Tyrannical Mechanism Art

The next morning, in the backyard of the Heaven Dou Imperial City palace.

Yan Lingji leaned lazily against a soft couch, her nine fox tails fanned out behind her, her peach-blossom eyes drooping.

She had been thoroughly tossed about like a sword scabbard all through the previous night.

Xiaomeng sat on a stone stool sipping tea, Tide Enchantress leaned against the corridor fiddling with spirit flowers, and Snow Maiden huddled in a corner, clutching her flute in silence.

"Master—" Yan Lingji spoke up, "Is it time to organize the army today?"

"Naturally." Jiang Ce's voice resonated in the minds of the women, "Beyond the army, we must also set up the framework for the Net."

A tentacle snaked out from beneath Yan Lingji's dress and patted her head.

"An army isn't difficult." A glint of sharp light flashed in Yan Lingji's peach-blossom eyes, "I have already planted mental suggestions in those noble generals; their obedience is guaranteed. An army that acts in unison is far superior to a scattered rabble."

"Not bad." Jiang Ce said, "Mental suggestions will allow them to execute military formations and even Soul Fusion, making their combat power nothing to scoff at. But training cannot be neglected."

The women nodded.

Xiaomeng set down her teacup: "When the Qin State swept across the six kingdoms, it relied on the Iron Eagle Sharpshooters. Their heavy armor was exquisite, paired with Qin crossbows that had a range of three hundred meters and an effective kill range of one hundred and fifty meters. With a clear division between crossbowmen, infantry, chariots, and cavalry, and the strategy of 'heavy crossbows in front, pikes and spears behind,' they swept the world."

"Sister Xiaomeng knows so much." Yan Lingji tilted her head.

Xiaomeng let out a cold snort and turned her head away.

"The Qin military organization alone is not enough." Jiang Ce said, "The heavy armor can be reinforced with materials from this world, and the mounts can be tamed soul beasts."

"Does Master mean—heavy cavalry?" Yan Lingji's eyes lit up.

"Naturally. The impact force of heavy cavalry is terrifying; if they are also equipped with heavy-duty crossbows, the lethality will be even greater."

Jiang Ce calculated in his heart:

The armies of this world are primarily infantry, the cavalry uses only cold weapons, and bows and crossbows are not deployed on a large scale.

Little Bastard built his foundation on Tang Sect hidden weapons.

The Godly Zhuge Crossbow fires forty-eight bolts at once, enough to make even a Soul Saint suffer.

Although the hidden weapons were later recalled and destroyed, the concept had already proven its worth.

If the hidden weapons of a second-rate sect could hold such a massive advantage, then by bringing over the Mohist Mechanism Arts and the Tyrannical Mechanism Art from The Legend of Qin, and refining them with Soul Tool technology, it would create an invincible, peerless army.

"But Master—" Yan Lingji smiled as she stroked the tentacle before her, "None of the sisters know how to manufacture crossbows; you will have to find a way."

The tentacle "smacked" her on her shapely buttocks, causing her nine fox tails to tremble violently.

"For powerful bows and strong crossbows, there are naturally the most suitable people to build them." Jiang Ce paused, "And for the mechanism arts as well."

"The Tyrannical Mechanism Art of the Gongshu family?" Tide Enchantress raised an eyebrow, thinking of the Mohist Mechanism Arts which were best suited for war.

"Naturally."

Jiang Ce extended a tentacle and coiled it around the grey Stone Bead.

Crimson-gold light swirled, and something seemed to be surging within it.

Yan Lingji blinked: "Master, are you summoning new sisters again?"

"Summoning."

Snow Maiden and Tide Enchantress exchanged a glance.

So, they were the ones brought here by this bead.

Jiang Ce injected his spiritual power into the Stone Bead.

Boom—the crimson-gold light exploded, illuminating the entire backyard.

The brilliance gathered into a vortex, connecting to another world.

As Yan Lingji conquered the Heaven Dou Imperial City, the map of The Legend of Qin was also expanding.

His spiritual power searched rapidly through Xianyang City, quickly locking onto a side hall.

A bald old man in purple robes sat at a desk, his left hand a sophisticated bronze mechanical limb.

