I'm a magnetic field madman

This was the "small help" that the powerful being had promised to provide before leaving...

To be honest, Bai Wujie doesn't actually lack things like cultivation techniques...

From a young age, he had access to the "Damo Sutra" and "Huangji Jingshi Shu," which truly embody the wisdom of his predecessors, not to mention the vast and boundless martial arts materials in the database.

Even so, he had to admit—

This ultimate, boundless qigong can indeed be called a remarkable book!

It's not that this technique is particularly powerful; at the very least, its inner wisdom and profundity are far inferior to Bai Wujie's main practice, the "Damo Sutra," and his secondary practice, the "Huangji Jingshi Book"... However, there are still many aspects of this technique that can be learned from.

But none of that is the most important thing. The most important point is still—

The threshold for this "Ultimate Boundless Qi Gong" is extremely low, even unbelievably low!

The power of magnetic field rotation is not a "technique"; it is a special ability that cannot be achieved through effort.

Because if you don't have the corresponding talent, no matter how intelligent you are, you will never be able to create a magnetic field if you can't mobilize the cells in your body.

Such talent increases with the expansion of the magnetic field environment... but there is no doubt that the rotation of the magnetic field is still the power of a very small number of people.

However, the Ultimate Boundless Qi Gong can break this constraint.

Its core is quite interesting; it continuously strengthens one's essence, energy, and spirit through ancient martial arts techniques that ordinary people can cultivate...

Then, after reaching a certain threshold, the effect of generating electric current is simulated by using energy... and then it is natural to push over that hurdle that ordinary people can never get over.

The fact that an electric current is generated without the control of cells in the body passively drives the cells in the body to rub against each other at high speed, thereby generating this energy.

Once a certain point is reached, the force propelled by the electric current will naturally transform into the rotation of the magnetic field under continuous operation!

The power of this technique lies in this: it can turn ordinary people into people with strong magnetic fields!

"Nonsense—the wisdom of our ancestors is indeed unfathomable."

Bai Wujie let out a long breath, flipped through the manuscript in his hand, and said in a low voice...

This thing wasn't very useful to him before... because he couldn't use the techniques inside, and he didn't need to control the magnetic field rotation in this way.

Moreover, from his perspective, this book, "Ultimate Boundless Qigong," has an upper limit.

The magnetic field rotation he simulated could only allow a person to break through to about 500,000 horsepower before it could not continue... because beyond that, it was no longer a realm that this kind of energy could be involved in.

The force of magnetic field rotation is ultimately the fundamental force of the universe... It is impossible for humanity to truly accomplish all of this through its own self-created capabilities.

So in the end, even those who choose to cultivate the ultimate boundless qigong...

Only those chosen ones with a true talent for magnetic fields can achieve unparalleled greatness!

Nevertheless, the wisdom contained within still commanded Bai Wujie's utmost respect. More importantly, he needed precisely this kind of "beginner's guide" right now!

boom!!

He slammed a punch into the air in front of him, accompanied by rising heat that distorted the air and arcs of electricity that jumped within the range of his fists. The destructive power of this punch was undeniable!

but……

The circle that Bai Wujie unleashed was ultimately just a humble power of 250,000 volts.

The force of electric current, ranging from the most basic 10,000 volts to millions of volts, is similar to the immense power of a rotating magnetic field, only the mass is completely incomparable.

A million volts of current is merely enough to generate a magnetic field rotation that barely meets the human body's limit of producing a basic force of 10,000 horsepower.

If the latter, even at its weakest, is still the power of the universe, then the former, even at its peak, is merely the power of the human body.

The term "million volts" sounds frightening, but compared to the power of a magnetic field, it's nothing more than the power of a dog.

Moreover, the force of electric current can indeed perform "addition and subtraction".

It's very easy to overwhelm a "master" powered by electricity by overwhelming a group of ordinary soldiers; even ordinary people can do it. And even if one has mastered the complete realm, it can only relatively compensate for this deficiency.

Even if Bai Wujie can concentrate his destructive power to minimize energy consumption, the total amount of power is still insufficient.

And this world... just as the great being said, it is incredibly difficult to break through the magnetic field simply by relying on the high-speed rotation of cells.

