landbeastnovel #439 - Three women, one drama
#439 - Three women, one drama
The cemetery, filled with small flowers, quietly lay behind a monument.
Not far away was the bustling space elevator station.
Several figures stood in the center of the cemetery, gazing with slight distraction at the photo on a somewhat inconspicuous tombstone.
The number of tombstones here was countless, each tombstone representing a family unit, adorned with photos, brief biographies, and the burial of remaining ashes.
"Wang Zheng he… is gone?"
The elderly Zhou Zhengde murmured with a frown.
"Yes, he's left."
Ling Tong, looking as if she had aged ten years in an instant, nodded listlessly;
Her mechanical arm flickered slightly, attempting to alleviate her emotions by adjusting the amount of hormones secreted in her body.
Wu Man, retaining his youthful appearance, turned to look at the burly man sitting not far away.
The golden armor on the burly man was tattered, but all the injuries on his body combined were not as severe as his head, which was swollen like a pig's.
Nielda Tamon rushed over to challenge Daoist Wang, and everyone had expected that this spirit cultivator, known as the strongest war god, would not be Daoist Wang's opponent.
But no one expected the scene to be so one-sided;
It even had a somewhat comical effect.
"Alas," Zhou Zhengde sighed deeply.
His gaze was filled with emotion, and his body became somewhat hunched.
Although Amina had left, Xiang Tiantian stayed behind to take care of Zhou Zhengde's final years.
The two had gone through glorious years, supporting and helping each other. Although Zhou Zhengde was just an ordinary person, his body gradually aging, Xiang Tiantian, maintaining her appearance, never once cheated, and the two always remained loving.
Zhou Zhengde looked at the pile of pills that Lao Wang had stuffed into his hands before he left, and grinned.
Tonight;
This old man will go wild like a youth!
Ling Tong slightly turned her head and looked towards the cemetery entrance, where a graceful figure was stopped by the mechanical guards.
Ling Tong frowned slightly.
Zhou Zhengde asked, "What's wrong?"
"That Wan Linqian is here," Ling Tong said, "She has become increasingly active recently. Meng Jin's faction has been completely defeated by her, and her church has become a political force to be reckoned with."
Zhou Zhengde slowly nodded, suddenly thinking of something, and said with a chuckle: "She's probably just here to take a look."
Ling Tong asked, "Could she also have feelings for Wang Zheng?"
"The Black Storm, it's normal for her to have a lot of admirers."
Zhou Zhengde clicked his tongue:
"Speaking of which, Wang Zheng seems to regret not finding Yezi again.
"He told me that Yezi was a tool in his second life, and could be considered a witch he personally cultivated. It's just a pity that this star field is too big, and the Obsidian forces are hiding too deep. He can only wait for him to come back and cause them trouble."
Ling Tong said worriedly: "Amina has left with him, and Earth is equivalent to having its doors wide open, losing a powerful guardian."
"Isn't the First Expeditionary Fleet going to be stationed here for a while?"
"Fleet operations are ultimately limited."
Ling Tong explained:
"We can't possibly keep the warships in their strongest combat state at all times, and individuals with the combat power of ordinary spirit cultivators can carry out infiltration and sabotage, which makes it impossible for us to defend against."
Zhou Zhengde said: "I still don't quite understand why Wang Zheng wants us to publicize so loudly that he has left with all his friends and family."
"Speaker, your brain is starting to degenerate."
Ling Tong looked at Nielda Tamon, who was beside her, with a smile, and said slowly:
"The footage of the two of them fighting should also be widely circulated in this star field.
"How about the title 'The Black Storm defeats the God of Light head-on'?"
"Next, we should be uneasy, fully alert to the revenge of the Dark Sect. This kind of enemy comes and goes without a trace, which is the most troublesome."
Zhou Zhengde nodded.
The two continued to chat casually, with no intention of leaving for the time being; Shen Qionglin had already started checking her watch repeatedly, not wanting to waste her precious time here.
They seemed to be reminiscing about something.
Not far away were the graves of other acquaintances and friends.
Outside the cemetery.
Wan Linqian retracted her gaze, her eyes filled with unconcealable disappointment.
He's gone.
Without giving herself the chance to listen to his guidance again.
Two high-level psionicists hurried over and whispered, "Your Majesty, we should go. There's still a grand gathering waiting for you."
"Yes," Wan Linqian nodded slightly, and a few more sacred rays of light appeared on her face, frozen in time.
She murmured dreamily: "What did you see here?"
"Tombstones? Many people's graves. This is a memorial park for several major wars. Those with ashes can be buried, and those without ashes have their names engraved on the monument."
"What Your Majesty asked is definitely not that simple… Sacrifice, hope, the future?"
"It's civilization."
