Starting Cultivation in Wasteland

The Paranoid was all too familiar with this cold aura.

For the past two hundred years, he’d been living with this feeling daily—not good memories.

He didn’t answer Qinghu’s question because discussing this in front of the boss felt shameful.

Mental coldness? Qinghu blinked and asked, just as the elevator stopped.

The three stepped out of the elevator, descended dozens of steps, turned a corner, and arrived at a metal door.

At this point, even Qinghu sensed something was wrong. She glanced at Qu Jianlei, "?"

Qu Jianlei nodded, then raised her hand, donning the three in Rock Armor.

The Paranoid also raised his hand, cloaking everyone in Golden Armor.

Qu Jianlei further enveloped the trio in Wood Armor, then secretly instructed Little Lake, "Open the door."

The next moment, the metal door silently slid open to both sides.

Inside was a spacious room, roughly over three hundred square meters, with somewhat dim lighting.

However, the group’s excellent eyesight quickly discerned a bald old man sitting cross-legged at the room’s far end.

If the estate wasn’t so intelligent, Qu Jianlei typically preferred not using doors during combat.

Especially for underground rooms like this, using Earth Magic to tunnel directly through the wall seemed preferable.

Unlike now, with the open door, they had to face the opponent directly.

The metal door opened soundlessly, but the airflow caught the bald man’s attention.

His drooping eyelids slowly lifted, with a flash of eerie light in his eyes.

"Oh crap..." The Paranoid couldn’t help but mutter, "Possession?"

"Not possession," Qu Jianlei’s Spiritual Power emanated, and she slowly shook her head, "The Spiritual Power is too mixed."

Qinghu couldn’t hold back, her fingers twitching, "Are you two just standing there chatting?"

"No worries, can fight, can flee," the Paranoid casually responded, "Let him make the first move if he wants."

Qu Jianlei replied just as casually, "The few people and traps outside can’t hold us."

With Little Lake’s help, the images inside can’t possibly be transmitted outside, making those smart weapons useless.

As long as the commotion isn’t too large, the noise from five hundred meters underground won’t reach the surface.

When it’s time to act, finish the battle within seconds, and leave directly.

Qinghu was momentarily stunned, letting out a soft exclamation, "No reaction from this guy?"

The Paranoid also released his Perception, "This man’s spirit and body have a very poor fit."

"Really?" Qinghu imitated and released her Perception, then was astonished, "It’s actually true."

The bald man’s eyes opened slightly, issuing a hoarse voice, "Did the three of you come here... to chat?"

Could you at least show some respect for my feelings?

Upon hearing his voice, Qu Jianlei and the Paranoid simultaneously raised their hands to perform Finger Techniques.

Two flashes of white light made the entire enclosed space suddenly dazzling and almost impossible to look directly at.

But Qinghu did see them clearly: two bolts of lightning struck the opponent—one arm-thick, the other thumb-thin.

Strangely, the thinner lightning bolt came from the boss, "Thunder Dragon?"

She quickly realized, electromagnetic techniques do indeed significantly restrain Spiritual Power.

The Thunder Dragons hit the target heavily, producing two dull thuds, which were so close together they sounded like one.

Such commotion shouldn’t reach the surface.

The bald elder swayed, then stood up, began twisting his limbs and neck, and spoke.

His voice was no longer so hoarse but had become sharp, "Do I have a grudge against you?"

The Paranoid lightly exhaled, paying no heed to the man’s question, "Sure enough, his Spiritual Power has decreased significantly."

He constantly remembers the sensation of being bombarded by Qu Jianlei’s Thunder Dragons.

"Still too mixed," Qu Jianlei furrowed her brow, "What on earth is this thing?"

Approach unknown matters with caution, but he can perceive the threat isn’t very great.

Qinghu was dumbfounded at the sight, wasn’t it agreed I’d make a move?

But now, even if she acted, there’d be little point—she truly didn’t know electromagnetic techniques.

Yet this thing... if she confronted it alone, it would admittedly be challenging.

The next moment, the bald elder’s face twisted into a sinister expression, "Die!"

Soon after, fluctuations arose behind him, as large waves of Spiritual Power surged from underground.

This Spiritual Power wasn’t very strong, but there was much of it—over a thousand surges.

Each surge of Spiritual Power was relatively weak, yet pure, directly rushing toward the trio.

"You can still play like this?" The Paranoid lightly muttered, raised his hand, and threw out a white shield, "Thunder Net!"

Then, Qu Jianlei also unleashed a Thunder Net, much larger than the Paranoid’s, directly shielding the three.

Paranoid’s Thunder Net didn’t hold for long, lasting only two or three seconds before being broken by the numerous Spiritual Powers.

There’s no choice; in the face of absolute numbers, quality doesn’t quite count, and besides, he is ultimately not an Awakened with the Electromagnetic Attribute.

