Mu Dan rarely showed humility:
"Professor Shen was actually looking to have a chat with you about your current strength.
"If possible, your super powerful alien soul could give her a cell sample. She might be able to give us so good feedback."
"No problem."
Wang Jixuan praised:
"In a certain sense, Professor Shen represents the pinnacle of human civilization’s research outcos. That Divine Domain project, it’s wicked and powerful."
As they spoke, Wang Jixuan followed the guidance of the lights and found the path to enter the inner part of the probe ship.
Mu Dan tily reminded:
"Sir, don’t you have any transformation spells? Sothing that can disguise your current appearance.
"There are many regular researchers inside the probe ship.
"Your current form could easily get stuck in so narrow passages."
Wang Jixuan shrugged, spun around twice, stardust traces flickered and his figure shrank to a normal size, but the three heads remained, only looking sowhat more agreeable.
"What now?" Wang Jixuan indicated he had done his best.
"Uh," Mu Dan’s voice was slightly hesitant, "I kind of have an idea."
Wang Jixuan clicked his tongue: "Don’t ss around. I also care about my image."
A few minutes later.
Master Wang maintained a centered, kindly Buddha figure, flanked by two black helts, striding coolly into the research vessel’s chamber.
Several young won exclaid, "So cool."
Wang Jixuan clasped his hands together, reciting "Amitabha Buddha" with a charming smile at the corners of his mouth.
Incredibly kind.
Shen Qionglin’s voice ca from around the corner ahead:
"Wow, the Great Pioneer’s Third Puppet always carries a bit of a sleazy vibe."
Wang Jixuan looked up to see Shen Qionglin still in her classic white lab coat, hands in pockets, leaning against the alloy bulkhead, her eyes full of intense curiosity and a thirst for knowledge.
The Daoist clasped his hands together and solemnly said, "Amitabha Buddha."
"Good, good," Shen Qionglin reciprocated with clasped hands, seriously said, "This way, Venerable Monk, let draw so blood from you, and maybe a bit of your flesh... Mu Dan said you agreed, no backing out!"
Wang Jixuan clicked his tongue: "It’s just a bit of blood, right? At most ten milliliters!"
"Three hundred milliliters!"
"You want to turn into a mummy?"
"Do you have any common sense, Great Pioneer? Three hundred milliliters is the normal blood donation volu! Did you know that Earth’s Golden Age featured a big beautiful country where people commonly sold blood and even used the money to treat friends to coffee!"
Wang Jixuan: ...
Selling blood to treat friends to coffee?
What kind of demon cultivator behavior is this.
"Fine, three hundred it is, but no more demands. I too have to maintain face!"
"Thank you," Shen Qionglin clicked her tongue, "Aren’t all my personnel and brain your personal property anyway? No need for formalities, this way, enjoy your pri spot at the blood drawing table."
Wang Jixuan watched Shen Qionglin with so curiosity.
Due to the Divine Domain project, Shen Qionglin retained her youthful appearance, and today, she seed particularly spirited.
"Did sothing good happen to you?"
Wang Jixuan asked as he sat upright in the chair.
"What good could happen in this lousy world," Shen Qionglin pursed her lips, "I just heard you recently ended a past relationship, and suddenly I had so thoughts, hormones dormant for years began to stir."
Wang Jixuan chuckled: "If you want to experience a sweet romance, you might as well find a normal guy."
"Just kidding. My hormone levels are still mostly normal. I’m happy because I’ve discovered a brand new experintal target. The energy reaction of this body of yours seems to have exceeded the capacity limit of the current plane, with spatial energies constantly surrounding you, repairing the spaces you break through."
Shen Qionglin calmly operated the equipnt, explaining as she did so:
"What could be more exciting for than a rare experintal sample?"
"That’s good then," Wang Jixuan sighed, with a touch of weariness in the eyes of the Buddha figure.
Wang Jixuan’s Foreign Soul Puppet’s black scales were hard to penetrate, but Shen Qionglin was prepared and handed a small magic artifact knife to Wang Jixuan.
"Do it yourself."
Master Wang: ....
Buddhist coarse language.
...
After the bloodletting and cutting, Wang Jixuan arrived at the conference room with a darkened face.
Shortly after, Shen Qionglin, dressed in casual wear, ca over and began introducing their exploration and research of this planet.
Following the deduction by Shen Qionglin and Mu Dan, they had roughly determined the ti and approximate location of the ruins’ entrance opening.
Mu Dan’s action plan was rather conservative—sending a squad of chanical Bodies to investigate first;
Wang Jixuan waved it off: "No worries, I’ll go in myself."
"That’s fine too," Mu Dan nodded hesitantly, "I didn’t bring too many chanical Bodies here."
"So it’s decided."
Master Wang stretched, all three heads swaying simultaneously, putting his legs up on the conference table, reclined and started snoring loudly.
"Keep updated on Elder Shao’s activities at any ti."
Mu Dan laughingly asked: "Is the officer bringing the Primordial Spirit along with the Foreign Soul Puppet out to deliberately avoid Elder Shao?"
"Yes, that’s part of the consideration."
Wang Jixuan said:
"Isn’t the Immortal Realm involving other big powers? The mixing of such powers is essentially a kind of political intrigue, sacrifices are commonplace."
Mu Dan sighed lightly: "When facing such high level forces, we are really quite passive."
"I wonder if this puppet of mine will have the chance to wander around the Immortal Realm soday."
Wang Jixuan remained optimistic:
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