Wan Linqian said with a chuckle.
She crossed her hands over her chest, bowed her head to the cemetery, and then turned to walk towards the aircraft parked not far away.
If Daoist Wang were here, he would probably sigh.
This guy, don't cause any big trouble in the future, then we'll really be thanking the heavens and the earth.
… …
"Let's have a small meeting."
Wang Jixuan's voice sounded.
Groups of twos and threes landed on the white sandy beach that was washed back and forth by the waves.
Amina in a black gauze fishtail dress was the most eye-catching.
She was radiant, like a beautiful fairy bathing in moonlight in a starry night, her slightly curly dark blue hair also tied behind her head, showing off her flower bud collarbone and slender neck.
After being unsealed, her overall strength as a spirit cultivator was equivalent to Wang Jixuan's in the early stages of the Composite Realm. Even if she encountered ordinary Composite Realm cultivators, she could be sure of victory.
Compared to Amina, Gao Huating, wearing loose jeans and a long sweater, looked much more homely.
Peony once again put on her classic maid outfit.
Her Majesty the Queen returned to her old profession.
In the foreseeable future, apart from commanding tens of thousands of high-level special mechanical bodies in this sub-space, she would probably no longer have the opportunity to command large fleets.
After all, they were about to go to a world where there was only cultivation.
As the only remaining man here besides Wang Jixuan, Zheng Shiduo calmly put on makeup for himself.
Lao Zheng understood how to avoid suspicion.
He chose a residence for himself near the entrance and exit, far away from these 'female dependents'.
Well… he also didn't like playing with girls.
Chi Snake was even more casual, wearing a set of pajamas with an eye mask on her forehead, and she looked sleepy, muttering in her mouth:
"What's the meeting for? People want to hibernate, hibernate."
These travelers had left their harbor, but they could only hide in Lao Suofei's sub-space for the time being.
For this reason, sufficient supplies had been prepared here.
Thanks to the development of star field expedition technology, they now had special cans that could be stored for decades, with balanced nutrition and rich flavors.
Lao Suofei's ashes were completely cold, and Wang Jixuan decided to change the name of this place.
Daoist Wang's Secret Garden?
This name was a bit too ambiguous.
Let's call this place the [Psionic Space]. Amina and Chi Snake represent the pinnacle of two psionic technologies.
Wang Jixuan immediately announced this decision, and everyone nodded.
"Just, change the name? Is this the content of the meeting?" Chi Snake immediately pouted.
Wang Jixuan clicked his tongue: "If you pout again, you'll be punished for not being allowed to sleep for a month!"
"Teacher~ Snake knows she was wrong~"
Chi Snake blinked repeatedly, her voice delicate.
Wang Jixuan glanced at the goosebumps on his arm, and then looked serious, and said slowly:
"Everyone, follow me together. From now on, we will share honor and disgrace together.
"There is no need to say these polite words between us, but I still have to mention a few simple words."
Zheng Shiduo chuckled: "Wang Ge, you can also be polite?"
"That's natural," Wang Jixuan cleared his throat, "I hope that you can unite and help each other, trust each other. If I can set foot in the Immortal Realm in the future, I will try my best to bring you all with me, if you are willing."
Gao Huating asked doubtfully: "Teacher, didn't you always say that the Immortal Realm needs to be ascended to?"
"That is the normal way."
Wang Jixuan was also quite emotional:
"In this world, there are only back doors that we can't think of, and nothing is impossible.
"Tianluo and the Dark Sect can select some elite soldiers and generals every once in a while, who can enter the Immortal Realm for cultivation without experiencing the Heavenly Tribulation.
"Ascending to the Immortal Realm is a selection process. Those who go up are immortals.
"But not everyone in the Immortal Realm is an immortal. Most creatures are not immortals. Cultivation there is much simpler than outside.
"Immortal Realm, True Realm, Xu Realm, Endless Star Sea, it is truly one ladder a day."
Zheng Shiduo laughed: "I wanted to say it before, isn't this just a big fortress?"
"Almost," Amina said softly, "It is indeed clearly graded."
Wang Jixuan flicked his fingers lightly, and the Moon Hua Sword fell in front of him, trembling gently.
Wang Jixuan handed this immortal sword to Amina and instructed: "This is an immortal artifact. Even if you can't activate it, you can use it to kill the strong. You will carry it later. If we encounter a strong enemy, you may need to sneak attack at a critical moment."
"Okay."
Amina took the Moon Hua Sword and carefully felt the power fluctuations on it.
Unexpectedly, she actually felt that the fragments of the law mastered by her core circuit resonated slightly with the Moon Hua Sword.
Amina looked at Daoist Wang in surprise.
Wang Jixuan nodded with a smile.
