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Chapter 842

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Hearing what Sha Yu said, Ran Handong felt surprised, wondering what it was that had something to do with her father.

If it was her father's idea to collect the data, why did this Chairman Sha visit her according to the usual procedure instead of using his family connections to find her?

Sha Yu didn't explain it to her, and Ran Handong didn't ask about it either. It meant that this matter was very important and confidential, and nobody should know about it.

"Thanks for your hard work," said Jing Jiu.

Sha Yu took out the chip from his bracelet and put it on the tea table. As he got up and was about to leave, he couldn't help but ask, "May I ask … why did you choose the Twirling Rain Company back then?"

The Twirling Rain Company was indeed the largest gaming company on the Stargate Base, but there were at least three other gaming companies of the same level in the Federation of the Milky Way, and all of them were backed by powerful families. If Jing Jiu intended to do something in the Federation of the Milky Way, those gaming companies were a better choice than the Twirling Rain Company.

Jing Jiu didn't give him an answer. Sha Yu left regretfully.

Looking at the chip on the tea table, Ran Handong asked, "What's this?"

"See you on the Internet." Jing Jiu got up and went to the room next door.

There was a gaming cabin of the latest model in the room. He entered the gaming cabin and logged into the game "The Path Toward Heaven".

He hadn't logged into the game since the first few days he spent in the hotel of the University of Stargate.

He connected to the Internet and logged into the game. As a result, the regular players disappeared from his sight after he filtered the data and blocked them. As a result, he felt the scenery was much better.

The chip was placed in the ring and connected to the central server of the Twirling Rain Company. A great deal of data fell down like a waterfall on the screen with the peaks of Aoyama as the background.

These data were the basic information of the players. The Twirling Rain Company had picked out thousands of suspicious accounts after analyzing the data.

The suspicious accounts were those accounts that fit the conditions set by Ran Donglou. Even Sha Yu and the technical department of the Twirling Rain Company didn't know what those conditions meant.

Those accounts might have stayed in Aoyama for a long time, or been in a daze outside a manor cave, or flown up in the ocean of clouds on their swords like madmen.

It was true that Jing Jiu intended to find other ascendants of Chaotian through this game.

No matter how heartless the Cultivation practitioners were, who would miss the opportunity to see Chaotian where they had lived for a great many years?

He just didn't expect Ran Donglou to guess his hidden intention.

Of course, not all of these thousands of players were Ascenders.

According to his calculation, there should be ten ascendants in the Federation of the Milky Way, and more than half of them would be attracted by this game.

The mist flowed out of the peaks and formed a mass in the courtyard by the stream outside the town, obscuring the view from the outside.

Suddenly, there was a breeze, and a waterwheel was slowly turning on the stream.

It was unclear when Ran Handong had sat on it. The stream water fell down noisily; it was a ridiculous scene.

"I thought it was a Ferris wheel." The female officer's face was a little red as she forcefully suppressed her annoyance.

"We don't have a Ferris wheel there." Jing Jiu waved his hand to summon the data waterfall into the fog and said, "Let's begin."





Ran Handong was the most outstanding Cloud Ghost in the Federation of the Milky Way, to say nothing of Jing Jiu.

It didn't take long before they found more than 30 key suspects from thousands of player accounts.

Jing Jiu kicked Ran Handong out of the game without hesitation and started comparing the accounts with those thirty players.

Those players were scattered in many places in the Federation of the Milky Way; some of them were even on the most primitive and primitive planets.

It was quiet in the gaming cabin. Jing Jiu wore the interactive system with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep. The ring on his finger emitted a faint glow.

His awareness drifted along the interplanetary network along with the data flow, passing through those small warped black holes and traveling back and forth among countless galaxies at a speed faster than the speed of light. He hacked into the terminals of those players to find the evidence that they were Ascenders.

Some of the players looked special and even abnormal, but they were from the Federation of the Milky Way, so Jing Jiu didn't care about them.

Some of the players looked ordinary and inconspicuous, but Jing Jiu had memorized their locations and marked them digitally.

Unfortunately, he didn't find the Immortal Tan or the Snow Girl.





The Scenery Garden in the game had the everlasting flowers, but it didn't have the everlasting hotpot. It was probably for this reason that the fog didn't last long, and the taste was not so good.

Jing Jiu didn't go to Cloudy Town to eat the hotpot. He rode the sword up against the clouds and returned to Aoyama, landing on the peak with the thickest fog.

Yunxing Peak was also the Sword Peak. This was the place where the All in One Sword had first appeared, and it was also the foundation of the Aoyama Sect.

