After Li Xingkong dispelled the spell, the old man lay on the sofa, still a little out of breath.
This really startled him; who knew he would actually fly!
"Your skills are divine!"
After catching his breath, the old man was still a little frightened, but his eyes were filled with more surprise and joy.
"You could say that, anyway, going to heaven is a piece of cake."
Li Xingkong's performance immediately captivated the elderly couple.
"I flew back by myself this time. It only took a few hours from Wanli Shitang, which is why I didn't tell you in advance."
Now that the old couple had witnessed his supernatural powers, there was no need to hide how he had returned.
"That's over 3,000 kilometers! You only took a few hours?"
Dad opened the map and calculated the distance; it wasn't short at all. Even flying at supersonic speeds, it would take at least three hours.
In other words, Li Xingkong's flight speed definitely exceeded the speed of sound, and this is calculated based on a straight-line distance. In reality, it is difficult for a person to maintain a straight-line movement when traveling; there will always be deviations from the intended path.
Being able to fly and being able to go supersonic are two completely different concepts. The former, while amazing, is nothing special in modern times, but the latter is truly extraordinary.
When it comes to things that operate at high speeds, the level of technology required is considerable.
"Yes, that's exactly what you think, so you can rest assured now. With my current capabilities, it will only take me a week to fly back from the moon."
Li Xingkong reassured the two of them.
"Could we try it again? Let me and your mom try it too?"
After lying down for a while, perhaps feeling ready, Dad decided to give it a try.
Li Xingkong, and this time the gravitational pull covered the entire living room. Not only did his parents feel light, but even the electric fan that was running on the side flew up. If it hadn't been plugged in, it would have flown all the way to the ceiling.
This time, Dad clumsily stood up, pushed off with his feet, and flew onto the roof. He grabbed the roof with his hands and climbed up like a gecko, having a great time.
"Perfect timing, sweep the roof for me."
Mom was much more practical than him. She tried flying for a bit, then found herself feeling dizzy while swaying in the air, so she stopped moving around too much. On the contrary, seeing that Dad was having fun, she found a broom and tossed it to him, telling him to take this opportunity to clean the places in the house that were normally hard to sweep.
Since the entire living room was in a state of weightlessness, and furniture could be easily lifted into the air, cleaning was indeed much easier. It just goes to show that my mom has a unique perspective; she immediately found a practical use for this magic.
Anyway, this effect is a byproduct of the Moonlight Qi Refining Technique, so even if it is activated for a long time, there is not much consumption.
Li Xingkong only stopped casting the spell after the elderly couple had had their fill of fun.
"Wow, you've really worshipped a deity!"
Even though he has lost the ability to fly, Dad still reminisces about the feeling of flying in the air.
"Is this genetically modified, or some kind of psionic warrior? Wow, the country has this kind of capability. No wonder they say they use one generation, hide another, and showcase the last."
My dad plays quite a few games, and after guessing for Heavenly Capital on the technology side, but he never thought of cultivation games.
"I'm cultivating immortality, I've been doing it for a long time, since I was in school, it's been over 20 years now. And, this is unique to your son, there's no one else like him in the whole country."
While he could do the methods his father mentioned, they were nothing compared to cultivating immortality.
"Cultivating immortality? How can you possibly achieve immortality?"
I originally thought they were mass-produced, high-tech warriors, but it turns out they're cultivators. And speaking of cultivation, that's something else entirely.
When you talk about other things, the first thing that comes to mind is combat power, but when you talk about cultivating immortality, it's a completely different story.
"It wouldn't be considered immortality, but it could probably live for several thousand years."
Li Xingkong has now reached the first tribulation of his cultivation lifespan and will soon be touching the Soul Tribulation. Now, his physical body no longer limits his lifespan; what limits his lifespan is his brain's memory.
"Wow, that's incredible!"
The father sighed, noting that this lifespan was longer than the entire Divine Land Civilization. The life journey of an ordinary person was no longer applicable to Li Xingkong.
"You can't get married so early, you should stay single. It's just a pity I won't be able to see my grandson."
Even Mom has changed her tune. With such a long lifespan, there's really no need to rush into marriage. Marriage is supposed to be about having someone to share the risks, and given Li Xingkong's current abilities, marriage won't bring him any benefits.
"Everyone has a chance, everyone has a chance."
Li Xingkong didn't say anything else. Anyway, once the Spiritual Qi emerged, they would eventually embark on the path of cultivation. There would be plenty of opportunities, and it wouldn't be too late.
"Tell me, how strong are you right now? Can you withstand this?"
My dad held up a pistol-shaped sign.
"It's like taking a shower, no pressure at all."
Li Xingkong replied.
"What about this one?"
My dad found a picture of a tank.
"It's just a toy car, it poses no threat whatsoever."
"What about this one?"
Dad scrolled through the pictures and found one of a missile.
"This is unavoidable, but we can withstand it."
Li Xingkong hadn't actually come into contact with missiles, but he had encountered space debris traveling at similar speeds. Those things were indeed fast; he couldn't dodge them now, but as long as the warheads they carried weren't nuclear, he could withstand them.
You might get hurt, but you'll never die.
Dad's eyes grew brighter and brighter; this ability was practically invincible.
He didn't ask any more questions about nuclear weapons. With missiles already in the picture, nuclear weapons and missiles are launched in similar ways, the only difference being their destructive power.
"I said, if you have time, why don't you go to Cherry Blossom Country and give them a good thrashing?"
That's why they say Dad's Divine Land People; after asking about his abilities for so long, it turns out this was what he was waiting for.
"Plow the courtyard and sweep away the holes, plow the courtyard and sweep away the holes."
My father's slogans are indeed crazy, but they're good; they have the foundation of Divine Land People.
Some people say that the Divine Land People are the most harmless people in the world, and Li Xingkong originally agreed with this, until he read a lot of history books.
How could a nation or people that could unify an entire continent and push its territory to the limits of human habitation be harmless?
"What are you plowing for? Are you possessed?"
My mom didn't hold back either; she slapped him right away.
"It's one thing for those bad guys to be plowed away, but even in Cherry Blossom Country, there are ordinary people, farmers, and wage slaves. What's the difference between most ordinary people and us? What's wrong with you, acting so indiscriminately?"
"Son, don't listen to him. He's just spouting nonsense. If you go, you'll just kill those bad bastards. If you just mindlessly kill without thinking, you'll be no different from those Japanese devils."
Even his devout Buddhist mother told him to stop, only advising him to check if the person was a good person before taking action, which shows how low the reputation of Cherry Blossom Country was in Divine Land.
"Yeah, I think I can't be too selfish. Every Divine Land People should have a share in this kind of revenge. If I take care of everything myself, then nobody will have anyone to vent their anger on."
Li Xingkong spoke calmly, but the meaning behind his words was far more cruel than a simple plowing and sweeping away of the enemy's stronghold.