218: Chapter 219 Subduing the Immortal Cultivation Civilization and Obtaining a Spirit Stone Mine

The atmosphere in the main hall of the Qingyun Sect was extremely eerie.

The Sect Master, who had been full of high spirits just a moment ago and attempting to refine the "monster" into pills, was now kneeling before Jiang Chen, his forehead pressed tightly against the cold floor, trembling like a sieve.

He couldn't understand it no matter how hard he tried.

How could such an unreasonable "magic artifact" exist under the heavens?

With a flash of blue light, his natal flying sword, refined over two hundred years of cultivation, had snapped.

With the sound of that metallic roar, even the core of his sect's protective formation had been blasted into dust.

This was not a battle between cultivators; this was a dimensional strike, a true "physical transcendence."

"High Immortal, I beg you, withdraw your divine power."

The Sect Master said with a crying tone, not daring to lift his head, "The Qingyun Sect is willing to contribute all our accumulations, only asking that you spare our sect!"

Jiang Chen sat on the Sect Master's ornately carved throne, his fingers tapping unconsciously on the armrest.

He looked at this former "Sect Master" with complete indifference.

In the face of absolute technological power, all these grandmasters and Nascent Souls were nothing more than a bunch of primitive people holding cold weapons.

"Who wants your pathetic life?"

Jiang Chen raised an eyebrow, his tone as casual as if he were strolling through a vegetable market, "What would I want your life for? I'd have to feed you if I took you back."

He waved his hand, pointing at the deep rift behind the main hall:

"Don't give me that nonsense."

"I heard you say that your cultivation relies on this thing?"

In Jiang Chen's hand was a stone the size of a fist, completely transparent and glowing with a soft, milky white light. This was a piece that he had just had Academician Chen Shuyin "borrow" from the cellar—a [Mid-Grade Spirit Stone].

"This is a Spirit Stone."

The Sect Master looked up tremblingly, his eyes full of reluctance but not daring to retort, "This is the essence of our Qingyun Sect's underground mineral vein. Only by absorbing the spiritual energy within can a cultivator break through their bottlenecks..."

Jiang Chen ignored his wailing.

He casually tossed the Spirit Stone to Academician Chen Shuyin, who had been standing to the side.

Academician Chen Shuyin caught it immediately and pulled out the portable simple spectrometer she carried with her.

"Buzz—"

The instrument flickered a few times.

Academician Chen Shuyin's expression changed.

That terror was even more exaggerated than when she had seen the mecha earlier!

"Jiang Chen..."

She swallowed, her voice trembling, "Look at the data quickly. This thing... its energy density is simply defying logic!"

"It is not a carrier of any 'spiritual energy'."

"It is a one-hundred-percent high-purity stable energy crystal! There are no impurities! The energy density is dozens of times that of nuclear fuel, and... the most terrifying thing is that its internal structure is extremely stable. It doesn't even need complex sealing to be used directly as a battery!"

Jiang Chen's eyes lit up.

Although he had guessed this thing wasn't simple, he hadn't expected it to be this powerful.

"In other words..."

Jiang Chen toyed with the Spirit Stone in his hand, "This thing can be thrown directly into an antimatter engine as fuel?"

"No, it's more than that."

Academician Chen Shuyin pushed up her glasses, her eyes falling into the kind of madness peculiar to researchers:

"The energy output method of this thing is extremely gentle."

"It doesn't even need the complex ignition process of nuclear fusion."

"As long as it's slightly heated, it can continuously output electricity for decades. This is the perfect, dream-come-true... portable infinite energy source!"

Hearing this, Jiang Chen finally revealed a satisfied smile.

He looked down at the Sect Master, who was still trembling on the ground.

This wasn't any Sect Master.

This was clearly just a wealthy bumpkin guarding a gold mine but only knowing how to use it to start a fire for cooking!

"Where is your mineral vein?"

Jiang Chen's tone became extremely friendly, and he pulled the Sect Master up from the ground, looking exactly like a long-lost good brother.

"Since you are so sincere, we are now one family."

"Don't call me High Immortal from now on, just call me President Jiang."

"This mineral vein will belong to Chenxing Technology from now on."

"Don't worry, I am the most fair person."

Jiang Chen patted the other party on the shoulder, spouting grand promises one after another:

"Not only will I not seize your territory, but I will also send people to help you with 'Scientific Cultivation'."

"Don't practice those flying swords anymore; those things are as slow as snails."

"I will equip you with exoskeletons! I will outfit you with railguns!"

"We will join forces to engage in interstellar cultivation, understand?"

The Sect Master was stunned.

Scientific Cultivation?

Equipping exoskeletons?

This sounded... much more exciting than Qi Refining or Foundation Establishment!

Looking at the stone lion that had just been blasted into dust by Jiang Chen, and then looking at the "High Immortal" who was looking at him with anticipation.

The Sect Master swallowed silently; although his heart was still bleeding, the sense of powerlessness after being conquered by technology left him no choice but to submit.

"Th-thank you, President Jiang."

"I will take you to the Spirit Stone mine right now!"

"From now on, the Qingyun Sect will be Chenxing Technology's... mining base!"

He turned around and roared hysterically at the group of disciples who were still in a daze:

"What are you still standing there for!"

"Didn't you hear President Jiang's words? Hurry! Dig open those mountains for me! Send the best Spirit Stones to President Jiang's mining carts!"

Watching the spectacular scene of these cultivators scrambling and even using magic to dig three feet into the ground.

Jiang Chen took out his phone and took a picture of Hill, who was frantically devouring titanium alloy and had stuffed himself until he was round.

"Fatty, send a message over there."

Jiang Chen sent a voice message to Class Monitor Zhang Wei, "Tell the base to prepare large shipping containers."

"What we are bringing back this time is not gold."

"It is a true... fortune-making mine."

He watched the crystals being continuously carried out by the disciples, his eyes filled with irrepressible ecstasy.

With this thing.

What battery factories? What nuclear power plants?

Sweep them all directly into the trash heap of history!

He, Jiang Chen, was going to use this pile of stones.

To replace every household on Earth with their own... infinite energy.

As for those competitors who are still driving coal-burning trains?

Sorry, we are entering a new era.

"Pikachu."

Jiang Chen looked down and rubbed the little mouse that was hiccupping, "Stop eating."

"We'll go back to Earth tomorrow."

"We'll take this stuff back and put on a show for the whole world."

"Tell them, from now on, whoever dares to compare electricity bills with me, I will let them know what real... wealth and power are."