Gongshu Chou.

The contemporary successor of the Tyrannical Mechanism Art.

"You're the one." Jiang Ce whispered, "Beauty, come with me."

Yan Lingji's figure was dragged into the vortex.

Xianyang City, side hall.

Gongshu Chou was sketching on his blueprints when a sudden breeze brushed past.

He looked up, his murky old eyes widening abruptly.

A woman had appeared in the hall.

She wore a long black and red dress, sporting fox ears and a tail; her peach-blossom eyes were slightly upturned, and her red lips curled into a cryptic smile.

Her entire being radiated the aura of a bewitching enchantress.

"This—" The charcoal pencil in Gongshu Chou's hand clattered to the floor.

Before he could speak, the fox-spirit beauty's eyes suddenly flared with blue light.

Heavenly Illusion.

Gongshu Chou's consciousness plunged into chaos, his body freezing in place.

Pitch-black tentacles surged from Yan Lingji's chest, tapping against his forehead.

Copying memories, copying abilities.

The blueprints for Earth-Breaking Three, the modifications for the Hundred-Battle Divine Crossbow, the entire essence of the Tyrannical Mechanism Art...

Everything was read by Jiang Ce.

"The Gongshu family's Tyrannical Mechanism Art, acquired," Jiang Ce said with satisfaction.

At the same time, he felt the repulsive force of this spacetime.

An invisible power was squeezing him, attempting to expel him.

"It seems I must have you seize more destiny and national fortune, or grow stronger, to remain here for long," Jiang Ce said. "Retreat."

Yan Lingji's figure flashed and vanished from the hall.

A moment later, Gongshu Chou slowly opened his eyes, dizzily rubbing his head.

"A fox spirit?... Was I dreaming? Her figure was too blurry to see clearly." He muttered, bending down to pick up his charcoal pencil, feeling as if something had been copied from him, though he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

He shook his head and returned to his work at the desk.

In the backyard of the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace.

Yan Lingji's figure reappeared, her nine tails swaying gently, her peach-blossom eyes smiling.

"Master, I have returned."

Snow Maiden and Tide Enchantress gathered around: "What just happened?"

"Naturally, I went to fetch something good," Yan Lingji said, the corners of her lips curling. "Tyrannical Mechanism Art, acquired."

The women gasped.

"The secret, non-transmitted art of the Gongshu family?" Tide Enchantress's pupils constricted.

"Correct." Jiang Ce's tentacles swayed.

"With this, we can forge an invincible army."

The Tang Sect was merely a second-rate sect, yet even some martial artists who practiced hard-body techniques could ignore hidden weapons.

But in this world, a level 76 Soul Saint, the possessor of the Vajra Bear beast soul, Zhao Wuji, was actually defense-broken by a level 29 Soul Grand Master using an Ox-Hair Needle.

They say the Ox-Hair Needle breaks through internal energy barriers.

But frankly, in this world, the Mysterious Heaven Skill and hidden weapon mechanism arts of a second-rate sect could run rampant.

He pulled back his thoughts, his voice echoing in the women's minds: "Tyrannical Mechanism Art is more than just powerful bows and crossbows."

"Earth-Breaking Three—drills through the earth to break cities, indestructible."

"Hundred-Battle Divine Crossbow—one arrow splits into many, exploding upon impact, with terrifying area coverage."

"Earth-Breaking Seven—infiltration and decryption, intelligence gathering, a sharp tool for assassination."

"Mechanism Warship, Three-Zhang Bat Wings—sea and air superiority, three-dimensional combat, allowing even ordinary soldiers to take flight."

A brilliant light flickered in the women's eyes.

Moreover, with the Tyrannical Mechanism Art as a foundation, combined with his own modern insights and the Soul Tool technology of this world, he could truly create even more terrifying things.

Like Gundams.

Like tanks, rocket launchers, and drones.

It was time to let the local natives experience a proper dimensional strike.

Yan Lingji seemed to sense something; she turned her head toward Jiang Ce, her peach-blossom eyes full of mischief: "Master, are you thinking of something wicked again?"

"Enough, stop the chatter." Jiang Ce cleared his throat. "Fairies, it's time to get to work."