Dual Transmigration: Starting from being captured and brought to the Hehuan Sect!

"This place is amazing, it's so bright at night?"

A female disciple was leaning on the windowsill, her chin resting on her arm.

"I heard from the mecha girl that they use something called 'electricity'."

My roommate next to me was flipping through a booklet without looking up.

What is electricity?

"I don't know, but those mecha girls, the water heater, and even these lights all use electricity!"

"……very nice."

The lights outside the window swayed slightly in the sea breeze. A day in the resettlement area slowly sank into the night amidst the rising and falling exclamations and discussions.

Back in World Five, Lin Mo began taking stock of the assets of the Mystic Hands Pavilion.

He asked Bai Ling to bring the inventory list and looked through it page by page.

The "Divine Artifacts" section lists various grades of immortal artifacts, ranging from low-grade to top-grade, most of which are stolen goods acquired over the years.

The "Heavenly Treasures" section is overflowing with a dazzling array of items, including thousand-year-old spiritual herbs, ten-thousand-year-old cold iron, sea coral, and volcanic crystals—it's as if a shop specializing in rare and unusual items has been opened.

There are also many good things in the cultivation techniques section. Although most of them are stolen fragments, they are numerous and cover a wide range, from body refinement to spirit cultivation, from formations to alchemy, covering all directions.

There are many more than Huanxi Temple.

As expected of a thief's sect, they just go and take whatever they need.

There were also quite a few divine insects, over a hundred in total, which were kept in captivity at the foster care facility.

Miaoshou Pavilion is a place specifically for raising divine insects, used to store divine insects collected from various places.

Those divine insects were just ordinary yin insects; none of them possessed any special abilities.

He directly ordered that all the divine insects be sent over.

Each bite is crunchy and delicious.

He threw the insects into his mouth one by one, and after crushing them, they transformed into pure divine power that surged into his dantian.

After consuming more than a hundred divine insects, his cultivation level increased once again, and he was already very close to the peak of the God King realm.

Lin Mo then brought out intelligence from the Mystic Hands Pavilion, which recorded the strange insects of many sects.

Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, Sun, Moon, Stars, Wind, Rain, Thunder, Lightning, Sand, Snow, Ice, Fog, Clouds.

There are also some special abilities, such as illusion magic, the divine eye that can see through nothingness, and the divine ear that can hear all things, and so on.

"I'll go check out these sects after I'm done with this!"

Lin Mo muttered to himself as he stored this intelligence into his spatial storage.

He was very tempted by these superpowers, but he also understood that each of the alien insects was a treasure of its respective sect, and it would be very difficult to obtain them.

Seeing that Miaoshou Pavilion had nothing of value left, Lin Mo arranged for the elders to lead the recalled disciples to Huanxi Temple to meet him.

"After the people you've recalled arrive at Huanxi Temple, bring them here to find me."

"Yes, Master."

The elder agreed and turned to make the arrangements.

Lin Mo led the elders of Huanxi Temple back first.

When he landed in the square in front of the Huanxi Temple, Xuan Die was already there with all the nuns, lined up and waiting.

The message had already been sent via telepathy. Although Xuan Die had lost her cultivation, her authority as the abbess remained. At her command, not a single one of the more than one hundred nuns in the temple dared not disobey.

"Master, everyone has arrived."

Xuan Die stepped forward and bowed her head in greeting.

Lin Mo nodded and began repeating the same process as at Miaoshou Pavilion, starting with the first nun.

Bewitching, removing the insects, treating the patients, distributing clothes. It took him a whole day to deal with over a hundred people.

He didn't even spare the elders the worms inside their bodies.

Huanxi Temple has no disciples who go out on missions, so there's no point in keeping the elders' cultivation levels.

Lin Mo digested all the extracted insects on the spot.

His cultivation level rose again.

Because the people at Huanxi Temple all had relatively low cultivation levels, and some were not even God-Kings.

Eating these hundred-plus insects only allowed Lin Mo to reach the peak of the God King realm.

"Now Mu Qingxue and I are on equal footing!"

Lin Mo muttered to himself.

Previously, he was always a bit hesitant and timid because Mu Qingxue had always been in control of him.

Mu Qingxue is at the peak of the God King realm, so he has to rely on her as his henchman and has to give way to her when he speaks.

Now I have absolutely no worries.

Lin Mo then looked towards the square of Huanxi Temple.

The place was filled with nuns dressed in office lady uniforms.

The dark gray uniform and flesh-colored stockings stood out starkly against the opulent backdrop of the Buddhist temple, yet somehow felt strangely harmonious.

The nuns, who usually wear robes and hairpins, now have their long hair down, wearing bodycon skirts and high heels, creating an indescribable contrast.

Some people are not used to high heels and stand unsteadily; others subconsciously want to pull at their skirts, but then remember that it is their own clothes.

Some people looked down at their stockings, a look of confusion on their faces.

Lin Mo stood on the stone steps in front of the hall, his gaze sweeping over the faces of the nuns one by one.

More than a hundred people, all dressed in the same uniform, stood in the square, a dark mass.

"Shall we have some fun first?"

Lin Mo's lips curled up, and he became interested.

He took a step forward and came to Xuan Die, who was standing at the front, and picked her up in his arms:

"Look carefully, there will be a test later."

As Lin Mo spoke, he demonstrated in front of all his disciples.

Half a day later, Lin Mo suddenly sensed a god-level aura rapidly approaching Huanxi Temple.

The aura came from the north, moving at great speed, carrying an undisguised urgency.

He put down the aloof elder in his arms, changed his clothes, and stepped out to the front of the mountain gate.

A mountain breeze rushed into my collar, carrying a chill unlike any other day. In the distance, a streak of light was shooting toward Huanxi Temple.

A moment later, the light fell in front of the mountain gate, and when the light faded, a figure was revealed.

It was a woman wearing a silver-white armor, with layers upon layers of plates, each engraved with intricate runes.

A short sword hung at his waist, its scabbard inlaid with a dark red gem that gleamed coldly in the sunlight.

She was tall and well-proportioned, with a striking and heroic face, thick and straight eyebrows, large and bright eyes, and lips pursed into a neat line.

Her hair was tied into a high ponytail with a black hairband, hanging down the back of her head and swaying gently with her movements.

She glanced at Lin Mo in front of the mountain gate, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes. The meaning of Huanxi Temple placing such a precious man at the gate to welcome her was obvious.

If it weren't for the urgent military affairs, she might have really considered experiencing it, since many women in the Women's Kingdom might never experience the benefits of being a woman in their entire lives.

She withdrew her gaze, coughed lightly, and spoke in a cold, sharp voice:

"Where are the people from Huanxi Temple? Summon the person in charge!"

Lin Mo didn't move aside, he just looked at her:

"What is it?"

"The border is under pressure. The Empress has ordered the mobilization of fifty celestial cultivators from the Joyful Temple to go to the border to provide support within three days."

Anyone who disobeys this order will be executed.

Her tone was crisp and decisive, as if she had said it countless times before.