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"Look at all these Psycho Weapons! If I had one back then, I wouldn't have been bullied by those bad guys!"
Zero Sakura gazed at the various Psycho Weapons displayed in the supermarket, her face filled with joy. However, she quickly smiled and added, "What a pity! My monthly salary is just over two thousand. I really can't bear to spend an entire month's salary on this!"
Wen Yi and Ma Jingjie immediately understood her sentiment and eagerly chimed in, "Since we need to buy some weapons and equipment too, why don't we get you one as a gift?"
Zero Sakura's expression shifted between surprise and delight, but she firmly refused, saying, "No way! I absolutely won't accept anything from you! This is non-negotiable. I will not accept gifts from men unless it's from someone I like; that's the only exception!"
Ma Jingjie was defeated by Zero Sakura's resolute tone and immediately wore a gloomy expression, unsure of how to respond. Wen Yi, however, used his eloquence to persuade her, "Zero Sakura, your stance is admirable. Besides, those who want to give gifts to girls often have ulterior motives. But how did you get involved with those people? You mentioned earlier that you didn't know why. We can't always be around to protect you. If something happens, it could lead to lifelong regret. How about this? I really like these weapons; once I buy them, I'll lend you one to use. After you get home, just mail it back to me. How does that sound? Here’s my address! And please leave your address and phone number too!"
Wen Yi's persuasive words moved Zero Sakura deeply, and she soon accepted his suggestion.
However, Zero Sakura's knowledge of various Psycho Weapons far surpassed Wen Yi's.
She explained to the blindly selecting Wen Yi, "Most of the internationally popular weapons are replicated domestically now. Especially the Psycho Gun; the four major manufacturers here—Sima, Double Eagle, well, Yellow River—can basically replicate the capabilities of the Demon Hunting Team's models. Among them, the Yellow River's 290 series is currently the most powerful shotgun in the country. It's said to have an effective range of five hundred meters and can penetrate five layers of concrete walls in succession with tremendous lethality. However, such great power comes with rough quality; generally speaking, the Spiritual Energy Firearms from Yellow River's 290 series can’t be used many times before they break down—especially in intense battles where they are more prone to damage. For now, Double Eagle's M47 shotgun series and Sima's P799 shotgun series are considered powerful while ensuring quality. As for handguns, domestic manufacturers produce very few, and their power doesn't match that of those made by the Demon Hunting Team."
In modern spiritual combat, mobility is crucial. Whether it's Eastern Immortal Path or Western Magic, agility is highly demanded. Therefore, single-shot shotguns and handguns are more popular than Psycho Guns. Although many prefer sniper rifles for their longer shooting range, high-precision shooting requires stable handling. In fast-paced combat situations, there's hardly any time for aiming. Moreover, if one can maintain a distance of several kilometers away from their opponent, there’s no need for a fight at all; Take Off Running ensures that opponents cannot catch up.
As for heavy submachine guns or high-powered machine guns, they are only useful against significantly weaker opponents when posing or showing off. In special circumstances, portable artillery designed for combat becomes a weapon against skilled adversaries; firearms lacking shooting precision and accuracy are not very useful in personal combat situations. After all, battles between practitioners and monsters rarely escalate into full-scale wars; they usually consist of individual combat among a few people.
Additionally, the flexibility of carrying weapons is also key to determining combat outcomes.
Although Wen Yi had some knowledge of military matters as an enthusiast level at most, he clearly lacked the depth of understanding that Zero Sakura possessed. Under Zero Sakura's guidance, Wen Yi compared his combat style and chose four domestically produced shotguns: including a new bullpup version of Yellow River's 290 series, a combat version from Double Eagle, and two enhanced versions from Sima. For handguns, he purchased seven Palm Thunder models suitable for close-range gunfights; among large handguns, his Vampire's Kiss was already a top-tier firearm. The selection here was nowhere near Oren Vikin's collection. The last time he visited, he had already purchased quite a bit; this time he was merely browsing for a few new items.
Ma Jingjie watched as Wen Yi and Zero Sakura grew increasingly close and felt quite uncomfortable; not wanting to be a third wheel, he quietly wandered off to pass the time aimlessly.
At that moment, a promotional booth attendant spotted Ma Jingjie and enthusiastically pitched her sales: "Sir! You look like an expert! You must be very interested in our latest weapon storage options! Compared to Cosmic Backpacks, our weapon storage units are rings or watches or pendant necklaces—very convenient for carrying around! The internal space is quite ample too—generally over one cubic meter! Why don’t you try it out?"
