Could It Be an Alien?

"Yue Guan, Gui Mei."

Bibi Dong's voice echoed through the vast, empty hall.

Two figures, who had been guarding outside the hall, flashed in like ghosts and knelt on one knee.

"Your subordinates are here."

Bibi Dong looked down at them from her throne, her tone filled with unquestionable majesty.

"Go and call Pufferfish and Snake Spear as well. The four of you, depart immediately for Soto City in the Heaven Dou Empire."

"Calculating the time, there is half a year left until the one-year mark. Once you arrive in Soto City, hide your identities and lie in wait."

"When that girl named Cuihua returns, no matter what method you use, bring her to Spirit Hall for me."

Bibi Dong gripped her scepter tightly, her eyes becoming incredibly sharp. "Remember, I want her alive, and she must be kept completely unharmed!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo felt a chill in their hearts.

They naturally understood the implications of this.

The outcome for Dai Mubai was, in all likelihood, being crushed to death by an otherworldly powerhouse.

Among the first and second batches of Explorers, Cuihua was currently the only one who seemed to have the best hope of surviving and returning with abundant resources.

The Sky Screen's broadcast was open to the entire continent. The forces of the two great empires, the Upper Three Sects and the Lower Four Sects, as well as those rogue Title Douluo hiding in the shadows and hoping for a share of the spoils, were surely all engaged in a tug-of-war in Soto City, waiting for the rabbit to hit the tree.

At this moment, Soto City was likely already infiltrated by the eyes and ears of every major faction, riddled like a sieve.

For the Pope to dispatch four Title Douluo at once meant she was betting everything; she was prepared to seize the prize by force!

"As you command!"

The two Title Douluo responded in unison, then transformed into two afterimages and quickly departed the hall.

The hall returned to silence.

Bibi Dong looked at the light screen in mid-air. Beyond her ambition for the Spirit Master cultivation techniques, a rare trace of pity for Cuihua rose in her heart.

She was a pawn of fate.

If that girl hadn't been chosen by the Sky Screen, she might have spent her whole life honestly in that remote village, farming, working, and living out a plain, simple existence.

But fate had chosen her, bestowing upon her heaven-defying fortune while simultaneously dragging her into a massive vortex.

She had now become the center of the vortex for all the forces across the Douluo Continent.

Whether this was a blessing or a curse remained to be seen.

Would she survive by luck, become a core talent cultivated by a major power, and make a name for herself across the continent in the future?

Or would she be torn to shreds by the major factions the moment she crossed the threshold of dimensions, dying miserably in the vortex?

"Sigh."

A long sigh echoed through the hall.

"Fate is always so fickle, never allowing one to have their way."

After a brief moment of melancholy, Bibi Dong suppressed all her emotions.

She gripped her scepter, turned around, and walked with steady steps into the secret chamber behind Spirit Hall, disappearing from view.

Heaven Dou Empire.

Inside the main hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Ning Fengzhi stood before the window, watching the heroic posture of Cuihua manipulating flying knives to kill monsters on the Sky Screen. The longing in his eyes had reached its peak.

For the past half-year, he had encouraged the disciples of his sect to try and develop methods for utilizing spiritual power, but they had achieved nothing.

It was to be expected.

This was equivalent to carving out a new path entirely outside the existing soul power cultivation system; the difficulty was naturally immense.

If it were easy, the predecessors of the Douluo Continent would have pioneered it long ago.

"She possesses a systematic way to cultivate spiritual power and a method to manipulate objects from a distance."

"If I cannot create it myself, then I will seize it! As long as I can obtain the technique she holds, my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will surely fill in its final shortcoming and become peerless under heaven!"

Just imagine it on the battlefield of the future.

The disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would no longer need to hide behind others for protection.

They could apply all their attribute buffs to themselves, enhancing their strength, speed, and defense in every aspect.

Then, relying on their vast spiritual power far exceeding that of ordinary people, they could manipulate dozens of sharp flying knives, moving like the Grim Reaper, mercilessly weaving through enemy lines, cutting and reaping lives.

The support of buffs and the slaughter of a powerhouse would be perfectly integrated!

That would be the true posture of invincibility!

"Uncle Sword, Uncle Bone."

He looked at the two guardian deities behind him, his voice low and powerful. "Prepare yourselves; we are going to Soto City ourselves. Regardless of whether we face Spirit Hall or the Heaven Dou Imperial Family, we will spare no cost!"

"I must obtain this Spirit Master cultivation technique!"

On the Sky Screen.

Jiangnan Base City.

In a spacious and bright office, Jiang Nian leaned back against his large chair, his gaze deep as he looked at Cuihua, who sat opposite him.

"Tell me, about you, and about Dai Mubai."

The combat suit Cuihua wore still carried a faint scent of blood. Upon hearing Jiang Nian's question, she remained silent for a moment before speaking with difficulty.

"He and I are from the same hometown."

"When my talent was discovered, he approached me and proposed an alliance. Having no family or kin, I agreed. That is the secret between Dai Mubai and me."

"As for where we come from, that involves secrets I cannot speak of."

Jiang Nian narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Will you die?"

Cuihua nodded.

Whenever she attempted to mention "Douluo Continent" in this world, or tried to speak of the existence of the Sky Screen, she would subconsciously sense an invisible, terrifying force.

It felt as if an invisible blade were suspended over her soul; if she dared to utter even half a word, she would die instantly.

Even when she was completely alone.

Now, in front of Jiang Nian, Cuihua dared not mention a single word.

"Tap, tap, tap..."

Jiang Nian's fingers tapped rhythmically against the chair.

Jiang Nian subconsciously assumed that Cuihua belonged to some organization existing on Earth, one that had used certain methods to control her and Dai Mubai, even issuing death threats.

And this organization was infiltrating the Extreme Martial Arts Hall.

Ever since the RR virus outbreak, the Wilderness Zone had become an absolute forbidden area for humanity. Every human was registered, yet Cuihua and Dai Mubai had no records whatsoever, which could only mean their files had been deliberately erased.

This was the conclusion he had reached after investigating them initially.

It wasn't as if they were humans born in the Wilderness Zone, right?

Could they be aliens?

Jiang Nian was amused by his own sudden thought and gave Cuihua a long, deep look. "Fine, if you can't say it, then don't."

He had no intention of subjecting Cuihua to torture; in fact, he still planned to cultivate her.

On one hand, the resources already provided to her could not be wasted. On the other, Jiang Nian was confident that on this Earth, no one could overthrow the Extreme Martial Arts Hall!

Jiang Nian's eyes turned cold. "Since you dare not speak, then forget it. However, our Extreme Martial Arts Hall has no intention of worrying about the life or death of your so-called fellow villager."

Jiang Nian pressed the communicator in front of him and gave a cold order.

He felt no pity for an ingrate who dared to betray his companions, conspire with hostile forces, and even poison a key trainee of the martial arts hall.