Blue Dream

Boom!

The detonation of the accumulated gunpowder was so fierce, the powerful shockwave transmitted from the detonation point to the imperial palace, and the very ground seemed to tremble.

"It seems Virus and Electric Eel did a good job." Facing this tremor, Firebird acted as if he had expected it, nodding in praise. He then turned his head, "Your Majesty, we have no intention of engaging in a full-scale war with you. We kindly request you hand over the Prism Pillar to us. Otherwise, events that are difficult to describe may occur."

"Firebird, why are you so slow?" Before Zhu Zhengxing could reply, a deep male voice echoed from the great hall. Bai Cinan strode through the entrance. "Even in a situation like this, our dear Majesty hasn't figured out the circumstances?"

"You, you all..." To be ridden onto their faces by mere two people was an unprecedented humiliation. The extinguished anger roared back to life. Zhu Zhengxing's mind went blank, and he reached out, intending to curse them as traitors or something similar.

But--

"What do you want to say?" Bai Cinan flashed, appearing before Zhu Zhengxing before anyone could react. His strong and sturdy figure completely overshadowed the emperor. His cold, emotionless eyes met Zhu Zhengxing's as the latter looked up.

It was as if being doused with ice on a sweltering summer day, then being violently thrown onto the frozen wasteland of the North Pole. In an instant, all anger vanished without a trace. The pungent smell of blood and gunpowder flooded his nostrils. Zhu Zhengxing instinctively took three steps back, chuckling nervously, "N-nothing-- Hurry up and get what Commander Cinan needs!! Hurry up!"

"Hmph, wouldn't it have been easier if you'd done this earlier?" Bai Cinan snorted dismissively, looking at the emperor who was clearly terrified. He was one of the most powerful individuals on the entire continent. "Firebird, did you finish recording?"

"It's recorded, Commander Cinan!" Firebird's eyes were filled with fanaticism. "Commander Cinan has insulted the Crimson Cloud Empire! Commander Cinan is invincible!"

"Don't think about pulling any tricks behind our backs," Bai Cinan nodded, having received confirmation. "Your Majesty, you wouldn't want these images copied billions of times and distributed to the world for free, would you?"

"I, I understand." No matter how much he cursed the useless Imperial Guards or the incompetent officials in his heart, the situation was beyond his control. Zhu Zhengxing, who never knew he could be so weak, could only nod powerlessly. "Everything will be according to Commander Cinan's arrangements."

"Then, first, give me the Prism Pillar. Also, since we're here, we can't just take the Prism Pillar back," Bai Cinan said with a smile. "Firebird, do you want anything?"

"No! It is Firebird's honor to serve Commander Cinan. Firebird desires nothing else!!!!" Firebird, who was recording, snapped to attention, replying with a face full of fervor.

"Then I'll get you some gold. Virus and Electric Eel probably don't want anything either, so get them some gold too. After this operation, I'll give you all a vacation. Don't die."

Although it wasn't apparent from his appearance, Bai Cinan was actually quite generous—to his subordinates and those who couldn't threaten him.

Therefore, after this massive operation, Bai Cinan's first thought was to bring back some benefits. After arranging for his subordinates, he would prepare some good things for his master and junior disciple.

"Master loves martial arts the most. Give me a copy of all the Secret Martial Arts and elixirs in the palace. My junior disciple is said to have recently developed a liking for antiques from the Lost Empire—bring me about ten pieces of whatever antiques you have here."

"I want all these things prepared and loaded onto the ship before sunset," Bai Cinan decided unilaterally, disregarding others' opinions. "Otherwise, you won't want to know the consequences."

As his words fell, he left the great hall without bothering to see how the weaklings would arrange things.

Returning laden with spoils!

The ship sped across the sea. The horizon met the sky, and the bright moon hung high. The members of the Dream Creation Beast Group, led by Bai Cinan, were celebrating an unprecedented success.

They weren't afraid of being pursued by the Crimson Cloud Empire's warships.

Firstly, the Dream Creation, modified with black technology from the Lost Empire, possessed the highest sailing speed in the world. Secondly, all warships in the vicinity had already been sunk to the seabed by them.

Moreover, even if the Crimson Cloud Empire somehow produced a fleet of warships and managed to surround them, they should know that simply sinking the Dream Creation would be meaningless.

There was only one reason: the Dream Creation's strength didn't lie in its speed or firepower, but in the people aboard.

Those Demonic Martial Arts powerhouses who had undergone multiple Gene Modifications.

And the invincible Bai Cinan, who commanded all those Demonic Martial Arts powerhouses!

"All the success this time is thanks to our invincible commander, Commander Bai Cinan!" Firebird raised his cup high in praise. "The Commander single-handedly broke through the entire Imperial Guard, slaughtering all the Fighters who were lost in the glory of Secret Martial Arts and unwilling to forge ahead. Long live the Commander! The Commander is invincible!"

"You all did well too," Bai Cinan encouraged. "I've watched Firebird's footage; the filming quality is excellent and can definitely be used as movie material at the next film festival."

"Virus's poison techniques have also improved, and the others coordinated well, blocking all other reinforcements."

"Electric Eel also played his part by detonating all the gunpowder reserves in the city. Otherwise, they might have had the illusion that they could still fight. You all contributed greatly to this victory!"

"It is all the Commander's glory. We are merely stars obscured by the Commander's brilliance." Electric Eel was a sturdy middle-aged man who rarely smiled, but on such a joyous occasion, he wouldn't dampen the mood and offered flattery.

"After this, we will have gathered nearly half of the Prism Pillars. We are one step closer to the realization of the prophecy, one step closer to the Blue Dream!" Firebird drained his cup, celebrating. "I never thought that I, Firebird, would have the chance to witness the day the Blue Dream is realized in my lifetime!"

"Yes, the time for the prophecy's fulfillment is drawing near. Once I complete my next modification, the next step will be the Bright Moon," Bai Cinan said, stroking his chest as if he could sense something buried beneath it. "On this joyous day, with no hierarchy, everyone—celebrate to your heart's content!"

With Bai Cinan's command, the entire Dream Creation erupted into a frenzy...

Bai Cinan laughed, drinking cup after cup of wine as if it were water, his expression filled with genuine joy, as if he were truly happy about the imminent realization of the Blue Dream.

The Blue Dream?

Heh, the Blue Dream!

If there were a true king in this world, an Earth Emperor who ruled all and guided humanity forward!

That Earth Emperor would undoubtedly be me, Bai Cinan!

And certainly not some nonsensical Blue Dream!