Chapter 283
Space Pirates
Chapter 283 Space Pirates
Zhongzhou, Qishi Prefecture.
A huge silver flying saucer silently floated above the ancient mountains, its cold metallic luster creating a strong visual impact against the surrounding desolate atmosphere.
Beneath the flying saucer, a sense of parting permeated the air. Zixia stood before the hatch, her ethereal beauty accentuated by the cool, purple celestial glow. Behind her, the dragon-horse neighed proudly, the Golden-Winged Roc King stood solemnly, the Holy Son of the Purple Mansion stood with his sword in hand, and Ji Ziyue, the little moon of the Ji family, smiled sweetly—she had finally persuaded the family elders and, escorted by her elder brother Ji Haoyue, resolutely chose this unknown journey.
The covenant of "No Saints Under Heaven" was complete, and the Big Dipper temporarily returned to peace. Zixia turned to look at Ye Fan in the crowd, her mind filled with countless thoughts. If she were to forcibly stay by Ye Fan's side, it would inevitably interfere with the growth trajectory of the Holy Body.
The fledgling eagle will eventually soar into the sky alone, and her journey lies in the more distant stars and seas.
"Zixia, wait for me! I will definitely catch up with you!" Ye Fan clenched his fists, his eyes burning brightly. "Wait for me at the end of the star path!"
"Have a safe journey!" Jiang Jia, Ji Haoyue, Li Heishui, Hei Huang, the Holy Prince, and others waved goodbye.
"boom!"
The five-colored altar was fully activated, and the Bagua symbols transformed into eternal Dao patterns that intertwined in the void. A star gate piercing through the universe roared open. The silver flying saucer transformed into a stream of light and disappeared into the deep darkness.
The spaceship entered space, no longer following the path of the five-colored altar. This saint-level spaceship carried the coordinates of the ancestral star of the Eternal Starfield and was constantly performing space jumps.
Inside the cabin, the atmosphere was far from quiet. The current prodigy of Beidou was engaged in a clash of philosophies with the Lantuo clan of the Eternal Starfield regarding the "Dao".
"Oh? The ultimate evolution fluid?" The Golden-Winged Roc King narrowed his golden eyes and asked coldly, "What exactly is that?"
"That is the greatest masterpiece of our star field." A hint of fanaticism flashed in Lan Tuobai's eyes. "It is the essence extracted from the rarest divine minerals in the universe by blasting open ancient stars. For people like you who focus on physical cultivation, it is a holy medicine to break free from shackles."
“That’s right.” Another member of the Eternal Clan added, “In that star field, there were Primal Demon Body, Brahma Battle Body, Supreme Immortal Body… Each of those physiques was enough to dominate for eternity, and their rise was inseparable from the baptism of the Evolution Fluid.”
The Holy Son of the Purple Mansion was secretly alarmed. The people of the Eternal Starfield followed a completely different path: they were not patient with arduous cultivation, but instead achieved ultimate evolution by deciphering the code of life and plundering external forces.
“Plundering the blood of powerful life forms, extracting their life essence…” Longma’s eyes blazed like golden lamps, bursting forth with brilliant fire. “Heh, the survival rules of this star field are truly nakedly bloody.”
Most importantly, both Wushi and Qingdi left their mark on the Eternal Starfield.
Their primary objective was to search for these two emperors.
Zixia stood by the porthole, watching the Milky Way rushing past outside, her heart as calm as still water.
Her journey wasn't solely for the evolution fluid. More importantly, the ancient records of the Eternal Starfield bear the traces of two supreme beings—
One is the Great Emperor Wushi, who suppressed all ages and turned his back on all living beings; the other is the Azure Emperor, who was exceptionally talented and the only one to attain enlightenment in the ancient times.
“There is a limit to relying on external forces; only self-invincibility is the true meaning.” Zixia murmured softly, the Dao mark between her brows appearing and disappearing. “Eternal Starfield, I hope your ‘science’ and ‘Great Dao’ will not disappoint me.”
The journey through the universe is long, but in the solitude of meditation and spiritual practice, two years pass in the blink of an eye.
As the silver flying saucer burst forth from the last ancient stargate, the dark and cold curtain of the universe was instantly torn open, revealing a dazzling, almost dreamlike starry sky before everyone's eyes.
