Monts later, Chen Yan touched his head and took a few deep breaths before regaining his composure.
Calm down!
First, co up with a good plan!
Fortunately, the jar containing the Divine Tree Juice will take several months to fill up, so I still have plenty of ti.
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For the next ten days or so, Chen Yan did not go to the Domain Realm. Instead, he stayed ho, diligently crafting talisman papers using the Sealing Spirit Technique.
Particularly, the spells given by the little girl, which were the strongest in frontal combat, were produced in dozens.
Among them, the Ten Thousand Sword Talisman was the most challenging. After spending several boxes of talisman papers without considering the cost, he finally made more than ten.
Each day, he also made sure to spend a few hours continuing his practice—without enough materials from the strange tree to complete the Spirit Gathering Array, he temporarily abandoned the qi manipulation steps.
Without the Spirit Gathering Array, the concentration of primordial qi in the villa plumted, reducing the speed of cultivating qi by over tenfold compared to before. Under such conditions, cultivation was not cost-effective.
Instead, Chen Yan focused his main energy on sharpening his Primordial Spirit, gradually stimulating it with Evil Qi.
The agony of each "blade sharpening" session beca sothing he gradually got used to, to the point where he even found so pleasure in it.
(Damn it, I’m not an M!!)
Ten days later, Chen Yan finally went out.
This ti, he told no one, didn’t even bring any luggage, and only carried the Storage Jade Pendant from the Inspection Bureau, leaving ho in the middle of the night.
Three days later, in the dead of night, Chen Yan, covered in dust, reappeared at his doorstep. After returning ho, he imdiately rushed into his room and stood under the shower in the bathroom for a long ti.
Even after washing several tis and changing into clean clothes, standing in front of the mirror, Chen Yan could still feel a sharp Evil Qi emanating from him!
He returned to his room, sat on the bed, and took out his phone to search the news online.
It took a long ti before he saw an inconspicuous news story on a news app.
A small Southeast Asian country constantly at war on the Dragon Country’s border had so anti-governnt forces destroyed, and the governnt army reclaid lost territory, etc...
After squinting and reading the news twice, Chen Yan sighed softly.
He didn’t know whether his actions were sins or rits.
The destroyed anti-governnt forces were entrenched in the border area and had set up so enclaves—a contributing factor to the increasingly severe x-fraud cases in the Dragon Country over the years, which gradually evolved into inducent and abduction of people—were responsible for these incidents.
Many surrounding countries suffered from them as well.
Chen Yan’s silent departure over these three days was to that place.
The head of an anti-governnt force was annihilated overnight, their arms depot exploded, leaving countless dead and injured, leading to surrounding upheaval, and the governnt army took advantage to advance...
Chen Yan, however, had silently returned to Jinling Prefecture.
And there was now an extra batch of firearms in the Storage Jade Pendant.
Reflecting on his past approaches, Chen Yan couldn’t help but mock his forr self.
Why bother asking Chu Keqing to find connections to purchase firearms abroad?
Being from the Dragon Country, he would adhere to so personal principles when acting dostically.
But in other countries, especially those ravaged by conflict, he could act completely uninhibited.
Want firearms? Just go and take them!
In this world, unless cultivators intervene, who could stop him?
After sleeping at ho for a day and a night, Chen Yan finally regained his energy.
Then, he locked himself at ho, read and wrote, spent his days reading the "Nanhua Scripture," calming his ntal Realm, and neutralizing the Evil Qi in him.
Three days later, Chen Yan felt his ntal Realm had returned to tranquility. Standing before the mirror, he saw himself as that gentle person from the past.
Though, occasionally, his eyes would inadvertently reveal a trace of sharpness.
Overall, he had managed to subdue the Evil Qi.
Chen Yan once again took out his phone and extravagantly purchased all sorts of outdoor survival gear online. After searching for so information, he packed so luggage, grabbed his passport, and set out again.
This ti, his target was a shooting club.
The so-called live-fire shooting clubs in Dragon Country actually used low-power ammunition, and they were quite expensive.
But for Chen Yan, these details were irrelevant.
Because his target this ti wasn’t the dostic shooting clubs, but rather...
Mao Country!
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After the major upheaval several decades ago, the forr Great Mao split into dozens of small countries, with only the present-day Mao Country barely inheriting the legacy of Great Mao.
And many sses remained, especially the decades-long military corruption and economic stagnation that left Mao Country’s arms severely depleted.
In fact, it was no longer a secret.
Chen Yan’s journey brought him to a city in the eastern part of Mao Country.
A hunting club said to have so clout.
Though called hunting, it was essentially live-fire shooting training combined with forest military travel.
AKs were just toys, Barretts were rely entry-level.
As long as you had the money, you could drive so-called "decommissioned" tanks through the forest chasing bears!
After a burst of intense gunfire, the Gatling gun’s barrel gradually ca to a stop.
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