Chapter 165: 165

After Yue Ningxiao had gone, Zhao Lingxin's face returned to normal. As if he had never drunk until drunk before.

"Hong Bao'er, report." Said Zhao Lingxin.

Suddenly, the wall of the room with the TV lit up. Appeared to be the figure of a girl in a fiery red dress.

"She left," said Hong Bao'er. Then show the location of Yue Ningxiao on the screen, which is far away.

"Tell everyone to return to their positions," Zhao Lingxin commanded through artificial intelligence.

Yue Ningxiao couldn't invade his room without Zhao Lingxin unaware. He was just wearing a drama mask.

The imperial defense system can detect any invasion of the airspace. Satellite imagery shows the same person who had previously invaded.

Zhao Ling Xin ordered Yue Ningxiao to come in generally because they couldn't hurt her even the tip of her hair. Besides, the Empire and the Divine Temple had good relations with each other, so there was no need to turn against each other to attack weapons.

As soon as Yue New Xiao sneaked into Zhao Lingxin's bedroom. All the government people noticed in unison and ordered the withdrawal of the Royal Guards to withdraw.

The artificial intelligence Hong Bao'er kept an eye on Yue Ningxiao not far away through the installed CCTV, the source of the strange feeling that Yue Ningxiao experienced.

Zhao Ling Xin realized every move of Yue Ningxiao. The conversations in the room just a moment ago were well prepared.

"Hong Bao'er, what have you noticed?" Zhao Lingxin not only let Hong Bao'er keep an eye on her alone. He also provides an observation mission to collect data for analysis.

"She has very light footsteps that are difficult to detect. Have a long, detailed breath. The upper body emits a wave of energy. It is expected that it is something called profound energy." Hong Bao'er is well suited to advance artificial intelligence. Able to make intelligent decisions on their own The information obtained is very useful.

Zhao Lingxin and the government were gathering large amounts of information on the Martial Artists. Let researchers analyze weapons and tactics against high-level Martial Artists.

"If I use a nuclear bomb, will it be possible to kill her?" Zhao Lingxin asked.

"According to the preliminary calculation, a Nuclear bomb size of 0.010 megatons is required. There is a 99 percent chance of killing her," said Hong Bao'er.

"Then, I am at ease." Zhao Lingxin was relieved as soon as he heard Hong Bao'er's analysis results. Because now the empire had the potential to kill high-ranking Martial Artists.

"I think we should take a look at this gift." Zhao Lingxin raised a mysterious box. Then the door of the room opened. Several white-robed scientists led by Dr. Chen entered the room.

"Dr. Chen, I leave this matter to you," said Zhao Lingxin.

"I will do my best," Dr. Chen took the Mystery Box. Then put it on the table provided with some equipment,

"Sir Hong Bao'er, I have to ask for your help." Dr. Chen turned to Hong Bao'er on the TV screen.

"There is no problem," Hong Bao'er accepted uses the ability of artificial intelligence. Scan the foreground object thoroughly. Simulating the image into a three-dimensional workpiece projected onto a TV screen.

"As the woman said, this box is really full of mysteries," Hong Bao'er reported to Zhao Lingxin.

Zhao Lingxin looked at the screen, which was filled with intricate patterns that were difficult to understand.

"Tell me the details," Zhao Lingxin asked.

"On this box is full of 4618 small mechanisms. Another 100,447 meaningless symbols," said Hongbaoer.

"This object is a legendary item that the Divine Temple possesses," said Zhao Lingxin. He knows his own abilities that If he didn't have a powerful assistant, he wouldn't be able to solve these mysteries. Zhao Lingxin could only wonder if the Divine Temple had a hidden purpose or not. To give him this wonderful item.

"Dr. Chen deciphered this object as quickly as possible," Zhao Lingxin commanded.

"Give me an hour," said Dr. Chen confidently.

With the help of dozens of scientists with artificial intelligence, the puzzle was quickly deciphered.

Even Yue Ningxiao would not have imagined that. It would take Zhao Lingxin an hour to unravel the mystery. It should be noted that this is a legendary object full of stories, said to be hidden by the art of great martial arts, the end of the land. Whoever has possession will have great power over the earth. It is said that the Guardian practiced this technique to become the most highly Martial Artist Guardian in the world.

Zhao Lingxin ordered to bring the late-night meal to be served. Zhao Ling Xin watched the decoding process happily.

Not long after, the mystery box opened. There is an old book inside, just by looking at it, you know that there must be something.

"This is the ultimate scripture of Divine Temple.." Zhao Lingxin was ten percent confident that this scripture would definitely help his training.

Dr. Chen quickly checked for safety. Before bringing the Scriptures in the Mystery Box to Zhao Lingxin.

"Here, His Majesty"

Zhao Ling Xin received the textbook. When opening the first page, there is an inscription on it.

When practicing this technique, many sacrifices are needed to achieve the greatest strength. May the successor of this subject know that great power comes with the same great responsibility. Please do not be mistaken; step into the dark side. The back of the sentence was signed with a name, which made Zhao Lingxin tremble. That is the Guardian.

"It turns out, this is the ultimate guardian art?" Zhao Lingxin's two hands trembled.

The Guardian is known as the World's Number 1 Martial Artists. Now he hands over the scriptures to himself. Inevitably means that he delivers the monks and robes to take over, becoming a disciple who inherits the will.

Zhao Ling Xin recalled Yue Ningxiao's words that he was the Son of Prophecy. Inherited the position of the Guardian. Also, she said just a moment ago that he must have a chance to lead to open this box. Putting everything together, Zhao Lingxin was convinced that he really was the chosen one.

"Hahaha, the sky finally sympathized with me. Today, I will become a great cultivator." Zhao Lingxin almost wanted to fly, train himself to the immortal level. Charged to slap the people who picked a fight with him. There was no need to hide anymore because he was the successor of the Guardian.

"Ever since I came to this world, only you are so good to me." Zhao Lingxin felt respect for the Guardian. Even though he never saw the other person's face, what the Guardian does is worthy of praise.

Zhao Lingxin didn't wait to open another page of the book, and he had already met the name of this great technique.

"Immortal Profound Yin Yang Coordinated Without Defeat," just the name of the technique, looked tremendous, trembling in the sky. Zhao Ling Xin immediately read the following line.

However, the more he read, Zhao Ling Xin's face turned pale. He closed the book immediately.

"Dr. Chen took the scripture to collect now. I don't want to practice anymore."

Dr. Chen took the scripture, puzzled. But when he opened and read the horrifying truth.

The practitioner of this technique must have a perfect body. Yin Yang interlocking. Need to castrate. Then I can be trained as usual. And also get the most intense profound energy to possess as well. Of course, a practitioner of this martial art had to sacrifice his lower body. Become a eunuch.

Zhao Lingxin wanted to cry. Why was the top skill that he had encountered so much more eccentric than anyone else?

The great magic sucked in the universe that wickedly devoured the breath of others. Besides, the scriptures are given by the Divine Temple; he also needed to castrate.

Zhao Lingxin looked up to the sky, wanting to ask the God of Fate why he did this to him. These techniques Zhao Lingxin could not accept. He gave the research institute to examine and analyze.

"Dr. Chen, if you want to train, I won't reject," Zhao Lingxin said.

"Your Majesty, I refuse." Dr. Chen quickly shook his head.

This time the help of the Divine Temple was of no benefit to Zhao Lingxin. Suddenly he thought of something.

"The guardian is practicing this so that means ..."

Zhao Lingxin had only kept this secret in his heart, not daring to spread it out.