Like a Sword Without Edge, Moist Non-Attack

On the way back from North New District, Yu Ye decisively gave up being the driver again, and obediently sat in the back row, holding Master's waist. To give Yu Ye a quiet environment to familiarize herself with those high-level cultivation methods, Ji Qinglin told her to familiarize herself with them upstairs, while he sat alone in the shop.

However, Ji Qinglin's mind was not in the shop either, but was examining the glass box in his hand back and forth.

It was tempered glass, that's right. The black powder inside looked very uniform, not like something had broken, and there was no sign of caking or clumping.

Even using Divine Sense Observation right in front of his eyes, he couldn't tell what the black powder in the box was.

Since it was printed with "Eternal Dao Heart" and a phone logo, it must be related to something in his body, but he couldn't find any connection now. This thing was still sealed, and the only way to pour out the contents was to smash it.

What if it's something dangerous? Thinking of this, Ji Qinglin recalled the last time he used the Qi Sea Cloud Disk and the prompt that the Cultivation Phone shouldn't kill people, or strictly speaking, shouldn't kill people from the old era. So, opening it shouldn't be dangerous.

It would be awkward if this thing needed to be used with the glass box. No, if that were the case, they could have used a stronger material. Wasn't the reason for using tempered glass to prevent injury when it was smashed?

Damn, I'm overthinking it. No destruction, no construction. The purpose of creating this glass box might be to be smashed.

However, for safety's sake, Ji Qinglin placed the glass box on the workbench, erected a baffle around it to prevent the black powder from flowing out, opened the Big Dipper Map to prepare for any potential risks, and finally took out a hammer and struck the glass box.

Crack—

He immediately jumped away after hitting it. Just as he had guessed, the tempered glass box shattered instantly, and the black powder inside spread out on the workbench. But strangely, the black powder didn't spray around.

From such a close distance, under the light of the workbench lamp, Ji Qinglin discovered that there wasn't even any scattered dust, as if it contained a pool of black mud.

Just as Ji Qinglin was about to approach for a closer look, a pop-up window appeared on his Divine Sense Observation interface.

Identifying your weapon.

Weapon? This handful of black powder is a weapon? Do I throw it in the opponent's face during a fight? This is getting more and more outrageous. After hesitating for a moment, Ji Qinglin decided to continue waiting, thinking he would see what it was.

Sure enough, as the Divine Sense Observation displayed "Identification complete," the black powder on the table quickly gathered together, pushing away all the mixed broken tempered glass, as if it were a living powder.

After being in a sealed glass box for so long, this thing is still alive? Ji Qinglin moved closer to observe and found that the black powder was not loose. It was condensed together, and there were swaying black filaments on top, looking like a small patch of black grass growing on the workbench.

Is this a box of chives?

Swish, swish—

While he was pondering, the "black grass" on the table immediately floated, and the black powder quickly recombined, instantly condensing into a solid but simple black rod.

"Hiss, this is..."

A magic wand? It doesn't seem that long. Otherwise, Harry Potter would be a swordsman.

Recalling the changes of this thing, Ji Qinglin suddenly remembered seeing something similar at the Cultivation Technology Exhibition.

Although the technological achievements he saw at that time were not as exaggerated as the "black grass" on the table, which could change flexibly and quickly with just a thought, this method of change could only be done by that thing.

Nanobots!

Ji Qinglin's eyes widened as he came to the workbench, picked up the black rod condensed from nanobots. From the outside, it was impossible to tell that it was made of nanobots. On the surface of the black rod, there was a line of engraved words:

Mo Attack: Like a Sword Without Edge, Moist Non-Attack.

Mo Attack? This thing even has a name. It looks like a personal signature left by the creator of these nanobots.

With the previous operating experience, Ji Qinglin tried to continue to change the arrangement of these nanobots with his consciousness to create new things.

Holding the black rod in his hand, he directly imagined a long sword in his mind. The Mo Attack quickly reorganized in his hand, as if a large pile of black dust finer than sand was transforming in his hand, instantly turning into a black sharp sword. The sword body was also printed with the small logo of "Mo Attack."

Looking at the sharp blade in his hand, Ji Qinglin thought that the creator of this thing must be an expert, emphasizing 'Like a Sword Without Edge, Moist Non-Attack,' but he didn't have that kind of realm. Not finishing off an enemy after killing them would eventually lead to being stabbed.

As another thought formed, the Mo Attack in his hand seemed to melt and quickly wrapped around his right arm, looking like an embroidered tattoo.

The technological potential of nanotechnology, shape change is only the most direct use. The wound repair of nanobots in the medical field is the most distinctive. In other words, open wounds can first use nanobots to fill and close the wound to stop bleeding.

Of course, using it in reverse is theoretically feasible. Using nanobots to destroy the opponent's prosthetic nerves, you can win without fighting to the final stage. Thinking about it this way, it's a bit like poisoning.

Since nanobots can be remotely controlled, can the so-called sword control be explored? What if it transforms into a gun? Would it not work if the structure is more complex?

Discovering that this box of "hand-ground coffee" was actually nanobots called Mo Attack, Ji Qinglin had many bold ideas in his mind, but these still needed to be verified.

In this process, he had even more admiration for the creator of the Cultivation Phone. Being able to make even this kind of thing, controlling unconnected nanobots through consciousness, looked like object manipulation and transformation in cultivation.

Can this thing be attached to Yu Ye to help her surprise people in the Cultivation Grand Competition? But in that case, wouldn't it have to be hidden on her body? Hehe—

Just as he was thinking, Coal Boss suddenly flew down from the second floor and made two bursts of rapid calls that it only made when encountering a situation.

"Yu Ye?"

But there was no response from the second floor of the shop, only the sound of something breaking.

Filled with doubt, Ji Qinglin rushed to the second floor and found Yu Ye's graceful body leaning against the sofa, her whole body still trembling. The thin shirt she wore was soaked with sweat and clung to her body, vaguely revealing the "Human Body Weaknesses." Her head was lowered, obscuring her expression, but her breathing was heavy.

"Uh..."

"Yu Ye?"

As soon as he spoke, Yu Ye suddenly raised her head, and large beads of sweat slid down her delicate cheeks. The usual amorous feelings and heroic spirit in her charming almond-shaped eyes had been replaced by ferocity.

"Yu Ye, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yu Ye stomped her foot, and with a Cloud Step, she arrived in front of Ji Qinglin, delivering a chop towards her Master's face.

A Brief Discussion on the Application of Nanotechnology in the Field of Cultivation—Mozi (The new chapter is under review, please wait for a while)