Uranium-235, Great Sun Burning Heaven Device

"I want it!" Su Wanqing replied immediately.

The Nine-Turn Pill is practically indistinguishable from Divine Pill.

One pill is all it takes to transform you.

Although I don't know what kind of pill it is, even if I don't eat it, I could easily exchange it with others for Eight-Turn Pills specifically for improving physical condition, or anything else.

In other words, this is not just a pill, but a universal exchange ticket!

Ge Zixuan placed the pistol into a specially made cloth bag lined with soft velvet, and then tucked it into the Storage Ring at his waist.

Then, his gaze fell upon an even more eye-catching object on the table—

A Metal Barrel, nearly as long as a person, with thick walls and a menacing shape, was placed next to several equally gleaming, spindle- Spindle-shaped Projectile.

He reached out and ran his hand over the cold metal tube, his gaze not as if he were looking at a weapon of death, but as if he were admiring a work of art.

"Eldest Brother Ge, is it really necessary to use this?" A female voice echoed in my mind, Su Wanqing, filled with obvious worry. "This killed quite a few people last time..."

"Typical female-oriented thinking."

"If someone wants to kill you, why are you still thinking about how many people will die?"

Su Wanqing hesitated for a moment, "Then... what should I think?"

"Of course, everyone will die with me!"

Ge Zixuan calmly responded in his heart and began to methodically put away the launcher and ammunition.

Finally, his gaze fell on two Black Metal Hemisphere, roughly the size of large bowls, on the table, tightly wrapped in layers of dull runes.

Strangely, between the seemingly ancient and mysterious sealing runes, several otherworldly characters, completely out of place with the Immortal Script, were clearly engraved—horizontally and vertically aligned.

Uranium-235

Below that was an even smaller note, also written in that otherworldly script, exuding a terrifyingly rigorous madness:

Critical Mass: 52kg

Even through the seal, one could faintly sense a chilling, extremely restrained energy fluctuation.

Su Wanqing's curiosity was piqued, temporarily overcoming her timidity. "What are these two iron lumps?"

Ge Zixuan mentally "translated" for her at the opportune moment, his tone carrying an almost devout scientific fervor:

"This is what our hometown calls a kind of 'Primordial Chaos Matter Before Heaven and Earth Opened'."

He spoke with the pride of a creator, "This is our ultimate weapon, I call it the 'Great Sun Burning Heaven Device'!"

"The Great Sun... Burns the Heavens?" Su Wanqing murmured to herself, the name alone giving her a strange sense of awe.

"The principle is actually quite simple," Ge Zixuan said in the most calm tone, uttering the most shocking words, "It's about fitting these two hemispheres together perfectly, and then using your Divine Sense to compress them towards the center..."

He paused, seemingly searching for a description that the natives of this cultivation world could understand.

"Then, boom—" he uttered softly, an onomatopoeic word that seemed to freeze the surrounding air, "Allowing this world to fall into a quiet sleep, never to wake up again."

"Oh." Su Wanqing nodded blankly, thinking to herself, 'A kind of hypnotic magic Law Treasure?'

Then Ge Zixuan sighed again, "Behind this is the great Mass-Energy Equivalence Equation, E=mc², sigh, you wouldn't understand even if I explained it to you."

"Don't you even understand what ' Yield is Justice?"

"Once this thing appears, all beings below the level of Immortal will be annihilated, and even those above the level of Immortal will be wiped out!"

"That amazing?" Su Wanqing's mind was filled with disbelief and amazement.

"Of course." Ge Zixuan's response was filled with unquestionable certainty, and even a hint of scientist's pride.

He paused, as if recalling something.

"Although I've never seen Immortal, they must be something like that."

"No matter how many Divine Ability or mysterious magic they possess, before this most basic and violent Principle of physics, all beings are equal!"

Ge Zixuan carefully placed the two hemispheres into the deepest part of his storage Storage Ring, separating them from the firearms and Rocket Launcher.

"Hopefully... we won't need it..." he murmured at the end, it was unclear whether he was speaking to Su Wanqing or to himself.

