Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The game “The Path toward Heaven” was a call by Jing Jiu throughout the Federation of the Milky Way.
It was because he really wished to see the Snow Girl.
On the other hand, this game was also a fishing pond he dug and a sycamore tree he planted.
Jing Jiu wanted to see which fish was to swim over to eat the familiar weed and which bird was to fly over to perch on the treetop and to check out the familiar scenery.
There were over one thousand accounts in the data provided by the Twirling Rain Company, and the so-called suspicious accounts were actually symbols. Jing Jiu and Ran Handong recalculated the circumstances that were given to Ran Donglou and reduced the suspicious accounts to about one hundred. In the end, Jing Jiu locked on thirty suspects and bade Ran Handong surveil them in secret.
Some ascendants from Chaotian must be among these accounts.
It was evidently suspicious that the digital marks of two people showed up on the Main Planet after he met General Li today.
Looking at the outside of the window, the ring on his finger emitted a faint glow and began to pursue the digital marks of those two people. His line of sight followed the digital marks, and in the end, landed on a battleship outside the atmosphere.
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The middle-aged officer on the battleship focused on the light screen while nudging the glasses with silvery frame upwards.
There was a black spacecraft traveling slowly on the screen; the ocean as its background seemed to have not moved at all.
Jing Jiu was on the black spacecraft.
He had no idea that Jing Jiu was watching him at the moment.
Time went by slowly. A small whirlpool formed in the water in the glass.
The middle-aged officer suddenly felt something was out of place.
The ascendants were the true fairy men, and they were very sensitive to the changes in the energy of heaven and earth. And they had a strong intuition about the hazards, which was almost mysterious in some sense.
If he felt something wrong, then something must have gone wrong, meaning danger was lurking.
The water in the glass suddenly stopped twirling, and his Dao Heart resumed its tranquility, and so did his slender fingers.
It was unclear when his finger touched the red button again. The movement was exceedingly steady, as if his finger would never press down and yet would press down at any moment.
Along with a low buzzing sound of EM disturbance, the huge battleship readjusted its position. The mystical and amazing weapon underneath the ship protruded soundlessly, aiming at that planet.
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Jing Jiu’s line of sight pulled away from the battleship and gazed at the brightest star in the sky.
It was not a permanent star but the space station of the Science Academy of the Federation.
The middle-aged professor was still inside the game “The Path toward Heaven”, and was watching the lotus flowers on the lake at the Thousand-Mile Windy Corridor joyfully.
He felt the lotus flowers were quite beautiful since he hadn’t seen them for a long time.
The old scenery made him feel relaxed. If someone attacked him all of a sudden, he might not be able to react immediately.
Fortunately, nothing had happened, except that the pages of the book on the desk had flipped a few times without the aid of the wind.
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“Turns out he’s a Saint.”
Jing Jiu pulled back his gaze and noticed that Ran Handong was staring at his face the entire time.
Her face was quite pale, even paler than when he and General Li met that day.
Her eyes were full of anxiety, and her lips were pursed tightly. It was because she had guessed what he would do next.
General Li had prepared for the worst.
If the two of them had a debacle in their negotiation, the war would ensue.
This could be regarded as a threat.
Jing Jiu couldn’t accept it. As such, he had also prepared beforehand and was to counterattack at any moment.
He would attack that professor in the game “The Path Toward Heaven” through his spiritual awareness.
Afterwards, he would turn into a sword light and charge into the gravitational field and the bridge at the bow of the ship the moment the mystical weapon was activated on the battleship.
Yet, none of these had happened.
It was because he wasn’t sure what the mystical weapon on the battleship was. It was obvious that it was not the laser gun platform, nor was it the nuclear bomb. Normally, it shouldn’t be the rumored neutron gun if General Li didn’t wish to destroy the Main Planet. Moreover, he had no idea where General Li was and whether General Li had another contingency plan.
