With a light "chirp" sound, the silver needle deeply penetrated the wooden door, revealing a long needle tip on the other side of the door.
Gao Xian was both surprised and delighted.
The White Plum Needle, due to its special material, was much heavier than ordinary sewing needles, and its power was significantly enhanced when activated with mana.
However, claiming to penetrate heavy armor within ten steps was clearly Huang Ying's exaggerated marketing slogan and should not be taken seriously.
Returning home, Gao Xian felt like he had been tricked into buying this set of White Plum Needles at a high price.
Fortunately, they were still useful, so it wasn't a waste of money.
Huang Ying also had two special pockets sewn into his sleeves, which were layered pockets.
Although he already had pockets in his sleeves, these specially made pockets were more exquisite and had a more logical layout.
With these two pockets, he could neatly store talismans, spirit stones, elixirs, magical tools, etc., making them easy to access.
Gao Xian was very satisfied with this modification.
His Electric Light Solar Dragon Hand was both fast and skillful, and having these items hidden in the pockets allowed him to access them at the fastest speed.
With so many things in his sleeves, he had to be even more careful when using the White Plum Needles.
Especially since the silver wrist guards with needle orifices were close to his wrists, one wrong move could injure himself.
The hollow silver wrist guards contained runes, and by activating the runes with mana, the White Plum Needles hidden in the empty slots could be shot out.
According to Huang Ying, the White Plum Needles were very light and required very little mana to activate, making them suitable for a cultivator like him at the second level of Qi cultivation.
However, to manipulate the flying White Plum Needles, he needed to nurture his mana every day until he established a stable connection between himself and the needles to control them as he pleased.
Huang Ying knew that he was clueless about controlling magical tools and kindly explained many common knowledge to him.
Following Huang Ying's instructions, Gao Xian held a White Plum Needle in his hand, focused his mind to stimulate his mana.
A figure of Lan Jie appeared deep in Gao Xian's mind, and a spiritual light descended from her.
In a trance, Gao Xian felt a kind of invisible connection with the White Plum Needle.
Gao Xian tried to control the White Plum Needle.
He transmitted his consciousness to Lan Jie in his mind, and then Lan Jie used mana to control the White Plum Needle.
At the same time, he silently recited the incantation to activate the White Plum Needle.
The synchronization of intention, speech, and action caused the three-inch long silver needle to float slowly.
Gao Xian could control the White Plum Needle, but he always felt that it was difficult to control and exert force, making it hard to control.
He remembered his first experience learning to ride a bicycle.
Riding the bicycle was not difficult, but mastering balance was always challenging, making it difficult to control the direction and force of the bike.
The flying needle was like that hard-to-control bicycle, but with a higher level of difficulty.
Fortunately, Lan Jie was overseeing the overall situation, helping to concentrate divine intent, condense the runes, and control the mana.
He didn't need to exert much effort on the most difficult technical details, making it much simpler to control the White Plum Needle.
After a few tries, Gao Xian had already mastered the knack of controlling the White Plum Needle.
When he placed the White Plum Needle in the slot of the wrist guard and activated it with mana, the speed of the White Plum Needle shot out was extremely fast, making it a hundred times more difficult to control.
It was like a person who couldn't ride a bike well, suddenly riding a motorcycle at two hundred miles per hour.
The shot White Plum Needle instantly lost control, piercing the wooden door at an extremely high speed, completely deviating from Gao Xian's intended target.
Fortunately, each activation of the White Plum Needle consumed very little mana, allowing Gao Xian to practice repeatedly.
Gao Xian, who was accustomed to the stable order of his previous life, could not adapt to this dangerous cultivation world.
His mind was always filled with unease.
In modern society, one could still live comfortably even while lying flat, without worrying about survival.
In this world, one wrong move could lead to death at the hands of others.
To protect himself, the most reliable method was to enhance his own strength.
Since there was no other way, and he had treasures like the Wind and Moon Mirror, which provided a clear path to enhance his strength, he had to seize the opportunity and become the king of cultivation in the world of cultivators!
With this determination, Gao Xian devoted all his time to practicing spells and mastering the White Plum Needle.
With the two secret techniques of the Great Occasional Divine Art and the Electric Light Solar Dragon Hand, Gao Xian's progress in cultivation was rapid, making strides each day.
In just a few days, he had reached a proficient level with the White Plum Needle.
Now, Gao Xian could activate four White Plum Needles at once, controlling their direction and speed midway.
Within ten steps, the accuracy of the White Plum Needles was quite good.
Beyond ten steps, the White Plum Needles would start to lose control.
Upon reaching proficiency, the speed of skill improvement noticeably slowed down.
With the Ice Arrow Technique, the Flame Bullet spell, and the White Plum Needle magical tool, Gao Xian gained some confidence.