Even though the information was not blocked, the number of players here was still small. It was because the life here was too boring, and the perception feedback was quite uncomfortable.

The uncomfortable perception feedback was the reality of the Sword Peak, or in other words, daily life.

Zhao Layue could cultivate diligently here for many years because she had a strong willpower. Jing Jiu could stay here because the formidable sword wills couldn't hurt him. The regular players couldn't stand the sword wills. As such, the young woman in the white dress with floral petals was quite eye-catching among the desolate and desolate cliffs.

The mountain wind blew over once in a while, bringing with it the cries of the iron eagles. Her black hair was tousled, exposing her snow-white, picturesque face that didn't seem to exist.

Jing Jiu walked to her side and followed her line of sight.

There were three caves on the cliff wall, about two feet above the ground, which were convenient for sitting in.

One was his, one was Zhao Layue's, and the last one was Ping Yong-Ka's.

At the moment, Ping Yong-Ka in the game was sleeping with his eyes closed in the cave, or in other words, cultivating in meditation.

The young woman looked at him for a long time and suddenly said, "He looks really ugly."

Though Jing Jiu could predict everything that had happened in Aoyama in the last hundred years, he couldn't predict that she would have such an evaluation of the sword spirit of the All in One Sword. He uttered "hmm" to express his bewilderment.

"To some extent, our existence, be it in the external world or the spiritual world, is an imitation and imitation of the human beings."

The young woman went on, "So you're very beautiful, and so am I. Why did he turn himself into an ugly fat man?"

Jing Jiu said, "Maybe he didn't think that he was learning and imitating the human beings. He thought he was a human being, so he didn't have any requirements for his appearance."

Looking at Ping Yong-Ka in the cave, the young woman said, "I don't agree with your opinion. It's because you're a human being, and he and I are the same."

"Should I ask him to come out and meet you?" asked Jing Jiu.

The young woman didn't respond to him, but asked, "Did you tell Ran Handong that you would join the other side if I didn't support you?"

Jing Jiu said, "It's not joining the other side; it's returning."

The young woman said, "You've killed an important member of theirs; do you think they will accept you?"

Jing Jiu turned around and walked to the edge of the cliff wall. He looked through the clouds and fog at the iron eagles flying in the outside world and the sword lights designed by the game in the distance.

The young woman walked to Jing Jiu's side and looked at the outside world. As far as she could see, the clouds and fog had dispersed, exposing the blue sky and the pleasant green fields of Aoyama.

The "Path Toward Heaven" employed the central system of data partitioning. The key data were stored in the storage device of the Twirling Rain Company. The regular players couldn't modify the data privately. However, both the storage device and the data partitioning were in the world of data and a part of the interplanetary network.

She was the true god here, so she was omnipotent and could see whatever she wanted.

"This is Aoyama."

Jing Jiu went on, "I'm from the same sect as them. They have no reason to abandon me because of a scoundrel of the Bloody Demon Church."

The young woman pressed, "Why should I believe that you will betray them?"

Jing Jiu didn't say anything. He reached out his right hand and pointed at the distance.

A Blue Bird flew over from the distance and landed on his palm.

Looking at the Blue Bird, the young woman said after a long moment of silence, "If the cooperation is successful, give me the Green Sky Mirror."

This Blue Bird was not the real Qing 'er. It looked at the young woman curiously with its dark eyes, unaware that it could be sold by Jing Jiu at any moment.

"Okay," said Jing Jiu.

The Blue Bird turned around and shot him a glance.





The world in the game was indeed similar to the real world, especially the peaks of Aoyama. It was probably because Jing Jiu had lived here for too many years.

Shenmo Peak pointed at the sky in the distance.

The Shanghai Peak was covered with snow.

Shiyue Peak and Xilai Peak looked at each other, speechless.

The singing could be heard vaguely on Qingrong Peak.

The ocean of clouds on Tianguang Peak was as close as ever, and yet it was so far away. It seemed to be right in front of them. They sat by the cliff's edge, but their feet couldn't reach the top of the cliff.

Jing Jiu sat by the cliff's edge for a while, waiting for that person to arrive.

"The scenery is the same as yesterday."

General Li walked out from the hut.

According to the design in the game, he didn't wear the military uniform, nor did he wear the red overcoat. He wore a plain sword robe, looking a bit similar to Liu Ci.

They were both the sect masters of the Aoyama Sect, so it was not surprising that they looked similar.

Jing Jiu stood up and bowed to him.





(On New Year's Eve, I salute to everyone. I wish everyone good health, a happy family, and a carefree life. As usual, I'll take a break tomorrow. The update will resume on the sixteenth day of the first lunar month. I love you all very much.

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