This Is My Planet - Chapter 107 - Chapter 107 – Wrapping Up
“The Fox King didn’t die back then?” Xia Guixuan pondered for a moment and then understood. “Indeed, given your abilities, a Wu Xiang could be considered nearly unkillable. No matter what, there would be remnants of their soul escaping, awaiting revival. I fell into a misconception…”
The misconception being that, from his perspective, even a Tai Qing wasn’t absolutely immortal, let alone Wu Xiang.
For a moment, he hadn’t considered that, given the current strength of various factions on the Azure Dragon Star, it would indeed be impossible to completely kill someone in Wu Xiang. To be able to turn it into a remnant soul was already quite remarkable.
“Our king didn’t really die… At the moment of death, she hid her true spirit deep in my soul sea, while a drop of her spiritual blood was sent to an unknown random place to be reborn, retaining some naive intelligence, awaiting future awakening.”
“Fearing this newborn might die young, she used great fortune techniques to ensure its healthy growth. I told our clan that there might be a descendant of the king in the Great Xia, urging them to keep an eye out. In truth, it should be the reincarnated body of our king…”
Xia Guixuan laughed like a husky. “Got it, you all keep searching.”
Shang Zhaoye felt that this wasn’t about searching; Wasn’t it you who was probing into my soul sea?
Forget it.
She didn’t think it was necessary to bother the Divine Creator with this matter. He didn’t even have the mood to rule over the tribes, let alone bother with the soul of a former king.
Xia Guixuan, however, asked at this moment, “With your cunning thoughts, why didn’t you think of finding a way to erase the remnant soul of the Fox King and then try to kill her reincarnated body? Is it because you fear Langya and others would notice, stirring up public anger instead?”
Shang Zhaoye shook her head somewhat desolately. “That’s why I say Divine Creator is biased against me, but I won’t argue.”
She sighed and returned to the original topic, “Will you tolerate me doing the things I just mentioned?”
Xia Guixuan smiled, “Go ahead.”
Shang Zhaoye bowed, finally saying no more, and vanished into light.
As soon as she left, Xia Guixuan’s dog-like laughter disappeared, and his expression turned less pleasant.
Almost every sentence Shang Zhaoye said pointed to a certain fox.
The age matches up, pure fox lineage matches up… that’s all well and good.
Fortune protection… if this technique was recently applied, it could be detected, but after twenty-four years, the intense fortune had dissipated, leaving only a faint residue with time, so no one would think of it as a technique. People with fortune are everywhere.
And then… the true spirit is not there? Just a naive spiritual consciousness awaiting future awakening? That meant learning human thoughts, having top-notch fox talents, but no sense of clan loyalty? No pursuit of power?
And then she still thinks that she is a very charming and coquettish fox? A big sister who can take care of her little brother the best? The smartest and most thoughtful domineering female CEO…
That was the subconscious, with faint remnants of the Fox King…
It all matches up.
Of course, Shang Zhaoye knows nothing about Yin Xiaoru. Just based on the few sentences he traced back from Langya’s body, she might not think about so much. But Xia Guixuan knows Yin Xiaoru too well. This is really not a suspenseful matter. It’s definitely her.
To say it’s reincarnation is not accurate. In fact, this should be considered some kind of incarnation or avatar, or simply put, her daughter also works.
Xia Guixuan didn’t know how to evaluate this matter. Whether Yin Xiaoru was a reincarnation, an orphan, or just an ordinary little fox, it didn’t matter much.
Even if it was reincarnation, if Xia Guixuan took action, he could completely make Yin Xiaoru the main entity, absorbing the remnant soul as nourishment, let her instantly level up without any future trouble. Alternatively, he could respect the original Fox King, merging their thoughts, which was also possible.
The key was what Yin Xiaoru herself wanted, what kind of life she envisioned.
If she absorbs or merges the consciousness of her original self, then karma will inevitably follow. This is not something external forces can shake, and she will have to bear what she should bear, as is the natural order of things.
If she didn’t want that…
Xia Guixuan shook his head slightly, without drawing any conclusions, planning to discuss it further later.
Behind him, the dark demon’s conscious fragments scattered completely, implying a lingering threat as its main body wasn’t destroyed. Originally a major issue, but Xia Guixuan didn’t care at all.
This time’s suppression of its consciousness severely weakened the dark demon’s power. It wouldn’t have the means to stir trouble anytime soon, and Xia Guixuan never believed his own revival efficiency would be outpaced by this thing…
In fact, there have been signs of his recovery for a long time… there was no need to deliberately do anything. Ironically, living quietly with the little fox and playing games was the right path to revival.
As for the supreme path… that’s a later matter.
With a flicker, Xia Guixuan had already arrived at the battlefield in the Donglin Star Domain.
…
The Donglin Star Domain is a medium-sized group of planets beyond the east of the Azure Dragon planetary system, with various celestial bodies like a forest.
It was named Donglin, but it has nothing to do with the Donglin of the Ming Dynasty. This region has been developed by humans into a strategic interstellar defense zone with considerable depth. There are various defense facilities and garrisons on different planets, with different configurations according to different key points.
In essence, it is a specialized war frontier area.
Interestingly, a substantial portion of the planets here are garrisoned not by humans but by the divine descendants.