"It's here! I sense it... it's an aura as vast and boundless as the Big Dipper and the Purple Star!" The dragon-horse couldn't contain itself any longer, its hooves shattering the void, crimson light swirling around it, eager to rush into this new world. Purple Cloud slowly opened her eyes, withdrawing from her Enlightenment Realm. Two years of interstellar wandering had made her saintly aura even more restrained, like an unfathomable ancient pool. She walked to the porthole; in the distance, a massive star emitted a heart-pounding fluctuation.
"Such terrifying pressure..." The Golden-Winged Roc King's golden eyes narrowed. That aura reminded him of the desolate forbidden land of the Big Dipper, and the confrontation between the extreme paths. "Was a Great Emperor ever born here?"
"Emperor Daoyan!" Lan Tuobai's tone was filled with fervor and awe. "He is the god of our Eternal Starfield. The imperial array and divine marks he left behind still protect this kingdom to this day."
Zixia's heart stirred slightly. The two characters "Dao Yan" held a natural sensitivity—the Dao gives birth to one, one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, three gives birth to all things; evolution is endless. This star field, which combines cultivation with technology, may be another form of "Dao Yan".
The spaceship stopped its space jump and glided into the inner sea of this star field like a fish.
The screen flickered, locking onto the target. This place not only contained the main planet "Eternal Kingdom," but also several inhabited planets, the territories of various powerful families. It was a dreamlike land of highly advanced civilization, and also a primeval jungle teeming with laws.
Suddenly, a violent fluctuation came from the star field ahead, and a blinding beam of light instantly tore through the darkness, radiating in all directions.
"That's... the fleet going to war?" The Holy Son of the Purple Mansion looked surprised.
Through the mystical screen of the Saint-class spaceship, everyone could clearly see that hundreds of warships were engaged in fierce combat near the asteroid belt. Each beam of light was comparable to a powerful strike, enough to easily obliterate an asteroid.
"Boom! Boom!"
Brilliant orbs of light exploded in the void, as bright as day. These were the destructive fireworks of warships being breached—splendid, cruel, yet possessing a cold, industrial beauty. The extinguishing of each flame meant the fall of thousands upon thousands of lives; iron ships turned to ash, human bones turned to smoke.
The battle is nearing its end.
A Saint-class flagship, its entire body shimmering with purple light and as clear as jade, displayed an overwhelming advantage. Like a ferocious cosmic beast, it was mercilessly tearing apart the badly damaged silver enemy ship.
"A complete rout! The losers didn't even have a chance to escape." Longma clicked his tongue, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes. "Zixia, should we go and 'mediate' this fight?"
Zixia leaned back on the throne, her long legs crossed, the purple glow of her dress shimmering in the air. She casually toyed with a strand of hair with her slender, jade-like fingers, her voice alluring and seductive, as if hooked: "Mediating? That's so boring… Tell me, how are we, these uninvited 'newcomers,' supposed to infiltrate the Eternal Starfield and obtain the greatest amount of cultivation resources?"
His tone was soft and gentle, yet it possessed a power that made one's bones melt. The non-core cultivators under his command had never seen anything like this before. They usually both respected and feared this Dao Lord, but now, after being swept by that alluring gaze, they were all parched and wished they could tear out their hearts and livers to offer their advice.
Lan Tuobai lowered his head, staring intently at his toes, suppressing his wildly beating heart, and respectfully replied, "Reporting to the Dao Lord, the Eternal Star Domain is filled with powerful and exclusive families. If we want to break in, following the established procedures is something only fools would do. We must—stir up the waters first, and then catch the fish."
He pointed to the afterimages of the battle on the screen and hurriedly explained, "That purple ship that's almost been pierced belongs to the 'Xianyu Family,' an eternally powerful clan; while that group of bandits who are robbing is codenamed 'Paradise,' and they're used to running rampant."
"Heaven?" Ryoma, the group's invisible second-in-command, sneered upon hearing this, recalling the mess on Earth. "I'm hell! That name sounds like it deserves a beating."
"Rob it! Rob it all!" Longma's thuggish, earthly-like demeanor completely erupted. "Zixia, shall we just become robbers for once? Have we figured out what's going on with them?"
“Heaven doesn’t have any powerful backers, but it’s not called that for nothing.” Lan Tuobai swallowed. “Besides that sacred artifact-level purple light spaceship, there’s a rumor that a true ancient saint is also on board the main ship.”
(End of this chapter)