Chapter 62: Are You Sure?
His gaze fell once more upon the slip of paper in his hand. Zuo Tian. Bai Yuan. Shu Mu Night.
Shu Mu Night was still alive. With the resources of those sects, he would certainly recover.
He had come to Blue Star, slaughtered millions, and then left. The people of Blue Star didn’t even have the ability to kill him. Why?
Wang Jie clenched his fists. The resentment burned within him, stifling and unrelenting.
If not for his wrist guard, he would already be dead. Yet the enemy had been taken away safely, able to continue his legendary rise, high above the universe. While he… he was nothing more than a fleeting blemish in that man’s life, a minor stain at best. His greatest achievement was merely being remembered by him.
And then there was Armor One Sect. The peace of Blue Star had been shattered simply because they sought new disciples. The entire planet, home to billions, had been reduced to mere millions.
What did life even mean to them?
The Dean had been good to him, had taken him out for meals, had cared for him—yet he had died in the early days of the Apocalypse. Why? What reason was there for such cruelty?
The more he thought, the darker Wang Jie’s gaze became.
He lifted his head toward the sky. His enemies were still out there. That bridge. That dark-gold battle armor. The universe was the true world.
And he… he wanted to step out into it.
A gust of wind swept over the windowsill, lifting the paper from his hand. The words Starry Sky Martial Gathering stood out glaringly.
[You will be there too, won’t you, Shu Mu Night?]
Rising to his feet, he strode out.
The aircraft descended upon Upper Capital City Base. Wang Jie had arrived.
His presence sent shockwaves through the base. Countless people gathered to witness his arrival.
Yet, escorted by Older Sister Tang, Wang Jie headed straight to the underground research facility.
“Why are you here? You’ve truly recovered? Let me check!” Four Eyes said excitedly.
Others around them looked at Wang Jie in astonishment.
Wang Jie had come for answers—about the device the Trial Participants had used to enter Blue Star. How was its research progressing?
Four Eyes led him to a vast research chamber. At the center stood an egg-shaped object, about five meters in diameter, surrounded by screens and data displays.
“Take a look.”
“What is this?”
“A spaceship.”
Wang Jie glanced at Four Eyes, then back at the so-called spaceship—the egg-like structure before him. “Are you sure?”
Older Sister Tang spoke up. “This is the very vessel the Trial Participants used to come here. However, they were propelled to Blue Star by external force. Now, Doctor has added our own propulsion system to it. Thanks to its unique material, it can technically be called a spaceship—though it’s quite small.”
“If not for that special material’s ability to generate thrust, building an actual spaceship would take decades, and it would have to be enormous.”
Four Eyes elaborated, “To be precise, I didn’t create this—I repurposed it. The material itself releases energy for space travel. All I did was find a way to control and extract that power.”
Wang Jie had long known that Four Eyes excelled in mechanics. The Golden Hill Base had once been filled with his mechanical eyes, yet no one had ever detected them.
Even during Armor One Sect’s Trial, only heat-based weapons and their manufacturing facilities had been destroyed. Other technologies remained intact, proof of Four Eyes’ capabilities.
Wang Jie had often suspected that Four Eyes had seen something in the Martial Hall’s Phantom Projections—perhaps glimpses of someone researching advanced technology.
“This thing can indeed ascend and traverse space. But it has two fatal flaws you need to know about.” Four Eyes fixed Wang Jie with a serious gaze. “First, it has no speed control. Once propulsion is activated, it will continue indefinitely. My so-called control system only manages the initial activation. Once it’s moving, you can’t adjust the speed.”
“Second, it can’t stop. It can change direction, but that requires an enormous amount of energy and must be planned in advance. You’ll need to practice.”
“Think of it like a stone thrown into a storm—you have no idea where it will end up.”
Wang Jie stared at the egg-shaped craft. “And yet, you call this a spaceship?”
Four Eyes scratched his head. “Sure, it has flaws—but it’s also incredibly durable. We’ve salvaged all the materials the Trial Participants used. Their crafts had only small amounts of this material. I concentrated most of it into this one, meaning it’s actually superior to what they had.”
Wang Jie stepped forward, running a hand over the egg-shaped hull.
Four Eyes continued, “Kid, if you want to leave Blue Star, this is your only option. Otherwise, stay put. Maybe one day, some alien civilization will find you, and then you might get a chance to leave. The choice is yours.”
“A word of caution: once a stone is thrown into a hurricane, no one can predict where it will land. The probability of death is high.”
Wang Jie frowned. “I’ll take it.”
Older Sister Tang was stunned. “Are you sure?”
He nodded. He had already made up his mind before coming here—he had to leave Blue Star.
Not just because his enemies were out there, but because the universe was the grandest stage of all. He refused to wither away here, doing nothing.
He knew the wonders of the world beyond. Why should he remain trapped?
Besides, the wrist guard was pushing him forward. The Sacred Star Linked Bridge—he had to go. If he didn’t, there was no guarantee that man wouldn’t find a way to kill him through the wrist guard.
The heat in his arm was intensifying.
And he had to find a way to obtain the full battle armor—though the chances were slim.
“I assume that since you built this, you must have some level of confidence in it?” Wang Jie looked at Four Eyes.
Four Eyes grinned. “You know me well. Come, take a look.”
Wang Jie followed him to the screen.
“Blue Star never used to receive alien signals. But look now.”
On the screen, countless glowing dots flickered.
Four Eyes’ expression grew grave. “Our position has changed. That hand moved not just Blue Star, but also the Moon and Sun, shifting them far from their original location.”
“That explains why Blue Star wasn’t staked and destroyed but continues to exist.”
“We may not understand the reason, but its position has changed. The result? Alien civilizations are no longer far from us.”
