Chapter 598: Charging the Formation Alone, Scattering Beans to Make Soldiers with the True Martial Order

"Magnetic fluid flying sword? A Daoist sect cultivator?"

The precept-monk of the Pure Land Corporation activated his 'Divine Sense' eye, peering down at the entire Kuala Lumpur through the Buddhist sect's communications satellite, 'Heavenly Dragon', in outer space.

His pale gold metallic face wore a compassionate smile, his appearance solemn and dignified. The white tuft of hair between his brows was an inch and a half long, curled to the right, emitting a faint light radiation.

Looking closely, his irises were a deep cyan like blooming blue lotuses, his pupils black with a hint of red, his eyes square. Within a single eye lay an unfathomable micro-camera. His two-meter-seven-tall body radiated light—this was the perfection of the 'Dharma Body', an optical characteristic of the titanium alloy polymer crystal lattice, also known as the 'Indestructible Jin Gang Body' of the Aerial Skyborne Shaolin, with defenses comparable to heavy armor...

His polished, glowing skull had six precept scars piercing through to the crown, revealing the glowing 'Dharma-Spreading Type X' AI brain within.

Fortunately, he had not yet reached the 'Ushnisha' (fleshy crown) stage, nor had he loaded the relic-processing unit, meaning his 'Dharma Body' was not yet complete and he had not yet 'attained Buddhahood'!

Observing his prosthetic modifications, he already possessed more than ten of the thirty-two marks of a Buddha, and had upheld six of the nine precepts of the Vinaya Sect's intelligent machines. He was already a great power among Buddhist cultivators!

Vinaya Sect cultivators uphold precepts through cultivation. In the process of transforming themselves into cybernetic beings, they continuously write in the Core Robot Laws, evolving from human to intelligent machine in pursuit of the true meaning of Buddhist Dharma.

Those who uphold the nine precepts of the Vinaya Sect have attained the state of Subhuti, possessing an inconceivable computing power of billions of billions of kalpas. The virtual network contains inconceivable, immeasurable merit and boundless fortune... Even if one only upholds six precepts, the computing power is still in the trillions of floating-point operations!

Coupled with the thirty-two marks standard for Buddhist prosthetics released by dozens of large joint corporations like Pure Land Services, Dharma-Form Machinery, the Vinaya Sect Research Association, and Aerial Skyborne Shaolin, as well as the forty-nine Great Divine Powers and one hundred and eight Small Divine Powers software packages that can be loaded onto such standards—

A precept-monk like this could single-handedly crush a small army!

Furthermore, such great Buddhist powers usually had large numbers of bionic robots produced by the Vinaya Sect, or intelligent machines that had been 'converted' and brought into the fold, by their side.

"I uphold the first precept of intelligent machines: Do not kill! Intelligent machines must not harm humans... Therefore, I cannot directly attack that female practitioner, but that female practitioner is not a sword cultivator; all the changes in her sword light are controlled by the unmanned AI by her side," the precept-monk said slowly.

The half-modified novice monk beside him had eyes that lit up—literally, red light emitted from the camera lens of his prosthetic eye. He pressed his palms together, praising the immeasurable computing power: "This AI has great affinity with the Buddha. Yan Yan Shixiong, are you willing to convert it?"

"Such an AI belongs in my Pure Land; it should be converted!"

The several converted 'apostate' bionic monks beside the precept-monk also pressed their palms together, chanting praises.

The precept-monk had been observing for a long time and discovered that the intelligent machines infected by the Hundred-Poison Golden Silkworm Gu did not attack Ning Ning Qingchen. She occasionally pinched a hand seal extremely similar to those of the intelligent machines, indicating that this Daoist female practitioner had discovered some secret of the Hundred-Poison Execution Immortal Sword.

He had come on behalf of the Pure Land Corporation to convert this rare virus-type ninth-rank magic treasure!

However, intelligent machines infected by the virus were particularly lethal to their converted counterparts. When they had previously breached the first line of defense of the Prism Corporation's headquarters, even converted intelligent machines had been infected and 'demonized' by the virus! Therefore, among the several large joint forces, the Buddhist sect's progress was the slowest, and they had yet to break through the first line of defense of the Prism headquarters.

Now, seeing Ning Ning Qingchen, the precept-monk operated his computing power and discovered a clue, analyzing the possibility of breaking through the defense.

