Wang Jixuan now had two choices.
First, reveal his original memories. That involved Wangxian Valley and the breathing technique that had marked the beginning of his cultivation.
This method of displaying memories was continuous.
However, as long as Wang Jixuan did not translate the language of the Cultivation World, they would not understand it, and the chants and cultivation methods would not be leaked.
Second, display a segment of cultivation memories without the foundational guidance period.
Ah, no, there was a third choice.
Show them one of Mu Liang's memories!
Brilliant.
Just as Wang Jixuan was about to reveal Mu Liang's childhood memories, his thoughts stirred slightly, and he swept his gaze around.
He suddenly recalled the faint confusion in Fu Jian's eyes—the only intact human organ he possessed—when they had ridden the Supply Vehicle back from the desert to Fortress No. 76 not long ago.
The despair brought by the Pillar-Class Blade Beast;
The pressure brought by the Blade Beast Civilization;
Neither had ever truly faded.
If I fool them like this, won't they eventually lose faith in me?
Since I've presented myself as a new extraterrestrial civilization, I should provide some proof and give Fu Jian some new hope. It would be better than having Fu Jian arrange his final affairs now.
Ah, I can also let Number Five see whether I'm worth placing a heavier bet on.
Wang Jixuan's gaze fell on Ling Tong, and he gave her a light wink.
"Peony, activate the shielding device. This information cannot be leaked."
Peony shut off the high-definition recording.
Fu Jian also stopped the real-time data synchronization.
Wang Jixuan cleared his throat and activated the flame on the back of his hand. The Psionic Energy Circuit he had obtained not long ago rose from within the fire.
Wang Jixuan