The Little Demonic Cultivator in the Courtyard: Borrowing 100,000 Japanese Pirates to Heal

Don't underestimate this change.

Previously, killing a Japanese soldier would only fill one-fiftieth of the cyclone with the life force absorbed; now it can fill one-thirtieth.

This change is not obvious on a single enemy, but it accumulates to a considerable amount. In the past, you had to kill fifty Japanese soldiers to feel a significant increase, but now killing thirty is about enough.

For high-ranking targets, such as military officers and plainclothes agents, the chances of survival are even greater.

Killing a lieutenant colonel is equivalent to killing three or four ordinary soldiers, and killing a plainclothes agent is equivalent to killing two or three.

Ten minutes later, Xu Jiande withdrew his consciousness from his dantian and began to circulate his demonic energy through the Great Circulation.

Starting from the dantian, follow the three yin meridians of the hand downwards, pass the Laogong acupoint, and return via the three yang meridians of the hand; starting from the dantian, follow the three yin meridians of the foot downwards to the Yongquan acupoint on the sole of the foot, and return via the three yang meridians of the foot.

The speed at which demonic energy circulates is at least 20% faster than before, and the resilience of the meridians has also been significantly enhanced.

Previously, when demonic energy flowed into some narrower meridians, it would cause a feeling of distension and pain, like a water pipe being stretched too tight by water pressure.

Now those narrow meridians have been widened, and when demonic energy passes through, there is only a slight warm sensation, without pain or swelling.

After refining his Qi to the third level, his control over demonic energy became even more precise.

It can instantly concentrate demonic energy onto a single finger, or distribute it evenly under every inch of skin on the body, forming a thin protective layer.

This protective layer cannot stop rifle bullets, but it can cushion blunt force impacts.

During this time, he tried hitting his arm with a rolling pin. The moment he hit it, the demonic energy would automatically gather at the spot where he was hit, dispersing the impact to the surrounding skin. After hitting it, there was only a little white, not even a bruise.

This is also a question that Xu Jiande has been thinking about recently. He is very strong and killing Japanese soldiers is easy for him, but he is also vulnerable in the face of guns and cannons.

If you are discovered and targeted by the Japanese, especially with heavy weapons, you will basically be wiped out.

Therefore, improving one's own defensive capabilities is very important.

Xu Jiande estimated that with his current strength, if he were hit by a Japanese rifle at long range, he would probably still be injured, but the wound would likely be minor. Of course, being hit by multiple bullets at the same time would still be very dangerous.

Overall, Xu Jiande is quite satisfied with his improved abilities.

Similarly, after the demonic energy stabilized, Xu Jiande began to think about how to combine the demonic energy with firearms more closely.

The time my soul left my body was a special case; I couldn't trigger it no matter what I tried afterward.

But he discovered another use: infusing demonic energy into the gun barrel could greatly improve the stability of the shot.

The recoil of the Type 38 rifle is almost imperceptible after being infused with demonic energy; the muzzle doesn't jump, and the bullets are more than twice as concentrated as in normal shooting.

He used this technique in conjunction with single-shot bursts, which had another advantage: it was similar to using a melee weapon, significantly increasing the probability of gaining health points.

This is actually related to the previous attack. In the process of killing a Japanese deputy commander without being noticed, he was ambushed again. As a result, the demonic energy automatically left his body and killed a high-ranking Japanese sniper.

This skill is a trump card, a life-saving technique.

Of course, this kind of magical power enhancement is not all good.

For example, after resentment melts into gray mist, a new problem arises: emotional fluctuations become more difficult to predict than before.

In the past, when resentment crystallized, the influence on emotions was predictable. As soon as demonic energy touched the crystal, emotions would immediately become irritable. It was easy to identify and easy to avoid.

Now that the resentment has turned into gray mist and mixed more evenly with the demonic energy, the changes in emotions are no longer sudden outbursts, but rather a gradual and subtle erosion.

Sometimes, when he saw ordinary people in Beijing being bullied, he would lose control of his emotions. Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to the Japanese outposts after killing the Japanese sentries when he first fought his way from the upper district to the lower district.

I lost control of my emotions at that time.

That's what it means to have gains and losses.

During this period, whenever he had nothing to do, he would increase the number of times he circulated his demonic energy every night from five to eight.

The extra three rings are specifically used to separate the boundary between the resentful gray mist and the demonic energy, keeping them at a safe distance and preventing them from mixing too deeply.

Bai Ling noticed Xu Jiande's recent changes.

She couldn't pinpoint exactly what had changed, but he just seemed more unpleasant to her than before.

From this perspective, if Bai Ling felt uncomfortable, then others probably felt even more uncomfortable.

Indeed, Xu Jiande is now seriously considering how to solve the food problem in Beijing.

The Japanese have now taken control of the food supply, and the people of Beijing are basically starving, so hungry they barely have the strength to walk. Only the workers in the factories controlled by the Japanese can get a little more food.

It's not much of an impact compared to before. After all, we still have to work for the Japanese.

That night, Xu Jiande went out again, determined to solve this problem.

After midnight, Xu Jiande went out of his room and climbed over the wall as usual.

After reaching the third level of Qi Refining, climbing over walls became as easy as stepping over a threshold for him. He would push off the wall with his feet, grab the top of the wall with his hands, and use his waist and abdomen to propel himself over the more than three-meter-high wall like a leaf blown by the wind.

When I landed in the alley, my feet made almost no sound.

He didn't plan to kill too many people this time, just a few, as a threat.

The target was clear: a Japanese logistics base located east of the Upper City.

He had scouted this base once before and knew that it was stockpiled with a large amount of grain plundered from various places, and that trucks would drive out of there every day to deliver grain to various distribution points.

The people in the city were so hungry that they ate tree bark and chewed on clay. The Japanese soldiers piled up grain in warehouses as strategic materials, preferring to let it rot rather than sell it at a fair price.

Xu Jiande was going to go over tonight and tell them: sell the grain to the residents of Beijing at a fair price, or else blow up the entire logistics base, wipe out all the Japanese devils, and let everyone starve together.

Of course, warnings are warnings, but killing a few Japanese soldiers is the ultimatum. If you don't kill anyone, just post a notice; the Japanese won't take it seriously.

At the main gate of the logistics base, there were two sentry posts, both made of sandbags. Behind each sentry stood a Japanese soldier, and inside was another Japanese soldier resting.

Unlike other sentry posts, the Japanese soldiers on duty at these two posts did not doze off and remained highly vigilant at all times.

A man paced back and forth with a gun in his hand, the muzzle slightly lowered but his finger always resting on the trigger guard.

Another patrolled in another direction, its eyes constantly scanning the surrounding alleyways and walls.

Xu Jiande squatted at the base of the wall several dozen meters away and observed for a while.

These two Japanese soldiers were completely different from ordinary soldiers. Their eyes darted around in the darkness, and their bodies were always tense, as if they were ready to fire at any moment.

He tried approaching from two directions, but found that no matter which angle he approached from, he would be exposed to the other party's line of sight within the last twenty or thirty meters. He couldn't use a knife.

He thought for a moment, then picked up two pieces of broken brick, each about the size of a goose egg, from the base of the wall and weighed them in his hand.

This is in preparation for the use of cold weapons.