Even so, those heavy weapons were stuffed into their pockets one after another.

For Ge Zixuan, "insufficient firepower" meant that his life and death were in the hands of others, so he didn't need to bring anything else, whether he was going on a short or long trip.

Make sure you bring enough weapons.

Just as Ge Zixuan was taking inventory of his home, Jiang Yan was arranged to stay in a mansion in Tongtian City.

Qin Wangchuan was on his way to find him.

However, Ye Jianwei's expression suddenly hardened, and he whispered, "Young Master..."

"Hmm." Qin Wangchuan responded lightly, his gaze already sweeping across the street and landing on a Roadside Tea Stall not far away.

In fact, without Ye Jianwei's reminder, he had already sensed that unique aura.

A young girl dressed in white was casually sitting on a bench at the tea stall.

She faced the bustling street, her legs together, elbows resting on her knees, and her hands supporting her cheeks, looking utterly bored and about to fall asleep while waiting for someone.

Qin Wangchuan's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile as he slowly walked over.

Only when he approached and the shadow fell upon her did the young girl, Li Qingluan, slowly raise her head as if waking from a dream.

He didn't say anything, but simply sat down casually on the bench next to her.

The Wooden Stool creaked softly, blending into the hustle and bustle of the street.

The moment he sat down, Li Qingluan suddenly moved with lightning speed, her slender fingers precisely grabbing Qin Wangchuan's wrist.

Her movements were so fast they left only a blur. She applied slight pressure with her fingertips until she could clearly feel his steady pulse and the warmth of his skin, then she breathed a barely audible sigh of relief and slowly released her hand.

This sudden action made Ye Jianwei, but Qin Wangchuan seemed oblivious, only a hint of understanding flashing in his eyes.

He naturally understood why she was acting this way—he had fooled her with the illusion of the Book of Illusory Worlds on the Immortal Path last time.

"Is it confirmed now?" Qin Wangchuan asked with a hint of teasing, letting her probe continue.

Li Qingluan withdrew her hand and gave a soft "hmm" in response.

Those clear eyes blinked, and she suddenly spoke:

"I think I... had a dream."

"What dream?" he asked, following her lead.

Li Qingluan shook her head gently, her gaze somewhat unfocused, as if she was still trying to capture the fragments remaining in her dream.

"I forgot." She paused, her fingers unconsciously tracing her chest. "I only remember... a sad dream. So sad it was suffocating."

Qin Wangchuan nodded and remained silent for a moment.

He leaned back slightly against the simple tea table, his tone calm yet subtly softening. "Looks like a nightmare."

"Just forget about it."

Qin Wangchuan's gaze fell on her face, then he asked, "How did you find me?"

"I asked your Second Brother, and he said you were here," Li Qingluan answered without any beating around the bush. "So, I came."

Concise and to the point, just like her style.

Upon hearing this, Qin Wangchuan's smile deepened, tinged with a hint of teasing. "What, you missed me?"

Li Qingluan looked at him, neither shy nor refuting. Her cool face remained expressionless as she nodded very seriously and matter-of-factly.

"Yes."

She tilted her head slightly and asked in return, as if this were a matter of course, the only reason:

"Otherwise, what would I be here for?"

The two sat quietly in front of the tea stall for a while, letting the hustle and bustle of the street flow around them.

Li Qingluan gazed at the tea in her cup, which had long since gone cold, and suddenly spoke softly, "This seems to be the first time I've ever sat here idly like this."

The girl's voice was very soft, as if she were talking to herself, or as if she were telling him something.

"Without realizing it, I've gotten used to being with you." She raised her eyes, her gaze clear and bright as she looked at him. "After being apart for a while, I feel a little uneasy."

Are you like that too?

Qin Wangchuan's lips curled up slightly, a faint smile appearing, but he did not rush to answer.

Sure enough, the next moment Li Qingluan continued:

"That's just how I am."

She said this with remarkable composure, as if stating a perfectly natural fact.

There was no shyness, no concealment, as natural as saying that the sky is blue and the clouds are white.

Perhaps that's precisely where her charm lies.