170: Chapter 170: Junior Sister calls this "quite powerful"?
After the shockwave, the sky returned to clarity.
The blood-colored clouds that had previously blotted out the sky, along with nearly a hundred members of the Blood Evil Sect and their leader, Sect Master Xue Tianhe, were all gone.
It was as if a piece had been forcibly gouged out of this world, leaving nothing behind.
The entire world was deathly silent.
Inside and outside the valley, everyone who had witnessed that scene—whether they were disciples of the Qingyun Sect or the Hook-nosed Elder who had luckily survived—had all turned into statues.
They craned their necks and hung their mouths open, motionless.
Their minds could hold nothing else besides that white light that had descended from the heavens, tearing everything apart.
Just now... what was that?
Was it a Heavenly Tribulation?
The Hook-nosed Elder's legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground.
He was not dead.
Because from beginning to end, that cold electronic voice had locked onto only one target: Sect Master Xue Tianhe.
He had merely been shaken by the terrifying aftermath, causing his internal organs to be displaced.
But the injuries on his body were far less severe than the horror in his heart.
He was finished.
The Blood Evil Sect was completely finished.
A sect whose leader and all its elite members were wiped out from the sky in a single strike—what future could there be to speak of?
He finally understood now.
He understood exactly what that sentence Jiang Ning had asked him to deliver meant.
What it meant to be crushed into powder by the great wheel of the era.
This was it.
It was completely unreasonable.
It gave you no chance to resist.
It struck directly from a dimension you could not comprehend, completely crushing and erasing you, along with everything you relied on to survive.
Fear.
A fear, more terrifying than death, gripped his heart.
He looked in the direction of the Qingyun Sect, and there was no longer a trace of resentment or unwillingness in his heart.
There remained only the most humble, the most pure... awe.
...
In the alchemy room.
That futuristic "Alchemy Machine" stopped.
An exit opened at the bottom of the machine.
"Clatter..."
Round and plump cyan medicinal pills fell into the jade plate below like beans.
Not more, not less, exactly one hundred.
Each one was of excellent quality, the top-grade among Bigu Pills!
Junior Brother Sun was already dumbfounded.
With trembling hands, he picked up a pill and sniffed it under his nose.
That pure medicinal power, that perfect appearance, made him—an alchemy fanatic who had been refining pills for decades—so excited he almost cried.
This... this is simply a work of art!
He had spent his whole life refining pills; at his best, he could only guarantee a thirty percent yield rate, and if he managed one or two mid-grade pills among them, he would have to thank the heavens.
But this machine before him...
In less than a quarter of an hour, it had refined one hundred Bigu Pills, every single one of them top-grade!
This was no longer just subversion; this was the work of an immortal!
"Jun... Junior Martial Aunt..." his voice was shaking, "This... this magical treasure... no... this immortal artifact, it is truly... too... too divine!"
"This is not an immortal artifact," Jiang Ning corrected him, "This is a product of science."
Watching Junior Brother Sun's unworldly expression, she said indifferently: "This is only a prototype, the simplest type in terms of function. Later, when our production lines are built, this level of medicinal pill can be produced by the 'ton'."
Tons?
Junior Brother Sun heard another new word.
Although he didn't understand it, he felt it must be a terrifyingly large amount.
Just then, the door to the alchemy room was pushed open.
Sect Leader Lu Yun walked in, looking lost and disoriented.
Even now, he had not recovered from that heaven-destroying strike earlier.
"Jun... Junior Sister..." he looked at Jiang Ning, his lips trembling, unable to form a complete sentence for a long time.
"What is it, Senior Brother?" Jiang Ning asked, "Is it cleaned up outside?"
"Cle... Cleaned up..." Sect Leader Lu Yun swallowed hard, "Too clean... nothing is left..."
He paused, finally gathering the courage to ask the question that was driving him insane.
"Junior Sister... just now... what exactly was that which fell from the sky?"
"Oh, that," Jiang Ning's tone was as casual as if she were commenting on the weather, "It is part of our defense system, called the 'Rod of God', a type of space-based kinetic weapon."
"To put it simply, it's just throwing a very heavy iron rod down from outer space."
"Because the speed is very fast, the power is a bit large."
Sect Leader Lu Yun: "..."
Junior Brother Sun: "..."
Power... a bit large?
You call that thing, which can instantly vaporize a Gold Core Late Stage cultivator and nearly a hundred Foundation Establishment cultivators, while incidentally poking a hole in the sky, "a bit large"?
Then what would you call high power?
The two looked at each other, and both saw a sense of powerlessness in the other's expression.
They felt that they and this Junior Sister Jiang Ning were no longer living in the same world.
"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore." Jiang Ning clapped her hands, pulling their attention back.
"The Blood Evil Sect problem is solved."
"Now, it is time to talk about our internal problems."
She looked at Sect Leader Lu Yun, her expression turning serious.
"Senior Brother, starting from today, that Logistics Support Department of yours needs to officially begin operations."
"I want you, within three days, to re-register the remaining people in the sect and establish files."
"Record everyone's name, age, cultivation level, and any specialties clearly."
"Then, according to my plan, assign them to different posts."
"The Infrastructure Construction Department needs a large number of people to do manual labor to help my team with Infrastructure Construction."
"The Production Department needs people who understand herbs and alchemy to follow Junior Brother Sun and learn to use the new equipment."
"In addition, we need to establish a... Security Department."
Jiang Ning's gaze swept outside the door, at those Qingyun Sect disciples who were still in shock.
"From among them, pick those who can fight and are sharp-minded."
"In the future, the sect's daily patrols and security will be under their jurisdiction."
"Of course, they must also accept modern military training from my team and learn to use new weapons."
"I want to forge them into a modern special operations team that can both cultivate immortality and understand technology in the shortest possible time."
Sect Leader Lu Yun listened in a daze, but he still subconsciously committed every point Jiang Ning made to memory.
Although he didn't understand many of the terms, he had only one thought in his mind: doing as Junior Sister said would definitely be right.
"Finally," Jiang Ning looked at Elder Sun, who had stood in the corner from beginning to end, his expression changing unpredictably, without saying a word.
"Elder Sun."
Elder Sun's body trembled; he raised his head and looked at Jiang Ning with a complex expression.
That heaven-punishment-like strike just now had completely beaten away his pitiful pride and stubbornness.
He finally understood now how ridiculously wrong he had been.
"Con... Consultant Jiang..." he opened his mouth, even his form of address had changed.
He dared not put on the airs of an elder anymore.
In the face of absolute, overwhelming power, all seniority and status seemed so laughable.
"Are you willing to come to our Qingyun Sect's newly established... Discipline Inspection Committee and be a director?" Jiang Ning asked him with a smile.
"You will be responsible for supervising the daily behavior and ideological trends of all disciples, ensuring that our new rules can be smoothly implemented."
"I... I..." Elder Sun was stunned.
He had not expected that Jiang Ning would not only refrain from settling scores with him—the "old stubborn" who had previously led the opposition—but would instead arrange a position for him that sounded like it held quite a bit of power.
For a moment, his emotions were complicated, and old tears were almost falling.
Leaning on his cane, he bowed deeply, deeply, to Jiang Ning.
"This old man... is willing!"
Thus, the interior of the Qingyun Sect was initially integrated.
A brand new, deformed yet powerful "monster" that fused immortal cultivation civilization with Earth's technology was about to be officially born on this ancient land.