“As long as we ascend into the cosmos.” Four Eyes pointed at a specific coordinate on the screen. “Based on my calculations, if you head in this direction, there is a high probability you’ll encounter alien life. As for what happens when you meet them, that remains unknown.”
Wang Jie felt unease creeping in. “Then that means the location of Blue Star will also be exposed?”
Four Eyes nodded solemnly. “There’s no helping it. If we can see them, they can see us as well.”
Then, with a grin, he added, “But after everything we’ve endured, what else could make us despair?”
He chuckled and patted Wang Jie’s shoulder. “Besides, you’re planning to go out there anyway, right? Consider yourself our vanguard.”
“And if Blue Star is ever destroyed again, at least you will be its final ember.”
Wang Jie turned his gaze toward the crude spacecraft, nodding silently.
The spacecraft was Four Eyes’ responsibility; Wang Jie’s task was to strengthen himself. The universe wasn’t just about the pressure of the void—it was filled with countless elements harmful to the human body. Only by refining himself could he adapt.
This vessel was designed with only the bare necessities—to provide breathable air and basic sustenance. It had no additional functions.
If Wang Jie boarded the ship in his current state, he might not even live long enough to encounter an alien civilization.
Four Eyes’ words left Wang Jie with no choice. He had to cultivate once more. There was no alternative—Seal Power was all that existed on Blue Star.
The next steps were simple: gather Cataclysm Materials, collect Heaven Stones, and cultivate.
Currently, the Three Great Bases of Blue Star remained the primary strongholds. Though many auxiliary bases had been established, they prioritized sending Cataclysm Materials to Wang Jie.
The Leading Pillar Group supplied resources ceaselessly.
Under these conditions, Wang Jie prepared for his next calisthenics routine.
From a single Seal to Eight Seals, it took only the duration of a single session. His rapid recovery astounded everyone. Not only that, but he sensed a shift in his previously stagnant power.
[No way… Does sustaining a grave injury really push one to break past their limits?]
[That shouldn’t be the case.]
If it were, Shu Mu Night would have surely known.
Pushing aside unnecessary thoughts, Wang Jie focused on training—cultivating, practicing Qi Observation, wielding his sword, and familiarizing himself with his newfound strength.
One month later, he advanced from Eight Seals to Ten Seals.
By utilizing Cataclysm Materials, he shattered the barrier of ninetyfold strength. This wasn’t due to his increase in Seal Power alone. Had he not fought Shu Mu Night a third time, Wang Jie was certain that even at Ten Seals, he wouldn’t have reached such a level.
His body had already reached its previous limit.
Just as his strength remained intact even when his Seal Power had been crippled before.
Currently, on Blue Star, only one other person had reached Ten Seals—Hong Sword.
Figures like Lian Qin and Older Sister Tang had attained Nine Seals and were close to breaking through, but they had yet to achieve it.
To stabilize his cultivation, Wang Jie took to the skies, launching a campaign to purge Blue Star’s most powerful mutated creatures. This would ensure a temporary era of peace before his departure.
Shu Mu Night had already culled a wave of these beasts. Without that purge, humanity wouldn’t have regained dominance.
Now that the trials had ended, Blue Star was not only progressing in cultivation but also reviving hot weapons, ushering in an era of flourishing development.
Before leaving, Wang Jie sought to eliminate the strongest threats, paving the way for growth.
Of course, he could only handle the most formidable creatures. Using the Battle Power Detector, he sought out those that posed the greatest danger. Blue Star’s mutated beasts were endless, beyond his sole ability to eradicate. What remained would become challenges for future cultivators.
Arriving at Southern Nation Base, Wang Jie’s aircraft descended slowly.
As he stepped out, Lian Fei greeted him. Seeing his radiant, vigorous presence, her face flushed slightly. She stepped forward.
“Brother Wang, please come inside.”
Wang Jie acknowledged her with a nod. “Where’s Lian Qin?”
Lian Fei cast him a brief glance. “She’s waiting for you inside the base.”
After a hearty meal, Wang Jie proposed a private conversation with Lian Qin.
She hesitated. Her demeanor had changed. The once bold and decisive woman now seemed somewhat uneasy.
Especially considering her hope that her daughter might one day bond with Wang Jie. Being alone with him in such circumstances felt inappropriate.
Yet, she couldn’t refuse him.
Dismissing everyone else, she faced him.
Wang Jie got straight to the point. “Give me another swimsuit.”
Lian Qin: …
That was too blunt.
“Didn’t I already give you one?”
“I need another.”
“I don’t have any more.”
“Buy one now. Wear it now.”
Lian Qin massaged her temples, exasperated. “Wang Jie, you do realize there’s a considerable age gap between us, right? It’s not appropriate.”
Wang Jie interrupted, “You’re overthinking. I’m asking on someone else’s behalf.”
Lian Qin was taken aback. “For someone else?”
Wang Jie nodded, silently cursing inwardly. [This is for Green Sprout… heaven knows why she wants it.]
Lian Qin sighed. This man was terrible at lying.
“Fine. Just one. But no more after this.”
“We’ll see.” Wang Jie wasn’t sure if Green Sprout would ask again. Besides, he was about to leave for space—if she did, he wouldn’t be around to fetch one.
“By the way.” He approached the dining table, picked up a piece of meat, and held it out to Lian Qin.
Lian Qin blinked in confusion. “?”
“Take five bites. Leave the rest for me.”
She stared blankly at Wang Jie. No waves of emotion rippled in her heart. Somehow, this… felt normal coming from him.
Under the radiant glow of three Green Sprouts, Wang Jie finally exhaled in relief.
Success.
The Star-Gazing Sword Style.
The third required material had been the Rainbow Drinking Sword Style’s Hundred-Link Sequence.
And now, he had mastered it.
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