My Ironclad System is ahead of schedule.

Ren had no idea that Ji Yuan had only been learning swordsmanship for less than half a year.

He closed his eyes and began to rest.

Yanqing stared intently at him from the other side of the Star Chariot.

The stalemate continued.

Ren closed his eyes to rest, ignoring the two people.

Their goals are different, so they should avoid fighting if possible.

"The flying sword that young man is holding is quite interesting. This design doesn't seem like the kind of design that the Immortal Ship Association would make now."

Because of his previous identity, he was quite familiar with the craftsmanship of the Immortal Ship Construction Bureau. The flying sword in Ji Yuan's hand was undoubtedly made by the Immortal Ship, but it seemed to have been further developed, making it much stronger than the ordinary flying swords of the Immortal Ship.

This has been modified, but I wonder who did it. If it were me back then, I would definitely have a good talk with them.

Unfortunately, things are completely different now.

Blade thought to himself.

As he was thinking this, he noticed that Ji Yuan was staring at him.

His eyes held a searching look.

It seems as if they are treating themselves as objects to be dissected.

Ha, interesting.

This guy's attire suggests he's a researcher, and his swordsmanship is passable, but I wonder about his skill level.

"Are you looking at me like that because you have something on your mind?"

He asked Ji Yuan.

"I want to take off one of your arms for research."

With such strong immortality, it would be of considerable value if used for research or other purposes.

Not to mention his identity, you might even get something better from him.

Upon hearing Ji Yuan's words, Yan Qing instantly drew his longsword.

Are we still going to fight?!

Indeed, this is the right way of things.

Ren had no intention of making a move; he glanced at Ji Yuan.

"Giving you my arm isn't a problem, but why should I give it to you?"

Ji Yuan said directly to him, "I have a technique to suppress the demonic body. I wonder if you want it."

Yanqing looked at Ji Yuan with a puzzled expression.

Brother, should we tell the enemy about your newly developed spell?

Ji Yuan gave him a look that said, "It's nothing."

This technique definitely needs to be spread. Since it's been passed on to so many people on the Immortal Ship, it'll inevitably get out sooner or later. Rather than having it pirated later, it's better to gain some benefits for myself before others find out.

Anyway, this is just a technique for organizing, adjusting, and storing memories. Ordinary people don't have that many memories. Those who believe in the Star God of Memory will have better methods. Those who need this technique are the immortal race.

"You have such methods?" Ren was not very convinced.

However, he still picked up the longsword and slashed it down on his own arm.

An arm fell, and he threw it at Ji Yuan.

"Come, let me see what your magic is like."

His goal had always been to seek death. If Ji Yuan could actually figure out a way to deal with him after obtaining his arm, that would be perfect. However, Ren never felt that this would be of any use.

After taking the arm, Ji Yuan quickly took out a bunch of professional instruments to store it.

Looking at these professional utensils and the preservation methods, Ren realized that Ji Yuan's techniques in this regard were not like those of Luo Fu.

"Who taught you these skills?"

he asked.

“Nguyen Mai, my teacher is Nguyen Mai.”

"Nguyen Mai from the Genius Club?" Ren asked seriously.

"It's that Nguyen Mai."

Ji Yuan nodded in agreement.

Upon hearing this, Ren felt a glimmer of anticipation.

Perhaps we can research something that, even if it only grants us a moment of death or a little more peace, would be good.

"Where is your phone? I'll transfer the spell to you."

It's like using Bluetooth on a mobile phone to transfer files.

Blade nodded.

Then he took out his phone and clumsily began to operate it.

Watching his actions, Ji Yuan couldn't help but wonder, "Why do I feel like you're not familiar with your phone?"

In today's society, it's understandable to not be familiar with your wife, but it's really strange to not be familiar with your phone.

Ren's expression froze upon hearing Ji Yuan's words.

The phone was theoretically his, but in practice he rarely used it. If he hadn't come to the Luofu Immortal Ship to carry out Elio's script alone, he wouldn't have bothered to pick it up.

Ji Yuan didn't ask any further questions, and took out a spare device to transmit the spell.

After the file was transferred, Ji Yuan casually destroyed the backup machine.

Having exploited Changchang twice, he can now be said to have some wealth.

Ren took the spell and studied it briefly.

Then, he stood up, walked to the starship, and opened the hatch again.

"I've reached my destination. See you next time."

"The next time we meet will be in the Prison of Darkness."

Yanqing, still looking defiant, said to Ren.

"If you can."

Ren said it casually, and then jumped down.

After he left, Ji Yuan immediately looked at Yan Qing.

"Yanqing, report to the Cloud Cavalry."

"Ah."

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Yanqing nodded earnestly.

After reporting to the Yunqi Army, Ji Yuan also shared his thoughts with Yan Qing.

"Yanqing, this technique will spread sooner or later. Rather than spreading it in the future, we might as well use it to exchange for something now. As for Ren's situation, we should stabilize him first, and then notify the general when we see where he went down, so that he can come and investigate that guy's purpose and capture him."

After hearing Ji Yuan's explanation, Yan Qing nodded in understanding.

"Okay, I understand. Let's go to the Chiming tribe first. As for the blade, the Cloud Cavalry will definitely capture him."

However, deep down, he still felt resentful about his lack of combat strength.

I'm still not strong enough. If I were strong enough, I could have just grabbed the blade. Brother Ji Yuan could easily have used his arm for experiments, or even sliced ​​it up. Afterwards, I could still escort him to the Dark Prison, and the General would definitely praise me.

Yanqing made up her mind that she must not perform so poorly when she encounters the enemy next time.

The starship continued its journey towards the settlement of the Vidyadharas.

……

The blade crashed to the ground, creating a large crater around the person.

However, he immediately got up.

Falling from a height of several hundred meters would not even cause him any harm now.

After stretching his body, Ren began to feel waves of irritability rising within him, and painful memories of the past began to flood his mind.

Is this the demonic possession about to manifest?

With that thought in mind, Ren opened his phone and picked up the cultivation manual that Ji Yuan had given him.

"Hopefully these will be helpful."

He thought in his mind.

Because of his immortal body, he was exceptionally bold. He dared to use the blade if Ji Yuanding gave it to him.

Back when he was on the Immortal Ship, he had seen members of the Ten Kings Division before. He also had some understanding of the Immortal Ship's magic. Following Ji Yuan's instructions, the blade began to be used.

Calm your mind and focus your energy into your memories using magic.

Once the energy entered the memory, the blade began to adjust and organize it. Some painful memories surfaced, and the energy mobilized by the spell instantly formed a barrier, encircling these memories.

Gradually, all the painful memories in my mind were cut into pieces, then compressed and sent deep into my mind.

This is completely different from the Word of Power that Kafka gave him.

The painful memories and frantic emotions in your mind are like a pile of garbage scattered haphazardly in a room; it's bound to be very unpleasant to look at.

Kafka's approach was like giving Blade a game console to play, telling him not to look at the trash in the room. As long as you can't see it and don't think about it, everything will be fine. But even a fleeting glance still made Blade feel incredibly uncomfortable.

Ji Yuan's approach was to pack all the trash in the room into balls, categorize them, and pile them up inside. He then sprayed some perfume to mask the smell of the trash. Although the trash wasn't thrown out, at least it didn't look so unpleasant.

As Ren used Ji Yuan's magic, he felt his condition gradually stabilizing.

He slowly opened his eyes, feeling incredibly comfortable.

"This feeling, apart from the brief moment of peace when I was killed, was the best I ever felt."

"That's what Ren said."