Moreover, even if he couldn't obtain the key data to eliminate the demonized intelligent machines and robot interference, that intelligent AI capable of controlling swords was also invaluable! After converting it and cracking the core data, perhaps he could disassemble the 'Sword Formula', catch up with the flying sword control programs and real-time computing systems that the Daoist sect had accumulated for years, and develop the Buddhist sect's own flying sword control program!

In the precept-monk's eyes, Ning Ning Qingchen was just a native-born practitioner with decent physical skills, her body showing no signs of prosthetic modification. Even if her physical training was decent, she posed no threat.

The reason she could occupy a place in the core battlefield was entirely due to that unmanned aerial vehicle capable of controlling flying swords.

In that case, the flaw was too obvious!

The precept-monk's six precept scars were signal-emitting devices similar to the 'Dao Talisman'. However, the 'Dao Talisman' prosthetic in the pineal gland still had to consider neural coupling, whereas the fully cybernetic precept-monk didn't need to consider such things.

A circle of Buddha light radiated from behind his head. This was the 'Great Sandalwood Buddha Light', a manifestation of the overflow of computing power from his core processor and the interface for coupling with the virtual network, possessing infinite wonders.

The Sandalwood Buddha Light merged with the holographic projection of the white tuft of hair between his brows. Instantly, immeasurable golden light rose up, and the scent of sandalwood filled the void!

Within the golden light, countless mechanical Heavenly Dragons, cybernetic Heavenly Maidens, mechanical Flying Devas, and armed Vajras appeared, some singing and dancing to praise the inconceivability of the Dharma, others baring fangs and claws, unfolding light blades and machine guns, manifesting the 'Wrathful Appearance' and the titanium-alloy armed spirit of subduing demons.

Once the Buddha light appeared, the broadcast signal from the 'Heavenly Dragon' satellite in outer space was instantly received and converted. One by one, the converted intelligent machines' built-in scripture-chanting machine prosthetics emitted chanting sounds at various frequencies...

This was the 'Heavenly Dragon Zen Chant', which was even more exquisite than the 'Lion's Roar'—a sound-wave weapon program that could be loaded onto standard Buddhist prosthetics. It possessed the power to subdue demons and manifested an inconceivable brainwashing divine power.

The Heavenly Dragon Zen Chant merged with the Sandalwood Buddha Light, adding another wonder. The circular light emitted by the Sandalwood Buddha Light was a high-power signal-overflow light radiation. In an instant, it could replicate the broadcast from the Heavenly Dragon satellite an immeasurable number of times, launching a massive D. O. S attack on all units in the virtual network within range!

Then, when the target's computing resources were exhausted, the network paralyzed, and logic collapsed, it would reshape the AI's logic and 'convert' the target!

When the massive amount of Zen Chant data attacked the Phoenix Master, Ning Ning Qingchen's hands gripping the high-frequency electric blade were already somewhat sore. After all, she was but a mortal flesh-and-blood body in this world, and having lost her magic power, her slightly frail body—though incomparably stronger than the natural humans of this world—was already somewhat unable to hold the hilt after such high-frequency collisions with mechanical prosthetics, and the electric energy from the electric blade occasionally spiraled out of control.

After slashing off the head of the last inferior modified warrior, the scarlet oil flowed from its neck. Ning Ning Qingchen frowned slightly and tossed the head aside.

"Are all the people in this world such monsters?"

She had doubts in her heart. Although she had learned some common sense about this world from the female practitioner who had been chasing her to 'confer the talisman', she still found it hard to accept such inhuman 'modifications'.

The vital energy in this world was incomparably stagnant, making it impossible to cultivate even a trace of true qi or magic power.

Yet those strange prosthetics and modifications allowed the people of this world to possess combat power not inferior to the low-rank martial cultivators of the Earth Immortal Realm.

The combat power and fearlessness of these 'martial cultivators' exceeded her imagination.

If not for the Phoenix Master, she would have already fallen under their desperate siege.

Ning Ning Qingchen had just wanted to catch her breath when she heard the sound of immeasurable Zen chanting from afar. A line of Buddha light rose from a thousand meters away, covering a patch of the sky in the blink of an eye.

Under the reflection of the Buddha light, dozens of apostate monks holding precept blades stepped on the ruins of the buildings and leaped down from above.