He wasn't exactly gifting the sword; the Immortal Artifact was a shared resource within his little team.
Wang Jixuan also didn't want to become too reliant on such Immortal Artifacts. Unless it was a life-or-death situation, Amina and the Immortal Artifact wouldn't appear.
The Daoist continued, "In about a month and a half, we should arrive at a branch of the Tianluo Sect. I've inquired, and Tianluo has six hundred branches. We're only going to one of them. Only the Tianluo headquarters has a route to the Immortal Realm."
Zheng Shiduo asked, "Should we prepare some gifts to smooth things over?"
"As for greasing palms, let's play it by ear."
Wang Jixuan chuckled awkwardly:
"I'm not very good at this, but when you're under someone else's roof, you have to bow your head. I've made some preparations."
"I'll put the entrance and exit stone slab to the subspace on the storage ring on your finger later. I've inscribed a new restriction on the ring, which will allow you to sense what's happening outside."
"If you have anything to remind me of, you can directly remind me."
"Generally speaking, unless an immortal shows up, it's unlikely that your existence will be detected."
—Confidence from a grandmaster of artifact refinement.
Wang Jixuan gave everyone a few more instructions, mainly to prepare them mentally.
He was worried that if they saw him being wronged or threatened in Tianluo, they wouldn't be able to resist jumping out to fight.
After all, he had always been respected on Earth.
Wang Jixuan had fully prepared himself mentally for this.
In his heart, Earth was a place without cultivators, and he was about to go to a world composed of cultivators. He wasn't too special; he just had some resources, three lifetimes of cultivation experience, and had created a strange thing like the core circuit... and so on.
Wang Jixuan looked at Gao Huating and smiled, "Later, you will act as my eldest disciple and engage in normal external activities. I will be keeping an eye on your cultivation homework, so don't be lazy."
"Okay," Little Huating obediently agreed.
Mudan, who had been kneeling obediently beside him, cautiously asked, "Boss, can I turn on my venomous tongue system? There aren't any cultivators here anymore."
"Turn it on, but don't go too far."
"Okay..."
Mudan rolled her eyes playfully and muttered softly:
"Those Tianluo people definitely won't convict you; they just want to extort the value from your body. Don't get a hothead and give them all the core circuit technology, then you'll really have no value."
"What are you talking about?" Daoist Wang glared. "Would I get a hothead?"
"Who knows?"
Mudan chuckled:
"That Fellow Daoist Huizhi is more beautiful than flowers. When she took you to the cabin to rest just now, her eyes were staring straight at you."
"If you ask me, Officer, you might as well put a fake scar on your face. Being too handsome is really too easy to attract these kinds of things."
Amina looked displeased.
Wang Jixuan cleared his throat: "Mudan, don't talk nonsense. This fellow Daoist has only gained a lot of benefits here with us."
Amina said: "If it helps the situation, you can actually use a beauty trap... I don't mind these things. Our spiritual civilization is relatively open at heart."
"I mind!"
Daoist Wang raised his hand and rubbed his forehead:
"Don't think wildly. We are cultivating. We still need to gain a foothold in Tianluo and return to Earth to deal with the Blade Beasts and Obsidian and the others. We can't do things halfway."
"Alright, today's meeting ends here. Amina, come with me for a moment."
"Huh?"
Amina was caught off guard, and everyone's eyes became more playful.
Only Red Serpent couldn't help but mutter, "Oh my, you just said goodbye to my Tongtong, and now you're starting to bloom with youth."
Wang Jixuan: ...
There was no way to respond to that.
He really had serious business to discuss with Amina.
A moment later, at the top of the spire.
Wang Jixuan and Amina dismantled Old Sophie's coffin and remodeled it into a movable platform.
"You're going to give this thing away?" Amina asked.
"Yes, there are many spiritual energy circuits inside, but they are all for communication and healing. I can't just give them the core circuit right away, even though I brought three."
Daoist Wang stretched lazily, looking at his masterpiece with satisfaction.
Amina took away the scraps that were produced to the side, sat prettily on the edge of the platform, raised her hand to take off her hairpin, and let down her slightly curly long hair.
Her bright eyes stared at Wang Jixuan, and she asked softly, "What do you think of that Huizhi..."
"I don't even have a specific image of Huizhi in my mind right now," Wang Jixuan explained with a wry smile, "Moreover, I really don't have any plans to find a partner right now. Our agreement is definitely valid."
Mudan was definitely doing this on purpose!
He must find a chance to teach her mecha-soul a lesson!
Amina nodded gently. Just as she was about to say something, a gentle call suddenly sounded in the spire's space.
This was the voice brought by the foreign soul Wang Jixuan had left outside.
"Brother Wang? Is it convenient for me to come in?"
Ah, Sanren Huizhi.