Chapter 145

Upon hearing those words, Bai Jun's face turned pale with fright. He frantically looked around, making sure none of those predatory women were nearby, so that he wouldn't be suddenly confronted by one of them grabbing his collar and demanding, "You even have a child!?"

Then, he bent down, his expression quite grim, and picked up the shimmering, bluish-green flame, now smaller than a football, asking in an ominous tone:

"I must admit your courage is commendable, and your sense of honor far surpasses that of the other Suiyang. You could have taken advantage of the moment I wasn't looking and quickly escaped, but instead of running away, you dared to swagger towards me... Tell me, what kind of death do you want?"

"Dad, what are you saying? I'm your ---ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh!"

"What's our relationship? Don't you dare call me that."

Bai Jun, his face darkening, gripped the ball of cyan flame in his hand, interrupting its strange self-designation.

"But... we in Suiyang call our leader 'father' or something similar. I just felt that calling you 'Dad' would be more affectionate. If you mind, I can call you 'Father' or something like 'King'!"

Who is your leader? Please don't try to get too close to me.

Cirrus's human-like face seemed to have sparkling eyes, staring intently at Bai Jun with an indescribable excitement and sense of belonging. Compared to Suiyang, it now resembled a stray dog begging for food on the street. Facing this ball of blue-green flame, Bai Jun suddenly rolled his eyes, unsure of what expression to make next.

"You are the destined king in the prophecy of the Flint Emperor; there is no one else but you. I swear this on the glory of 'Ignamar'."

"Flint Emperor? Wait, you just said Flint Emperor, didn't you...?"

Bai Jun was initially suspicious, but after hearing Cirrus mention the Flint Emperor, he temporarily abandoned his plan to kick it away and decided to patiently listen to what kind of ivory it could produce.

Immediately afterwards, Cirrus launched into a torrent of rambling narratives about the history of Bai Jun, interspersed with her personal Suiyang. After about seven or eight minutes, Cirrus finally stopped her meaningless epic narration under Bai Jun's threat and instead began to explain in detail the words left behind by Flint Emperor Bai Jun.

"I am but a shell with power, an existence devoid of will cannot become Aeon. The king who will rule all has not yet appeared; I await and wait."

Bai Jun stroked his chin, silently repeating the words to himself, his expression gradually shifting from initial curiosity to pure disappointment. He voiced all his doubts and questions, then turned and left, as if he had lost all interest.

"How boring. What can you possibly glean from just that one sentence? And who can prove that you didn't make this up? Besides, if I really am the destined king you speak of, then why hasn't Tail, 'The Pride of Ignamar,' recognized me after all this time? Enough. I'm too lazy to argue with you anymore. You can just find a formation and go inside yourself; it's better than me personally grabbing you and throwing you in there."

"Ah, wait a minute, Your Majesty! You can't judge that fragment by common sense. It's nothing but a pathetic being unworthy of being a slave to dignity and honor. It spent so much time failing to recognize you. Does it even deserve to call itself 'the solitary and proud Pride of Ignamar '?"

"That sounds nice, but which Suiyang was it that attacked me just now? If you could recognize me at a glance, why would things have turned out this way?"

"No, no, Your Majesty! What just happened was all a misunderstanding. You can't abandon me! Without you, my existence is meaningless!!!"

Faced with Cirrus's pitiful pleas as she clung to his leg, Bai Jun coldly stated the reality and ruthlessly kicked her away. However, Cirrus persisted relentlessly, refusing to let go of Bai Jun's leg no matter what. This made Bai Jun sigh, finally losing his last bit of patience, and he stopped, turning to look at Cirrus:

"Then prove it to me, let me witness with my own eyes that what you say is true."

"Yes, yes, Your Majesty! I know what to do next!"

Previously hesitant and bewildered, Cirrus Yan's answer to this question was resolute, as if she had done it a thousand times before. The pale blue flame transformed into a streak of blue light, like a shooting star, and quickly entered Bai Jun's body.

Faced with this scene, Bai Jun stared wide-eyed in surprise.

Leaving aside the question of how the Cirrus merged into its body, the "Sun" should have strongly repelled all external energy intrusion, yet this time it showed no reaction whatsoever. No, that's not right...

The instant the Cirrus merged into his body, Bai Jun truly felt the subtle changes produced by the "Sun".

The "Sun," which was originally as vast and boundless as the ocean, could not continue to improve its strength by simply relying on Sun and could not cause the slightest ripple. Now, however, it has undergone a subtle change. Even if it is only a small, imperceptible part, its strength has been genuinely improved.

In other words, there seems to be a fairly close connection between the "Sun" and the Suiyang.

