The sunlight shone on a remote corner of the praying hall, illuminating the cluster of green bamboos. The water in the well looked like a black mirror.
Jing Jiu walked out from the bamboo wall. The water droplets fell off his body, leaving no trace behind. He felt dry instantly.
He opened his arms. A pair of gentle hands reached over and helped him put on his clothes carefully.
"Do you need a pair of shoes?" the female priest asked him in a low voice after pulling back her fingers.
Jing Jiu turned the hat over to cover his head, saying, "Let's talk about it when we leave."
The female priest lowered her head slightly and led him to the deep part of the praying hall.
His bare feet landed on the stone path, leaving no trace of water behind.
Jing Jiu reviewed the fight that day as he walked.
His opponent was a swordsman in the upper state of the Star State. With the help of the armor, he had a Cultivation state no lower than the upper state of the Broken Sea. His offensive and defensive abilities were stronger than those of the Cultivation practitioners in Chaotian. Even so, a figure in such a state couldn't block Jing Jiu's attack with a wave of his hand. This fight was not dangerous, but Jing Jiu was not experienced enough and needed some time to adapt to the environment of the universe. As a result, the fight ended a bit slower. If he encountered a truly formidable figure in this world, like the so-called swordsmen in the Inherited Night State or the ascendants who had a close relationship with the interplanetary civilization, how could he kill them more efficiently?
The so-called strength referred to speed and strength. Both attack and defense depended on these two.
Jing Jiu followed the female priest through the passage, and had come up with more than ten ways to fight.
When they arrived in that quiet room, the sky-like screen still blocked the view of the populace.
The hidden cabinet in the wall was slowly closed, and a row of blue hoodies could be seen inside. Like the manor cave on the Shenmo Peak, there was a row of white sword robes.
Jing Jiu was quite satisfied with the arrangement. After he left Chaotian, the most inconvenient thing was that his clothes were easily damaged, and he couldn't bring many clothes with him like before.
Jing Jiu sat down in front of the green ceramic bowl and looked at the three flower petals on the surface of the water.
The female priest served him the tea she had prepared.
He could only analyze the taste of the tea through his sight and the touch of his lips and tongue, but he could sense the temperature of the tea.
The temperature of the tea was suitable, neither too hot nor too cold. It was much better than that of the little girl in the Jing House in Zhaoge City, and only slightly inferior to that of Gu Qing.
Perhaps it was because there was no iron kettle here?
"There is a type of iron kettle."
Jing Jiu used his psyche to draw the picture of a small stove, silver charcoal, iron kettle, and tea set on top of Shenmo Peak in the air of the quiet room. He said, "This is good for brewing tea."
Such a miraculous method did not surprise the priestess at all. After all, gods were omnipotent.
She said respectfully, "I'll have someone arrange it."
"We'll talk about it next time," Jing Jiu said. "What is a cocoon breaker?"
The sudden change of topic and the mention of cocoon breakers caused the priestess' expression to change.
After a moment of silence, she said softly, "It should be someone like you, someone from another world."
According to the rules of the priests, this was a very confidential matter. Unless she got the approval of the one on the Main Star, she could not tell Jing Jiu.
But now, she believed that Jing Jiu was the new God that the world had been waiting for. When he asked, how could she hide it from him?
Jing Jiu thought it was true.
The cocoon breakers were the ascendants.
He had suspected that the swordsman in the military had something to do with the ascendants from Chaotian when he was on the battleship. According to the advanced technology he had mastered, it was still a long way to go before the battle armor could be transformed into super particles. As such, how could the swordsman in the military transform into a suit of battle armor in such a short time?
It was evident that the swordsman had used the storage magic treasure of Chaotian.
Jing Jiu didn't find the storage magic treasure when he killed that person, which meant that the swordsman was a Dao treasure.
The hurried footsteps broke out in the praying hall. Ran Handong pulled open the gray curtain and walked in. "Aunt, are you alright?" she asked the priestess concernedly.
"I'm fine, but I have something to tell you," said the priestess.
Ran Handong noticed by now that Jing Jiu was sitting in front of the green ceramic bowl, and her aunt … was serving tea to him.
She guessed that Jing Jiu was not a regular person, but she still felt it odd to see this scene. "What's the matter?" she asked icily.
Jing Jiu held up a tiny chip in his hand.
There was a similar chip in the brain of the assassin in overalls, which was used to detonate himself when his mind was invaded.
Since Jing Jiu had experienced it before, he wouldn't let the swordsman in the military do the same. He cut open the swordsman's brain and snatched the chip.
"What is this?" Ran Handong drew closer to Jing Jiu and observed the chip under the sunlight.
"It will explode," reminded Jing Jiu.
Ran Handong thought of a possibility, asking with a slightly changed expression, "Was the alarm of the fleet … you?"
"Hmm," Jing Jiu uttered.
"Is the person in the suit of battle armor the one you're looking for?" asked Ran Handong while staring into his eyes.
"Hmm," Jing Jiu uttered again.
