Chapter 13: Training! Pistol Guidance Technique!-Deixam você cultivar e fundar uma seita, mas que história é essa de dissuasão nuclear?(Em cima da batata)

“With the third-tier protective silk armor, at least there’s something to keep me alive!” Liang Chuan murmured in admiration as he touched the garment.

“I wonder how Xinxin is doing right now.”

He sighed deeply. Although everything seemed to be going smoothly, a trace of worry lingered in his heart.

Casually placing the black wooden box on his lap, he picked up another book and a letter from beside him and carefully placed them inside. The reason for this was to secure as many spirit stones as possible—not just for himself, but for Xinxin as well. After all, Xinxin was still a child; having more spirit stones at least offered some form of protection.

In this world, survival was never guaranteed, and even he could not be sure he would live through it all.

Once he was certain all the items were safely inside the box, he carefully slid it under the bed.

Knock, knock, knock…

“Third Senior Brother.”

Liang Chuan opened the door to see Liu Ruyan standing there, looking troubled.

“Speak. What is it?” he asked, leaning against the doorframe.

Liu Ruyan took a deep breath and gritted her teeth. “The junior brothers want to search for the whereabouts of the sect leader.”

After training earlier today, many had come to her with the same request.

Although the Blood Moon Sect had claimed the sect leader was dead, there was still a chance the opponent had not yet acted. If they left now, they might arrive in time.

Moreover, they had learned the approximate location from the sect leader himself; traveling for about a week would bring them there.

Liang Chuan fell silent for a moment, hesitant to speak.

Though setting out now might really lead them to the sect leader, he could not be sure if she was truly alive.

Staying inside the sect meant they could rely on the protective array to defend themselves.

Besides, they had obtained many resources from other sects, and with some time, they could improve the cultivation of the disciples guarding the sect.

But venturing out now was tantamount to a desperate gamble.

Honestly, he did not want to take such a risk, but if the sect leader was still alive, he would no longer have to shoulder this burden.

If the sect leader had indeed perished, he would become the new sect leader, inevitably drawing the attention of other sects.

“Third Senior Brother, no matter what you decide, I support you!” Liu Ruyan looked at Liang Chuan earnestly. If not for him, the White Sword Sect would have surely been destroyed by now.

She also understood clearly that whatever choice was made, it would carry great risk.

At last, Liang Chuan made up his mind. “Give me a few days. Once we’re ready, we’ll set out.”

Since there was no other option, they could only prepare as thoroughly as possible.

Late at night.

From one of the cave dwellings emerged a figure.

He cautiously scanned the surroundings before swiftly heading toward the back mountain.

Along the way, he avoided the patrolling disciples of the White Sword Sect.

If anyone saw him, they would surely recognize him—wasn’t this Fifth Junior Brother Zhao Wu?

Within the time it takes to burn an incense stick, Zhao Wu had circled behind the mountain.

He took a small bell from his waist. This bell had no clapper.

He gently shook it a few times, sending out an almost imperceptible sound wave in all directions.

Before long, Zhao Wu noticed a shadow beneath a distant tree that had appeared without him realizing when.

He hurried forward, dropping to one knee and clasping his fist. “Master!”

“Rise,” came a hoarse, low voice. “What is the situation inside the sect?”

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Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Inside Liang Chuan’s room.

“This should be enough!” he said.

Five guns were laid out on the bed. Besides his own, the other four guns and a hundred bullets had been acquired over the past few days.

“On average, each gun gets twenty-five bullets. If the accuracy is good enough, we can simultaneously take on multiple Foundation Establishment cultivators!”

Ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators could hardly withstand a few shots from these guns.

It was like using advanced technology to overwhelm primitives. Although the effect on higher realms might be limited, it still significantly boosted their strength.

With this thought, he wrapped up the guns, slung them on his back, and quickly made his way toward the White Sword Sect’s training ground.

At the training ground, disciples were paired off practicing one-on-one combat.

This was Liang Chuan’s suggestion since improving cultivation in just a few days was essentially impossible.

Direct combat drills could at least help improve their fighting skills.

After all, battles during the Qi Refining stage relied more on combat experience; spiritual power did not yet play a decisive role.

“Third Senior Brother, you’re here!” Liu Ruyan, who was guiding the practice, hurried over.

“Hmm.” Liang Chuan nodded, his gaze sweeping over the training disciples, stirring a sense of emotion within him.

This was nothing more than a last-minute effort, but at least those who remained were trustworthy.

“Their combat skills have improved a lot these past few days. When do we depart?”

Liu Ruyan’s worry grew sharper whenever she thought of the sect leader’s current plight.

If not for Liang Chuan’s orders, she would have left the sect long ago to search for the sect leader and others.

“More importantly, I have something to give you.”

Liang Chuan produced the handgun he had prepared in advance and pressed it into Liu Ruyan’s hands.

“This!!! That’s the artifact!”

Seeing the handgun, Liu Ruyan instantly recognized it as the very artifact Liang Chuan had wielded before.

“Third Senior Brother, why are you giving this to me?”

She couldn’t understand why he would entrust her with such a powerful artifact.

“Now that I am managing the sect, and since you have performed well, this artifact will be yours to use.”

Liang Chuan had long decided that the gun should be given to Liu Ruyan.

Although guns were an overwhelming advantage against Foundation Establishment disciples, they still required a certain level of reflexes.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to hit late Foundation Establishment opponents.

The resting disciples had also noticed Liang Chuan’s gesture.

“Look! That artifact is the one that kills Foundation Establishment cultivators!”

“Third Senior Brother actually gave that artifact to Fourth Senior Sister?!”

“Oh my god, why didn’t Third Senior Brother keep the artifact for himself?”

The disciples below were secretly shocked, for such an artifact was never lightly given away.

Liang Chuan smirked. He wanted them to notice.

He leisurely clasped his hands behind his back and addressed the disciples: “Those who perform meritoriously will receive rewards!”

After speaking, he produced a book, the title boldly inscribed:

“Handgun Guidance Technique”

He handed this over to Liu Ruyan as well.

After all, having only the gun would limit its effectiveness.

Cultivating the Handgun Guidance Technique would greatly improve accuracy.

In the modern era, the strongest soldiers in the army all practiced this art.

“Although you do not possess the artifact yet, whoever masters this technique best will be awarded the gun!”

Upon hearing this, the disciples’ hearts pounded wildly.

To think that simply by cultivating this technique, one could earn an artifact capable of easily killing Foundation Establishment cultivators!