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"Hmph! You're lucky you ran into someone as magnanimous as me. If it were any other fairy, based on what you just said, you'd be bedridden for ten or eight years at most!"

"Yes, yes, yes, Sister Wanwan is beautiful, generous, and broad-minded; she's definitely different from others!"

Chen Yun rubbed his left cheek, which was red and slightly swollen from being pinched, and hurriedly echoed her words with utmost sincerity.

There's no way around it; if he's not sincere, he's afraid he'll really get beaten up.

However, he couldn't help but secretly complain to himself: "They're already immortal, why are they still so concerned about age? It's utterly absurd!"

Zhou Wanwan then released her grip, gave a satisfied hum, and began a formal discussion, starting with Chen Yun's research on semi-magical artifacts and weapons of truth.

Upon hearing this, Chen Yun immediately perked up, his eyes lighting up.

He poured out all his design ideas, core concepts, and even his wildest ideas without reservation.

Zhou Wanwan also shared her insights without reservation, revealing all the inspiration she gained from Chen Yun's design and some of her own extended ideas.

During this time, Zhou Wanwan even took out several semi-magical artifact samples that she had personally improved and refined, and handed them to Chen Yun to observe and disassemble.

Chen Yun studied it carefully and indeed gained a lot of new inspiration from it.

In return, Chen Yun summoned his giant mecha, powered by the Seed of Law, for Zhou Wanwan to examine closely.

Zhou Wanwan was as if she had discovered a new continent. She examined the mecha from top to bottom and inside to outside several times, not even letting go of the smallest connecting structure.

This mecha, which blends technology with the concept of cultivation, also gave her great inspiration.

The two got along very well, their ideas collided, and inspiration struck, completely forgetting the passage of time.

Before we knew it, three days had passed in this lively discussion.

"Little Yunzi." Zhou Wanwan patted Chen Yun's shoulder with satisfaction, her smile bright and cheerful: "When you ascend to immortality, remember to come find your sister! By then, I'll definitely be able to forge an even more powerful and cooler mecha than yours!"

"Then I certainly won't be idle!" Chen Yun said confidently with a smile, "By the time I ascend, my current 'first-generation machine' will definitely have undergone several upgrades and iterations!"

"Hmph! Then let's see who builds the more powerful thing!" Zhou Wanwan raised her chin, full of fighting spirit.

When it comes to weapon crafting, she never admits defeat.

After exchanging a few more words of advice, Zhou Wanwan personally escorted Chen Yun to Taibai Jinxing. Taibai Jinxing then opened a passage to send Chen Yun back to the mortal realm.

Before parting, Zhou Wanwan suddenly remembered something, and handed Chen Yun a warm jade slip, transmitting her voice, "Here, this is for you. Inside are some of my insights into weapon forging over the years, and also... the basic forging methods and key points written by my grandfather in his early years. Your basic skills... really need to be brushed up on!"

Chen Yun took the jade slip, scanned it with his divine sense, and a warm feeling and gratitude welled up in his heart.

He understood that this was not only Zhou Wanwan's intention, but also that the seemingly serious, long-bearded old man was guiding him and helping him make up for his most basic shortcomings in another way.

"Thank you so much, Sister Wanwan! Please also thank the senior for me!" Chen Yun said solemnly.

It was past three in the afternoon when we returned to the mortal realm.

Chen Yun stood on the familiar street, took a deep breath of the air filled with the scent of everyday life, and suddenly felt a bland taste in his mouth—although he didn't need to eat during his three days in the Heavenly Realm, he really wanted to eat something now that he was back in the mortal world.

He took out his phone and dialed Qin Le's number.

"You're back?" Qin Le's cheerful voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Yeah, just got back. Got some free time? Same place, Baiwei Plaza, my treat," Chen Yun said with a smile.

"Sure, I'll head over now," Qin Le readily agreed.

"Okay, see you in a bit."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yun hailed a taxi and headed straight for Baiwei Plaza.

