Mucous membranes, tumors, writhing blood vessels, distorted flesh…
This place is deep within Chen Huaian’s soul.
Twisted crimson forms a picture of an Asura Hell.
But amidst the blood and filth, there is a sanctuary.
It is a majestic black coffin, as dark as ink, with a five-clawed golden dragon carved on it, emitting resplendent dragon aura. The surrounding writhing flesh burns to ashes once it gets close.
Yet, they still have parts connected to the coffin, as if these sky-high pieces of flesh also extend from the coffin.
Chen Huaian lies in the coffin, very confused.
He feels like he is bound by countless chains.
Occasionally, he hears the sound of flesh sliding.
“Hmm… From a psychological and psychiatric perspective, my consciousness should be trapped, which means I am isolated. In internet slang, this might be a YuYu syndrome!”
“To break this state of self-isolation, I need to wake up myself and dispel the nightmare.”
Chen Huaian finds this all very perplexing.
After all, he has always been an extremely optimistic person.
Logically, such a situation should not occur.
Today, he was just going to treat cancer.
But then he inexplicably couldn’t wake up.
And now he is wearing imperial robes, locked in this black box.
Could his ultimate dream actually be to become an emperor?
Thinking about how to leave here, Chen Huaian recalled an article he had read early on. A psychologist said that to find oneself in confusion, one must remember the anchor points that prove their existence.
The first thing that came to Chen Huaian’s mind was his electronic girlfriend game, the image of Li Qingran looking at him with a playful smile.
With this thought,
a sudden light appeared, and the game screen emerged before him.
Chen Huaian slowly typed out a question mark.
No way, it really works?!
But he knew that the game screen was probably just a figment of his imagination. How could it really appear in the depths of his subconscious?
Everything in the scene remained unchanged.
Li Qingran sat at a table with needle and thread, a stack of fabric beside her. She scratched her head, stretched, and continued working. In front of her was a box with several finished products, which looked like tea bags according to their size and shape.
As expected, it’s a figment of imagination.
The details are spot-on!
However, at this moment, a prompt popped up.
[Player is in an abnormal state. Do you want to spend 6 yuan to get off-site support from your electronic girlfriend Li Qingran?]
[Yes (Get Li Qingran’s help to suppress the cancerized Demon Dragon)][No (Be devoured by the foundation-building stage cancerized Demon Dragon)]
Chen Huaian was stunned for a moment.
Although he didn’t know what a cancerized Demon Dragon or dragon qi was,
at this point, he just went with it.
He selected [Yes].
The money he had previously spent in the game hadn’t been fully used, so it was directly deducted from there.
[Selection successful. Please wait…]
A progress bar appeared in the upper right corner of the game screen.
Then, he saw Li Qingran, who had been diligently making tea bags, suddenly look up at the void, as if she were staring at him through the screen. Concern and solemnity gradually filled her peach blossom eyes.
…
[Qingran, Master needs your help.]
In the small room, Li Qingran heard this voice.
“Master? What’s wrong with you?!” Li Qingran stood up and bowed toward the void, “Please tell your disciple what to do?”
[Even though you are only at the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, Master needs you to immediately refine your life-bound magical weapon, so you can help Master!]
“Disciple will comply!”
Without asking why, Li Qingran immediately began preparing.
A life-bound magical weapon—that was something to consider only at the Golden Core Stage.
Moreover, not every cultivator could successfully refine one. Once refined, it was equivalent to having an additional magical treasure, and this treasure would follow its owner throughout life, improving in quality as the owner’s strength increased.
Cultivators only had one chance to refine a life-bound magical weapon.
If it failed, they could never refine one again.
The Golden Core Stage was the minimum threshold for refining a life-bound magical weapon.
There had never been any cases below the Golden Core Stage.
These things Li Qingran knew.
But she didn’t care.
Whatever her master needed her to do, she would do it.
Fortunately, she wasn’t lacking materials. The necessary materials for refining the magical weapon appeared on the table, presumably prepared by her master.
[Even though you are only at the Foundation Establishment stage, you have an excellent innate constitution, a single Water Spirit Root. Other cultivators at your level cannot refine a life-bound magical weapon, but you can. These materials may help you.]
Supreme-grade spirit essence, a three-thousand-year-old Snow Lotus Platform, and Immortal-grade spirit calming powder—Li Qingran counted these materials in astonishment.
These materials were extremely precious.
Any one of them could cause a stir when taken out.
But there was no time to hesitate.
Li Qingran took the Immortal-grade spirit calming powder, carefully poured the supreme-grade spirit essence onto the Snow Lotus Platform, and sat cross-legged in meditation with the Snow Lotus Platform in her hands.
…
[Your electronic girlfriend is refining her life-bound magical weapon!]
[Progress: 50%…]
Just now, buying the materials cost another million.
Since it was a matter of the subconscious, even ten million wouldn’t be too much.
So when the material selection prompt appeared, he directly chose the most expensive ones, even in the subconscious, he wanted to give Li Qingran the best!
He just didn’t know what kind of magical weapon Li Qingran would end up refining in his subconscious.
He played with swords.
Li Qingran was also at the Sword Pavilion.
So the life-bound magical weapon being refined should be a sword?
Time passed second by second.
The progress bar reached 80%, and Li Qingran’s body gradually emitted a faint glow.
These glows gathered toward the Snow Lotus Platform.
The spirit essence inside was affected, changing shape like clay being molded by skillful hands.
…
Refining a life-bound magical weapon.
In the subconscious, it chooses the most important thing.
Li Qingran frowned slightly.
Many things flashed through her mind: conventional weapons like knives, guns, swords, and spears, cauldrons, shields… But none felt quite right.
When the thought of a bib flashed through her mind,
her heart skipped a beat, feeling a flush on her face.
There was excitement, but a bib wouldn’t work.
It still felt off.
What did she care about the most…
In her mind, a square object appeared, pitch-black, resembling a brick, with simplified characters written on it—electric full.
[This is a very important thing.]
[You must take good care of it…]
In her subconscious, her master had told her this, though she hadn’t received the electric full at that time.
Li Qingran’s mind was clear.
Yes, it was time.
The most important thing to her was the electric full.
Now she would refine the electric full, turning it into a life-bound magical weapon, thus obtaining the electric full!
In the Snow Lotus Platform, the spirit essence kept changing shape, finally transforming in a certain direction and quickly taking form.
Moments later.
Chen Huaian stared dumbfounded at the Snow Lotus Platform in Li Qingran’s hands.
Good news was that the life-bound magical weapon had indeed been refined.
Bad news was that this life-bound magical weapon looked a bit sinister.
Zooming in, a commercial logo—electric full—could be clearly seen.
No way, sister!
Where did this come from?
Isn’t this the charging bank he bought?
