At this moment, Ling Yi was standing at the entrance of a large courtyard, staring at the Masai covering the ground, his lips pursed, his eyes radiating an extremely cold light.
The so-called No. 47 Mountain Village is not a village at all, but a secret factory hidden in the suburbs or mountains.
The main job of this factory is to produce "laundry detergent".
There are a total of 92 such mountain villages in the Great Qian Empire.
The division of labor among them is different; some make "laundry detergent," while others resell it, and so on.
The village that Ling Yi accidentally entered when he first transmigrated was one of these 92 villages, Village No. 64.
After glancing at the two bright red characters " Heavenly Punishment " written on the gate, Ling Yi sneered and turned to walk down the mountain.
Although he had given the other party half an hour, Ling Yi knew that the other party had not sent anyone this time.
Perhaps it was due to time constraints, or perhaps they were hesitant to act rashly after learning of Ling Yi's power and unpredictability?
But whatever it is, it doesn't matter to Ling Yi.
Ling Yi was no longer an ordinary person; he had a new trump card.
" Qi Transformation Divine Art "—doesn't the name sound incredibly advanced?
In reality, this is an evil cultivation technique, originating from the now-deceased Second Master of the Ma Family.
In order to obtain this heretical cultivation technique, Ling Yi even used 3,650 Merit Points to directly view the past and future of the Second Master of the Ma Family for one year.
This is the largest amount of Merit Points Ling Yi has used so far.
For ordinary people, 1 point can be exchanged for 1 day's worth of merit points. The higher the strength, the more Merit Points are consumed.
Although the Second Master of the Ma Family died somewhat hastily, he was, after all, a master of Innate cultivation, and his energy expenditure was ten times that of an ordinary person.
But the gains were enormous.
Theoretically speaking, this Qi Transformation Divine Art can directly devour the life essence and soul of others.
Life is life, the spirit is the body, and the soul is the spirit.
However, after Ling Yi used it, his spirit and soul were separated. The spirit was his mental state or Primordial Spirit, while the soul was his physical body.
Isn't this blatantly a heretical cultivation method?
Ling Yi didn't care whether the cultivation method was righteous or evil, since he wouldn't attack someone who didn't have black energy, or black Karma.
Those he killed all possessed a black aura; they were all people who deserved to die.
Ling Yi felt absolutely no psychological burden.
However, Second Master Ma can only devour a small portion of others' power, life, and physique; as for their soul, he cannot absorb it at all.
Ling Yi's cultivation went extremely smoothly, as if it were tailor-made for him.
It can even completely devour the life, body, and Primordial Spirit within the soul. As for the soul, Ling Yi is not incapable of devouring it, but rather unwilling to do so.
The soul represents a person's entire will, containing the Reincarnation life and death from Rebirth.
The loss of the soul means that the person has completely vanished from the world.
Since there is Causality Line death involving black cesium, then a person's soul must not have disappeared after death.
Therefore, Ling Yi guessed that this world most likely has Underworld.
If there is Underworld, then there must be judgment and Reincarnation of souls.
If Ling Yi were to devour souls, on one hand, he would be stealing business from the Underworld; on the other hand, Ling Yi felt that death was not the best punishment for evil.
"It seems I should ask Ma Xiaoxiao about the Underworld next time I see her. As a descendant of the Ma Family, even though my skills in Qimen Dunjia are terrible, I should still know some basic knowledge, right?"
Ling Yi clenched his fist, feeling the surge of power within him, and couldn't help but smile slightly.
To achieve one's own power by taking the life and spirit of one's enemy—there's nothing more satisfying than that.
"As expected of a heretical cultivation technique!"
The life essence of just over twenty people was enough to transform Ling Yi from an ordinary person into a master of the Acquired Third Layer. Such a speed of improvement is truly astonishing.
No one knows where Second Master Ma got this martial arts technique from.
Judging from how carefully he preserved it, it was clearly of extraordinary value. However, it would be better if this technique were not left in the world.
We need to find an opportunity to destroy what was originally there.
Well, is Ling Yi only concerned about his own family's food and not about others eating coarse food?
But there's nothing wrong with doing this, since most people can't really master this kind of technique.
With a thought, Ling Yi opened his nameless system interface.
Host: Ling Yi
Current level: 2
Merit: 85710
Ability: Causality Control (Beginner)
The interface remains as simple and unadorned as ever.
The only Changes at level 2 is that you have a longer free window to Probe a person's past and future.
It has changed from 1 day to 5 days.
Moreover, Ling Yi discovered another point: this free Probe period had no level restrictions.
In other words, even if Ancestor Hongjun came, Ling Yi could still Probe everything that happened to him five days ago and five days later.
Five days is more than enough time for Ling Yi to make many responses.
As for other aspects, there have been no Changes.
It seems that a higher level of proficiency in Causality Control is needed before new features can be developed.
A golden light flashed in Ling Yi's eyes, a sign of "opening the Heavenly Eye." Of course, "opening the Heavenly Eye " was Ling Yi's own term; in reality, it meant activating the ability to observe the Manifestation Causality Line.
The next moment, Ling Yi locked onto a bunch of Causality Line and started walking down the mountain.
Meanwhile, Ma Xiaoxiao was sneaking around in a small alley in Red City City.
Arriving at the back door of a warehouse, they first knocked rhythmically on a raised area of the iron gate. After a moment, a voice came from inside. "Out with the old, in with the new!"
Ma Xiaoxiao quickly replied, " The Save the World has arrived!"
