Pirated Immortals in the World of Spirit Weapons

Chapter 130 Analyzing the Super-Large Spiritual Artifact! Analyzing the Celestial Phenomena Daoist Canon!

Zhu Que stayed at the orphanage for a while before returning to the Spring and Summer Garbage Dump.

Seeing that it was still early, he cultivated at the Gate of Time until late at night, and then took the little ghost dragon to the Dawn Orphanage.

It was late at night.

The Morning Light Orphanage was shrouded in silence.

The lights in the main building and dormitory building were all off, with only a faint light shining from the window of the dean's office.

Zhu Que climbed over the side wall and brought Da Long to the artificial lake.

Under the cover of night, the lake was exceptionally tranquil.

"Da Long, dive down to the bottom of the lake and see if there are any black balls," Zhu Que said.

"Okay, big brother."

The dragon flashed and disappeared into the lake.

Finding the black ball is something Da Long is already very familiar with.

After a while.

Da Long emerged from the lake and said excitedly, "Big brother, there really is a black ball down there, right under the silt at the bottom of the lake, buried quite deep, about five meters deep."

"Please point me to the exact location."

Zhu Que leaped into the lake and, following the dragon's guidance, dived to the bottom.

"Big brother, the black ball is under this mud," Da Long said.

Zhu Que immediately used the Worldly Treasure Ring to lift up and remove the large area of ​​silt.

They dug and cleared the area layer by layer.

Finally, a hard, spherical object was unearthed five meters below the silt at the bottom of the lake.

Zhu Que reached out and touched it, and a progress indicator immediately appeared before his eyes: [Current parsing progress: 1.03002% — 1.06002% — 1.09002% —]

The parsing progress is skyrocketing!

Zhu Que was somewhat encouraged.

This was the second time he had touched a component of a super-large magical artifact.

The idea that "touching a black ball increases the analysis progress by 1%" has always been just his guess.

He is now completely certain.

This discovery also pointed him in the right direction. Once he had analyzed all one hundred black spheres, it would be equivalent to completely analyzing this mysterious, super-large magical artifact.

This is extremely important to him.

The reason he was trapped in Guangyang City and unable to leave was most likely related to the super-large spiritual artifact.

If he doesn't figure out this secret, he might not even know how he died one day.

While he was pondering this, the analysis progress continued to climb rapidly.

Finally, when the parsing progress reached 2%, it immediately returned to an incredibly slow speed.

Zhu Que removed his hand from the black ball.

The next moment, an extremely deep voice resounded from within the black sphere without warning: "All—actions—are—correct—"

The sound was very soft, but it resonated clearly in Zhu Que's consciousness, making the hairs on his body stand on end.

That sound again!

The last time he analyzed the black ball, he heard "fate ends here," which seemed to mean that he would be trapped in Guangyang City.

This time, the voice said, "All actions are correct."

Is there some other special meaning behind it?

Zhu Que didn't know the answer, but he had a strong premonition that the sounds coming from the black sphere must contain some profound meaning, related to the true function of the super-large spiritual artifact.

However, Zhu Que did not dwell on the matter at the bottom of the lake; he prepared to leave as soon as possible.

He was unsure whether the person or force that had set up the massive magical artifact would notice anything amiss when he touched the black sphere and his analysis progressed.

For safety's sake, it's best to evacuate as soon as possible.

Zhu Que used the Worldly Treasure Ring to manipulate the silt, filling back the excavated area and restoring it to its original state as much as possible.

He then prepared to surface and come ashore.

however.

Just as he was about to surface, lights suddenly came on on the shore, and footsteps approached.

Zhu Que immediately stopped surfacing.

Through the dim lake water, he could vaguely see a figure standing on the shore. The person was shining a flashlight on the lake.

Then "thump!"

The man threw something into the lake, creating a string of bubbles in the water.

Zhu Que held his breath, watching the thing slowly sink.

That is?

He was slightly taken aback.

The thing appeared to be a petite human figure.

After the people on the shore gradually left, Zhu Que dived back into the lake to check and discovered that it was actually the body of a child.

A seven or eight-year-old boy, dressed in orphanage clothes, with short hair, was no longer breathing.

Zhu Que examined the boy and found that he had no external injuries or signs of abuse.

It appears to have died of natural causes.