Therefore, Bai Wujie needed this book, "Ultimate Boundless Qi Gong," and he needed to use his qi to accelerate the simulated electric current to try to unlock the "Heavenly Lock" that existed in this world!

"Talking nonsense is indeed not easy."

Bai Wujie stared at the flickering arcs of electricity between his fingers and murmured softly...

He had almost never experienced such a "weak" moment of power; even at his weakest, the magnetic field force was always with him.

However, this is not entirely a bad thing. Weakness is not simply a disadvantage... because Bai Wujie understands a fact, a fact that any person with a strong magnetic field understands.

Only battles where one truly faces death and struggles can stimulate the growth of a strong magnetic field... No matter how high your talent is or how powerful your fortuitous encounters are, without a large number of experiences of being on the brink of life and death, you will not achieve greater growth.

Bai Wujie had to admit that perhaps this was one of the reasons for his failure in his previous life.

Unfortunately, it was too late for Bai Wujie to understand this principle in his previous life. A powerful person who had a smooth life could be completely crushed after experiencing defeat even once.

His lips curled up slightly uncontrollably, revealing a slightly manic smile on his handsome yet youthful face that seemed inappropriate for his age!

It seemed that he was thinking about the precious experience of being on the brink of life and death, and the feeling of truly embarking on a path that pioneered others, which made him feel exceptionally comfortable!

Muzan Kibutsuji! It doesn't matter who you are, whether you're male or female, or whether you're human or not!

Come and fight me, let me blast you down! Or you can tear me to pieces, let me experience defeat, let me experience the growth of being on the verge of death!

Just as the cells in his body were rubbing against each other at high speed due to emotions, some external noises quickly brought Bai Wujie out of his state.

"Come in," Bai Wujie said calmly.

The paper fan door of the hotel was quickly pulled open, and a middle-aged man kneeling on the ground respectfully addressed Bai Wujie.

"Lord Bai, as you suspected, we have discovered someone trying to find out inside information about this matter."

"Oh? What is it?" Bai Wujie asked with interest.

The man named Inuta was one of the subordinates he had subdued in the past few days; he was the servant who served Major General Kuroda.

And that process doesn't need much explanation—power and profit. Master these two, and you can make 90% of the people in the world your loyal dogs.

Show your fist to those greedy fools your power, demonstrate the benefits to them and make them understand the advantages of working for you. In essence, this is all there is to domination.

"He was a young man in his early twenties, wearing a black uniform and a strange haori."

At this point, Inuta looked up at Bai Wujie. The "adult" in front of him was also wearing a similar black uniform. The outfit of a long black trench coat, black vest, and black trousers looked somewhat comical on such a child.

However, he would never utter such a suicidal thought. The last thing that disrespected an adult and tried to insult his intelligence... was smashed into a huge pile of "beef soup" right in front of him...

So, is he strong enough?

"This..." Inuta said with a troubled expression.

"Please forgive my incompetence in not being able to discern his strength or weakness, but in short... he certainly lacks the majesty of Your Excellency."

"So that means you caught a small fish." Bai Wujie snorted lightly, but didn't seem particularly disappointed.

Although it's unknown whether it's Muzan Kibutsuji, the fact that one fish has taken the bait is already a huge breakthrough.

Even if the other party is not their target, there is an 80-90% chance that they will be involved with Muzan Kibutsuji.

Regardless of the nature of the relationship, Bai Wujie can obtain breakthroughs in intelligence through him!

"Keep a close eye on him, and if necessary, force him to stay. If I don't find any other targets in three days, I'll go talk to him myself."

"Yes." Inuta bowed his head respectfully.

The paper fan door was pushed shut by an invisible force, and the man quickly looked up at the pile of banknotes in front of him, his eyes flashing with greed and joy.

The man hurriedly stuffed the banknotes into his pocket and left the hotel without looking back. He quickly returned to Major General Kuroda's residence, but bumped into someone as he entered.

"oops!!"

The girl screamed and fell to the ground, while Inuta, cursing, clutched the banknotes in his sleeve and glared at the brat on the ground...

"Where did this brat come from? Can't you see?!"

