Chapter 060
Chapter 60: Starry Martial Meet
Everyone silently carried Wang Jie back to Golden Hill.
Two days later, “When are we sending the boss off for the last time?”
“No rush, I want to see him for a little longer.”
Another three days passed, “Why is the boss still warm?”
“Must be the heat.”
“…”
Days passed again, “Still warm. And… I feel a heartbeat.”
“Doctor! Where’s the doctor?!”
Hong Jian stood by the bed, staring at Wang Jie lying there quietly, his expression filled with surprise, “Is he really not dead?”
Opposite, the four-eyed doctor was speechless, “Not dead, but also… dead.”
“Living dead?”
“Vegetative state?”
“How should I know?” The four-eyed doctor muttered, irritated. “Lassie Ying is gone, now this kid is like this, and Blue Star is on the brink of collapse. What are you all doing? Does it even matter whether he’s alive or dead? In my opinion, it’s more important to enjoy the last days happily.”
With that, he walked out.
Everyone was left helpless.
No one knew what was going on with Wang Jie.
Bai Yuan was missing, Wang Jie was like a living corpse, and it felt as if Blue Star had been abandoned.
Another two days passed, and the sunlight continued to shine on the earth. Yet, in an instant, darkness fell.
Everyone looked up in shock.
A hand, huge enough to block the sun, was reaching toward Blue Star from afar.
Hong Jian and the others stood frozen on the balcony.
What… was this?
No one ever imagined they would witness such a scene.
Whose hand was so massive, capable of grasping stars? Able to block the sun?
Everyone who saw this stood paralyzed, letting the hand descend upon Blue Star. As it approached, the oceans rose in a colossal tsunami, countless creatures prostrated, glaciers melted, and Blue Star felt like a toy at that moment.
Darkness fully descended.
They had been grasped by a hand.
At that moment, everyone thought they would be crushed, Blue Star would be shattered. Seconds felt like years, so long. Why were they still alive? Why hadn’t they died?
They envied those who had passed, for they no longer had to suffer.
Everyone waited for the final death.
But it never came.
Ten minutes passed.
The world was engulfed in darkness, and looking up, nothing could be seen.
One hour passed.
A day passed.
Two days, three days, and after five days.
Five beams of sunlight slipped through the gaps in the fingers, descending upon the earth. Everyone saw the hand again, but this time, it was lifting away from Blue Star, slowly retreating. Blue Star returned to normal.
No one understood what had happened. The sky was as blue as ever, the sun as blinding as before. In the east, the moon rose, and the sunset gradually fell. Everything seemed normal. The only abnormality was the appearance of a bridge, a faint, elusive bridge, so distant it was beyond reach, floating just above the sun.
For some reason, when they saw it, they recognized it as a bridge.
In the starry sky, there was a bridge.
At that moment, Wang Jie was experiencing something equally mysterious.
He seemed to transform into a grain of mustard seed, traversing across countless starry universes. He saw countless individuals, each so real, with flesh and blood. He should recognize these people, but their names escaped him.
He saw a ship, enormous enough to carry endless stars.
He saw a city, surrounding each universe within its walls.
He saw a river, stretching across Star Dome, boundless and endless.
And he saw a person’s back, standing at the front, with branches wrapped around their waist, holding up the cosmic sky.
But in the blink of an eye, all of it vanished, the memories fading away. Only the heat within his body grew clearer. This heat… it was from the wristguard? Yes, it was the heat from the wristguard. It was so hot—could someone pour some cold water on me? So hot.
Suddenly, a face appeared in front of him, enveloped in gold, radiating with sacred brilliance.
A giant voice like heaven’s thunder roared: “Give me the wristguard.”
“Bring the Sacred Star linked bridge.”
“Bring it over~~”
A sharp pain pierced his heart, as if it were melting him. Wang Jie suddenly opened his eyes, “Who are you?”
He stared blankly at the ceiling. From blurry to clear, the familiar scene slowly came into focus. Where was this? His home?
At that moment, a figure rushed in, looking excitedly at Wang Jie, “Boss.”
It was Old Nine.
Wang Jie looked at Old Nine, his gaze slowly clearing.
“Old Nine?”
Old Nine gazed at Wang Jie with excitement, “Boss, you’re not dead! You really aren’t dead!”
Wang Jie shifted his gaze to his own body, trying to move, but couldn’t. Memories slowly became clearer: the altar, the sunlight, Shu Mu Night. Right, he fought Shu Mu Night, and in the end, with one last strike, he had nothing left. But now, nothing had changed.
Was he… crippled?
Seeing Wang Jie look at his own body with sorrowful eyes, Old Nine quickly said, “Boss, you’re fine. Don’t think too much. It’s just that the injuries are too severe, and you’re temporarily numb. Wait here, I’ll go call the doctor.” He hurried out. “Old Five, Second Brother, come quickly! Boss is awake! Hurry and call the doctor over! Also, drag that four-eyed doctor here, the boss is awake!”
Soon, a crowd gathered around Wang Jie, checking him from every angle.
Hong Jian, Lian Qin, Tang Jie, and the others all arrived.
The whole place was filled with people.
Wang Jie’s awakening shook the three major bases. Everyone waited for the results of the examination.
The four-eyed doctor was completely dumbfounded: “He’s alive? This is supposed to be a dead body, right?”
Qing Zheng frowned: “What kind of talk is that?”
The four-eyed doctor adjusted his glasses and looked at the other doctors across from him.
