Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone-Chapter 1246 - 569: Broken Cloud Desert

After half an hour of hard work, Master Wang looked at the new three to five-meter-class mecha walking back and forth on the Cloud Platform and showed a satisfied smile.

Mechas are essentially made just to look cool.

They don't conform to aerodynamic principles, creating significant air resistance when flying sideways; to maintain a humanoid shape, some ammunition and energy compartment positions had to be sacrificed.

One could say that aside from specific battlefields where mechas can be quite effective—like when Commander Fu Jian piloted a giant mecha against a Pillar Blade Beast—they're thoroughly outclassed in terms of cost-effectiveness and energy efficiency by cylindrical combat vehicles in the broad battlefields of space.

To these exceptionally talented third-generation disciples of the Sword God Palace, who are all at least Eighth Grade Heavenly Immortals, these mechas are more about style than practicality.

Even the latest model 'Spiritual Use' mechas developed under Mu Dan only provided a noticeable boost of spirit and power to Spirit Cultivators like Amina.

This enhancement effect is negligible to this group of Sword Cultivators.

Yet, the mechas' ability to carry nuclear bombs and their cool, science-fiction appearance still inspired great enthusiasm among these Sword Cultivators, especially the men.

After completing the introductory tutorials, they piloted the mechas around flying wildly. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

There are Sword Cultivators with exceptional comprehension, like Feng Zheng, who at this moment has already started using the mecha to wield a giant sword, attempting to execute some sword moves.

With a layer of mechanical separation, it is ultimately still difficult to achieve a state of Man and Sword Unity.

Wang Jixuan secretly broke into a sweat.

Finally, he managed to temporarily dismiss these gossiping Sword Cultivators.

'Hmm, I should find a chance to formally decline Senior Sister Bai Ning.'

'Wang Jixuan, oh Wang Jixuan, now the worms of the Heavenly Dao desire nothing more than to kill you. Anyone involved with you is bound to get into trouble.'

'Do not increase emotional attachments, cherish the present moment.'

Master Wang reinforced his Dao Heart, hid in a corner, and continued his meditation, examining his Mechanical Army.

Mu Dan reminded: "Boss, a large number of cultivators have appeared over there. Because news spread quickly and it's located centrally in the Immortal Realm, many Loose Cultivators and Small Sects have already rushed there."

"What's the specific number?"

"I estimate there are over four to five hundred thousand Loose Cultivators. There are numerous fighting instances on the desert's edge, and several temporary trade workshops have also appeared."

Mu Dan hummed softly:

"I confirmed the information several times and mobilized more satellites to monitor the area. I can confirm that the Red Snake is hiding in that Ancient Battlefield.

"The better scenario is she's already sneaked out quietly.

"Then we only need to release some information later to draw some attention, which might attract her over.

"The worse scenario is she's still hiding there and can't come out on her own. We'll have to prepare to level the area."

Wang Jixuan nodded: "Do not involve too many innocents."

Mu Dan countered: "Those driven by greed to come here seeking treasure shouldn't be considered innocents."

"That's not how it should be said."

Wang Jixuan sighed lightly, transmitted:

"Cultivators strive to become immortals, and immortals struggle for eternal life.

"As long as it's not about intentionally harming others' interests for one's gain, they shouldn't be labeled as bad people."

Mu Dan hummed quietly.

She silently adjusted her moral perspective to align with her master's.

"Alright then," Mu Dan said, "I'll modify the battle plan and focus on targeting the Feather God Palace and the Dark Sect, aiming to eliminate their effective combat forces."

"Understood."

Wang Jixuan replied softly and became slightly lost in thought while observing the situation inside the Second Base.

The future is unpredictable; adapt accordingly.

...

At the same moment on Earth, inside a building at the perimeter of the military base known as the 'Holy Tree.'

Painstakingly painted in silver-white, the skeletal robots awoke from the corner and slowly approached the sofa to take a seat, moving gracefully and smoothly, their electronic eyes flickering faintly.

The Residual Soul of the Three Realms Wanderer was currently attached to this Mechanical Body.

He was contemplating the 'orders' from the Immortal Realm.

Indeed, in the view of the Three Realms Wanderer, these were 'main body' commands towards an 'avatar.'

[Eliminate Ye Zi and continue preparing sniper combat forces against the mundane acolytes of the Dark Sect.]

"Alas."

The Three Realms Wanderer sighed.

He crossed his legs, pressed a few switches at his side, and the wall next to him slowly became transparent, with the ventilation system providing purified air.

If this mechanical body of his was clad in a simulation module, it would be almost indistinguishable from a real human.

But the Three Realms Wanderer refused this seemingly attractive proposal.

Mainly because he didn't want his handsome appearance and radiant personal charm to plunge more women into a state of intense infatuation.

Must he truly eliminate Ye Zi?

The Three Realms Wanderer found himself somewhat hesitant.

Ye Zi was initially a pawn to break free from his cage, a piece to escape suffering.

But later, Ye Zi became radical, stubborn, and killed too many innocents, his hands stained with blood... The Three Realms Wanderer himself must also bear some responsibility for these sins.

In fact, in a certain sense, he, who once aided the Yina Civilization in defeating other civilizations six hundred thousand years ago, had bloodstains on his hands and indirectly caused the deaths of innocents, far exceeding Ye Zi by thousands or even tens of thousands of times.

The Three Realms Wanderer believed that such a simple moral compass, based on personal feelings, did not apply to beings like them who transcended ordinary social systems.

Outside the window, a few leaves fluttered by.

This area had once again entered the autumn of the year.

The Three Realms Wanderer felt a bit irritable, for he knew from both emotional and realistic standpoints, he could not defy this command.