Chapter 85: Exploding Computational Power!
Half a month later, the southeastern coast.
Perhaps because the fighting at the Vast Sea City had been too brutal, fewer and fewer demonic beasts were launching surprise attacks on the southeastern coast.
Li Buqun had not seen a new spatial rift for several days now.
“Haa… Once I return to the sect this time, I’ll use my saved spirit stones to exchange for another Golden Core Supplement Pill. That should be about enough to condense my core.”
Li Buqun stood atop a reef, gazing out over the vast sea ahead as he muttered to himself.
Among the old guard who had left the Chaotian Sect, he was the only one still stuck at Foundation Establishment.
Even Old Huang and Ma Han had become Golden Cores.
Yet he remained stuck at the bottleneck of Foundation Establishment.
But Li Buqun was not discouraged in the slightest.
In truth, if Lu Qingyang had not personally helped him stabilize his Foundation Establishment years ago, he would not have even been able to break through.
For this, Li Buqun was already deeply grateful.
Thinking of Lu Qingyang, he could not help but turn and look toward the large tent on the elevated ground along the coast.
It has been half a month since the Sect Master last went berserk. Why has he still not come out of seclusion?
Li Buqun’s brows furrowed, worry showing in his eyes.
Ever since that sudden change half a month ago, all the puppets in the camp had fallen under manual control.
Every Director, including himself, held a formation disk to manage the puppets.
But without Jiangxin’s agile control, the combat power of these puppets had clearly weakened considerably compared to normal.
Even the Chaotian Sect’s disciples had begun suffering casualties.
In just half a month, no fewer than a hundred had been killed or wounded.
Though the Chaotian Sect had some reserves now, they could not sustain this in the long run.
“Director Li, what are you thinking about?”
At that moment, Ma Han walked over and clapped Li Buqun on the shoulder.
Seeing that it was Ma Han, Li Buqun did not dare act presumptuously and respectfully cupped his fists.
“Greetings, True Monarch Ma.”
“Junior Brother Li, why so formal? We are both old members of the Chaotian Sect. It was not easy for either of us to make it this far.”
Ma Han waved his hand, then his expression turned serious.
“How has your Law Enforcement Bureau been lately? What are the losses among disciples and puppets?”
Hearing this, Li Buqun’s face turned bitter.
“Reporting to Senior Brother Ma, the puppet losses have been extremely rapid these past days. One-fifth of the puppets have already been destroyed.”
“The disciples are actually fine. My Law Enforcement Bureau disciples are mainly responsible for supervising the battles, so the casualties have not been too severe.”
“The puppets have actually suffered this many losses!”
Ma Han’s eyes widened.
The puppets of various tiers allocated to the Law Enforcement Bureau numbered no fewer than a thousand. Two-fifths would already be over a hundred!
“Mm.”
Li Buqun nodded.
“I just wonder what happened to Lord Jiangxin.”
“Lord Jiangxin…”
Hearing this, Ma Han’s brows furrowed.
Clearly, he was extremely confused about Jiangxin’s departure.
And while the two were chatting, from the large tent by the distant coast, a soft “buzz” suddenly rang out.
Immediately after, everyone saw a purple radiance rise from the top of the tent!
This purple radiance spread outward from Lu Qingyang’s tent like a sound wave.
In an instant, it enveloped the entire coastline!
And beneath that purple radiance, the puppets that had been resting quietly suddenly opened their eyes!
“This is…”
Li Buqun was greatly shocked and immediately wanted to pull out his formation disk to verify.
But Ma Han stopped him.
“Don’t move! It—it seems to be Lord Jiangxin!”
“Lord Jiangxin has returned?”
Li Buqun froze for a moment, but then reacted almost instantly.
“Mm, I think it’s almost certainly him!”
Ma Han’s face was excited.
As the two were discussing—
“Buzz—buzz—buzz—”
One tremor after another suddenly rang out across the entire field!
At the same time, the nearly ten thousand puppets along the southeastern coast all raised their heads in unison.