"strangeness----"

Zhu Que frowned slightly.

Logically, when a child in an orphanage dies of natural causes, the appropriate course of action is either burial or cremation.

They shouldn't have thrown it into the lake to dispose of it, right?

This doesn't make any sense at all.

Could it have been done secretly by one of the caregivers?

Or is it that—

What unspeakable secrets are hidden within this seemingly warm and harmonious orphanage?

Zhu Que frowned slightly.

Looking at the little boy's body, he felt a pang of pity, so he used the Worldly Treasure Ring to dig a deep pit at the bottom of the lake and buried the body in it.

He then surfaced and reached the shore.

"Big brother, why did that little kid die? He looked so young," Da Long asked curiously.

"I don't know either----"

Zhu Que looked at the orphanage building.

It is certain that this seemingly warm and harmonious orphanage is not as clean as it appears on the surface.

On the way back to the landfill.

Zhu Que called Xiao Cai. Although it was already past 1 a.m., Xiao Cai was still awake.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Xiao Cai asked curiously.

"We'll officially start working tomorrow," Zhu Que said.

"Huh? So fast?"

Xiao Cai said in a coquettish tone, "I've finally come back, and I want to spend a few more days with the headmistress."

"I have something urgent to attend to here."

Zhu Que said, "Also, the Morning Light Orphanage is too far from the Spring and Summer Garbage Dump. Why don't you just move to the garbage dump? Anyway..."

The landfill has many rooms, and they're just sitting empty anyway.

"Fine, what can I do? You're the boss."

Xiao Cai sighed and gave in.

Zhu Que smiled and casually remarked, "By the way, how many children are there in your orphanage? I'd like to do my part and donate some things to the children."

"Let me think about it—"

Xiao Cai thought for a moment and said, "I think it's 251. A new batch of kids just arrived a few days ago."

She was only halfway through her sentence.

Suddenly another voice came from the other end of the phone—it was Dean Su Wan's voice, correcting her: "No, it's 214. One child was adopted today."

"Oh, that makes 214 children," Xiao Cai said.

".——..."

Zhu Que narrowed his eyes slightly.

Adopted?

Could this adopted child be the little boy who was just thrown into the lake?

Moreover, these words came from Dean Su Wan's mouth.

If the little boy was indeed the "adopted" child, it means that Su Wan must have known about it, and it's even possible that she was the one who ordered the disposal of the body.

As for Xiao Cai...

Zhu Que was certain that she was completely unaware of it.

Given Xiao Cai's personality, if she knew about this kind of thing happening at the orphanage, she definitely wouldn't sit idly by.

Because he could tell that she genuinely liked those children and would never tolerate such behavior.

hang up the phone.

Zhu Que weighed the pros and cons of how to handle the matter.

Although he felt a pang of guilt, he couldn't do anything about it; he had neither the energy nor the authority.

He immediately thought of Su Zhen, took out his phone and contacted her, asking her to ask her colleagues in the police force to help investigate the Chenxi Orphanage.

Su Zhen readily agreed.

After returning to the junkyard, Zhu Que entered the Gate of Time and cultivated until the morning of the next day.

"Big brother, Sister Xiaocai is here."

Suddenly, the rabbit floated into the portal of time and said in a sweet voice.

"OK."

Zhu Que immediately ended his cultivation and met Xiao Cai in his office on the first floor.

She was carrying a backpack and a large suitcase in each hand.

"Let's find a room that you like. There are plenty of rooms in the junkyard. Right now, it's just the three of us."

"I'll stay here for a few days, and move out once I find a suitable place."

Xiao Cai said, "Living in a garbage dump for a long time could lead to physical deformities if I come into contact with corrosive pollution."

Zhu Que said, "It's not a big problem. As long as you don't come into contact with old and broken items for a long time, there won't be any impact."

"That won't do either," Xiao Cai insisted. "I can't risk my adorable face like that!"

"Fine, whatever you say."

Zhu Que did not continue to persuade her.

Then.

Xiao Cai found a clean, empty room.

Once everything was in place, Zhu Que called her to his office: "Now I'll assign you some work."

"Okay, boss, what do you want to say?"

Xiao Cai took out her notebook and pen.

"The first is cooperation with the government."