However, at this moment, Qu Jianlei has already unleashed a second Thunder Net.

A large wave of Spiritual Power surged toward Qu Jianlei’s first Thunder Net, dissipating many weak forces in an instant.

Yet, these dissipated spiritual forces also caused significant corrosion to the Thunder Net.

Within just a few seconds, the first Thunder Net was riddled with holes and seemed on the verge of breaking.

But at this time, a second Thunder Net from the Paranoid also formed, larger and more solid than the two of Qu Jianlei.

However, Qu Jianlei slightly furrowed his brow, "Did you sense that?"

He could sense that these spiritual forces were quite mixed, definitely more than what a few people could release.

Before each wave of Spiritual Power dissipated, an indescribable chaos and struggle would always occur.

Qu Jianlei could perceive there were strong negative emotions mixed within, such as anger, despair, sadness, helplessness...

He could even vaguely hear someone cursing, someone wailing, and someone crying.

Qinghu shook his head in confusion, but the Paranoid frowned, "How did this guy collect them?"

He could also sense something peculiar, but right now, it was Qu Jianlei’s Thunder Net resisting the Spiritual Power.

Due to the personal control involved, Qu Jianlei could perceive the emotions more intensely.

"Tsk," Qu Jianlei smacked his lips and uttered two words with a grave expression, "Ghost Cultivator!"

These two words were enough to reveal some of his insights, but he was too shocked to hold back his words.

This is simply baffling; there’s a Ghost Cultivator in the Superpower World... is this a joke?

"What?" Both the Paranoid and Qinghu tilted their heads to look at their boss, "Boss, you know?"

Qu Jianlei’s eyes slightly narrowed, and he spoke in a deep voice, "These Spiritual Forces are not just fluctuations, but also contain souls!"

He didn’t explain much, but the two Supremes quickly understood.

Qinghu spoke astonished, "This, this... even the Empire has no clue about souls, and he’s managed to research this far?"

The Paranoid’s expression grew much more solemn, "So many souls, how did he collect them, and for what purpose?"

Qu Jianlei answered expressionlessly, "Just kill someone, collect the souls... maybe he intends to devour them!"

"Is that a mistake?" The Paranoid’s mouth twitched, "Collecting so many souls to devour, wouldn’t he go crazy?"

"I thought I was crazy enough, but you really can’t compete with a madman."

Influenced by the emotions of the two, the originally tense Qinghu also relaxed, "Boss, how do you know so much?"

"Heard about some things," Qu Jianlei casually replied, "Now, you go out and bring Celestial Sound in."

"Celestial Sound?" Qinghu blinked, "I, a Supreme, couldn’t manage, what use would a B-level be?"

At least, I can use Spiritual Attack, albeit... uncertain of the outcome.

However, Qinghu quickly thought of it, true, the Light Attribute might have some influence on emotions.

So she turned around and walked outside, "Just follow the way we came?"

Qu Jianlei nodded, some traps are actually randomly moving, but letting Little Lake control them is fine, no need to say more.

Once Qinghu left, the Paranoid spoke up, "Worried she’d become a burden?"

Suspecting a Supreme might become a burden... only he could say something like that.

But Qu Jianlei did nod, "I haven’t dealt with this thing before, have to be cautious."

"Celestial Sound?" The bald man issued a rugged voice, "What’s that?"

He saw layer upon layer of Thunder Nets, his face extremely fierce, seemingly eager to tear them apart.

But at the same time, he could sense a huge threat within and hesitated for a moment.

Qu Jianlei spoke indifferently, "Is this all you’ve got? I thought you would have..."

Before he could finish, another burst of Spiritual Power erupted, four robust spiritual forces emerged from the ground.

These four spiritual forces were quite refined, even solidified to the point where human-like fluctuations were faintly visible.

But overall, they were still equivalent to A-level Spiritual Power, and the pressure didn’t feel too great.

The four spiritual forces appeared and clawed their way toward the doorway where Qu Jianlei and the other stood.

"Tsk tsk," The Paranoid cast another Thunder Net, speaking leisurely, "Turns out you do have a trump card."

"But still not enough, I was going to give you a chance... but you’re useless."

He then turned to Qu Jianlei, asking curiously, "Did he collect this after killing four A-levels?"

"Not necessarily," Qu Jianlei shook his head, he previously said the opponent didn’t have a Ghost King, but it seems there really is one.

The mechanism of forming a Ghost King... he wasn’t quite knowledgeable, only aware of the legends from Blue Star.

Yet he expressed, "If Soul Bodies can grow strong through devouring, why couldn’t they be strengthened from weakness?"

"That’s also a possibility," The Paranoid nodded.

His paranoia was just a personality trait, actually quite adept at researching and calculating logic, otherwise, he wouldn’t have driven himself to be neither human nor ghost.

The next moment, he had a sudden idea, "What do you think, can we learn from him and also train a batch of minions like this?"