Applied Immortality

Mao Zimiao hovered in the air, unable to move at all. Despite the demon’s antlers growing in her eyes, her mind was strangely at peace. 

[How could I make such a basic mistake? Because I was electroshocked? Or is it because I panicked when I saw Wang Qi blow away?] 

[Speaking of, what did I feel when I saw Little Qi kicked away? Was it worry or heartache?] 

The demonborn girl noticed a shadow shooting for her, realizing it was none other than Wang Qi.

The shell, made up of ripples, was truly impressive, turning into a shock absorber akin to a turtle shell. But as she noticed his expression, Mao Zimiao saw distress.

[Over me?] The girl’s heart was puzzled.

Only when Wang Qi entered Stag King’s range did the rather slow demonborn girl think of the real issue here.

“You want to die together, Little Qi?”

Mao Zimiao was about to push him away, but a Qi Refining cultivator had no control in the air. She would’ve long moved out of the deer demon’s way if she could.

She felt a tingle run through her as their hands met. The numbness and sudden throbbing spread throughout the demonborn girl’s body.

[Eh? Is this what mom meant by the feeling of meeting a boy you fancy—that of being in love?]

It was the girl’s last thought, for the blue lightning swallowed them both.

“No!” Wu Shiqin wailed.

Su Junyu had sharper eyes and nodded from above; the killing card in his hand remained inactive.

There was no point in using it when the two were safe as the electric strike washed over them.

Utterly safe, in fact. The only change was that the pair ended up a little higher in the air from the strike. Other than that, they were peach-perfect.

Mao Zimiao flushed hard, unaware of the changes around her, for the rather slow demonborn girl was shocked by another attack: electric love.

Wang Qi stared at the Stag King. It’s a shame he didn’t notice the quirky demonborn girl beside him, for he’d pull on her ears and yell, “Those ain’t butterflies, you silly kitten, but real electrocution!”

That was a high-voltage, low-current-intensity strike. 

The Celestial Hymn Odyssey’s foundation, the Celestial Element Series, was called Maxwell equations on Earth. Even with quantum physics and the theory of relativity surpassing classical physics, Maxwell equations were the best way to describe the electromagnetic force, one of the four fundamental forces. Celestial Hymn Odyssey was an incredible cultivation method pointing at the essence of the electromagnetic force. Its ingenuity was beyond simple parlor tricks of releasing lightning and attracting metal.

Celestial Hymn Odyssey was capable of producing any change related to electromagnetism.

Switching it into a high-voltage, low-current mode was just one of them. A human body suffers harm from an electric shock depending on the current intensity, with voltage being more like an ‘upper limit.’ The reason why cases such as electrocution at 110V resulted in deaths on Earth was because the grid supplied an inifinite current intensity. If a transformer outputed a million-volt current with a milliampere for current intensity, you’d only feel a slight tingle at best. 

It was a cinch for Celestial Hymn Odyssey to pull it off. While unlike Celestial Entropy, preaching endless temperature, it was easy for a Qi refining cultivator to reach hundreds of volts. Thunderous Pavilion’s sensitive female cultivators used the same trick when welcoming or rejecting their suitors to spice things up. Legend had it that a proud young girl from Thunderous Pavilion shocked her lover countless times to prevent him from interfering with her duel with a Myriad Arts Sect cultivator skilled in archery. 

Wang Qi had a playful smile as he stared at the deer demon below. He gripped Mao Zimiao tighter, eliciting a nya, and dropped on the deer demon’s head. 

The demon startled seeing the two unharmed, roaring after a moment and unleashing dozens of lightning strikes.

Since the two were safe from the strongest attack, these attacks were nothing to them.

“Oh, na, na, na…”

Wang Qi started humming a song from Earth in his excitement. Accompanied by his off-tune, ear-jarring voice, the two smashed into the Stag King. 

The demon was stunned, and Wang Qi took the chance to throw the demonborn into a tree. The remaining charge on Mao Zimiao charred the tree black.

Wang Qi laughed, holding on to the antlers. “So ripples aren’t enough for you? Take my electromagnetic… Booming Tiger Fist!” He charged his fist with Celestial Hymn Odyssey and struck down.

The Stag King roared, its antlers flashing blue once more, yet Wang Qi was unfazed. 

“Little Qi, jump off, nya!” The still-blushing Mao Zimiao cried in worry. She had yet to recover from being held by a boy.

Alas, the girl’s heart was destined to be thrown away. Wang Qi only hugged her on a whim.[ If the deer beneath turned into a human and said, ‘Is this the legendary orange devil?’ now that would be so much cooler.] But then he knew Divine Province didn’t get these references. He hugged something colored orange, and Mao Zimiao’s hair was orange. (Tamon: reference to Japanese or Chinese girl marching bands in orange costumes.)

The Stag King’s antlers shone in a blinding light as countless currents flashed between them. Wang Qi was still safe, though. He laughed as he punched the demon’s snout. “You brute, you’ve worked so hard to train to this level. Before yours truly finishes you off, I’ll enlighten you with a Thunderous Pavilion axiom.”

Another punch struck the antlers’ roots: “The power of lightning is found in our different states.”

The next was a stomp to the stag’s skull: “Your lightning strike has barely 700 volts, the limit of my Celestial Hymn Odyssey too, fancy that.”

Then he handchopped at the antlers and said, “That means we have the same voltage, and you can’t electrocute me. Though your demonic power sure is soothing.”