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Chapter 527: Fubao Shelí and the Blockade (Thank you, 'Newbie Village Village Chief Taipal' for the MVP donation)
Inside Taiqing Jing. Within the Illusory Realm of the side hall.
Ever since Zhang Pianpian’s Dao Seed had advanced to Level 2 of the Taiqing Fulu, a new Illusory Realm had emerged within Taiqing Jing—one that allowed Zhang Yu to simulate real-world environments. Though, with his Dao Heart, he could only replicate Foundation Establishment-level Spirit Artifacts and Spirit Armors, it was more than enough for his needs.
At this moment, the entire space was being reshaped under Zhang Yu’s control, gradually transforming into a laboratory—specifically, Ye Xingli’s laboratory.
Having spent nearly every day in Ye Xingli’s lab over the past months, Zhang Yu had become thoroughly familiar with its layout. Now, within the Illusory Realm, his simulation was astonishingly lifelike.
Still, many of the equipment pieces remained just empty shells—Zhang Yu had never used them himself, so he couldn’t know their functions, and thus couldn’t replicate them properly in the simulation.
Suddenly, a thunderous roar echoed in Zhang Yu’s mind as the Four White Bulls stirred. Instantly, he split into four distinct forms, each stepping toward a different experimental table.
Before him, a Spirit Artifact Design blueprint materialized in midair—depicting a device known as Fubao Shelí.
A commonly used Spirit Artifact among corporate employees, typically issued free of charge by companies. Once worn, it enabled full surveillance of the wearer’s communication with the Spirit World Network, continuously collecting internal bodily data. Should any violation of company rules be detected, the Fubao Shelí would immediately extract Martial Energy as a penalty, later distributing the collected energy as bonuses to the company at month’s end.
It was said that after implementing the Fubao Shelí, many companies saw significant increases in annual profits—even without a noticeable rise in sales.
As a product of Jinguang University, the Fubao Shelí had even won the Golden Prize in the Spirit Artifact Design Competition.
The blueprint Zhang Yu now studied, however, was far from the latest version. It was an outdated copy stored in the Great Library of Wanfa University—purchased by Zhang Yu for study purposes.
Rumors claimed the newest version had far more advanced capabilities, with its design diagrams classified as top corporate secrets.
Now, Zhang Yu’s four minds began studying different sections of the Fubao Shelí’s design diagram in parallel.
But his intent wasn’t to manufacture these devices for his own employees.
He sought to learn the underlying technologies.
The real-time monitoring of employee-Ling界 network communication contained cutting-edge Ling界 transmission and defense techniques—precisely the kind of knowledge that could be applied to enhance the Ling界 defense module of the Tian Ri Huang Shen. This would prevent enemy infiltration via the Ling界.
The continuous collection of internal bodily data involved advanced body-sensing technology and specialized Martial Energy detection—key components in the Tian Ri Huang Shen’s system for monitoring the entire puppet.
The forced extraction of Martial Energy as punishment utilized automated Martial Energy refinement technology—essential to the power system of the Tian Ri Huang Shen Prototype Machine.
If Zhang Yu could fully simulate this design using Taiqing Jing, and then train it to Level 20 with the Feather Scroll’s effects, he would naturally master all these technologies—greatly facilitating the refinement of the Tian Ri Huang Shen Prototype Machine.
“One Spirit Artifact at a time,” Zhang Yu thought, “I’ll eventually gain full command over every technology the Tian Ri Huang Shen requires.”
As he studied the blueprint, textbooks from the Alchemy Department kept popping up around him—after all, he hadn’t finished his course yet. Whenever he encountered something unclear in the design, he had to study it on his own.
But once he grasped even the basics, enough to complete a full refinement of the Fubao Shelí, he could repeat the process again and again, steadily increasing his Feather Scroll training count.
With each repetition, he’d forcibly elevate his Alchemy rank, mastering every detail of the knowledge and techniques involved.
The entire Taiqing Jing surged into motion, operating at 20x acceleration. With the Alchemy Genius blessing, Zhang Yu’s four minds worked furiously, absorbing everything before them.
After several hours, Zhang Yu felt he had fully internalized the design. He began crafting bone-like relics in the Illusory Realm—preparing to practice refining the Fubao Shelí.
In the days that followed, Zhang Yu dedicated himself entirely to learning, spending nearly every spare moment within Taiqing Jing.
…
On this particular day, when Zhang Yu returned to Ciji Zhenjun’s laboratory, he saw a circular, crystal-like object orbiting the Hua Shen Spirit Armor under Ciji Zhenjun’s control.
Zhang Yu tilted his head. “Teacher, what is that?”
Ciji Zhenjun smiled. “An experimental prototype. It’s not complete yet, but it seems to have already triggered the blood energy within the Hua Shen Spirit Armor.”
Having participated in numerous experiments, Zhang Yu knew Ciji Zhenjun had divided the progress of cracking the Hua Shen Spirit Armor into four stages: Free Control, Principle Decryption, Laboratory Manufacturing, and finally, Mass Production.
Within the Free Control stage, Ciji Zhenjun had set five targets: Martial Energy exchange, blood energy exchange, memory exchange, knowledge exchange, and cultivation exchange.
Each goal was harder than the last. The final one—cultivation exchange—required the armor to not only absorb another’s cultivation but also enhance it.