Cultivation was not just about fighting, but also about the daily necessities of life.
Gao Xian wanted to cultivate all day long, but he also had to refine elixirs.
Only by refining elixirs could he earn spirit stones, which were necessary to purchase spiritual rice, magical tools, elixirs, and all other essential resources.
He had enough remaining medicinal ingredients to refine a furnace of Solid Yuan Pills, so he needed to start working on it quickly and refine the Solid Yuan Pills.
With various medicinal ingredients prepared, Gao Xian lit the fire and started the furnace.
Refining Solid Yuan Pills, a low-level elixir, was already a skill he had mastered, making him exceptionally proficient.
During the dull moments of alchemy, he could play with the cat, read books, or meditate.
However, cooking was not his forte.
Fortunately, he had White Dew Pills, which could sustain him for a day, providing more spiritual energy than spiritual rice or monster meat.
The convenience and simplicity of taking the pill made it an essential medicine for daily life.
Gao Xian had prepared some strips of monster meat for the little cat in advance, enough for it to eat.
After three days of simmering, the freshly made Solid Yuan Pills were ready.
It looked like a large pile of green sticky paste, somewhat resembling thick green bean porridge.
Gao Xian rolled the pills, coated them with cinnabar, and sealed their properties.
Thanks to the Electric Light Solar Dragon Hand, he performed these simple tasks as quickly as an automated assembly line.
Finally finishing his work, he could now proceed with his plan.
Gao Xian couldn't help but hum a tune happily, but just then, he heard a slight strange noise.
Gao Xian's heart tightened.
It was the middle of the night, and it was raining.
Who would come at this hour?
He quickly wiped his hands, pulled out a golden talisman from his sleeve with his right hand for backup.
At the same time, Gao Xian extinguished the nearby oil lamp.
The room instantly darkened, with only the remaining charcoal fire in the furnace emitting a dim red light.
Gao Xian stepped out of the illuminated area of the charcoal fire, carefully pressed against the wall, raised his left hand with the White Plum Needle aimed at the door.
He had no experience dealing with such sudden dangers, and his heart was pounding nervously, his breathing quickened, and the hand holding the golden talisman was slightly sticky.
After waiting for a while, the continuous night rain made the surroundings unusually quiet, except for the sound of rain.
This calmness made the atmosphere even more oppressive, and Gao Xian couldn't help but shout, "Who's outside?!"
Due to his extreme nervousness, Gao Xian's voice sounded sharp, but he was unaware of it.
However, the hidden Old Wang outside heard it.
A disdainful cold smile appeared on his face.
This kid usually acted decently, just now he blew out the lamp to hide, showing quick reactions.
It seemed like he was scared to the point of peeing!
He was being overly cautious; there was no need for it at all.
Old Wang felt he had a good grasp of Gao Xian's capabilities, giving him some confidence.
He took two steps forward and knocked on the door twice, "Xiao Gao, open the door, it's me!"
In the pouring rain, Old Wang's old voice sounded even more gloomy.
In the alchemy room, Gao Xian's heart skipped a beat.
It really was Old Wang!
He hurriedly said, "I'm in the middle of alchemy right now, it's not convenient. Come back tomorrow..."
"That won't do, I have urgent matters."
Old Wang, a bit impatient, pushed the door, making a loud banging noise, but he couldn't push it open.
Gao Xian was timid, and the solid wooden door was securely bolted.
Experienced as he was, Old Wang didn't waste his energy on the door.
Instead, he rushed towards the window, smashing the window frame to pieces and entering the alchemy room.
"What are you doing?"
Gao Xian exclaimed, shrinking into the corner of the wall.
He quickly activated the golden talisman.
A golden light flashed from his sleeve, enveloping Gao Xian in a faint yellow glow.
This kind of talisman activation required corresponding incantations.
With Lan Jie's help in activating the incantations, Gao Xian could instantly activate the golden talisman without making a sound.
Gao Xian felt like he had put on a semi-transparent tight armor, giving him a strong sense of envelopment.
His muscles naturally tensed, his body filled with strength.
Although he didn't know the specific effects of the golden talisman, it gave Gao Xian a sense of security and confidence.
In the dimly lit room illuminated only by the charcoal fire, Old Wang didn't notice any changes in Gao Xian's appearance.
He held his sword, sneering at Gao Xian, "Look at you, so scared. I'm not here to harm you..."
The room was filled with the strong scent of medicinal herbs, and Old Wang noticed a large number of pills spread out on the table.
Although he couldn't see the appearance of the pills clearly in the dim light, the familiar scent of Solid Yuan Pills couldn't escape his notice.
Old Wang's eyes lit up instantly.
With so many Solid Yuan Pills, they were worth at least several dozen spirit stones...
(End of Chapter)