"Where is he?" asked Ran Handong hastily.
"He's dead," replied Jing Jiu.
Staring at his face, Ran Handong took a long time to calm down. "Are there any traces left?" she asked.
"No," replied Jing Jiu.
Staring into his eyes, Ran Handong asked, "How did you do it?"
The fleet responsible for monitoring the planet had already sent back the data. She was fully aware of how powerful the suit of battle armor was and how tragic his fate was.
Even though the legendary swordsmen in the Inherited Night State had the ability to do so, they couldn't do it in such a short time, to say nothing of not leaving any traces in the monitoring system of the fleet.
Jing Jiu didn't answer her.
Looking at the chip between his fingers, she thought of the assassin she had helped him find before, saying, "They are from the same organization. I think it's the butterfly."
"It's not important."
"Why did you call me here then?"
"I want the right of access to the military headquarters."
Jing Jiu stated his request.
He had entered the military network and chased after this young girl; but it was hard for him to get into the core area of the network and obtain a high right of access.
It had nothing to do with his skill level. He simply didn't want to meet the ghost in the deep end of the network.
Ran Handong looked at the female priest.
The female priest shook her head slightly, indicating that she didn't reveal her family background.
After a moment of silence, Ran Handong said, "I have to ask my father first."
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The female priest was aware that the reason Jing Jiu intended to go to the Main Planet and enter the Science Academy was to find someone.
She didn't intend to pry into the truth of the matter, but she would try her best to help him, just like how she chose Zong Lizi to be her successor. "That child is not talented enough, and her temperament is not steady enough. However, she will receive many blessings and travel with you on her way to the Main Planet to receive training. She will definitely succeed me."
Jing Jiu said, "There's no need to rush."
The female priest let loose a relieved but slightly bitter smile as she said softly, "I don't have much time left."
She had to memorize the scripts and words she had memorized every day, which consumed a great deal of her mental energy. She had sat in the praying hall for more than twenty years, and had reached the last stage of her life. As such, she had to choose a successor.
Zong Lizi had to come back here as soon as she finished her one-year training on the Main Planet.
Jing Jiu dipped his hand into the green ceramic bowl and applied the water between the female priest's eyebrows gently.
The female priest didn't know what he was going to do, so she let him do it meekly.
As Jing Jiu rubbed the water with his fingertip, a refreshing energy entered the center of her eyebrows along with the dispersing water, and then went deeper into her body.
The process was not rough at all; it was exceedingly gentle, like the spring rain moistening the objects, soundless and undetectable.
The female priest's mental state grew calmer, and the turbulence in her awareness had gradually subsided. She felt as if she was bathing in the spring breeze, feeling refreshed and comfortable. She gradually closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Jing Jiu pulled back his finger and held the chip in his hand, looking at the green ceramic bowl.
Some fine ripples appeared on the surface of the water in the green ceramic bowl, and the three flower petals quivered slightly. Then, they started swimming irregularly, like the dancing butterflies.
The ring on his finger emitted a faint glow.
Jing Jiu entered the interplanetary network through the digital mark on the chip and started searching for the information he needed.
The data in the interplanetary network was as vast as the sea of stars, and the information was hidden in the deepest part of the network. It would take him a long time to find the traces.
After a long while, the natural sunlight was replaced by the starlight, illuminating the flower petals on the surface of the water in the green ceramic bowl, making them look even more beautiful.
The female priest was still sleeping soundly. She even let out a faint snore. It seemed that she was sleeping soundly.
Looking at the surface of the water in the green ceramic bowl, Jing Jiu had finally seen some vivid scenes.
There was a rusty iron gate, on which some patterns could still be seen. The blue paint on the gate had turned black due to the passage of time, and the wings of a butterfly could be vaguely seen on it.
In the dark space, hundreds of swordsmen of the Federation of the Milky Way were flying in the armor of the latest model, reflecting the light of the distant permanent star, which looked like countless lines.
On the surface of a huge red planet, many flowers suddenly appeared in the midst of the huge storm that looked like patches. It was unclear if it was a natural phenomenon or if someone was inside.
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After a long while, the female priest opened her eyes and woke up, the expression in her eyes a bit bewildered.
She sensed that her spiritual world and her body had undergone a subtle change, and she had gained a great deal of fresh life energy.
Where did this life energy come from?
She prostrated herself on the ground before Jing Jiu.
She suddenly had a new life at the last stage of her life. Even though she was as calm as the water, she couldn't conceal her excitement.
Jing Jiu stood up and headed toward the outside of the praying hall.
The priestess followed behind him quietly.
When they arrived at the top of the stone steps outside the praying hall, she took the shoes prepared by a maidservant and knelt on the ground, helping Jing Jiu put them on.
Those maidservants and the main preachers all looked at the ground with their heads lowered.
Jing Jiu uttered "hmm", and suddenly asked, "Who is General Li?"
Hearing this name, the expression on the female priest's face changed slightly. She got up and motioned for everybody to leave, saying in a low voice, "The current commander-in-chief of the military."
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