Previously, Ciji Zhenjun had achieved the Martial Energy exchange milestone. Now, it appeared he was nearing the blood energy exchange stage.
Zhang Yu said, “Congratulations, Teacher.”
Ciji Zhenjun replied calmly, “I owe much of this progress to your reminder. This prototype was designed to mimic your physical traits—specifically, a Yang Instrument Spirit Armor. It managed to fool the Hua Shen Spirit Armor into believing it was truly you.”
Zhang Yu’s gaze sharpened. He stared at the floating crystal orb, silently thinking: The teacher has successfully refined it… yet I still couldn’t replicate my Dao Seed. Could it be…?
Zhang Yu asked, “Is this Spirit Armor too low in rank?”
Ciji Zhenjun glanced at him, surprised. “Not bad. You’ve improved since switching departments.”
“It’s only at Level 11 now,” Zhang Yu said.
“Then we should keep raising its rank to complete the blood energy exchange?”
Ciji Zhenjun shook his head. “The design still has room for optimization. There’s no need to push the first prototype to such a high level.”
With that, Ciji Zhenjun grabbed Zhang Yu by the arm and pulled him close.
“Let me take a look—there are still improvements to be made.”
Feeling like a lab specimen being handled without consent, Zhang Yu forced a smile and played along.
Each time he reflected on the helplessness, he reminded himself: You must get rich. You must grow stronger.
Ciji Zhenjun said, “Good. Keep still. Don’t move.”
Zhang Yu replied, “As long as you’re satisfied, Teacher.”
Ciji Zhenjun added, “You’ve started working on the Tian Ri Huang Shen, haven’t you? Given your academic ranking, you should apply for a project loan from the school. Don’t forget.”
…
Outside, in the wild.
For once, Zhang Yu had ventured to the construction site, using the Tian Kunlun Shifting Mountain Divine Power to carry out construction work.
Just as he finished and prepared to leave, a familiar figure stepped into his path.
“Feng Yuhao?”
Zhang Yu’s eyes narrowed. The man before him was none other than Feng Yuhao from the Research Division.
It was Feng Yuhao who had previously proposed surveillance and lockdown measures against Zhang Yu, aiming to keep him confined to the campus—or even locked in a lab.
That attempt had been rejected by Ciji Zhenjun, along with Director Gao and Zhang Yu, in front of Wan Hua Shen Jun.
Zhang Yu knew Feng Yuhao had long clashed with Ciji Zhenjun. Seeing him now, he immediately raised his guard.
Feng Yuhao said coolly, “Zhang Yu, student.”
In an instant, the air shimmered with spiritual light. Chains materialized from nowhere, encircling the entire one-kilometer radius, sealing it completely.
Within this zone, Spirit Energy was nearly frozen—Zhang Yu couldn’t summon even a fraction. Even Ling界 communication had ceased. He was completely cut off from the Ling界.
Realizing even Disha Gravity was unresponsive, Zhang Yu had no choice but to land on the ground.
Zhang Yu frowned. “Teacher Feng, is there something you need?”
At the same time, he activated the Sun and Moon Connecting Bracelet the school had lent him, attempting to send a message to Ciji Zhenjun—but the transmission failed instantly.
He tried contacting others. All failed.
“The Sun and Moon Connecting Bracelet is down?” Zhang Yu thought. This device connected directly to the celestial bodies known as Xunri Cunwu and Changye Qiongque, establishing a direct link to the Ling界. It should never fail.
Could this be Feng Yuhao’s doing?
As if reading his thoughts, Feng Yuhao said calmly, “Don’t panic. I’m here with good news.”
“I heard Ciji Zhenjun successfully used biotechnology to create a Spirit Armor that mimics you—its signal has already connected with the Hua Shen Spirit Armor.”
“I’d like to purchase the key organ from your body—essential for laboratory management.”
He gave Zhang Yu no choice. It was a command.
Zhang Yu blinked. He must have heard about the progress… and now he’s trying to steal the lead.
Zhang Yu replied, “I’m not selling any part of my body.”
Feng Yuhao didn’t react. “You’re still only a third-year student. It’s natural you don’t understand all the lab’s policies.”
“As a technological achievement of Wanfa University, you technically fall under my jurisdiction.”
“I understand you have other commitments. I won’t detain you here. But for the sake of protecting laboratory assets, I expect you to voluntarily hand over the required organ.”
“This is my duty. I hope you’ll support the Research Division’s work.”
Zhang Yu immediately grasped the truth: This man wants to seize control of the lab by using my body as leverage.
He countered, “Ciji Zhenjun still needs me to refine the experimental Spirit Armor.”
At the same time, he tried activating the Heaven-Scanning Flying Sword, hoping to reach out to the outside world—only to find it unresponsive.
Gazing at the faint, shimmering chains weaving through the air, Zhang Yu realized: Feng Yuhao is at Foundation Establishment cultivation stage. The Spirit Artifact he deployed is suppressing the area—there’s no way I can break through.
What about Taiqing Jing?
Zhang Yu reached for his Spiritual Interface Mask and placed it on his head.
Feng Yuhao watched silently. “Don’t waste your time. This conversation is classified. I don’t want anyone else to know. You won’t reach anyone.”
(End of Chapter)
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