As soon as the slogans were chanted, the iron gate creaked open, revealing a gaunt figure wearing a mask, sunglasses, and full protective gear.
The warehouse was dark, and she couldn't see what was inside, but Ma Xiaoxiao was already used to it.
The lights in the room suddenly came on after the iron gate was closed and locked from the inside again.
Then, the four figures hidden in the corner were revealed.
They were pointing their pistols at the doorway.
"Sister Feifei, is this a big fuss?"
After removing her mask and sunglasses, Ma Xiaoxiao asked with some surprise.
The woman in the lead and the other four also took off their masks and sunglasses one after another.
This Zhao Feifei is a woman whose looks are not much inferior to Ma Xiaoxiao's. The difference is that Zhao Feifei is a little shorter, and her legs are not as long as Ma Xiaoxiao's.
But Zhao Feifei's car headlights are huge, completely disproportionately large, both bright and enormous.
Moreover, Zhao Feifei is almost thirty years old this year, and she has a more mature and charming aura than Ma Xiaoxiao.
"There's a traitor among us!" Zhao Feifei said with a grave expression.
"No way, if there were a traitor among us, would you all still be here unharmed?" Ma Xiaoxiao, somewhat incredulous.
"Moreover, I believe there could be no traitors in our team; we are all exemplary young people of the new era who can withstand any test," Ma Xiaoxiao said earnestly.
Zhao Feifei's originally serious expression instantly turned into a smiling one.
He glanced at a fat man behind him and Daodao arrogantly, " Cheng Dong, how about that? I told you Xiaoxiao wouldn't believe me, right? Pay up!"
Cheng Dong, feeling frustrated, pulled a ten-yuan note from his pocket and handed it to Zhao Feifei, saying, "You're right, Ma Xiaoxiao isn't that easy to fool."
Zhao Feifei shook her head and said, "It's not that Ma Xiaoxiao is hard to fool, but rather that she's the most steadfast person in all of us. You all should learn from her."
Ma Xiaoxiao hugged Zhao Feifei's arm playfully and said, "Sister Feifei, you actually used me as a bet? No way, you have to give me half the money."
Zhao Feifei pinched Ma Xiaoxiao's cheek affectionately, then stuffed the ten yuan into Ma Xiaoxiao's hand, saying, "It's all yours!"
Ma Xiaoxiao took the ten yuan and put it away happily, as if she were holding millions instead of ten yuan.
"However, if we still can't find the Savior, I'm afraid our team might really fall apart!"
Zhao Feifei ruffled Ma Xiaoxiao's long, smooth hair and said helplessly.
"Has it really gotten to such a serious point?" Ma Xiaoxiao asked.
Zhao Feifei shook her head and didn't say anything.
Cheng Dong, standing nearby, said, "This isn't a question of how serious it is anymore. The main purpose of the Savior Sect was to find Savior and assist Savior in saving this world."
"Ahem, although I've always been skeptical of the Savior myth."
No one said anything. Ten years had passed, and everyone knew how much of the result the Zhuge Family had predicted back then.
"To be honest, and you may not want to hear it, most of the people in our group who claim to be helping the Savior probably have ulterior motives."
To put it bluntly, they all want to gain the credit for supporting the emperor.
Upon hearing those last four words, everyone's faces turned grim.
Zhao Feifei took a deep breath and said, "What Cheng Dong said is true, but I still believe in the existence of Savior. We always need some kind of faith."
Cheng Dong was about to say something, but Zhao Feifei waved her hand to interrupt him, saying, "Perhaps the Savior will appear a little later, but our ultimate goal is the same."
"At this time, we need to unite all forces that can be united, understand?"
At this moment, a thin young man in the corner said with a bitter smile, " Captain, I understand what you're saying, but without Savior, these people are just a disorganized mess."
This young man is named Song Renjiang, and he is a Computer expert.
" The Savior is both the core of our unifying force and our shackle."
Everyone fell into deep thought once again.
Seeing this, Ma Xiaoxiao opened her mouth as if to say something, but ultimately remained silent.
But her expression was clearly seen by the young man who had been leaning against the wall without saying a word, and by Zhao Feifei beside him.
The young man's name was Yao Yunhai, and he looked at Zhao Feifei with gentle eyes.
Then, he half-closed his eyes and resumed his previous icy, indifferent expression.
"Alright, let the Big Head worry about these things. We just need to focus on our own tasks. Everyone, disperse!" Zhao Feifei waved her hand, ending the argument.
Then, pulling Ma Xiaoxiao along, he said, "Come on, let's have a private chat."
Cheng Dong grinned and leaned closer, saying, " Captain, I also want to talk to you about volume!"
With a flick of her wrist, Zhao Feifei sent a flying needle flying out, striking Cheng Dong squarely on the forehead.
"Bite!"
A soft metallic clang rang out as the flying needle struck the fat man's forehead, only to be deflected.
"Get lost!"
Cheng Dong rubbed his forehead, looking miserable, and said, " Captain, you used your flying needles on me again?"
"Get lost!" Zhao Feifei rolled her eyes.
Zhao Feifei opened a door next to her and led Zhao Feifei upstairs to her room.
This warehouse is also where various goods are usually stored.
Behind the warehouse, or rather in front of it, is a supermarket Feifei Supermarket.
Zhao Feifei is the owner of this supermarket.
Normally, only Zhao Feifei and Yao Yunhai live here. Yao Yunhai's public identity is that of an employee here, and he lives in a room next to the warehouse on the first floor.
Cheng Dong and two others, Song Renjiang and Bai Tianhong, do not live here; they have their own public identities and jobs.