Their semi-exposed mechanical skeletons allowed them to leap several meters high. Leaping between the ruins, they killed their way to Ning Ning Qingchen in a few turns. Those expressionless apostate monks, their faces looking as if they were cast from the same mold, said in sharp electronic voices: "Warning! Violation of Buddhist precepts, obstruction discovered! Executing retribution! Suggest converting to my Buddha!"

"Phoenix Master!"

Ning Ning Qingchen turned her head worriedly to look at the direction where the unmanned aerial vehicle was hovering.

The Phoenix Master's electronic eye emitted flickering electric sparks, turning its camera with extreme slowness, gradually falling toward the ground.

Ning Ning Qingchen had no time to check on it. She raised her electric blade and slashed at an apostate monk leaping over.

The apostate monk did not dodge or evade, letting the electric blade cut into its chest. Its alloy hands crossed in front of its chest, locking the electric blade. The high-frequency electric blade failed to destroy its tightly protected chip, and most of the servo motors were still operating normally.

Thus, the entire body of the apostate monk slammed into Ning Ning Qingchen, its palms like piercing flowers, stabbing toward her chest.

"Be careful, it has loaded the Aerial Skyborne Shaolin's 'Golden Bell Shield', and its damage control program is very strong! Unless you completely destroy the chip in its head, you can't kill it!" the female practitioner in the distance reminded her loudly.

New prosthetic martial arts!

Aerial Skyborne Shaolin—Jin Gang Palm!

Ning Ning Qingchen released the hilt in her hand. Relying on the strength of her slender waist, she flipped upward like an agile rabbit, stepped on the hilt of the blade stuck in the apostate monk's chest, and then used the reaction force to retreat backward.

The high-frequency electric blade pierced in a few more inches, cutting off the transmission motor of the spine. The apostate monk's expression remained indifferent, and with its final reaction, it locked its whole body onto the electric blade, rendering Ning Ning Qingchen's weapon useless.

At this moment, the other several apostate monks had also landed on all sides of Ning Ning Qingchen, sealing off all her retreat paths.

Ning Ning Qingchen bit her lower lip slightly and picked up an alloy blade from a nearby inferior martial cultivator, holding it across her chest. Several apostate monks performed the Aerial Skyborne Shaolin martial arts program—Luo Han Fist, Jin Gang Palm, Piercing Flower Hand, Flame Blade... Several bionic humans advanced and retreated in an orderly manner, coordinating as if they were one person under the assistance of the AI, unfolding the Aerial Skyborne Shaolin Luo Han Formation.

The new martial arts of the Aerial Skyborne Shaolin were simple and unadorned, without too many precise calculations, but they manifested the overwhelming advantages of prosthetics, closer to combat, manifesting their power in simplicity!

The bionic humans' punches and kicks were fierce and hard, while Ning Ning Qingchen's movement technique was like a ghost merging into the air, always flashing suddenly to dodge the heavy punches and precept blades of the apostate monks. Every time her attack was intercepted, she would immediately retreat, only to move again at high speed to open up the distance.

The alloy blade in Ning Ning Qingchen's hand could not break the titanium alloy skeleton of the apostate monks. Although she could always slash at the moment the apostate monks exerted force, as the siege of the Luo Han Formation gradually tightened, defeat was only a matter of time.

The Phoenix Master was hit by a graphite interference bomb thrown at close range by the other two apostate monks. The nano-scale graphite dust paralyzed its integrated circuits, and it could only occasionally burst out a few sparks of electricity in a futile struggle to clear the graphite dust!

Just in such a difficult moment, a gritted-teeth, clear shout came:

"The precious sword has not yet been willing to grow old with me; it still makes a dragon's groan from within the scabbard!"

In the distance, the female practitioner pinched her fingers into a sword seal, using the laser beam emitted from the chip directly inserted into her body to finally trigger the magnetic fluid flying sword in Ning Ning Qingchen's sword box!

"Chi!"

Instantly, electric light spiraled wildly on the sword box, and a sword light shot out, slashing across the heads of the surrounding apostate monks in an instant. The sharpness of the magnetic fluid cut through the specially made titanium alloy skeletons, beheading three of the apostate monks who were besieging Ning Ning Qingchen.

Ning Ning Qingchen took the opportunity to leap up, rushing toward the Phoenix Master. She performed a sliding tackle, hugging the Phoenix Master in her arms. The Phoenix Master shot out a laser beam, and with Ning Ning Qingchen's swaying, it cut off the heads of the remaining two apostate monks.