"This is truly an unexpected discovery..."

With an incredulous look in his eyes, Bai Jun stared down at his clenched fist, feeling the gradual increase in his strength.

The sky, which was originally obscured by clouds, has now become a vast sea of stars.

"How many days will it take us to get to Luofu, Wolfie?"

Kafka leaned against the outer railing of the starship with one hand, gazing up at the starry sky through the glass, and asked without turning her head.

This is the fixed-roaming starship bound for the Xianzhou Luofu. Located in the open-air area on the top floor of the ship, this spacious area, resembling half a plaza, features elegant mahogany flooring underfoot and is enclosed by a semi-circular dome made of special materials. The transparent glass allows for an unobstructed view of the surrounding scenery during the long galactic journey.

"It's about three more days until we reach the Xianzhou Luofu. What, is the news from Elio urgent? The speed of this starship can be increased quite a bit. If there's any need for that, I can urgently shorten the journey to about a day and a half."

Silver Wolf, also standing on the deck, blew a bubble from his chewing gum and looked up from the game console he was holding in both hands.

"No, I was just asking out of curiosity. There's no need to be in such a hurry. Countless shooting stars streak across the sky tonight... If you choose the right one, it will carry your wish to hundreds of worlds. Hehe, looking up and appreciating the scenery along the way, isn't that the value of life?"

"I don't care, it's not as fun as games... Done, this game isn't difficult either."

Kafka elegantly raised her wine glass with her left hand, taking a sip of the amber liquid inside. Silver Wolf, having just finished another epic game, stretched his supple limbs, casually asking Kafka as he pulled a new game from his card pouch:

"Oh right, I remember you said that Elio's mission was to be captured by Luofu? That sounds pretty interesting. Do I need to participate this time?"

"Elio doesn't seem to have imposed any restrictions on our participants. If Wolfie wants to come, Blade and I naturally have no objection. After all, I think this incident is exactly the kind of 'unknown' and 'exciting' thing you're looking for, right?"

"That's inevitable, isn't it? To willingly fall into Luofu's inescapable trap, become a prisoner of that Xianzhou, and then complete the mission and leave gracefully—I think that in itself is a tremendous challenge. After all, I'm not one for simple tasks."

Silver Wolf nodded confidently in agreement, completely certain of success on the mission. So, at the end, he added, mimicking a line from the game, "This time, the Stellaron is mine."

"No, Wolfie, you're wrong. Our target this time isn't the Stellaron."

"Oh? If it's not the Stellaron, then what is it?"

Silver Wolf looked at Kafka with a puzzled expression, his gentle purple eyes narrowing as a smile curved his lips.

However, what Kafka said next almost made Silver Wolf drop his jaw.

"Witness the rise of an Aeon."

PS:

I apologize that the chapter that was supposed to be updated on the 3rd has been delayed until now. Please allow me to apologize to everyone for my negligence.

The specific reasons were actually mentioned in the leave request. First, I had things to finish on the weekend, and second, my laptop broke down on the 2nd and was only finally fixed yesterday afternoon, so I had to take another day off. I will catch up on the updates I missed in the coming days.

Wishing you a happy work week.

Chapter 180 Feixiao: Something feels strange on my head?

Follow the stone steps, leave the area of Fyxestroll Garden, and enter the city walls of Exalting Sanctum.

After descending several flights of stairs and exiting through the gate at the bottom of the city wall, you arrive at the northwest back street on the edge of the central cave.

The starless night had faded away, and the azure night sky was adorned with a golden moon and countless stars. Under the vast night sky, Bai Jun walked alone on the deserted street.

The tumultuous night finally came to an end. Bai Jun released his overflowing worries and confusion into a sigh that dissipated into the air. As he felt the night wind blowing through the streets and avenues, he recalled what had happened.

"Hey, Cirrus, you should be able to hear me, right?"

"Yes, yes, I can hear your call, Your Majesty!"

As Bai Jun uttered these words, a burning heat surged from his back throughout his body. In the center of his mind, where Flint Emperor resided, Cirrus's voice rang out. It was not a case of a cuckoo usurping the throne like a reversal of the heavenly order; Cirrus's position could not possibly surpass Flint Emperor's dominance.

Therefore, there must be only one reason why the Cirrus appeared at the location of the Flint Emperor.

"Have you merged into the body of the Flint Emperor? It seems He doesn't reject you at all."