Ma Jingjie casually picked up a ring without asking about the price and placed it in his shopping cart. His lackluster demeanor made even the sales attendant hesitant to say much; after he walked away, she whispered to her colleague: "That boy just now was quite strange—he took our most expensive mini weapon storage unit! That version is fully stocked with what’s said to be sixty-five classic firearms of various lengths along with exquisite swords and knives. The price exceeds two hundred thousand; I wonder if he can actually afford it? This model has only been released in ten pieces domestically!"
While Wen Yi and Ma Jingjie were extravagantly spending money, Fang Lin Kong was also researching how to create his own weapon storage unit for keeping supplies. He never considered buying a ready-made one but instead wanted to personally modify an existing artifact.
The artifact he chose was the Ten Thousand Methods Magic Jar!
Fang Lin Kong conjured a patch of white cloud to prevent others from noticing him. To be honest, he had always been very interested in the precious artifact known as the Demon Gate, but he had never had the opportunity to study it. After meeting with Green Brow and Ghost Ancestor Xu Huan today, Fang Lin Kong suddenly thought about using his somewhat unrefined artifact refining skills to reforge this treasure.
The art of artifact refining is ever-changing, but fundamentally revolves around purifying the energy of impurities, which is essentially the furnace fire. It also involves the methods and levels of embedding seals and charms, which are the goals of refining. Beyond these two points, other aspects such as resonance with heaven and earth, timing, capacity, and maintaining a focused mind are all profound and ineffable concepts that cannot be easily articulated. Refining artifacts is also a form of cultivation; for example, a certain senior cultivator, during intense meditation, suddenly transcended fate and roamed the vast void, thereby comprehending subtle techniques unseen by predecessors and establishing a unique path of cultivation. Artifact refining is similar; perhaps it initially aims to create a weapon for slaughter, but if one can connect with the artifact during the refining process and even break through barriers to draw in extraordinary energies from beyond this realm, there exists a great possibility of forging an unparalleled treasure that no one could replicate throughout history.
The material of the Ten Thousand Methods Magic Jar was already refined to an extraordinary degree. Although Fang Lin Kong possessed the power of demonic lightning and the Azure Fire Divine Flame—capable of producing extremely pure energy—even the Black Flame from the True Flame Sect could be controlled effortlessly by him; however, he found himself unable to utilize any of it here.
As for his knowledge of seals and charms, Fang Lin Kong's level was quite average. The only thing he could rely on was his understanding of space. Within the infinite ocean of wisdom from the Divine Beast White Dragon and Ancient God Chaos, Fang Lin Kong had organized his unique insights into what he called the Spatial Seven Laws.
Having comprehended the Spatial Seven Laws allowed Fang Lin Kong to create a space unique to himself. However, due to insufficient power, he could not guarantee the stability of this original space nor perfectly control it to establish his own foundational laws.
Thus, when Fang Lin Kong attempted to create a storage-type artifact, he could at most achieve a level comparable to his Black Wood Ring. The space might be slightly larger but lacked safety. Not only could it be shattered by powerful forces, but it could also be easily accessed by someone at the cultivation level of Kyo Kusanagi who might take any treasures hidden within.
Fang Lin Kong opened the Light Boundary of the Great Freedom Heaven Realm Seven Treasures Banner as a defensive array. He condensed his spiritual consciousness into a fine thread and probed into the interior of the Ten Thousand Methods Magic Jar, beginning to analyze its structure.
For an artifact like the Ten Thousand Methods Magic Jar, if it were in perfect condition, Fang Lin Kong's spiritual consciousness would have been completely devoured without a trace; it might even have absorbed his Yuan Shen in return. However, now that he extended his consciousness, he felt that this artifact was riddled with holes and cracks everywhere. The exterior of the Ten Thousand Methods Magic Jar appeared as a small wine vessel, yet its interior was vast beyond measure—perhaps not inferior to spaces on Earth.
Although Fang Lin Kong understood spatial laws, space and time were never simple matters. He could only cautiously explore at a slow pace.
His spiritual consciousness hovered cautiously at the entrance of the Ten Thousand Methods Magic Jar. Inside, there was an indescribable strange fluctuation. Only after thoroughly analyzing the residual energy properties within the Ten Thousand Methods Magic Jar did he muster enough resolve to break through.