Zhu Que said, "We will supply twenty Thousand Soul Banners to the Heavenly Pivot Division every week. In exchange, the Heavenly Pivot Division will give us twenty second-tier spirit cores every week and three second-tier secret realm source hearts every month."

"The Celestial Pivot Division?" Xiao Cai asked, somewhat surprised.

"Yes, it's the Tian Shu Division."

"OMG!"

Xiao Cai gasped. "To think we could do business with the Tian Shu Division! I never even dared to dream of that before."

"Stay calm, it's just a normal transaction."

Zhu Que said, "Your job is to liaise with the Tian Shu Division, deliver the Thousand Soul Banner to them, and collect the spirit cores and secret realm source hearts."

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"Leave it to me, there won't be any problems!" Xiao Cai said solemnly.

"The second is the sale of other pirated magical artifacts."

Zhu Que said, "Find some high-profit, low-risk magical artifacts, and we'll counterfeit them and sell them."

"Okay, that's something I'm good at. I can give you a detailed market research report in about two or three days."

Xiao Cai quickly started writing in her notebook.

"Thirdly, help me find ways to access second-tier, third-tier, or even higher-tier spiritual artifacts."

Zhu Que said, "I am now a fourth-class citizen, and buying and handling spiritual artifacts is no longer illegal."

"If you can buy it, that would be best. If the price is too high or you can't buy it, renting it is also an option."

"Okay."

Xiao Cai took careful notes.

Zhu Que continued, "Fourth, continue to help me procure injection potions and second- and third-tier spirit cores."

"Fifth, help me understand the daily operations of the Weaponry Academy."

"I'll be going there to register in the next few days. I need to know about the school's course schedule, rules and regulations, credit system, and artifact storage."

"Okay, is there anything else?" Xiao Cai asked, looking up.

"Lastly, you need to help me handle any unexpected situations that arise as soon as possible."

"Of course, that's no problem. That's what assistants do."

"That's all for now. If anything new comes up, I'll talk to you about it separately," Zhu Que said.

"Understood!" Xiao Cai closed her notebook, brimming with energy. "Then I'll get to work now!"

Zhu Que returned to the void space of the Gate of Time.

With Xiao Cai by his side, he no longer needs to handle many trivial matters personally, allowing him to devote more time and energy to cultivation.

noon.

Zhu Que went to the Taiyan Group's Spiritual Artifact Research Institute.

He hadn't gone these past few days because he and Pei Feng had asked for leave, but now it was time for him to show his face.

Taiyan Group's Spiritual Artifact Research Institute.

Laboratory No. 009.

As soon as Zhu Que entered, he saw Pei Feng standing at the laboratory door.

He was wearing a dark gray suit and holding a tablet computer, looking at some data.

"Manager Pei," Zhu Que greeted him.

"You're here. How have you been doing these past few days?"

Pei Feng saw Zhu Que and asked with a smile.

"We're almost done with everything."

"That's good. Once you're done with your work, focus on your research. The board of directors is pushing you hard for the Celestial Phenomena Daoist Classic."

Pei Feng paused, his tone tinged with regret.

"However, if it weren't for the agreement reached between Tian Shu Si and you, we would definitely have gotten the Thousand Soul Banner."

"It's a real pity."

Zhu Que followed up on his words, saying, "If it's a collaboration with Taiyan Group, I'm sure you'll be much more generous than the government."

Pei Feng smiled but remained silent.

"Manager Pei, do you stand guard at the lab entrance every day?" Zhu Que asked curiously.

"The board of directors set a tight deadline, requiring me to be hands-on and constantly monitor the research progress."

Pei Feng shrugged and said.

"You really want to know?" Pei Feng asked playfully.

"—Never mind, it's better not to know."

Zhu Que realized he had talked a bit too much.

Pei Feng patted Zhu Que on the shoulder, his smile still on his face, but his eyes became deep.

"Zhu Que, you are a very smart person, otherwise Zhan Yunhe wouldn't have been so easily fooled by you."

"But I advise you not to make the mistake of a wise person."

"You might think that since the Tian Shu Division has reached a cooperation agreement with you and your master, and you have official protection, you can rest easy."

"However, if the Taiyan Group is determined to kill you, the Tian Shu Division cannot protect you."

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Zhu Que remained silent.

He would never make such a mistake, and he did not think that having official protection meant he could ignore the Taiyan Group.