"No, rather than saying that I merged into the body of the Flint Emperor, it would be more accurate to say that all the Star Spirit and the Flint Emperor were originally one entity. Moreover... if I may presume, the fragment of the Flint Emperor within you is far too weak. From my observation, the fragment of the Flint Emperor within you is not even enough to support the existence of an independent consciousness; it is far too weak. If it were you, even the complete form of the Flint Emperor could be merged into your body."

"Wait, are you saying the Flint Emperor fragment within me is too weak?"

"That's right, Your Majesty. The power belonging to the Flint Emperor within you is far too weak. Rather than a fragment, it's more like an empty shell with only a breath of energy. I was quite startled when I first entered, seeing the empty shell of the Flint Emperor within you."

Compared to Bai Jun's astonished reaction, Cirrus continued to cheer and jump for joy, seemingly more satisfied with the current situation than ever before. As Cirrus explained to Bai Jun fell into deep thought about what Cirrus said.

No, it would be more accurate to say that he suddenly understood. No wonder he could never communicate with the Flint Emperor fragments within his body like Old Master Huai Yan could. It turns out that the fragments were too small to support the birth of Flint Emperor's consciousness fragments. In other words, Bai Jun had only been talking to an empty shell before.

Having resolved a lingering doubt, Bai Jun veered off the street at the intersection, maintaining his pace toward home, and continued to question the excited Cirrus in his mind, "I'm curious, what are your reasons for being so certain that I am the destined king?"

"The reason? Because you are the king, that's the reason."

Cirrus replied immediately with a matter-of-fact attitude, while Bai Jun shook his head in denial.

"No, I wasn't testing your loyalty or anything like that. You just need to tell me why your attitude towards me changed so drastically in such a short time. What caused this? Is there some kind of power I possess that attracted you?"

"Yes, it was the power you used when you punched me to pieces. Ah, it was as scorching as the Sun, and that golden radiance was like a divine revelation, allowing me to recognize at a glance that you are the savior of all the Suiyang, the destined leader, the king who rules over all, as mentioned by the Flint Emperor."

Bai Jun's words implied "the Favor of the Sun," and he wanted to verify whether there was some kind of relationship between Flint Emperor and "the Favor of the Sun." Cirrus's answer was affirmative, and he agreed with Bai Jun's words without thinking, adding a bunch of nonsense.

But that was enough for Bai Jun to confirm the connection between the two.

At first, he thought the two were unrelated. After all, "the Favor of the Sun" was something Bai Jun obtained from his unreliable system, while the Flint Emperor really existed in this world and was someone Bai Jun had personally witnessed and experienced. No one would dare to confuse the two.

Now, with the saturation of the Suiyang integrated into his body, his increased strength, and the gradually growing "Sun," everything happening before his eyes forced Bai Jun to change his perspective.

Bai Jun needs to re-examine the connection between the "Sun" and the Flint Emperor.

"My benefactor, you're finally back!"

Seeing the Foxkin- woman standing alone at his doorstep, Bai Jun couldn't help but stop in his tracks.

"Why are you here today? Be careful not to catch a cold standing outside so late at night. I think I gave you a key."

Ignoring the pitiful Cirrus emanating from the depths of his consciousness—"Don't abandon me, Your Majesty!" and "Without you to speak to me, I can only stay alone in the darkness" —Bai Jun abruptly severed the connection with him, a faint smile covering his face, and strode towards Tingyun, who had been standing at the door for an unknown amount of time.

Ever since Bai Jun and Tingyun broke off their relationship, Tingyun would always use the excuse of taking care of him to come and live with him, but her real purpose was actually her actions at night...

"I finished my work at the Tianbo Division early today, hoping to surprise my benefactor. I didn't expect you to have to go out. But don't worry, I've been waiting in the living room. I just happened to run into you when I came out. Hmph, is this fate's will?"

Tingyun first greeted him like a newlywed couple, taking his hand and leading him into the house. Then, she tiptoed and gently and virtuously tidied Bai Jun's messy hair and took off his coat. Although Bai Jun was still a little awkward, he did not refuse her kindness.

"Oh my, you smell like women... and more than one! My benefactor, where have you been having fun today?"

After taking Bai Jun's coat, Tingyun didn't hang it on the wall in the corridor. Instead, she buried her face in the coat, savoring Bai Jun's presence. When she raised her pretty face again, it was icy cold, especially her eyes, which seemed to have dropped below freezing, carrying a terrifying aura that could make Bai Jun feel a chill down his spine with just a glare.

"Ah, well, there's a reason for that..."

"Look at you, I'm not going to take advantage of your benefactor. Instead of trying to make excuses and get away with this, you should think about how to make it up to me. Enough said, the person sitting in the living room must be getting anxious."

