The Programmer Cultivator

A tremendous suction force erupted from Zhang Deming’s monkey palm. This time, it was as if his palm could contain heaven and earth.

The Spiritual Light in the Metal Giant’s eyes flickered wildly. It tried to dodge, but its body was forcibly held in place.

It paused for just a moment before one of its arms melted and dissipated. Countless nanobots then voluntarily rushed toward Zhang Deming’s monkey palm.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Deming had sucked them into his palm, where they coalesced into a large glob of silver liquid.

Then, it pulled the same trick again, detonating the nanobots. The suction force in Zhang Deming’s hand was broken once more.

’In the end, it’s because my Sleeve Qiankun isn’t at the Law Level,’ Zhang Deming thought. ’It doesn’t have a true Space. The Buddha Country in the Palm effect, developed through a Fusion with Wishing Size, relies solely on the True Space in my palm. It’s just too limited.’

’Even with Wishing Size, it’s extremely limited, which is why it’s so easily broken.’

After the explosion, another wave of chilly aura flowed into Zhang Deming’s Bean Soldier’s body. The Metal Giant’s eyes flickered, but Zhang Deming acted as if he hadn’t noticed, completely ignoring it.

With his giant monkey body, he rushed toward the Metal Giant. The monkey and the metal man began to fight.

Zhang Deming continuously tried to attack the floating sphere above the giant’s head, but it dodged every time. Both were at the Peak Three Talents level of Cultivation, and for a while, their battle was a spectacular sight.

He felt his Spiritual Power depleting rapidly and realized he had already begun to draw upon the power of his Dark Pawns.

’If this drags on, I’ll be the first one to collapse.’ As this thought flashed through his mind, Zhang Deming’s fighting style suddenly changed. He took a punch from the Metal Giant head-on while landing a punch of his own on its body.

Both the monkey and the metal man staggered back a few steps, but at that moment, Zhang Deming’s eyes turned cold.

’Developed Technique: Yin Yang Vine Prison!’

A circle of black and white vines suddenly erupted around the retreating Metal Giant, wrapping around it like lightning. The instant the Yin Yang Vines coiled around it, the Metal Giant froze in place.

’It’s just as I thought. There are no useless Techniques, only useless Cultivators.’

’When the Yin Yang Chess Dao, in its extreme Trapped Position state, is integrated with other Trapping Skills, it can amplify the trapping effect hundreds or even thousands of times without having to activate that damned Trapped Position chessboard.’

A cold light gleamed in Zhang Deming’s eyes. He shot his hand out toward the metal sphere above the Metal Giant’s head, and a tremendous suction force erupted from his monkey palm.

The Spiritual Light of the metal sphere flickered, but the Metal Giant below, ensnared by the black and white vines, remained frozen and motionless.

Slowly, the metal sphere could no longer resist the pull of Zhang Deming’s palm. It began to drift from its position above the giant’s head toward his hand.

”Detecting Daoist Master unit in danger of destruction. Initiating destructive rescue protocol.”

A mechanical voice sounded out. The imprisoned Metal Giant melted instantly. Normally, even liquefying wouldn’t allow it to escape the Yin Yang Vine’s trap.

However, the liquefied Metal Giant began to explode again. Countless nanobots detonated in succession, and in the blink of an eye, the Yin Yang Vines trapping it shattered.

”You want to suck so badly? Then have your fill!”

The molten liquid of the Metal Giant, now carrying an extremely dense and bizarre aura, surged toward Zhang Deming.

The moment the liquid was pulled into Zhang Deming’s palm, it exploded. The suction force shattered again, and Zhang Deming’s entire Bean Soldier was instantly chilled, feeling as if its whole body was about to freeze solid.

Having expended a large amount of its liquid, the Metal Giant didn’t reform into its humanoid shape. Instead, it coalesced into a human face that stared coldly at Zhang Deming, who felt as if he were frozen stiff.

”The Power of Sin is a wonderful thing for you humans. Enjoy it slowly!”

Zhang Deming felt frozen, but his body was not actually paralyzed.

On the contrary, it was abnormally active. Tentacles began to sprout from the surface of the Bean Soldier’s body. All over its form, vertical pupils emerged from beneath the skin and opened their eyes.

As the eyeballs swiveled, they stared bizarrely back at Zhang Deming himself.

The reason he felt frozen was that the bizarre aura had almost completely corroded the Bean Soldier’s body and was beginning to spread toward his consciousness. That was why he had this sensation and found it difficult to control the Bean Soldier.

Sensing the changes in the Bean Soldier’s body, Zhang Deming gritted his teeth and completely abandoned all resistance to the corrosion. He thrust out his right hand, and countless threads converged into a massive palm that slammed down like lightning toward the sphere and the face.

The face, which had been coldly watching Zhang Deming’s grotesque transformation, was startled. But before it could react, a jade-colored palm smashed it to the ground, pinning the metal sphere along with it.

It sensed a fatal threat and instantly detonated almost all of its remaining liquid, blowing the jade-colored palm to bits. Another immense, cold aura surged toward Zhang Deming.

The Bean Soldier’s body could hold on no longer. Its lower half instantly collapsed into a writhing mass of tentacles, covered in countless maws and vertical pupils. This collapse was rapidly spreading toward its head.

Zhang Deming had almost completely lost control of the body. Without further hesitation, he willed his Heart Spirit and dismissed the Bean Soldier Incarnation.

The Bean Soldier’s untransformed head instantly disintegrated into a sky full of Spiritual Light. The mutated part of its body, however, disintegrated very slowly and with great difficulty.

A peculiar speck of Spiritual Light traveled through a strange channel and slipped away.

As the Bean Soldier dissipated, the cold, bizarre, and evil aura lost its target, but it did not vanish.

As Karma born from extreme evil, it was an incredibly troublesome existence for a Cultivator. Once tainted by it, escaping was obviously not so easy.

For an Ordinary Cultivator, cleansing Karma was an exceptionally difficult task, even for a Medicinal Poison Dao Cultivator.

Therefore, the moment the Spiritual Light vanished, the aura pursued it, disappearing underground as well.

This series of events happened in an instant. When the sphere floated up again, it discovered that not only had its target—which it had spent countless amounts of liquid to corrupt—vanished;

the bizarre aura it had painstakingly cultivated had also disappeared. Even as the Main Brain, it was stunned for a moment, completely dumbfounded, unable to comprehend the situation.

It looked as though its internal logic was running frantically, almost at risk of crashing.

* * *

After dismissing the Bean Soldier, Zhang Deming’s Heart Spirit returned to the Spirit Nurturing Space. Seeing the four Rune Balls that had followed him back, he let out a long sigh of relief.

Although he had run numerous tests, he only felt truly at ease after successfully retreating.

Before he could even make a move, an extremely malevolent aura that had followed him burst into the Spirit Nurturing Space, tracing the path of his withdrawal.