A knowing look crossed the 's eyes: "As expected of an Awakened one, your senses are incredibly sharp. I do indeed have a favor to ask. I have a package here; when you visit the Taiji Temple, could you please deliver this to a Taoist monk there named Tianhe?"

Yang Ying nodded decisively: "As long as it's nothing dangerous, it's no problem at all. Just a small favor. But for such a minor task, why not handle it yourself, ? Wouldn't a trip there be simple enough for you?"

"It's not simple at all," the sighed. "The Taiji Temple has a rule: they do not welcome visits from secular people. I tried going once, and I couldn't even find the entrance. The surroundings there disorient ordinary people; only Awakened individuals can enter."

During their conversation, Xin Jinyun maintained a smile while listening. When Tianhe was mentioned, a flicker of joy crossed her eyes, hinting at some private thought.

After confirming the location and taking the package, Yang Ying left the hall.

It was getting late, so he returned directly to his hotel, dealt with some administrative matters from Kalia regarding the Terran Corporation, and then headed to the Floating Continent to practice his swordsmanship.

Daily sword practice had become a habit for Yang Ying. Whether he had time or not, he would spend a while practicing with his eyes closed. This constant training caused his swordsmanship to improve day and night, gradually allowing him to master the subtle intricacies of the fundamental sword techniques.

Just then, a holographic screen opened before him, showing the usually taciturn Oden.

"Oden, is something important happening?" Yang Ying immediately asked, finding it hard to believe Oden would initiate contact otherwise.

"Yes, Leader. I believe the Protoss can be of immense help to your swordsmanship cultivation," Oden stated directly, without hesitation or embellishment.

"Uh... elaborate a bit," Yang Ying raised an eyebrow.

"Yes," Oden replied in his unwavering tone, as if reading a script: "Leader, the entire Protoss race possesses an innate talent for psionic energy and has developed its potential to the extreme. For example, the Protoss infantry, the Zealots. Their armor amplifies psionic energy, allowing them to predict enemy attack patterns using their sixth sense during combat. Their weapons are two blades of light that extend forward from their forearms. Zealots don't just engage in simple slashing and thrusting; they employ sword techniques refined through countless trials. Their individual combat prowess is not inferior to that of High-Level Apes, and with further training, they can even gain the abilities of a Psionic Adept."

Yang Ying inquired, "How much psionic power do the Zealots possess?"

Oden answered instantly, almost instinctively: "Using Baal's unit of measurement, their basic psionic power upon emerging is around one thousand. Over time, they too can become stronger through cultivation."

Their baseline power alone was slightly greater than Yang Ying's current level.

Light gradually began to shine in Yang Ying’s eyes. Since first acquiring the Pocket Starcraft, he had entrusted all development matters to Murphy, Baal, and Oden, never inquiring further. While he had a good grasp of playing Starcraft, his understanding of its background was superficial, which is why he was unaware of the Protoss's mastery of psionic energy.

"Aren't the Zealots vastly superior to Terran Marines?" Yang Ying murmured to himself, suddenly recalling the battle against the High-Level Apes in the ice mountain, where the apes held a massive advantage. The laser rifles of the Special Forces troops couldn't even scratch them; had Master Pang Qian not intervened, Wen Yang’s entire force might have been annihilated.

Oden countered: "In a one-on-one engagement, Zealots are indeed stronger than Terran Marines, but not by an overwhelming margin. Terran Marines possess highly advanced targeting systems that even the Zealots’ sixth sense struggles to evade; they can only charge through the barrage. The Gauss rifle rounds also carry significant stopping power, and once the plasma shield energy is depleted, the Zealot will sustain damage. Therefore, the absolute limit for one Zealot is engaging three Marines."

"I have actually overlooked something this crucial," Yang Ying reflected deeply before saying to Oden, stroking his chin, "While we have the chance, please also introduce me to the abilities of the High Templar, the Archon, and the Dark Templar to prepare for future development."

"Yes," Oden's face took on a grave expression. "Among the ground units, the High Templar drives a massive Dragoony mechanical walker after having Dragon Bone implants inserted. They attack enemies by firing lightning bolts composed of anti-particles encased in an electrical charge.

"The Archons can use psionic energy to create illusions capable of deceiving any observer, even those who have also awakened psychic powers cannot see through them. They can also channel their psionic energy into a powerful Psi Storm, attacking enemies with a massive area of lightning.

"The Dark Templar can bend the light around them using psionic energy, rendering them invisible to others. They arm themselves using a refined blade technology."

"They all sound quite formidable," Yang Ying remarked thoughtfully. "The Dark Templar's refined blade, which can even conceal its light, would be even more practical than the blade I carry when I'm cloaked."

Back on the pirate ship, Yang Ying, utilizing the Ghost operative's optical camouflage, found that while cloaked, the light emitted by his silver blade could not be concealed. Fortunately, his surprise attack from behind the pirates prevented them from reacting in time.

Yang Ying absorbed this data internally, then asked, "What about their psionic power? How does it compare to the Zealots'?"

"The High Templar is the same as the Zealot, averaging one thousand, while both types of Archons have two thousand," Oden added. "Of course, they all possess great potential to cultivate and grow stronger over time."

Yang Ying immediately envisioned the future from these descriptions. The Protoss would become his personal Psionic Temple. With 100% of the Protoss possessing innate psionic talent, they were vastly superior in natural aptitude compared to the Ancient Legion, which had only 100,000 High-Level Apes out of tens of millions of apes, let alone the mere ten thousand members of the Psionic Temple out of three hundred billion humans.

A surge of heat rushed to his face as he exclaimed, "What a massive piece of cake!"

Oden summarized: "Therefore, Baal, Murphy, and I have conferred. Although we are currently surrounded by Terran society, prioritizing Terran development is the natural choice. However, there is more than enough resource capacity to develop a small portion of the Protoss forces. We request the Leader's permission to begin developing Protoss units."

"I grant permission," Yang Ying stated.

Ending the communication with Oden, Yang Ying took several deep breaths to calm the excitement surging in his chest.

The reality remained: the Protoss currently only had twenty-odd workers; developing them would require a long time and significant resources.

The most pressing issue in the Pocket Starcraft right now was resources. To gain resources, he needed to ignite more lights. The nine-story, nine-cornered pagoda at the center of the continent had eighty-one lights, one hanging from each corner, and igniting them required greater psionic power.

Ultimately, all problems needed to be solved by Yang Ying's own cultivation.

Yang Ying opened his eyes while sitting on the sofa: "The Taiji Temple behind Wudang Mountain. I shall go see it for myself tomorrow."