None of the ascendants was more powerful than him, which he believed firmly. Jing Jiu was still as confident as when he was in Chaotian, but it didn’t mean that he was willing to face a hazardous situation.
The most important part was that no debacle happened during the negotiation. And why would he want to fight against his great grandmaster?
“Have you…decided to accept their conditions?” asked Ran Handong in a trembling voice.
Jing Jiu uttered “hmm”.
After a pause, Ran Handong propped on the back of the chair slowly. She looked relaxed; on the other hand, her behavior could be regarded as giving up on all the hopes.
“But why did you bring me here?” she demanded irately.
“Because you’re my secretary,” replied Jing Jiu.
Jing Jiu intended to tell her that he was lazy and that she should take the responsibility to inform the government and the praying hall about his decision, and that it was her duty to do the explanation, public relations, and chores.
Ran Handong found it was useless to say anything more. She lay in the chair in a fetal position and pretended to sleep with her eyes closed.
The spacecraft sped up and flew out of the atmosphere quickly. It was very quiet in the spacecraft, as if it were the ash of paper drifting forward. But in fact, the spacecraft traveled exceedingly fast. It took merely a dozen minutes before the spacecraft landed on the lawn of the mansion. Different from when it left the mansion, the spacecraft was not concealed, drawing many gazes.
The Main Preacher Tai Yang and the people of the praying hall were surprised to see Jing Jiu disembark the spacecraft, wondering where he had been to.
When he arrived in the small building, Zong Lizi, having finished her courses at the College of Priests, approached him delightfully. But to her surprise, Ran Handong was nowhere to be seen.
“I’ll take my departure now,” said Jing Jiu.
He announced this without any preamble or foreseeing sign.
Zong Lizi was startled.
She had predicted this, but it was still too soon.
She thought that everything, including coming to the University of Stargate from the underground apartment and coming to this mansion full of green trees and lawn, was unreal.
She believed that he would leave and her dream would be over sooner or later.
After a long moment of silence, she asked, “Could you tell me your story?”
This youth knocked on the door of her apartment that evening, told her that he had seen the ad of sharing rent she posted on the internet, and asked her if he could live in the apartment. She knew he was lying to her, but she didn’t reveal it. It was not because he had an appealing face, but because she knew that everyone had their difficulty and hardship at least once in their lives.
She didn’t ask him about his problem at the time, nor did she try to find out his background. And yet, she wished to hear it in his own words.
“Actually, ‘The Path Toward Heaven’ is my story,” said Jing Jiu.
Zong Lizi lowered her head, remaining silent for a long time.
She had vaguely guessed the truth, but she didn’t want to think that way.
It was because the truth was too shocking.
He was not from this world. What could be more disappointing and remote than this fact?
“So…you’re that ascendant…the Immortal Jing Yang…” She lifted up her head bravely and stared at Jing Jiu’s eyes. “Did you come to this world to look for your colleagues?” she asked in a slightly trembling voice.
Jing Jiu uttered “hmm”.
“Have you found them?” Zong Lizi asked nervously.
Jing Jiu uttered “hmm”.
Zong Lizi asked again, “Today…are you going to meet them?”
Jing Jiu uttered “hmm” again.
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General Li was the Immortal Chunyang.
The organization for the cocoon breakers or the butterfly association was a fellowship for the ascendants, which was under his control.
All of these were the will of founding grandmaster.
The Green Mountain Sect was ruling the Federation of the Milky Way.
He was a disciple of Green Mountain.
And he was the most outstanding one.
He had already proven that Shen Yunmai was inferior to him.
In other words, this patch of the vast universe and this civilization would his in the future.
What more would he wish for?
Well, this was what he wished for.
“Is it…” Zong Lizi inquired earnestly while looking at him, “safe to go there?”
Jing Jiu suddenly felt a sensation of warmth. He curled up the corners of his mouth slowly, uttering “hmm” while rubbing her head with a faint smile.