Tingyun stared at Bai Jun's pale face and profuse sweat, and couldn't help but chuckle. She gently patted Bai Jun's shoulder with a hint of reproach, and then, amidst Bai Jun's confused expression, led him through the corridor and into the brightly lit living room with the television on.

At this moment, Bai Jun realized that besides Tingyun, there was another beautiful guest in his living room tonight. She sat on the soft sofa with her hands on her long, slender legs, quite reservedly. Her attention was not on the TV playing a video in front of her, but rather as if she had her long fox ears perked up and was closely watching Bai Jun's movements.

"Yukong? You... uh, good evening."

"Good evening, Bai Jun. I'm sorry to bother you, but it's because Tingyun insisted on dragging me here. It wasn't my own choice, and it certainly wasn't because of what happened last time... Ugh, what am I saying! Please forget what I just said."

As Bai Jun hesitated, unsure how to greet him, Yukong reacted unusually strongly. His long fox ears and shoulders trembled slightly, his cheeks flushed, and his gaze darted left and right, making him appear quite suspicious.

Her expression clearly showed she had tasted the sweetness and was in a state of eager, impatient craving.

Seeing Lady Yukong's shy and hesitant demeanor, Tingyun, inwardly admiring his pure and innocent nature, remained like a kind and understanding little fox. She then walked gently to Bai Jun's side with a tender smile and whispered in his ear:

"My benefactor, don't forget what you promised me last time, okay?"

"What you promised last time? Ah, I'm surprised you still remember that kind of thing..."

Compared to Tingyun's sparkling emerald eyes and expectant face, Bai Jun's attitude was somewhat strange for some reason.

Until Tingyun reluctantly shook Bai Jun's arm and pleaded, "I think this matter can still be discussed," "How about delaying it for a few more days?" "I know, I know, please don't stare at me like that," Bai Jun couldn't resist her persistence and finally had to compromise.

A moment later, Bai Jun stood up as if he had made up his mind, and walked towards Yukong as if he had made up his mind.

Hearing the approaching, hurried footsteps, Yukong, his face flushed, lowered his head to avoid revealing his wavering.

Just as she was wondering what to do—suddenly, there was a "thud".

With a force that would cause pain, Bai Jun used his fingers to lift Yukong's chin, forcing her to look him in the eye.

Caught off Yukong felt his heart jolt violently, and his purple eyes seemed to churn with chaotic vortexes.

"You, you naughty little fox, how dare you ignore me! Hmph, it seems I need to make you clearly understand the difference in our status..."

Bai Jun, struggling to keep his face from twitching, repeated the lines Tingyun had told him to Yukong with difficulty. A soft moan was heard, and the usually imposing and authoritative Lady Yukong's eyes became increasingly glazed, his breathing gradually quickened, and he couldn't help but let out a cute little girl's cry.

"I'm so sorry, Bai Jun! No, Lord Bai Jun, I couldn't hold back anymore!"

Unable to suppress his desire any longer, Yukong pounced on Bai Jun, who gasped in surprise. Looking at this truly satisfying scene, Tingyun proudly raised his chin and said with an air of certainty, "Just as I expected, Lady Yukong prefers a firmer approach to gentle treatment."

The agreement between Bai Jun and Tingyun was actually quite simple: Bai Jun needed to treat Yukong with the most forceful and cold attitude possible, following Tingyun's instructions.

This was Tingyun's little prank, but also an unexpected surprise tailored to satisfy her true desires, as she saw through her master Lady Yukong's clumsy disguise. After all, having worn that cold and strong mask for so long, even Yukong himself probably forgot how soft and how much he longed for love.

"Oh dear, I'm the one who truly deserves credit tonight! You two mustn't forget me."

Watching the battle intensify, Tingyun licked her luscious cherry lips and joined the fray.

"Achoo..."

A tiny sneeze broke the deathly silence in the office.

In the pitch-black mansion shrouded in the vast darkness of night, as everyone slept, the lights were dim and the general's residence was silent, except for one spacious room that remained as bright as day.

The room, which could only be described as lavish, was magnificent. Upon opening the door, the first thing that caught the eye was the imposing wooden desk in front and the huge floor-to-ceiling window behind it. The pure white marble floor reflected the light, and red curtains tied with gold ropes were draped on both sides of the floor-to-ceiling window.

However, rather than describing it as gorgeous, "messy" is a more accurate description.

The floor was piled with documents, and next to the table were what looked like expensive quill pens and white crystals with a faint rainbow color. Coats and weapons hung on the wall, along with mountains of heavy books and short swords. The imposing walls immediately evoked images of a fierce battlefield.

"Is it just my imagination..."