A suffocating majesty abruptly burst forth, spreading in every direction!
“Whoosh whoosh whoosh!”
In the next instant, the nearly ten thousand puppets suddenly sprang into motion.
They arranged themselves neatly and shot into the air, now forming an arrowhead formation, now combining into a shield formation, now assembling into an encirclement formation.
And their movements and transformations were extremely smooth. Each puppet was like a precise component, not the slightest bit disordered, coordinating with even greater默契. It was a breathtaking sight.
“These… these puppets…”
Li Buqun was dumbfounded.
If he had only suspected before, the scene before his eyes was proof enough: Jiangxin had taken control of the puppets!
“Beep beep. Sect puppets have been taken over.”
“Currently controlling puppets: eleven thousand one hundred and eight. Among them, three thousand Tier-Four Puppets, Tier-Three Puppets…”
Inside the large tent, Jiangxin, covered entirely in flowing light, hovered in midair, reporting the status of the puppet control.
Looking at Jiangxin, whose tier had already reached the Seventh-Rank Spirit Tool, Lu Qingyang nodded in satisfaction.
“How much of your processing power is being used to control ten thousand puppets simultaneously?”
“Beep beep. Currently using less than ten percent.”
“Still that much left?”
“Yes, Master.”
“Not bad, not bad. It seems the Universe Umbrella was not destroyed unjustly.”
“Thank you for the praise, Master. Jiangxin will certainly not disappoint Master’s expectations.”
“Hm?”
Hearing Jiangxin’s final, rather humanlike response, Lu Qingyang was somewhat surprised.
He had not expected that as Jiangxin’s tier increased, its spirituality would also improve so much.
Fortunately, Jiangxin is my life-bound Spirit Treasure. Otherwise, I really would be a little uneasy.
Lu Qingyang thought to himself.
He did not want to witness some scenario in the cultivation world of intelligent puppets waging war against cultivators.
“By the way, with your current processing power, can you simultaneously remote-control the sect’s artifact-refining and pill-refining production lines?”
“Beep beep. Yes, Master. With my current processing power, I can simultaneously operate six pill-refining production lines and six artifact-refining production lines, with twenty percent processing power remaining.”
“Do you want to begin production now?”
“Begin. Produce some of each type of cultivation pill from the first to third tier. And puppets as well.”
“Received, Master!”
With Lu Qingyang’s command, Jiangxin immediately began operations.
A flash of spiritual light ran across its body.
Ten thousand li away, within the underground palace of Chaotian Peak on Tiangong Island, one precision cultivation-style production line after another came to life and began operating.
“BOOM…”
Accompanied by a tremendous roar, the puppets of various tiers responsible for production within the underground palace methodically prepared materials, transported finished products, and stored them away.
Wisps of spiritual smoke slowly drifted into the air through the cracks of the underground palace…
After this demonic calamity passes, the number of sect disciples will certainly rise sharply.
Having Jiangxin prepare some low-tier pills and Dharma Artifacts in advance for sect disciples to exchange for cultivation resources will save a lot of trouble.
Lu Qingyang’s thoughts churned. This refining of the Universe Umbrella was comparable to the only three major crises of his life!
The first was that Helian Haoren. Back then, if Yang Yu’s Chosen One Fate Pattern had not manifested, he would certainly have died.
The second was that Venerable Xuanji. As for the third, it was this Seventh-Rank Spirit Tool, the Universe Umbrella.
Now it seemed that in the future, I need to be even more careful when choosing items in the Simulation.
But fortunately, it was a close call without real danger. I have made it through this critical juncture.
Lu Qingyang secretly rejoiced.
He was about to summon Jun Moyan to ask if there had been any unusual movements among the demonic beasts recently.
But before he could send a voice transmission, Jun Moyan had already arrived outside his tent.
At the same time, he brought a piece of news that slightly surprised him.
“Sect Master, have you come out of seclusion? Someone from the Sect Management Council is here. They say they want to see you.”
“Someone from the Sect Management Council?”
Lu Qingyang was stunned…