Though spiritual consciousness lacks physical senses like ears or eyes, Fang Lin Kong was able to perceive more information than one could gather through sight or touch.
Inside the Ten Thousand Methods Magic Jar's space was indeed boundless and mysterious like the cosmic starry sky. Above were sun and moon rising together amidst stars that sparkled like colorful lanterns in the sky. Below lay mountains and rivers, hills and forests—a vast land with rolling mountains. However, both above and below were filled with swirling black gas clouds that moved slowly. Occasionally within these dark clouds were flashes of light that exhibited bizarre transformations—beautiful yet dangerous enough to deter any reckless actions. With Fang Lin Kong's abilities, he sensed that these densely packed black gas clouds were not true gas flows; based on energy reactions, they resembled spatial rifts but exhibited even stranger variations. They were remnants of broken arrays from within the Ten Thousand Methods Magic Jar still functioning in some capacity.
"Looks like this treasure is thoroughly broken!"
Not having entered with his true body allowed his exploration speed through spiritual consciousness to be limitless. In an instant, Fang Lin Kong had already toured around this internal world of the Ten Thousand Methods Magic Jar. Inside were traces of destruction everywhere; his spiritual consciousness encountered rifts in space stretching hundreds of miles across multiple times. Had it not been for his comprehension of Spatial Seven Laws, his consciousness would have been devoured long ago.
He had just placed the Blood God Banner into the Ten Thousand Methods Magic Jar where it unleashed its own power—extending high above like a towering structure suspended mid-air. Countless Vengeful Spirits surrounded this demonic banner with their wailing cries echoing through the skies.
Fang Lin Kong entered with his spiritual consciousness without utilizing any artifacts. From afar, he saw that at the top of the Blood God Banner coalesced a dense cloud resembling a mushroom cloud after a nuclear explosion; countless Ethereal Souls rolled within this cloud and naturally dared not approach it. Using his abilities, he attempted to fill in the torn gaps inside the Ten Thousand Methods Magic Jar. This task proved immensely arduous.
He was unaware how exactly the Ten Thousand Methods Magic Jar had been forged; thus he knew nothing about this void world within it. Although now thoroughly destroyed, it managed to maintain its spatial integrity without collapsing. How such a stable structure operated left Fang Lin Kong puzzled beyond comprehension.
Since he could not comprehend the essence of the Ten Thousand Methods Magic Jar, it was only natural that he had to repair it, which proved to be quite a task. With each crack he mended, he had to put in considerable effort and thought. Fang Lin Kong had already realized that the structure of the Ten Thousand Methods Magic Jar was incredibly complex, far more intricate than any treasure he had ever encountered.
He extended his hand and gently brushed over a fine crack, as delicate as a thread dipped in water, and it immediately vanished. The once fractured world gradually returned to its complete form.
Fang Lin Kong could not even say how much time he spent on this repair work; it deepened his understanding of the source of power. He could even faintly grasp the overwhelming might of this super treasure known as the Demon Gate from years past.
"If only I had such a treasure! I could first seize my enemy's weapon before confronting them—how exhilarating that would be! Unfortunately, this Ten Thousand Methods Magic Jar is beyond repair. Unless the predecessor who forged it comes back to refine it again, Old Fang here lacks that capability!"
Inside the Ten Thousand Methods Magic Jar, spanning over sixteen thousand miles, the area was equivalent to the combined landmass of Earth's seven continents, but without oceans as vast as those on Earth. There were only nineteen rivers and twenty-eight mountain ranges crisscrossing the entire continent, distinctly different from naturally formed landscapes.
After repairing all the cracks, Fang Lin Kong began reconstructing the spatial laws. The air was filled with countless black gas clusters—more than tens of thousands—and he truly did not know what they were, so he could only seal them all away.
It would be impossible for Fang Lin Kong not to be curious. Using spatial transfer techniques, he moved one black gas cluster next to the Blood God Banner and then watched as countless Ethereal Souls surged toward that mass of black.
To Fang Lin Kong's surprise, this black gas flow was surprisingly weak. After being bombarded by millions of Ethereal Souls from the Blood God Banner, it gradually faded away. When the most ferocious Twelve Blood Gods appeared on the Blood God Banner, they completely shattered the black gas flow used for experimentation.
"That thing was actually meant for this purpose! I’m going to strike it rich! Howl! Howl! Howl..."
Fang Lin Kong's hands trembled with excitement as he let out a roar akin to that of a battle beast!
(To be continued)
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