Hit!

He's poisoned! Yuck! He's been poisoned!

Lan Yi shouted in ecstatic delight at that moment, his excitement overflowing. He even stood directly on the table, looking like he was having a seizure. He was truly in high spirits, eager to see this traitorous demon spit blood and die!

The Imperial Palace's secret medicine, Qianji Powder.

A poison specifically used by emperors to bestow death upon ministers and concubines. This poison was incredibly potent. Once ingested, it would cause the entire body to convulse, and the pain would be unbearable, forcing the person to curl into a ball, as if their head could touch their feet. Hence, it was named Qianji Powder.

Poisoning the demon Lan Yi!

Liu Bian felt that his death would have been worth it.

His patriotic heart had finally found its purpose, helping His Majesty resolve difficulties.

Overcome with emotion, he couldn't help but weep profusely!

Then...

Liu Bian, skinny as a monkey, was grabbed by the neck and lifted by the Fierce Heavenly General Zhao Jian, who stood as solid as an iron tower. The difference in their physiques was like a grown, strong man beating up an undernourished old man. Zhao Jian's palm, as large as a fan, came down with a series of slapping sounds!

Slaps are really effective for seizures!

Liu Bian instantly sobered up.

The price was that more than half of his teeth were knocked out, his nose was crooked, his jaw was dislocated, and his eyes were bloodshot from the blows.

This was still Zhao Jian holding back.

Otherwise, with the strength of his muscular, towering physique, if he had swung his palm like that, let alone Liu Bian, a middle-aged man in poor health, even a Qi Cultivation Practitioner would have likely had their brain matter jumbled.

Conspiring to harm an Immortal Master.

Clearly, Zhao Jian and Zhao Sikong wouldn't let Liu Bian die easily. It would be too good for this stubborn Manchu. They didn't have the Immortal Master's good temper and prepared to greet the governor with the Qing Imperial Court's favorite torture methods.

Awakened from his beautiful fantasy, Liu Bian was filled with terror and despair.

Old Demon Lan hadn't been poisoned at all.

Even without [Cang Hua] and psionic energy physical disinfection.

Lan Yi's current physique couldn't be taken down by the crude poisons of this era. You'd need chemical toxins, heavy metals, or radiation.

The Jinling officials who harbored ill intentions were immediately purged.

Led by Liu Bian, and supported by the resisting Imperial Court army, this group, along with the foreigners in the Puhai concession, received the same treatment.

Spirit Cultivation Practitioners paved the way, Mindscape pressure broke through formations, Qi Cultivation Practitioners followed as support, scaling walls and moving with incredible speed, impervious to blades and spears. They launched a direct assault into the heart of the Qing Imperial Court army, which was trying to trap them.

The entire process was incredibly smooth and effortless.

At least, from the perspective of the Martial Artists.

The foreign armies had resilience; the Qing Imperial Court's armies did not.

You have to understand that foreign soldiers could return fire while sustaining casualties. Even when Martial Artists charged within twenty meters, they could suppress their fear and maintain their formations under their officers' command, firing volleys of muskets and protecting their heavy firepower without breaking ranks. As for the Qing soldiers, let alone maintaining formations to protect heavy firepower, their officers led the retreat. Facing the wolf-like Martial Artists, they shed their armor and fled, each vying to become a transport captain!

And so.

What seemed like a Hongmen Banquet turned out to be a joke. The ancient capital of six dynasties, a strategically important location, the city of Jinling, was captured by Lan Yi's Martial Artists in less than half a day.

Then, it took another day.

The Martial Artists and Party members who followed Lan Yi north directly replicated the methods used to pacify Puhai. With lightning speed, they cleaned out the corrupt, dark, and filthy elements hidden within the ancient city. They struck hard against unscrupulous merchants, corrupt officials, gangs, and foreigners, quickly seizing control of telegraph stations, power plants, newspapers, factories, and other vital production and economic centers.

During this process.

Many who had their interests harmed attempted to incite riots or gather crowds to instigate unrest.

Without exception, they were ruthlessly suppressed by the iron tower that was Zhao Jian. It was clear who the enemy was and who the friend was. A group of Qi Cultivation Practitioners were quickly promoted, allowing for further control to be extended down to the level of street households.

It was during this process.

Lan Yi planted the second Lei Chi Immortal Lotus at the Jinling power plant.

The pillar of light from the Lei Chi Immortal Lotus shot into the sky, transforming into invisible psionic rain and dew that drifted in all directions. It perfectly echoed the Lei Chi Immortal Lotus in Puhai, completely enshrouding the entire southern coastline.

There was no need for deliberate cultivation.

With the vast population base and an environment suitable for martial arts, the subtle influence and transformation of psionic energy meant that Lan Yi didn't need to actively search for or cultivate talents. Geniuses with exceptional gifts in Martial Arts would always emerge.

Take Liu Baiyuan and Guo Decheng, who accompanied him this time, for example.

Back in Puhai, these two Martial Artists, who cultivated according to true martial arts traditions, achieved the enlightenment of Innate Qi on their own without any modification from Lan Yi. Even without Psionic Vision, relying solely on their senses and innate talent, they quickly covered their entire bodies with Innate Qi, extending it from their heads to their lower regions, and directly achieved great success in Qi Cultivation!

This level of progress within a mere week.

It could indeed be called genius.

At least, before his rebirth, Lan Yi, who had explored psionic energy cultivation entirely on his own in the first Artificial Divine Realm, hadn't achieved this progress.

After completing these tasks.

Lan Yi plunged himself into the governor's mansion.

Unlike Puhai, as the ancient capital of six dynasties, Jinling and its surrounding areas had remarkably complete local chronicles recorded from ancient times to the present. There were many accounts of strange individuals and supernatural legends.

Although it was highly likely that ninety-nine percent of them were exaggerated rumors or the tales of charlatans, by discerning them with the eyes of a psionic cultivator, in this era of lagging information dissemination and record-keeping, perhaps they might truly find some encounters for the Artificial Divine Realm. In any case, he could treat it as a stroke of luck to pass the time.

During the days he was stationed in Jinling.

He wasn't passing the time like this.

Did they expect Immortal Master Lan Yi to visit the Qinhuai River and experience the charms of the courtesan queen?

If Lan Yi truly had a need.

Among the entourage heading north, reporters like Philia, Scathach, and Uesugi Yuriko would be more than happy to conduct an all-night interview. Amidst their envious and jealous gazes, the competitor who secured the all-night interview opportunity was Yun Huaqi.

Yun Huaqi, an intern reporter for a Shanghai newspaper and a university student, hailing from Star Han.

Just as her name suggested, she was a beautiful and refined young lady from a prominent family, like a painting.

Although she was a traditional young lady from a prominent family, she was also knowledgeable and well-mannered, having received a modern education. Her gentle nature was like flowing water, making her the dream girl of many university students in Shanghai.

She was also, in the eyes of outsiders, a strong contender to be Immortal Master Lan Yi's bedmate.

It was simple why she got the opportunity for an all-night interview.

Lan Yi needed her to translate the county gazettes from various prefectures and counties.

Without an auxiliary brain, without AI, and without time to learn, Lan Yi directly asked this dignified and proper young lady, who was proficient in classical Chinese and adept at analogical reasoning, to be his translator.

Yun Huaqi felt a bit overwhelmed by this.

Any worker would have a mental breakdown seeing documents on their desk that required them to crane their neck to see the top. The fact that this young lady from a prominent family felt that serving him in bed would be easier, and cursed herself for being shameless, showed that Old Demon Lan's personality did indeed have a certain wicked streak.

However, these past few days of translation.

Had actually brought Lan Yi some unexpected gains.