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, Butler Inuta, I'm a new maid," the girl said tremblingly, kneeling on the ground.

A maid? A brat who looks no more than fourteen? Inuta frowned, but the recruitment of servants within the manor had never been his concern for a hundred years.

But the kid's strange white hair still made him stare at it for a while longer.

Are there really that many kids with white hair these days? Inuta cursed inwardly, but naturally he didn't say a word.

He left in a hurry, while the maid slowly raised her head, her expression twisted with suppressed cruelty, and a despicable character appeared in her right eye.

rustle……

The yam fruits around them swayed slightly as the wind blew.

4. The Ghost of the Prince's Residence

The morning sun streamed into the room through the clear glass windows. Murata swayed and squinted as he got out of bed.

The servants around him, just like himself, were already dressed and had folded their bedding. Looking at this unfamiliar room, Murata sighed deeply.

Yes, he's here to infiltrate.

That's not entirely accurate, since this major general's residence isn't the devil's lair; he should be saying he came here to infiltrate and investigate.

Yes, Murata, a Class D member of the Demon Slayer Corps, is here to investigate matters related to "Muzan Kibutsuji".

The issue concerning the Demon King, who has almost never shown his face, should actually have been left to the Pillars to resolve...

However, this matter involves many high-ranking officials in Tokyo, including generals from the army and navy, so it is not appropriate for the Pillars to step in.

Because, cruelly speaking, if something were to happen to the Pillars while they were infiltrating, it could very likely uncover even more secrets of the Demon Slayer Corps...

Moreover, the cost of sacrificing a Pillar is much higher than that of an ordinary Demon Slayer Corps member.

The practical reasons are as described, but the bigger reasons are probably also due to Murata himself—

He, Murata, is a Demon Slayer Corps member who is particularly adept at surviving.

He carried out several missions, even encountering attacks from Lower Moon demons. His teammates were all wiped out, and he was the only survivor, primarily because his presence was so inconspicuous.

An inconspicuous person with little presence is well-suited for an undercover investigation, and Murata has no choice but to accept the job.

As for not letting the "hidden" personnel do this, it's simply because Murata, no matter how weak, is still a member of the Demon Slayer Corps, and knowing breathing techniques can at least help deal with some demons.

Moreover, the lord also judged this matter to be highly suspicious.

Muzan Kibutsuji is an extremely cautious demon. Judging from the years he has been entangled with the Demon Slayer Corps, he has never once taken the initiative to attack a government agency.

Because he is cautious enough, and because he is afraid enough, Muzan Kibutsuji will not allow any demon to attack government officials without authorization.

However, this incident not only violated Muzan Kibutsuji's consistent style, but also implicated his own name.

This is all quite strange.

Therefore, this infiltration may not involve too much fighting, and the Pillars will arrive as soon as they finish their own business, ready to support Murata at any time.

Yes, so there's nothing to be afraid of!

After cheering himself up, Murata adjusted his mindset and began his day of servant duties!

"Hey, newbie, go clean the toilets!"

As soon as I arrived at my workstation, the foreman threw me a job that involved bullying newcomers.

Murata looked miserable, but he still obediently did what he was told. However, as he passed the foreman, he casually sprayed something on his feet.

The foreman frowned as he looked at the slightly purplish liquid on the back of his foot and rubbed it to the side. Murata, who was hiding around the corner, relaxed his frown slightly when he saw this.

Twelve hours later

As darkness fell, Murata, his back aching from all the work, sighed as he looked at the dried fish, pickled vegetables, and rice in front of him.

Indeed, being a servant isn't an easy life.

But it's still better than fighting a bunch of man-eating demons, so let's just keep going.

This peaceful life continued for two days.

Murata was trying to find clues to the problem; he was wearing perfume made from wisteria flowers…

He would try to spray these substances on everyone he met.

Ghosts hate wisteria flowers so much that they feel the same disgust for them as a frog faces a giant snake, a natural enemy!

However, it's just aversion; wisteria can suppress the regeneration of ghosts, but it's not something that can completely kill them.

Murata's method was clumsy, but remarkably effective. In at least two days, he had screened almost 90% of the people in the entire mansion.