When they arrived at the agreed meeting point, Qin Le was already waiting there. The three hundred demon race students had also already scattered throughout the square, each searching for their favorite food, and the air was filled with the aroma of various snacks.

"Why did it take you so long to get up there?" Qin Le asked Chen Yun with some curiosity.

He had anticipated that a day would be enough to complete the test explosion and the handover of technology. Chen Yun's departure, however, lasted almost four days, which was indeed somewhat unexpected.

"I spent a few days exchanging ideas with a fellow weapon-refining enthusiast from the Celestial Realm, and I gained a lot," Chen Yun explained with a smile.

"I see." Qin Le nodded in understanding.

It is common for cultivators to spend several days or even months exchanging ideas on Daoist techniques and skills; three or four days is indeed not a long time.

The two walked side by side into the bustling Baiwei Square, strolling and chatting as they went.

Chen Yun spoke of the earth-shattering scene during the Truth Test, and of the resource support plan and other rewards he received from the Celestial Realm, his tone filled with barely suppressed excitement.

In addition to promising to open up some rare resources for his research, the Heavenly Realm also directly allocated a small but renewable spirit stone mine to him!

Although the annual output is only a few billion spirit stones, far less than the one Qin Le's mother obtained, it is still an astronomical amount of wealth and confidence for Chen Yun.

Qin Le also talked about the situation in the mortal world these past few days, which was nothing more than attending classes, cultivating, and occasionally helping junior students answer their questions. It was a peaceful and uneventful day.

The two bought a large amount of various snacks, found a relatively quiet corner to sit down, and slowly enjoyed them.

"I wonder how much 'Truth' has been produced in the Celestial Realm these past few days, and how many Chaos Beasts have been destroyed," Chen Yun mumbled, taking a bite of the fragrant roasted meat.

Although he had witnessed the power of the test explosion firsthand, he couldn't help but imagine what it would be like when hundreds or thousands of Truths bloomed simultaneously on the battlefield.

Unfortunately, his cultivation level was still too low to stay on the front lines for long enough to witness it firsthand.

"The effect must be remarkable?" Qin Le took a sip of milk tea and smiled, "Otherwise, the Heavenly Realm wouldn't have given such a generous reward. Your invention has truly been a great help."

At that moment, a slight movement of air occurred at Chen Yun's shoulder, and a palm-sized, flame-wreathed phantom of Nezha quietly appeared. He crossed his arms, his tone carrying a rare hint of relaxation:

"Kid, let me tell you, your 'truth' has had a significant effect. Because of its implementation, some of the brothers on the front line have finally been able to catch their breath and no longer have to fight day and night like before."

"Really?! That's great!" Chen Yun's eyes lit up, genuinely happy.

For him, the most meaningful thing was to eliminate more Chaos Beasts, relieve some of the pressure on the gods and soldiers guarding the Three Realms on the front lines, and make their battle a little easier.

This also means that the Chaos side might have less energy left to scheme against the mortal realm.

"Hmm." Nezha's phantom nodded: "Currently, production is still increasing. Once it's fully deployed, it will allow more people on the battlefield to have a chance to take turns resting."

There was a hint of relief in his tone.

While the truth could not instantly turn the tide of the war, it did inject a shot in the arm into this brutal war that had lasted for over a thousand years, giving many exhausted soldiers hope for a brief respite.

"I can't be of much help with mass production; we'll have to rely on the seniors in the Heavenly Realm." Chen Yun smiled somewhat embarrassedly.

"You've done very well." Nezha's phantom rarely praised him, then as if remembering something, a mischievous smile appeared on his face: "However... there were a few clumsy guys who weren't skilled at the operation and almost got themselves caught in the explosion, making a bit of a laughing stock."

"puff--!"

"Cough cough cough...!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yun almost spat out his milk tea, while Qin Le coughed repeatedly from the choking on the snack. The two looked at each other and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Imagine a group of majestic deities frantically operating a new weapon, almost causing a workplace accident... It's quite amusing.