I can push my cultivation progress to the end

"Why, without a sound, did I suddenly become a Heaven-Rank Commandant?" Li Hai asked, a look of confusion on his face.

Hearing his question, the drone spoke again:

"Greetings, Commandant Li. Our bureau's records indicate this to be the case. For more detailed information,

you will need to inquire with the relevant personnel of the Demon Slaying Bureau yourself."

"Alright."

Li Hai shrugged. "So, should I return to the ground and walk slowly, or can I continue flying through the air?"

The drone immediately replied:

"Greetings, Commandant Li. You have an annual quota of 1,500 kills, and you can decide where, when, and on whom to use them. Also—"

The person on the other end of the drone paused before continuing: "Also, your current location is not actually the real urban area of Ruichuan City.

This is a collaborative project area belonging to the Divine Armaments Department and the City Construction Department—a functional testing and demonstration area for the Colossal Divine Soldier City Construction Machine.

This area has no water or electricity supply, and apart from project supervisors, no one else lives here.

You need to head north for about sixteen hundred zhang to reach the real urban area of Ruichuan City."

"Colossal Divine Soldier? City Construction Machine?"

Li Hai was stunned, then looked around and said, "Are you saying that all these high-rise buildings and wide roads were created by a high-tech giant machine?"

"Commandant Li, I don't understand what you mean by 'high-tech'?"

The drone replied calmly, "But this urban area was indeed created by a Colossal Divine Soldier."

"Alright."

Li Hai pondered. "I think I understand… Well, goodbye then."

With that, he flashed and left the top of the high-rise building, and the drone hummed softly as it flew in another direction.

Sixteen hundred zhang passed in an instant.

After flying away from the vast functional testing area of the Colossal Divine Soldier, composed of rows of high-rise buildings and wide roads,

Li Hai entered an urban area that was slightly older and lower, but full of vibrant human activity. He hovered in the sky and scanned the area, discovering that there wasn't even a single Steel-Rank martial artist in the vast urban area, and not even a single martial artist at the Energy Circulation level.

There were only a few weak martial artists at the Energy Flow level, sparsely scattered around.

As for the countless other people living here, they were all ordinary mortals.

"It seems—"

Although he said that, as the saying goes, one can see the whole leopard from a single spot. In this border city, which was by no means unimportant, the number of high-level martial artists was so small, that if you extrapolated to the entire Great Jing, the situation probably wouldn't be much better.

Besides that, Li Hai noticed that the means of transportation used by the people here were also strange and varied.

Among them, the most numerous and common were ox carts, horse carriages, donkey carts, bicycles, and tricycles.

Mixed in with these vehicles were a few relatively primitive oil-burning cars, and even more primitive steam locomotives.

But above these primitive vehicles, in the blue sky, there would occasionally be an anti-gravity flying car, old and severely peeling paint,

but extremely clean, flashing past.

There were even fewer people wearing crude flying armor, slowly passing through the sky.

At the same time, Li Hai's mental perception also allowed him to "see" that in the various buildings and houses in this urban area, whether high or low, there were no traces of computers, televisions, mobile phones, fax machines, or anything like that.

The air above, below, and all around was also completely devoid of 3G, 4G, 5G, and radio waves.

The people here relied on Flying Talisman Letters written on yellow paper for communication.

Advanced and backward coexisting, technology and metaphysics complementing each other—this scene full of absurdity and magical feeling, combined with the previous circumstances, immediately made Li Hai see through the true face of the Great Jing Dynasty.

This Jing Dynasty was not an advanced modern industrial technological civilization at all.

Its essence was still an ancient mystical civilization based on martial arts and spell cultivation.

It was just that under the surface of this Yuzhou Continent, there were too many relics and remnants of prehistoric technological civilizations.

At the same time, these prehistoric relics, after being excavated after a long period of time, could still be easily used by people.

Thus, the Great Jing Dynasty, born on this land, put on a false coat called technological civilization.

Its true color had never changed.

Just as Li Hai was sighing to himself, a yellow talisman paper bird flew swiftly from the distant horizon, directly towards him.

"It's a Flying Talisman Letter, for me?"

Li Hai grabbed the talisman bird in his mind and brought it to his eyes. Then, he unfolded the talisman paper and looked at it intently, and saw written on it:

"Greetings, Commandant Li. Please come to the YunKang Province branch of the Demon Slaying Bureau as soon as possible. The Military Governor and the three great Heaven-Rank Commandants in the Bureau are waiting here."

From this letter, Li Hai learned.

After the Demon Slaying Bureau received detailed information about him, the highest commander of the Demon Slaying Bureau—Military Governor Feng Heyue—brought the Bureau's only three great Heaven-Rank Commandants.

Together, they set off from the Great Jing Central Capital and rushed all the way to the YunKang Province branch, just to be able to meet Li Hai as soon as possible.

And this letter hoped that Li Hai would go to the YunKang Province Demon Slaying Bureau branch as soon as possible, and not delay.

At the same time, the letter also carefully marked the branch address at the end. This address was actually in the mountains outside Ruichuan City, only three hundred miles away from where Li Hai was now.

"How enthusiastic."

Li Hai smiled and folded the letter and put it away. "However, there's also some meaning of verifying its authenticity, right? Alright, I'll go now."

With that, he suddenly flew to a better high altitude, and his figure flashed into a phantom, flying towards the distant horizon.

Three hundred miles away from Ruichuan City, the border city of Great Jing, in a vast garden built on the peaks of mountains, a group of several people were walking leisurely in the pavilions and corridors.

Walking at the front was an old lady with a slightly plump figure, all white hair, a kind face and kind eyes, and holding a dragon-head cane.

And she was the highest commander of the Great Jing Demon Slaying Bureau—Demon Slaying Military Governor Feng Heyue.

Following closely behind were three tall and sturdy men, but their temperaments were either cold, fiery, or strange, all different.

These three people were the three great Heaven-Rank Commandants of the Demon Slaying Bureau—Meng Su, Ming Yingjie, and Luo Qianqiu.

Finally, following behind these four people were dozens of Dragon-Rank Demon Slaying Commandants whose aura intensity was no different from that of Gai Fu, the commander of the Lice Dragon Mountain Demon Slaying Bureau.