The Grandmaster they referred to was none other than the Grandmaster of Aoyama.
The Grandmaster of Aoyama was the first human ascendant. He created the sword work and left the sect of Aoyama, which had a supreme status in the Cultivation world of Chaotian.
General Li was the leader of the ascendants in this world, but the Grandmaster was the one who determined the path of the humans and the spiritual leader of the ascendants, and he was like a beacon of light.
The Grandmaster of Aoyama was still alive, but nobody knew where he was.
Jing Jiu was a disciple of Aoyama, but it was odd that he would ask an outsider this question.
Back in the game of "The Path Toward Heaven", Jing Jiu had asked General Li about the current situation of the Grandmaster, but he didn't ask him where he was.
This was a habit of the Cultivation practitioners, and it had something to do with trust.
The Grandmaster of Aoyama was not in a good physical condition; otherwise, he wouldn't have left behind Shen Yunmai, a descendant of his bloodline. In other words, the Grandmaster would be in danger if the other swordsmen knew where he was. As for why the other swordsmen wanted to harm the Grandmaster, nobody knew.
Killing the Grandmaster of Aoyama was enough to excite some madmen.
Jing Jiu was certain that the Grandmaster of the Bloody Demon Sect didn't know where the Grandmaster of Aoyama was until his death, and Shen Yunmai didn't even know where his father was.
Jing Jiu didn't ask General Li that question because he knew that General Li wouldn't answer him. It was because of the word "trust" mentioned at the moment.
"The Grandmaster is not in a good condition," Ceng Ju said while staring into Jing Jiu's eyes, a warning tone in his voice.
Jing Jiu uttered "hmm", but it was obvious that he had no intention of withdrawing his question.
Ceng Ju said with furrowed eyebrows, "He consumed a lot of energy back then because of the matter of that planet, so he's very weak …"
Jing Jiu knew that Jing Jiu was referring to the damaged planet, so he said, "I know."
Ceng Ju furrowed his eyebrows even more, asking, "Why do you want to know this?"
Looking at the ocean of stars outside the cliff, Jing Jiu said, "You want me to do these things and ignite these stars, so I need to trust you."
Ceng Ju said, "You should know very well that these words have no meaning before they are put into practice."
Jing Jiu said, "If you don't trust me, how can I trust you?"
Zeng Ju exclaimed incredulously, "Among the six ascendants of the Aoyama Sect, only the Great Grandmaster and the Immortal Chunyang are left. The rest of them have all died in the battles against the Sea of Dark Matter … How can you not trust your own sect?"
Jing Jiu said, "You just said that these words are meaningless before they are put into practice."
Ceng Ju was silent for a long time again. Then, he asked the fundamental question, "What exactly do you want to do?"
Jing Jiu had no intention of hiding anything. "I need a hostage," he said.
What a vicious and evil idea.
Instead, Ceng Ju was convinced. He smiled bitterly and said, "You people from the Aoyama Sect are really a bunch of unreasonable weirdos."
The sea of stars in the sky began to rotate, and a star map with a cloud-like edge appeared at the edge of the cliff. Then, it rapidly enlarged, revealing its detailed appearance.
It was a typical barred galaxy. The Sea of Dark Matter could be seen at its edge, and most of the stars were still bright.
"Besides General Li, nobody knows where the Great Grandmaster of Aoyama is. I've calculated it based on many years of observation; so it's not necessarily accurate."
Pointing to a permanent star on the thin arm of the barred galaxy, Ceng Ju said, "The Great Grandmaster might be here."
The local galaxy where the Federation of the Milky Way was located was composed of seven large galaxies.
The barred galaxy was located at the farthest place, and it had an incongruous name — the Milky Way.
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… …
Jing Jiu didn't like to talk much. When he talked a lot, he did so in order to persuade others, and the effect was quite good.
He was good at persuading the disciples of his Big Brother to betray him and making Yimaozhai one of their own.
Zeng Ju, the seventh house master of Yimaozhai, was not an exception either.
He agreed to Jing Jiu's request because he had the heart of a saint. The Aoyama Sect had always acted in an extreme manner, and it was always a good thing to have an internal check and balance.
At the end of the conversation, Zeng Ju said the following to Jing Jiu.
"This vacation is the last observation; but it's not what we are doing to you, but what you are doing to us. You've seen the Sea of Dark Matter, Huangyu No. 3, and even someone like the Young Master Shen is willing to sacrifice himself. The purpose of cultivating is to ascend; but nobody knows what the fairy realm looks like before the ascension. The Federation of the Milky Way is not the fairy realm, but it's a beautiful place. It would be a pity if it became a graveyard. I'll persuade Cao Yuan, and I hope you can join this great cause. Isn't it a kind of happiness to turn the Hell into the fairy realm and find the direction of the path toward heaven? "
Zeng Ju's voice was mild and ordinary, but it sounded like the voice of Cao Yuan in Jing Jiu's ears, sounding like the ringing of a bell.
