Immortal after a Hundred Reincarnations

Xu Lei's eyes lit up, and he let go of Qing Lian's injured area. "Let's go take a look first.

I just helped you suppress some of that strange red Qi in your body.

It should be fine for another two to four hours."

Qing Lian naturally nodded.

In truth, she was still a little nervous, afraid she wouldn't do well.

And she knew that the Shotgun was indeed very important to Xu Lei.

After all, Xu Lei had been guarding this place for ten years!

So she didn't object.

Afterward, she accompanied Xu Lei to see the results of the research and development.

Xu Lei discovered that the Shotgun had indeed been very well made.

For the past ten years, whenever Xu Lei wanted any kind of material, Emperor Yu would send people to deliver it with just a single word.

And these craftsmen, for the sake of their descendants, had also worked hard on the research and development.

Plus, with the general direction Xu Lei had pointed them in—in fact, he had already drawn out the rough model for the firearm.

After they built the various parts and assembled them, it could already be fired, albeit simply.

In the last few years, the problems they solved were merely related to manufacturing the bullets.

There were also some issues with the gun barrel, the automatic firing mechanism, and so on.

Xu Lei didn't spend all his time in Cultivation; he just practiced for a few hours each day.

The rest of the time, Xu Lei would hang out with the craftsmen.

As he gradually immersed himself in the research,

Xu Lei also slowly began to recall the various physics concepts he had learned back in school on Earth.

Whenever they encountered a difficult problem,

Xu Lei would often just point them in a direction.

Through trial and error,

these craftsmen would gradually solve it.

Just like that, after a mere ten years, they had actually managed to complete the Shotgun!

Xu Lei was extremely surprised and delighted.

He picked up the gun and tested it out.

"Excellent. You've all done a great service."

Xu Lei nodded. "Rest assured.

I will go speak with His Majesty and have him revoke the criminal status of your descendants.

Your descendants will be able to study, take the imperial examinations, and become officials.

As for you, you may all continue to live.

Because I still want to develop other types of guns."

This was the promise Xu Lei had given them from the beginning, and also why they had worked so hard on the research.

Because for every day they remained unsuccessful,

their descendants would forever bear a criminal status.

This criminal status didn't mean imprisonment, though.

But it meant a lower social standing.

"Thank you, Sir."

The craftsmen all said one after another.

He told the craftsmen to continue their research.

He had them manufacture more bullets.

And continue developing other weapons, like sniper rifles.

After that,

Xu Lei said no more.

He took Qing Lian by the hand and headed back.

"Let's see what your speaking skills are like."

Xu Lei patted Qing Lian's small, bald head. "Don't be nervous. If you do something wrong, I'll guide you.

Also, show me your injured area.

I'll continue to suppress your injury, that strange energy."

"Yes, Senior."

A blush crept onto Qing Lian's cheeks as she nodded obediently. "Thank you for your trouble."

"Let's set up some secret signals for the future."

Xu Lei added, "From now on, if your injury is bothering you, come over and pat my chest.

Then I'll know to treat you.

And if I pat your bald head,

you'll know that I want to test your speaking skills."

"Yes. Senior."

Qing Lian said, "I'll remember."

「Another half month passed in the blink of an eye.」

On this day, after Xu Lei finished his Cultivation, he emerged from his Cultivation Room.

He still hadn't broken through to the next Great Realm and was still at the Ninth Tier of Bodhisattva Pattern.

However, he had just broken through not long ago, so Xu Lei wasn't impatient.

Just then, Qing Lian also walked out of the opposite Cultivation Room.

Under the glow of the evening sunset,

the bald, slender girl stood gracefully. Though she wore no makeup, her face was captivating, blessed with bright eyes, white teeth, and a natural beauty.

At this moment, Qing Lian didn't seem to need any healing.

But Xu Lei walked over to her and reached out to pat her small, bald head.

Qing Lian's cheeks immediately turned red.

But just as Qing Lian obediently pursed her lips and began to squat down,

something unexpected happened.

BANG!

A hail of bullets shot toward Xu Lei and Qing Lian.

Xu Lei activated his Magical Power, forming a barrier of light that deflected the bullets to the side.

Qing Lian was so shocked she shot back up to her feet.

It turned out that several of the craftsmen had rebelled!

An incredibly ugly expression appeared on Xu Lei's face!

He had kindly allowed these craftsmen to continue living.

He had even planned to stay here with them until they all died of old age!

He never imagined that just by holding guns, these guys would grow a spine and ambition.

And then turn those guns on him!

"Die!"

Xu Lei's face was ice-cold as he commanded the Lotus Treasure Fragments to fly out and kill them.

They slit the throats of all the rebellious craftsmen, killing them instantly.

Xu Lei had the Shotguns created to drain the Magical Power of other Cultivators.

But that didn't mean ordinary people could kill a Cultivator like Xu Lei just by using a gun.

Seeing these craftsmen point the very guns they had developed at him—how could Xu Lei tolerate that?

"How is that possible?"

"The bullets clearly hit him."

"He's not dead!"

"So the Sir was never an ordinary person!"

The faces of the other craftsmen were filled with horror.

"Sir, have mercy!"

"It had nothing to do with us!"

"It was them! They were the ones who insisted on rebelling against you! We couldn't stop them!"

The remaining craftsmen all fell to their knees and kowtowed.

"I told you from the beginning that if anyone among you showed dissent,"

But Xu Lei said with a cold expression, "then all of you would be held jointly responsible!

If I hadn't been powerful enough this time, you all would have been the death of me!

So don't blame me!

I have already given you what you deserved.

I let you live for so long.

I allowed your descendants to receive such good fortune."