Duan Tie shook his head,
"Iâm in the navy, a tech position, in the sonar division... uh, by the way, we wonât have to parachute, will we? Iâve never practiced that..."
Chen Xuantian waved it off,
"Donât worry, weâre all superhumans now, even if I throw you out directly, you wonât die."
"But Iâm afraid of pain..."
Duan Tie sighed, repeatedly sharpening the knife on his belt,
"I havenât killed anyone with my own hands yet here."
Chen Xuantian comforted him,
"Itâs just a chunk of meat, with some force itâll burst. If youâre really scared, just fire a couple of shots, the flying sword bullets will find their way on their own."
Duan Tie rolled his eyes at him,
"You adapted that fast? A dream is a dream, reality is reality. After so many years of quality education, you really have the heart to do it?"
Chen Xuantian shrugged,
"A dream, well, thereâs not much difference, is there? Plus, Iâve seen it throughâstrike first to gain the advantage, if youâre late, youâre doomed. In life, being a little soft-hearted doesnât work at all, you dig out your heart for others, and they still want to devour you.
Sigh, in this world, only the sword in your hand wonât betray you. Donât you think the same, that holding a sword is the only peace of mind?"
Duan Tie was silent for a moment, looking at the knife in his hand,
"Iâm different from you. I want a knife just to see my true face."
Chen Xuantian looked at him, then at the knife,
"But thatâs made of manganese steel, right? You need a chrome coating..."
"Iâm just making an analogy!"
Duan Tie shook his head, stopped bantering with Chen Xuantian, became serious, and cut the blade across his palm a few times, then used the blood to paint a talisman on the blade.
Chen Xuantian naturally noticed he was inscribing a talisman, so he didnât disturb him, just quietly observing from the side and learning secretly.
In those days, the Divine Lord of the Three Venerables was unrivaled, crushing all, establishing sects. If not for ascending too quickly, who knows if there would be other sects left in the Taiji Realm. The Divine Sect talisman technique he passed on was naturally of no inferior quality.
And it was clear that as a descendant of the Duan Family, Duan Tie didnât even regard the Blood Godâs Sonâs great method highly, perhaps having his own family secrets, at least having a unique comprehension in the Primordial Spirit Method, healing even those incurable brain injuries.
Moreover, the method of the Divine Sect could genuinely be used in this world. One magic spirit didnât work while the other did, which truly surpassed the Mystic Sect by far.
Sure enough, after some operations, Duan Tie coated his curved blade with his blood, forming a layer of red blade, which from a distance, truly looked like a mirror, neither gold nor liquid, like a layer of blood-colored mercury.
"Wow, awesome..."
Chen Xuantian applauded.
Duan Tie looked at the face reflected on the blade,
"So this is what I really look like..."
Then he suddenly frowned, angled the blade to reflect Chen Xuantianâs image, and then looked up to glare at his face,
"No! Why do you look different every time?!"
Chen Xuantian was stunned and leaned in for a look, surprisingly discovering that the reflection on the blood blade was not âTie Danâ, but indeed the features of âChen Xuantianâ.
"...Who knows."
Chen Xuantian shrugged, stroked his chin,
"After all, Iâm the more handsome one, see, thick eyebrows, big eyes, dignified, so radiant."
Duan Tie rolled his eyes at him,
"Be careful, if your Divine Soul and Taoist Body canât match and unify, the Primordial Spirit is prone to issues. Over there, they call it Divine Soul trauma, heart demons grow, Tao Body becomes uncontrollable. Here, we just call it schizophrenia, dissociative identity disorder.
Especially in your case, when the Tao Body is severely damaged, the different souls in the Divine Court, or subconscious personalities, will go crazy, competing for control of the main body. If not handled well, you might end up like Gou Qianâer."
"Heart demon, huh..."
Clearly, Duan Tie stood by his own understanding, trying to comprehend and speculate on the event of Gou Qianâer/Water Bear Monster, guessing that Gou Qianâerâs rampage was perhaps influenced by the âHeavenly Demon Personalityâ from their side."
However, Chen Xuantian didnât deny it, his speculation might have some truth, but this time the âtraumaâ and âloss of controlâ might not be on his side.
Tie Dan, this catastrophe might be dangerous for you...
With an attitude of treating a dead horse as if itâs alive, hoping to learn from the experienced, Chen Xuantian humbly sought knowledge.
"So, buddy, do you know Alchemy?"
Duan Tie, "...huh?"
"Just swallow a grain of pill to turn calamities into blessings, defy fate, resurrect on the spot, the kind that can heal great Divine Soul traumas. I have a friend who might need to take one."
Duan Tie gave him a look saying âdonât you say, that friend is youâ,
"The Alchemy Dao is vast and profound, time-consuming, labor-intensive, with a high threshold, I have no spare time for that."
"Sigh..."
Chen Xuantian was helpless.
Dan, itâs not that your brother is not helping you, itâs really thereâs no way to help...
Then Duan Tie said,
"Forget alchemy, so complicated. Iâll teach you a Primordial Spirit Secret Technique, just kill the heart demon."
"...Brother, come on, tell me in detail."