The Fifth Form
Chapter 2022

Zuo Luo's Imprint

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"These bitter herbs used in the Longevity Cultivation Technique can actually activate the Poison Avoidance Art?"

Just before the world was about to change, Zhang Manqian Zhang Xuezhou had a quick conversation with Zhang Xuezhou Zhang Xuezhou, which surprised him.

As a medicine to activate the Longevity Technique, Zhang Xuezhou had to say that this foundational medicine was not bad at all; it could be taken even without cultivating the Longevity Technique.

Li Shaojun even took three doses at Palace of Peace and Happiness, and his health did not suffer any problems.

Zhang Xuezhou never imagined that his attempt to replicate the design in real life would produce toxic side effects.

Purely toxic side effects are harmful to the body; they only cause the Poison Avoidance Art to circulate and leave residual damage to the body.

Judging from Zhang Manqian's condition, Zhang Manqian not only in good health, but her Poison Avoidance Art has also improved to a certain extent. This situation amazes Zhang Xuezhou, who feels that many things in the world are far beyond his comprehension.

His real-life Divine Ability is the Poison Avoidance Art. If taking these medicines is effective, Zhang Xuezhou is very willing to take them, and even seeks to push his Poison Avoidance Art to its limit.

"I'll also take it in twelve days," Zhang Xuezhou said, waving his hand. "We might have an uninvited guest here. Sister, you should return to normal these few days, and An Ran shouldn't stand out either. Be careful when you're investigating; the other party's mental strength is probably no less than the professor's!"

Zhang Xuezhou gave instructions to Zhang Manqian and also gave instructions to Ren Anran.

He lay back down in the X432 medical device as usual.

For someone like Zhang Xuezhou, who has been in a coma for a long time, receiving X432 medical care twice a month is not a problem, especially since his brain was damaged due to work, he can not only get high-end medical quotas, but also be conscripted for free.

After entrusting the task to someone, Zhang Xuezhou sensed the mark again.

"They've arrived in North Rehe!"

Zhang Xuezhou pointed in the direction of the research institute, and then quickly lay down.

Ten seconds later, his eyes closed rapidly, leaving only his body immersed in the X432 solution, with the nearly stopped instruments running extremely slowly.

Ren Anran glanced at Zhang Manqian, and the two quickly began tidying up.

What should I normally do?

Zhang Manqian shrugged.

If she didn't engage in research or cultivate techniques like the Realm Technique and the Poison Avoidance Art, Zhang Manqian felt she had nothing to do.

Having grown accustomed to intense spiritual practice, Zhang Manqian felt somewhat uncomfortable suddenly letting go, and was uneasy about returning to normal life.

"How about we find some novels to read?" Ren Anran rubbed her temples.

"I'm too old; I probably can't stand all that lovey-dovey stuff!"

"I think your dad's book is pretty good. The content is secondary; the martial arts techniques in it form a complete system, and some of the theories are quite good!"

"Look at him?"

Actors rarely recommend their parents and children watch the films or TV shows they act in, and writers rarely let their families watch their works.

Over the years, apart from occasionally having to participate in correcting typos and polishing at Zhang Weimeng's request, Zhang Manqian has almost never looked at the texts written by Zhang Weimeng.

"I think I'll go find some news... But never mind, I should act like a normal person!"

Zhang Manqian thought for a few seconds, then finally went to find Zhang Weimeng's books.

Is your mental strength as high as your father's?

Ren Anran glanced at the room's security camera footage, then at the communicator in her hand.

The methods that made her feel useless obviously wouldn't work on others.

"I wonder if it's possible to escape the Yang Corporeal Soul for observation?"

If we exclude the monitoring of modern instruments and cannot rely on the naked eye or ear to eavesdrop, Ren Anran has no special means of observation.

She pondered her own Yang Corporeal Soul and gestured to indicate the distance that Ren Yisheng could perceive.

After retreating more than ten meters, Ren Anran finally managed to find a corner where she could eavesdrop.

It was already nine o'clock at night. Ren Anran thought for a few seconds, but instead of staying up late to read novels like Zhang Manqian, she chose to lie down in her own bed.

After a moment of reflection, she entered a state of profound tranquility.

After lying there for nearly two hours, Ren Anran heard a faint sound coming from the silent research institute.

This prompted her to quickly expel her Yang Corporeal Soul and then rapidly move away from her physical body.