While the two warring factions within the Azure Dragon Star are at odds, they get along quite well in the Donglin defense zone, having cooperated for many years. Of course, there is competition and rivalry, which in turn fosters mutual motivation.
It’s a very peculiar form of two opposing forces.
The more peaceful life is on the interior planets, the tenser their relationships become. However, this tension never disrupts their external engagements; they don’t recall external troops for internal conflicts.
Xia Guixuan has hardly seen anything like this in all his years…
He appeared on a small asteroid, where Yan Wuyue had just split a strange scorpion-like creature into two pieces with a single slash. At the same time, flames ignited on the severed end, quickly burning the creature’s shell into blackness.
What’s most interesting is that it wasn’t Hun Yuan, who claimed to “protect your women,” by her side, but… Ling Moxue.
“Swoosh!”
A beam of sword light shot out, accurately skewering another scorpion-like creature into a string of scorpion pieces, with the entire internal flesh and blood stirred into emptiness by the sword energy.
The sword energy was as cold as frost, and on the scorpion shell wound, one could see blue ice crystals condensing. This was Ling Moxue’s unique sword energy formed by combining her previous ice technique with swordsmanship.
Watching the scene of fire and ice, sword and blade, Xia Guixuan felt like laughing; it was quite a coincidence.
Yan Wuyue and Ling Moxue noticed his arrival simultaneously, sheathing their weapons and stepping forward. Seeing the other doing the same, they both stopped and glanced at each other, then simultaneously turned their heads to look up at the sky.
This synchronized silent comedy could have been a short special effects film.
Xia Guixuan’s arrival seemed to be a signal that the battle was over.
The Zerterians that landed on various planets were slaughtered clean, and in space, Zelt warships were heavily damaged with many casualties. Some even made desperate attempts to break through.
Many soldiers could be seen searching around, each wearing round space helmets and thick space combat suits, looking somewhat bulky and ridiculous but still agile.
Even Yan Wuyue and Ling Moxue were dressed like this. With only a Level 5 warrior and pseudo-Qian Yuan cultivation, the two of them couldn’t just act casually in such hostile planets. Both of them had plump bodies and round heads, which was quite funny.
Seeing Xia Guixuan standing there in his unchanged ancient attire as if nothing had happened, both women showed a hint of envy.
But there was a problem: without space suits, he couldn’t use communication equipment. They couldn’t even speak to him, so there was no need to compete for the chance. They had to listen to him instead.
Xia Guixuan spoke directly into their souls: “Is the battle over? Take me to see Gongsun Jiu. Otherwise, if I suddenly appear next to him, won’t the flagship be scared to death?”
“…Just like that?”
Yan Wuyue sulkily activated her communicator: “Regroup.”
In games or movies, seeing a battleship might not feel impressive, but standing before one in person, you can truly grasp its enormity and the vast number of people it can carry. No wonder a single immigration fleet could contain millions; a flagship alone was like a city, not to mention the dedicated transport ships for immigrants.
“Special Operations Division, Yan Wuyue, reporting the battle situation to the Deputy Marshal.”
The guard extended his hand, and Yan Wuyue took out an ID card to show.
The guard looked at Ling Moxue, who reluctantly produced her own ID: “A temporary pass specially issued by Gongsun Jiu. Didn’t you guys check this before? Why check again?”
The guard kept a straight face: “General Yan’s face is as good as a pass, but we still need to check IDs. This is the military, and it’s wartime, not your concert where you can take off your makeup backstage after you’re done performing, although I am your fan.”
Ling Moxue: “…”
The guard looked at Xia Guixuan, who had already pulled out his captain’s ID: “Special Operations Division Advisor, Xia Guixuan.”
The guard looked at him, then at Ling Moxue, a hint of frustration in his eyes as if saying, “You brat, you seduced my goddess,” but he still dutifully saluted and turned to open the door.
Once inside and the door closed, Yan Wuyue and Ling Moxue simultaneously removed their helmets: “That was suffocating.”
It was like a fire lotus and an ice lotus blooming simultaneously before his eyes.
Xia Guixuan smiled and asked, “Moxue, what brings you to the battle?”
Ling Moxue hesitated to speak.
Of course, it was because she sensed that he valued this matter highly and wanted to earn the master’s favor.
How could she say that in front of Yan Wuyue?
It had to be changed to: “I am also a citizen of Great Xia. Do I need a reason to fight for my home?”
Xia Guixuan smiled: “Well said. When we return, A’Xue, you might act better. Your performance might improve.”
Yan Wuyue, leading the way with a stern face, couldn’t help but comment: “You two are thinking about filming at a time like this? This kind of battle may seem to end quickly, but the cleanup is very complex. It could take at least half a month to a month before we can go back. There’s no place to even take a bath, and you’re thinking about filming.”
Before she could finish speaking, Gongsun Jiu’s voice came from the front cabin: “They are not regular soldiers. The fact that they are contributing to the country is commendable. If there’s anything, just go back. Send a mobile transport ship to take them back.”
Yan Wuyue felt utterly embarrassed, her face turning red as she didn’t know what to say. Is this how understanding you are in managing the military? How come I didn’t know this after all the time I’ve known you?
She couldn’t shake the feeling that the Deputy Marshal had been acting strangely these past couple of months…