This One's Mine Too

Shen Jingchuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, the tense Spiritual Power around him slowly dissipated, and most of the fierce energy he had just unleashed also dissipated.

Xiao Mingshu descended from mid-air on her flying sword, sheathed her magic sword, and gently patted her chest. Her eyes still held the afterglow of the fierce battle; it wasn't fear, but lingering dread.

She pointed at the cannon on the roof of the car, glancing sideways at Shen Jingchuan, feeling both annoyed and amused:

"Little brat, when did you secretly hide such a big thing?"

Shen Jingchuan touched the tip of his nose and smiled ingratiatingly:

"Hehe, isn't that what you told me? In the cultivation world, you always have to have a backup plan."

When did I tell you that?

Xiao Mingshu was stunned. She frowned and thought for a long time, but couldn't come up with a single clue.

"You forgot? Last time you drank too much, you kept nagging me for ages."

Xiao Mingshu turned to look at Huan'er beside her, raised an eyebrow and asked:

Did I say that?

Huan'er blinked, hesitated, shook her head, and whispered:

"Miss, I... I can't remember either."

Xiao Mingshu reached out and poked her forehead in an annoyed tone:

"So, you're starting to protect him now?"

Huan'er lowered her head, but the corners of her mouth secretly curled up.

Shen Jingchuan stood aside watching, and suddenly thought that this little girl was quite interesting.

I didn't have much contact with her on a regular basis, and I just thought of her as a well-behaved and obedient maid. But when something really happened, she would grab a gun and rush forward without fear of high-level cultivators. Her courage was truly remarkable.

He strode over and patted Huan'er on the shoulder:

"Don't be afraid of her, I'm here."

Huan'er glanced furtively at her mistress, then lowered her head to stroke the gun in her hand. She didn't dare to say anything, but the affection in her eyes was impossible to hide.

Shen Jingchuan immediately understood her thoughts and, without saying a word, took out another Storage Bag from his pocket.

With a flick of his finger, he poured all the Spirit Stones in the bag into his Storage Ring, secretly keeping about a hundred for himself.

After completely emptying the bag, I tried to stack ammunition boxes inside; it filled eight boxes perfectly.

After loading the ammunition, he casually fastened the Storage Bag securely to Huan'er's belt.

"Put the gun in that bag."

He glanced at the empty gun in her hand and said again:

"You're out of bullets, aren't you? Here are eight crates for you. This gun is yours from now on."

Huan'er's eyes lit up instantly, and she abruptly looked up. "Really?"

"Of course it's true."

Shen Jingchuan smiled and nodded:

"Our Xiaohuan is so brave, she deserves this."

Huan'er gripped the gun handle tightly, her little face flushed red, her voice crisp and clear with a fierce, defiant edge:

"I'm no longer afraid of those high-level cultivators! Anyone who dares to cause trouble again, I'll riddle them with bullets!"

Xiao Mingshu quickly stopped laughing and said seriously to Huan'er:

"Don't think of this thing as a panacea. Look at that gray-clad man just now; although this thing is powerful, it has its limits."

I reckon it's only effective against low to mid-level Qi Refining Qi Refining; it wouldn't be enough against High-Stage Qi Refining cultivators.

They were clueless about the situation and foolishly charged forward, which is why we were able to gain the upper hand.

If someone throws talismans or launches flying swords from afar, you won't be able to dodge them; they won't come close to let you attack them.

High-Stage Qi Refining cultivators possess exceptional anticipation of danger and incredibly fast dodging speed, making them virtually impossible to hit from a distance. Do you understand?

Huan'er reviewed the battle that had just taken place and nodded seriously:

"I understand, Miss. From now on, I'll use it when people aren't looking, catching them off guard."

Shen Jingchuan smiled and praised:

"This little girl is so smart, she understands things immediately."

Huan'er pursed her lips, her eyes curving into crescents.

Xiao Mingshu turned and glared at him, pointing to the roof of the car:

"Alright, stop interrupting. I just asked you, what's with that big guy up there?"

With that, he leaped onto the roof of the vehicle and reached out to grab the single-barreled 23mm cannon.

Shen Jingchuan quickly jumped up as well:

"Hey, hey, sis, don't rush me!"

How can I not be in a hurry?

Xiao Mingshu waved her hand decisively.

"This thing is mine now. Hand over the bullets."

"What bullets? These are artillery shells!"

Shen Jingchuan corrected, "This is a 23mm armor-piercing round."

"Hmm, that sounds more impressive than a gun."

Xiao Mingshu tried twice, but the cannon was firmly stuck in the slot and couldn't be removed. She turned around and urged him:

"Stop talking nonsense and take it down right now. I know you still have more."

Shen Jingchuan had no choice but to smile bitterly, knowing he couldn't hide it any longer.

"Okay, you guessed everything. Sis, let me teach you how to use it first. In case we run into Jie Xiu again later, we'll each use one of our techniques and blast him to smithereens."

"Okay," Xiao Mingshu readily agreed.

Shen Jingchuan took out a chain of fifty armor-piercing rounds and pointed to the gun barrel interface, explaining clearly how to lock the ammunition belt, how to fire, and how to change rounds.

Xiao Mingshu listened attentively, and finally asked with concern:

Do you have a lot of these shells in stock?

"Not too many, but enough for you to try a few rounds."

Shen Jingchuan thought to himself, "I won't tell you anything more."

"Try it out first, and watch out for the recoil."

Xiao Mingshu nodded, picked up the cannon, and leaped into the air, stepping onto her magic sword and hovering in mid-air.

Following Shen Jingchuan's instructions, she shouldered the cannon, held it up, and pulled the firing mechanism. "Boom boom." Two cannon shots rang out in succession, and the shells flew towards the distant woods.

The moment the cannon fired, the powerful recoil slammed into her. Although Xiao Mingshu was prepared, she was still thrown back three or four meters, and her sword-wielding figure swayed.

She immediately stopped firing, secretly channeling her Spiritual Power to calm herself, keeping her magic sword steady in mid-air, and using her Spiritual Power to dissipate the impact through her arms. She also separated a wisp of Spiritual Power to gently wrap around the dangling chain of bullets, preventing it from wobbling and jamming.

When she pulled the trigger again, she figured it out. Instead of trying to withstand the recoil, she slowly drifted backward, while the cannon barrel remained steadily pointed towards the woodland, unleashing another round of steady, continuous fire.

Fifty shells missed their mark in an instant, sending splinters flying through the forest and snapping several trees as thick as bowls in half. Xiao Mingshu put away the cannons, landed back on the roof of the vehicle on her flying sword, a hint of satisfaction in her eyes.

"Its power is indeed formidable, but it also depletes Spiritual Power quickly, making it only effective by surprise."

"Give me that... that cannonball, give me a lot, don't be stingy."