"So, your only option to save your life is to make yourself as valuable as possible. Do you understand?"

"Pei Feng said."

"I see."

"You'd better really understand."

Pei Feng said calmly, "I made a promise to protect you, so don't let me down."

This statement came out.

Zhu Que looked at Pei Feng with some surprise.

Pei Feng said calmly, "Don't look at me like that. There's more than one person on the board of directors and among the group's senior management who wants to kill you."

"You destroyed the Black Lotus Guild and damaged their interests in Jinfeng Town."

"Among them, there is one person with a very special identity—Zhan Yunhe's cousin, Zhou Yuchang, who is also the wife of the group's president."

"What?!"

Zhu Que was stunned.

This was the first time he had heard this information.

It turns out Zhan Yunhe has this other connection!

"Without this connection, how could that good-for-nothing Zhan Yunhe do whatever he wants in Jinfeng Town?" Pei Feng chuckled.

"I see----"

Zhu Que quickly processed this information.

So try your best to make yourself valuable.

Pei Feng said calmly, "Whether you live or die is not up to the Tian Shu Division; it mainly depends on yourself."

After saying that, Pei Feng turned around and returned to his seat.

Zhu Que entered the laboratory.

Although he had long suspected that the people from Taiyan Group wanted to kill him, he did not expect the situation to be so serious. Not only did someone on the board of directors want his life, but one of them was actually the wife of the group's president.

Moreover, judging from Pei Feng's words just now, the reason he is still alive is because Pei Feng protected him.

"Why would Pei Feng protect me for no reason? Just because I can help him study the celestial phenomena classics?"

Zhu Que had some doubts in his heart.

He glanced back at Pei Feng standing at the laboratory entrance.

The man was looking down at his tablet, his expression calm, as if the conversation had never happened.

wrong----

Pei Feng specifically told me these things.

It's definitely not just to urge me to work harder.

Rather, it was subtly telling me a hidden message—that the Taiyan Group is not a monolithic entity.

"Is this... a factional struggle?"

Zhu Que narrowed his eyes slightly.

Deep inside the laboratory.

The area where components of the Celestial Phenomena Daoist Canon are stored.

Zhu Que began to check the parsing progress of each component.

This time he came prepared.

It specifically records the time required to analyze each component.

Because he discovered a pattern that day: the smaller the component number of the celestial phenomena manual, the shorter the time required for analysis.

Therefore, as long as the parsing time of each component is deduced, the numbering order of each component can be derived.

In the beginning, the recording speed will definitely be very slow.

However, once all components are numbered and sorted, the subsequent parsing efficiency can be greatly improved.

that's it.

Zhu Que buried himself in recording the analysis time of each component.

Time passed by, second by second.

He worked until 10 p.m., recording for a full eight hours, and had sorted about a thousand parts.

"If we maintain this efficiency, we can complete the testing of all the components in about five days."

"At that time, we can analyze the components one by one according to their numbers, which will greatly improve the analysis efficiency."

Zhu Que silently calculated the time.

Just then, several elderly men in white coats walked over; they were all master craftsmen of magical artifacts from the research institute.

"Young man, I've seen you studying this for quite a while now. How's it going? Have you figured anything out yet?"

A master craftsman of magical artifacts chuckled.

Not yet.

"Young man, I advise you not to waste your time."

Another master wearing glasses laughed and said, "Let me tell you, all these parts are finished products from the Celestial Phenomena Daoist Canon. Each one is exactly the same, with no difference in appearance or texture."

"I see."

Zhu Que didn't really want to talk to them.

"Therefore, it is impossible to determine the position and order of the combination by manpower alone."

The third master laughed and said, "We old folks have been studying this for months and haven't found any pattern. You might as well stop studying it."

"I just wanted to give it a try," Zhu Que said.

"It's good that young people are energetic, but energy can't replace experience."

The first master shook his head, his tone carrying a lecturing tone.

"If it were that easy to research, why would we go through all that trouble to create combined magical artifacts?"

"Thanks for the reminder, but I still want to give it a try," Zhu Que said calmly.

"Forget it, young people just won't learn until they hit a wall. Let him be. He'll understand after a few days of setbacks."

Several master craftsmen shook their heads and left.

Zhu Que ignored them and stayed up all night analyzing and recording until the next day, increasing the number to two thousand.