The ringing of the bell seemed to be echoing in his ears even after he returned to the suite. To put it bluntly, it sounded like the sound of a fly, which was rather annoying.
Hua Xi poured a cup of tea for Jing Jiu and asked, "Are you going to stay here?"
He uttered "hmm" while looking at the black and white barren land outside the window.
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Looking at the spot where the plasma beam broadsword had been, Shen Yunmai cursed in his mind.
To put it more precisely, he cursed in his consciousness, which had nothing to do with his heart.
The last traces left by the plasma beam broadsword had disappeared seventeen minutes and forty-four seconds ago.
The gravitational field had been closed for a long time, and it was in a stable state. The discharge was no longer visible, and the outside particles were blocked from entering the room. As a result, the room was in absolute darkness.
He had seen a lot of bullshit descriptions like "absolute light is absolute darkness". He had always scoffed at such descriptions, thinking that these stupid authors didn't understand the difference between the beauty caused by the high-speed movement of particles and the terror caused by the absolute silence.
Yet, he felt like cursing at the moment.
He had been imprisoned for seven days. He had tried to escape during this process, but he couldn't think of any way to escape. The gravitational field alone was enough to dispel all his ideas, not to mention that the servants were all wearing the devices that could shield the consciousness waves.
All he could do now was wait for the arrival of the tide of the gravitational field. The problem was that nobody had been able to predict the arrival time of the tide of the gravitational field. It was an absolutely random phenomenon, which was enough to infuriate all the classical physicists.
He couldn't do anything except pray.
The question was, who was he praying to? Was it the dead ancient god, or the old man who was hiding somewhere?
It seemed that a great and objective will had heard his prayers. A few faint flares appeared in the dark room. Were they the signs of the tide of the gravitational field, or did someone come to bring him food?
He didn't need to eat, so nobody would come to bring him food. So, the moment had arrived.
Looking at the flares in Silence, Shen Yunmai summoned an object from his messy hair with his psyche.
It was a folded paper crane. It was no bigger than a grain of rice even if it was flattened.
Jing Jiu patted Shen Yunmai's head when he sent him back to the battleship. It was then that Jing Jiu hid the paper crane in Shen Yunmai's hair.
Shen Yunmai was a swordsman in the starry sky who had been mechanically modified, and he was also a peerless genius who had learned Taoist magic arts and swordsmanship. It was natural that he knew how to use the paper crane.
The moment the tide of the gravitational field appeared, a tiny crack in the space appeared in the dark world.
The tiny paper crane burned into smoke and entered the crack. It passed through the crack and went to the cold and boundless universe.
The crack in the space disappeared instantly, and the world returned to absolute darkness. Shen Yunmai was not as anxious and irritable as before. He was much calmer now because he had hope.
It was a pity that the existence of hope was sometimes to make the despair more painful, and sometimes it was just an illusion.
A wisp of ancient, faint, and indestructible Divine Awareness came from a distant place. It penetrated the gravitational field in an incomprehensible way and landed in Shen Yunmai's consciousness.
Shen Yunmai's face couldn't turn pale, but the microchip in his brain started to discharge abnormally, and his calculating ability was severely reduced. All of these indicated a strong spiritual impact. The spiritual impact did not come from the Divine Awareness, but from the anger and restlessness in his body.
It was obvious that the Divine Awareness could have destroyed the paper crane easily. But why didn't anything happen?
The paper crane had disappeared in the cold universe. No matter how many days passed, it would surely fly to Jing Jiu's side one day.
Why didn't the owner of the Divine Awareness stop him from sending the message?
"Jing Jiu is too lazy. He is as immovable as a mountain, and there is no weakness. I have to find a way to make him move."
"Do you think he cares about my life or death?"
"It might not be enough for him to come to the west, but you are his friend."
"We are not friends. People like Jing Jiu don't have friends."
"I didn't expect that either. Now I finally understand that when I set you up, I wanted you to be the second Jing Jiu. That's why you two were naturally close."
"What on earth do you want to do? Even if you don't know why you want to mess with your most talented and outstanding disciple, why do you want to mess with me? It's not like I'm going to help him. "
"You're going to help him, but it's not important. Only by erasing other possibilities can the probability be reduced. "
"I get it now. It turns out that I'm a substitute. Though I don't know what you want me to do with Jing Jiu, I don't need to exist now that he has appeared. If his path doesn't work, you still need me. "
"As I said, it's a mathematical problem of probability collapse. Besides, I'll restart you when I need you."
"But father, you're not a god."
Having said this in his consciousness, Shen Yunmai refused to communicate with the Divine Awareness again.
He closed his eyes and switched off the switch of consciousness, falling asleep.
The battleship continued to advance toward the depths of the universe. Due to the gravitational field and the special coating, it didn't reflect any light. It looked extremely dark, like a black coffin.
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