They shook their heads, exchanging confused glances, nervously glancing at Hong Jian and then at Qing Zheng, not daring to speak.
The four-eyed doctor said, “This is a dead body. It shouldn’t be alive. He doesn’t even have the ability to produce blood, his meridians are all shattered, and his bones are broken. There’s no way he could be alive.”
Hong Jian spoke in a deep voice: “This is the age of cultivation. If he’s alive, there’s a reason. Check, find a way to treat him.”
The four-eyed doctor stared at Wang Jie.
Wang Jie spoke, “Same as always, bring me the medicine.”
“It won’t work.”
“Just bring it.”
The four-eyed doctor looked troubled: “What if I observe while you use the medicine?”
Wang Jie looked at him calmly.
He left.
One by one, people dispersed, leaving only Hong Jian, Old Five, and the others behind.
Wang Jie quickly understood the current situation.
Due to Shu Mu Night’s slaughter of so many mutated beasts, especially the powerful ones, many were led away by the trial takers to be killed. With the trial’s end and Armor One Sect no longer providing heaven stones, the imprint power had dwindled day by day. The strength of mutated beasts no longer increased, and the base was now safe.
The safety zone was continuously expanding.
The number of mutated beasts in the outer world was rapidly decreasing.
Wang Jie also knew that a hand had grasped Blue Star, though no one knew what had happened.
Of course, he didn’t know either.
“Bai Yuan is missing?”
Hong Jian, with a sword’s way, said, “He should have been taken by Armor One Sect. After all, he mastered the Armor One Divine Sword.”
Wang Jie looked out the window, “Liu Ying must have been taken by Chu Yao. What about Zuo Tian?”
Hong Jian shook his head: “We’re not lying to you. Zuo Tian is also missing. No one knows where he went. Do you think it’s possible that Armor One Sect took him?”
Wang Jie didn’t know, he couldn’t answer.
He only knew that the heat inside him was still there, incredibly hot, and it had spread. It started at his wrist but now was radiating through his entire arm.
Crippled? Perhaps, but not necessarily.
So many days had passed, and the wristguard hadn’t forced him to move. It seemed that the wristguard was confirming whether the master could still move.
Sacred Star linked bridge?
The true master of the wristguard. He hadn’t seen wrong. That person was clad in golden armor, only lacking the wristguard.
Just one wristguard had brought him to this state. He couldn’t imagine how strong a full set of golden armor would be.
That place, he had to go. Otherwise, something bad might happen.
Blue Star, rare as it was, had regained its peace.
At least, there was no need to worry about beast tides.
After Hong Jian left, Tang Jie came, sharing news about the outside world, though none of it seemed important. What mattered most now was rebuilding the base and gathering people from the border cities.
“Bai Xiao is still looking for Bai Yuan. She believes he hasn’t left, that he’s still somewhere on Blue Star.”
“By the way, look at this.”
Tang Jie handed Wang Jie a piece of paper. It had random scribbles all over it.
“This was drawn by one of the trial takers we captured out of boredom.”
Wang Jie looked at it. The scribbles seemed meaningless, with some complaints hastily written down. The only thing that caught his attention was four words—Starry Martial Meet.
Underneath these words, the trial taker had written a lot, full of yearning, but it was all smeared, unreadable.
“Starry Martial Meet?”
Tang Jie explained, “When Wen Star Ru told us to release those trial takers, we asked one of them. He said it’s the grandest martial competition in the universe, covering all civilizations and forces qualified to touch the starry sky. Even non-human civilizations are included.”
“If you rank high in the Starry Martial Meet, you can rise to the top.”
“But he wasn’t clear on the details. It’s just a dream for him.”
Wang Jie put the paper down and looked up at the sky, where the faint bridge appeared again: “For now, it’s just a dream. But Bai Yuan might have a chance.”
Tang Jie tucked the paper away, spoke for a while longer, and then left.
It was cruel to say these things to someone who once stood at the peak only to become completely crippled. Yet, Tang Jie couldn’t help but share.
Wang Jie had created a miracle before, fighting Shu Mu Night three times. Perhaps he could create another one.
Outside Golden Hill Base, there were no more ragged tents. Everyone now lived inside the base, as the base had expanded.
The safety zone was expanding, and humans were reclaiming lost territory.
Wang Jie sat in a wheelchair, pushed by Old Five, looking outside the base.
“Boss, thanks to you, Blue Star didn’t get destroyed. Everyone is still alive.”
Wang Jie smiled, “I did it for myself too.”
In the distance, Feng Yu was patrolling. Seeing Wang Jie, she gave a slow bow.
Everyone showed great respect to Wang Jie, even though he was now crippled. The battle with Shu Mu Night had shattered Blue Star’s people’s understanding, and to them, Wang Jie was both their savior and someone who had truly stood at the top.
Wang Jie’s gaze swept over the walls. The average strength of cultivators had increased.
Although his body was crippled, his ability to perceive energy was still intact, allowing him to see everyone’s qi.
Before the trial takers arrived, the Three Gods and Five Extremes were at seven seals. The five major bases, with a million cultivators, had an average strength of only two to three seals. But now, it had reached four seals on average, with seven, eight, and even nine-seal cultivators appearing continuously.
For instance, Feng Yu was a nine-seal cultivator.
This woman, in order to escape the identity of Blue Star’s people, secretly helped Yan Si. Wang Jie knew this but didn’t care. Everyone was struggling to survive, and there was nothing shameful about that.