The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World

Moments later, Wang Gangjian opened his eyes. His muscles had swelled considerably. His heart thumped powerfully like a massive water pump, circulating blood throughout his body. His arms had expanded beyond their previous size, the muscles rising like rocks, leaving no doubt about the strength surging within, enough to punch through iron.

Wang Gangjian, filled with joy, exclaimed excitedly, "Third-level! I've become a third-level Superhuman! Thank you, Immortal!"

Chu Xuan glanced at Tang Jinchuan. "Your turn."

"Yes." Without further hesitation, Tang Jinchuan immediately consumed the third-level Psionic core he held. He was luckier. Unlike Wang Gangjian, he didn't experience intense zombification, though his entire body was in excruciating pain as if countless demons were tearing him apart. Continuing this way would not fully absorb the Psionic core's energy and only waste it.

With a casual flick, Chu Xuan also dispersed the Psionic blockage for him, turning it into a gentle stream that flowed to its rightful place.

Moments later, Tang Jinchuan stood up again, unable to hide his excitement, "I am a second-level Superhuman now! Thank you for your gift, Immortal!"

Chu Xuan calmly said, "Show me your talents."

"Yes!" Wang Gangjian and Tang Jinchuan did not hesitate. They immediately activated their respective talents. Their talents were [Strong Arm] and [Fat Drain]. With the rise in their Psionic levels, their talents had also grown stronger.

After observing, Chu Xuan appeared thoughtful. His previous speculation was correct. Psionic was inferior to Spiritual Qi in many respects, and even more so compared to the refined essence of Spiritual Qi. However, in terms of vitality, Psionic could match Spiritual Qi.

Now, Wang Gangjian, merely a third-level superhuman, possessed tremendous strength, capable of killing a first-level Qi Refining cultivator in close combat. His vitality was comparable to a third-level Qi Refining cultivator.

Tang Jinchuan's talent was more versatile. He could extract fat and shape it into various forms for offense and defense, with special applications.

"Your current strength is barely adequate," Chu Xuan said nonchalantly. "Go back. You know what you should and shouldn't do."

"Yes!" The two nodded repeatedly and turned to leave, their hearts still surging with excitement. Upon returning to the Black Blade's headquarters, their smiles were so broad that the few surviving guards at the gate were utterly baffled.

Had Boss Wang and Boss Tang taken the wrong medicine? Why were they so joyously happy?

At this moment, Wang Yong had already returned by car. Upon seeing Wang Gangjian and Tang Jinchuan arrive, he and Song Dayi immediately approached them, eager for news.

Wang Yong, anxious, said, "Brother, the Ship Gang also suffered an attack by the mushrooman, with heavy casualties. They can't help us. Did you manage to enlist the Immortal's help? How did it go?"

Wang Gangjian and Tang Jinchuan could barely keep their smiles from reaching their ears. "Hahaha! You would never guess what happened." They proceeded to share every detail of their experience.

Wang Yong and Song Dayi were utterly astounded.

"No way! The mushrooman retreated?! Are we now under the Immortal's command?! And You're a third-level superhuman now?!"

Wang Yong and Song Dayi's eyes bulged in disbelief, struggling to accept what they were hearing.

"That's right, we are under the Immortal's command now," Wang Gangjian stated solemnly. "But the Immortal has high expectations for us; we cannot slack off. The crisis with the mushrooman has been resolved. There are only a few stray ones left wandering outside. Tell the brothers, there's no need to worry anymore," Tang Jinchuan added with a smile.

Wang Yong and Song Dayi were so overjoyed they nearly burst into tears, wishing they could embrace and cry together.

Great! The crisis being resolved is better than anything!

"Starting today, we at Black Blade need to adjust our strategy," Wang Gangjian declared earnestly. "Our primary task is to gather intelligence for the Immortal—on all major powers, supernatural beings... any information at all! To accomplish this primary task, we need to recruit more superhumans to join and strengthen Black Blade's force."

"Yes, we'll get on it right now," Wang Yong and the others nodded vigorously.

...

Chu Xuan was not particularly concerned with Black Blade's actions. His own formidable strength, the two third-level Psionic cores, and a one hundred percent advancement success rate were enough to ensure the absolute loyalty of Wang Gangjian and other Superhumans.

However, if the members of Black Blade proved inadequate for the tasks he assigned or their conduct did not meet his standards, it mattered little. He would simply replace them.

After all, this planet was not lacking in people. There were plenty who would aspire to act as his agents and gather intelligence for him.

Chu Xuan rode the flying sword to the Soul-Capturing Evil-Nurturing Array located in Two Dragons City. He sat cross-legged within the array, circulating the Blood Evil Demon Refining Scripture, drawing in the dense Yin Evil Qi.

Day by day, his cultivation level rose.

A year later, he advanced to the fifth level of Foundation Establishment. Two more years passed, and he entered the sixth level of Foundation Establishment.

During this time, Black Blade delivered copious amounts of intelligence, covering both large and small powers, as well as the whereabouts of supernatural beings.

Chu Xuan did not need to take action himself; dispatching the trio of corpses, Long, Hu, and Bao, sufficed. He simply needed to sit and cultivate within the array.

A continuous stream of Psionic cores was brought to him. The Psionic cores from supernatural animals were mostly non-attributive, with a small fraction being fish and thus possessing water attributes. No other attributes were present. However, the Psionic cores from supernatural plants were mostly of the wood attribute, which was good news for Chu Xuan.

Over the past year, he had acquired nearly twenty wood-attributed Psionic cores. Placed within the Hundred Woods Spirit Nurturing Array, these could create at least twenty wood-attributed spirit objects.

Furthermore, Chu Xuan realized that after breaking through two minor realms in one go, facing the seventh level of Foundation Establishment presented a significant hurdle.

The difference between the sixth and seventh levels, though seeming minor, marked a vast gap between the mid and late stages of Foundation Establishment. Many cultivators with lesser spiritual roots were stuck here, exhausting their lifespans without further progress.

"With my spiritual roots and some diligent effort, I should be able to break through to the seventh level of Foundation Establishment, but it will undoubtedly take much longer. Three years, four years, or even five years are all possible. But that would be too long."

Chu Xuan shook his head.

According to the flow of time in the Mystic Azure Realm and Blue Star, about three months had passed in the Mystic Azure Realm. The war between the Heavenly Seal Sect and the Wu Province sects should have moved past the meat grinder phase and be nearing its end.

He needed to quickly reach the late stage of the Foundation Establishment to take part in the spoils.

"I must refine the Evil Wood Spiritual Body as soon as possible."

Chu Xuan exhaled and ended his cultivation, steering the flying sword to the outside of the Hundred Woods Spirit Nurturing Array. He was eager to see if the wood-attributed spirit objects had matured.