In the dim light of the corridor, soft footsteps approached, and someone else came, drawn by a faint purple light.

As soon as Ren Anran's Yang Corporeal Soul focused on it, she felt a wave of dizziness wash over her, and her Yang Corporeal Soul almost dissipated. This startled her, and she quickly withdrew her gaze.

"Did something just look at me?"

"I didn't feel anything. Did you have too many psychedelic chickens just now, causing a false perception?"

"I'm speechless. What research institute can raise so many chickens? I never want to come to a place like this again!"

"The power of dawn can see through your talent, there's nothing we can do about it. To keep things under control and avoid being discovered, dealing with those chickens is inevitable. Next time, we can buy all the crowing chickens here to prevent them from suddenly squawking and causing a disturbance. Then you can come whenever you want!"

"That's a good idea!"

Amidst the low chanting, Ren Anran was startled.

She certainly knew Zuo Teng's father, Zuo Quan, and was aware of his strength, but Ren Anran had never imagined that Zuo Quan possessed such a bizarre ability.

Thinking of what Zhang Xuezhou had mentioned, she withdrew her observational gaze from her Yang Corporeal Soul and instead hid in the darkness to eavesdrop.

There's someone sleeping here, sound asleep, don't worry about them!

"This is Ren Yisheng's daughter, the one who got the alternate committee member position in Qing'an!"

"I know her; I watched the whole thing from the audience!"

"This guy reading a novel..."

Zhang Manqian!

"Zuo Teng said this girl is a violent cultivation fanatic who doesn't even have time for entertainment or leisure!"

"Zuo Teng has never truly understood this girl!"

Zuo Quan and Zuo Luo patrolled various parts of the research institute, both dressed in black and accompanied by an eerie purple light.

Occasionally, a streak of purple light would flash by, and a slight sound would immediately be heard from the surveillance cameras.

Before the surveillance cameras could even capture the two individuals, their imaging system was disrupted by a blinding purple light.

Zuo Quan clearly despised certain modern instruments and would occasionally introduce them to Zuo Luo.

"We were defeated by these machines. Light can't touch the mind to cause distortion, so it can't function. That was worse than encountering the Dawn Force. I once thought my talent was wasted, and I was too afraid to move for a long time. It wasn't until I figured out these machines that I knew how to destroy them quickly."

"Won't you notice that you've destroyed so many surveillance cameras?"

"At most, they'll assume it was some kind of circuit malfunction that caused the equipment to break down; they won't suspect us!"

Zuo Quan guided the purple light, peeking out from time to time to look into each room and searching for the keys to open them.

A moment later, they opened the ward where Zhang Xuezhou was staying and saw Zhang Xuezhou lying inside the X432 medical device.

"I told you he was seriously mentally ill. Look at this equipment he has. I've read the relevant information; this equipment is for treating brain disorders," Zuo Luo said disdainfully.

"Isn't it good that he took the initiative to treat it?" Zuo Quan said.

"That's true!"

"He's actually quite kind; he gave my gold necklace to Zuo Denggao to increase the probability of developing gene drugs. He's a decent person!"

Zuo Quan said a few kind words, and Zuo Luo, who had been feeling awkward, finally let go of his minor prejudice.

He touched the medical device a few times, and the device stopped operating, revealing Zhang Xuezhou's naked body.

"Go!"

A transparent chip was taken out, and Zuo Luo blew on it towards Zhang Xuezhou. The chip turned into water and entered Zhang Xuezhou's ear.

As Zuo Quan chanted, a point of purple light was drawn out and continuously wrapped around Zhang Xuezhou's head. Zuo Luo felt no resistance whatsoever; he controlled it exceptionally smoothly.

"Something seems off about this guy."

Smooth control is a good thing, but the continuous investment after control is a problem.

Even when facing Pei Jing, Zuo Luo only used one-third of his power to perfectly imprint the mark. This not only trapped Pei Jing in his predetermined perception, but also made it impossible for Pei Jing, as a subspecies, to resist him or challenge his authority.

As for planting the seed in Zuo Teng's body, it was even easier and simpler.

At that moment, Zuo Luo felt as if he had encountered a bottomless pit; his continuous investment yielded no response.

He seemed to be facing a living dead.

As Zhang Xuezhou said, the other party did indeed have intermittent symptoms of a vegetative state.

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