Spirit Wandering
How to maintain relations with Zuo Teng and ensure that Zuo Teng remains a friend was a difficult task for Zhang Xuezhou.
He could not discuss matters involving Huang Daoxian, nor could he conspire with Zuo Teng to scheme against Zuo Luo and others.
Although Zuo Luo did not control him, he left a huge amount of spiritual energy in his brain. If Zhang Xuezhou behaves too abnormally or resists too violently, this spiritual energy may erupt at some point, causing Zhang Xuezhou's brain to become chaotic or even leading to his death.
Zhang Xuezhou, relying on the auspicious influence of the Dongshan Imperial Mausoleum, remained relatively calm about the matter, while Ren Anran and others appeared anxious and worried.
When it comes to handling related matters, everyone has different ideas.
But one thing is certain: once this hurdle is overcome, things will become much easier.
Both Zuo Teng and Zhang Xuezhou will inevitably benefit from these special creatures.
Twelve days ago, Zhang Xuezhou told Zuo Denggao, "Zuo Teng and I will either die, or our upward momentum will be too fast." Many things were going according to Zhang Xuezhou's plan and arrangements, and the situation was even better than he had imagined.
"Seemingly helpless with no way out, isn't this also a new path, perhaps..."
Zhang Xuezhou touched his palm, looking at the part of his Gene Fighting Technique that he used to generate power.
Currently, only Montespatton belongs to the Eighth Sequence in the world. No one knows how he entered the Eighth Sequence, and no one in the Aomeijia Alliance has replicated Montespatton's sequence path.
However, Zhang Xuezhou believed that they could find their own path to the Eighth Sequence, and with the help of the fire meteor creatures, they might have a small chance of achieving it, or even moving to a higher level, turning the researchers' theories into reality.
Zhang Xuezhou focuses more on cultivating realm techniques, but given the difficulty in advancing realm techniques, he doesn't mind changing his approach to improve his overall strength.
For Zhang Xuezhou, his constant travels made it difficult to immerse himself in deep thought, and he entrusted all his intellectual deductions to others.
For example, he was waiting for Ren Anran, Zhang Manqian and others to advance the path after reaching the Divine Ability Realm, and Zhang Xuezhou was waiting for the Elderly Mansion and Ren Yisheng and others to advance the Mental Strengthening. Zhang Xuezhou also hoped to get some guidance from the Emperor.
Zhang Xuezhou himself found it difficult to organize, summarize, and innovate on the vast amount of data, but Zhang Xuezhou would do everything in his power to continuously filter and collect all suitable content and bring it to Ren Anran and others.
This is a division of labor and cooperation, so that Zhang Xuezhou won't become an ox who has to do everything himself, and it also allows the many people around him to give full play to their respective strengths.
"Okay, I'm coming right now!"
Upon hearing Ren Yisheng's voice through the communicator, Zhang Xuezhou immediately abandoned his plan to enter Luo Yan's imperial tomb at night.
He casually closed the door and quickly went downstairs.
"We need to buy an aircraft!"
Driving his family car, Zhang Xuezhou felt that the speed was still insufficient.
Although Zhang Xuezhou is skilled at flying, having an additional aircraft would be more convenient, much like his gun license. It allows him to use firearms not all the time, but the convenience of having one is obviously different from not having one.
Zhang Xuezhou took out his communicator and sent some relevant information to Wang Haoran.
For them, they are basically qualified to purchase aircraft; all that remains is to go through the procedures and pay the fees.
"An Ran actually injected two doses of the Heavenly God General. This is far too risky. Her hand bones and meridians were only reattached through surgery, making them inconvenient to use and hindering her spellcasting!"
In Ren Yisheng's correspondence, Ren Yisheng subtly mentioned that Ren Anran had been injected with the Heavenly God General's potion and hoped that Zhang Xuezhou could go to the injection site.
For Ren Yisheng to recount it in this way, it must be because the negative effects of Ren Anran's injection were difficult to control.
Zhang Xuezhou took a deep breath and drove the car at top speed.
He even managed to catch some of the guests' vehicles after the inauguration ceremony.
But by the time Zhang Xuezhou arrived at the Jishi Medical Center in Academy District, nearly three hours had already passed.
"An Ran was in excruciating pain from the first injection. Wuyang and I used our combined Taiqing Supreme Purity True Technique to alleviate her pain a little. We then used our own Taiqing Supreme Purity True Technique to suppress the pain. But after the second injection, An Ran is like this!"
In Ren Yisheng's residence, thick stacks of documents were piled up like small mountains.
Various drafts and syntheses were scattered around, making the place appear extremely messy.
At this moment, Ren Anran stood by the window, her face still contorted with pain, but Ren Anran eyes were fixed on the glass in the window.
Ren Yisheng pointed at Ren Anran, then looked at Zhang Xuezhou.
The pain caused by the Heavenly God General was terrible, but Ren Yisheng felt that what was even more terrifying was Ren Anran's current state of not uttering a sound.
He harbored a deep worry, fearing that Ren Anran not be able to withstand the effects of the drug and would collapse and die like the Heavenly God General of the Luofu era.
"My sister is too impatient. She wants to experience Chapter Six of the Mental Strengthening Chapter herself before checking if there are any revisions to Dad's Chapter Seven, thus increasing her chances of success," Ren Wuyang said, frowning.
"Have you been looking at the glass for three hours?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.
"It's been four hours and thirty-five minutes," Ren Yisheng sighed. "This is no longer within the normal timeframe for mental cultivation. An Ran very likely in trouble!"
Things might not be as bad as they seem!
Zhang Xuezhou watched for a while, then observed Ren Anran's glazed eyes.
He touched his still warm palm, realizing that Ren Anran's spirit had already left her physical body.
"It's possible that An Ran had difficulty controlling herself and transformed her divine soul into a yang spirit that left her body, but at this moment the yang spirit has not returned to her body," Zhang Xuezhou said.
"If it were a Yang Soul traveling, she shouldn't have been traveling for so long," Ren Yisheng said. "The Yang Soul avoids pain by leaving the body, but it also loses the power to control it. She shouldn't have given up halfway!"
"Wait a minute, wait a little longer!"
Ren Yisheng was very patient and had been waiting for several hours.
Even after Zhang Xuezhou arrived, Zhang Xuezhou suggestion remained the same: wait.
This silenced the two of them, leaving only Ren Wuyang looking anxious, pacing back and forth in the room.
When will the Yang Soul return?
Nearly half an hour passed before Ren Yisheng finally couldn't help but ask a question.
"The length of time in the Heaven and Earth is not measured by reality; what is a moment for An Ran may feel like a very long time to us!"
Zhang Xuezhou looked at the still messy calculation paper on the ground and felt that Ren Anran's spiritual power influencing reality was only slightly inferior to Ren Yisheng's back then, and was also quite close to his own.
Ren Anran's spirit has indeed undergone a transformation and is moving towards Chapter Six.
However, after the second dose of the Heavenly God General's Elixir was injected, Ren Anran's soul separated from her body and could not be pushed forward again.
The path of spiritual practice has taken a turn for the better here.
Zhang Xuezhou looked at the glass; outside was the thick darkness of night.
He was traveling towards Western Kunlun in another world, while in reality, Ren Anran, seemingly guided by the Emperor, was also heading towards the Unseen unknowable Western Kunlun.