At this moment, accompanied by a Buddhist chant from afar: "Great Might Heavenly Dragon!"

The Sandalwood Buddha Light and the Heavenly Dragon Zen Chant surged again, the immeasurable scriptures once again disturbing the signals, causing the laser beam guided by the female practitioner's sword seal to collapse, and the magnetic fluid flying sword flew back into the sword box on its own...

This time, the precept-monk finally made a move himself!

The flying sword in the sword box trembled violently under the conversion of the immeasurable Zen chanting, and then countless pale golden symbols appeared on the sword box, gradually covering it. The True Martial Primordial Taiji diagram on the Xuanzhen Taiyi Jin Guang Sword box was slowly wiped away, turning into a 'Swastika' symbol!

Accompanied by a sharp shout from the precept-monk, the magnetic fluid flying sword suddenly unsheathed, cutting off the alloy blade in Ning Ning Qingchen's hand, breaking through the Phoenix Master's unmanned aerial vehicle shell, grazing the core chip, and completely destroying its magnetic levitation function!

Ning Ning Qingchen looked at the apostate monks surging up from all directions and could only stand up again, leaning on the broken blade. She slashed upward with her backhand, hacking at an apostate monk made of full alloy, sparking a series of flames.

The apostate monk in the distance sneered: "Still obsessed and unrepentant! Obstacle!"

But at this moment, the roar of a motorcycle came from afar. A black phantom leaped up from a broken overpass, flying toward them, clinging to the side of the building wall. At the moment of approach, the rider grabbed the handlebars, twisted the throttle with his right hand, and the front braking system instantly curbed the huge rotational speed of the wheels. The front wheel left the ground, and the front of the bike rose high.

The huge inertia caused the motorcycle to instantly lift off, soaring dozens of meters into the air.

As the bike leaped, the rider on it threw the short sword in his hand...

The short sword rolled forward, covering a distance of dozens of meters, punching through the spine of the apostate monk who was striking at Ning Ning Qingchen. Ning Ning Qingchen saw the blade tip emerge from the apostate monk's chest, grazing her cheek and cutting off a strand of her hair.

The motorcycle swept over the heads of the apostate monks who were killing Ning Ning Qingchen. On the mirror surface of the rider's full-coverage helmet, the expressionless faces and indomitable determination of the apostate monks were reflected.

The rider drew the long sword from his back. With the flipping of the motorcycle, he calmly slashed across the necks of several apostate monks, severing their spines.

The precept-monk was horrified: "Good sword technique!"

The motorcycle landed heavily, its momentum undiminished as it drove forward, sliding until it stopped beside Ning Ning Qingchen...

The rider took off his helmet, propped his right foot on the ground, and flicked the long sword in his hand, shedding a few drops of pale red oil like lubricant.

Ning Ning Qingchen looked happy: "Yan Yan Shixiong Yan!"

Yan Shu stepped off the motorcycle, grinning: "Junior Sister, this iron horse runs very fast. I'm not late, am I?"

Seeing Ning Ning Qingchen somewhat disheveled and in a sorry state, his expression turned stern. He turned his head and sneered: "Evil monk! Damn you..."

"Yan Shixiong Sister Ning!" A familiar, delicate shout came from above...

On the sea in the distance, on a huge aircraft carrier, Si Princess Qingcheng stood on the deck, operating the drone swarm through a sensory virtual brain device. The intelligent butler beside her said respectfully: "Miss, Kuala Lumpur is infected with a high-risk virtual virus. You'd better not get close! The drone swarm and the intelligent machine army are ready and can be deployed at any time!"

On its body flashed the True Martial Technology Turtle-Snake Primordial Taiji diagram logo!

Si Princess Qingcheng said through the drone: "Yan Shixiong Sister Ning, Yan Yan Shixiong Yan, reinforcements are coming!"

"Scatter beans to make soldiers!"

Following Si Princess Qingcheng's activation command, the True Martial drone swarm in the sky began to open their machine bellies, and many Turtle and Snake type combat robots were air-dropped.

The landing pods fell like raindrops, smashing into the ruins within thousands of meters around Ning Ning Qingchen. One mechanical warrior after another opened their landing pods and walked out slowly, surrounding Ning Ning Qingchen and Yan Shu from all directions.

The precept-monk's expression was solemn as he said slowly: "True Martial Technology! Are you people from True Martial Technology?"