This Is My Planet - Chapter 128 - Chapter 128 – Fox King
The two of them seemed to have instantly derailed from their serious topic.
Xia Guixuan felt like he was experiencing the same thing as when he talked to the little fox, but this one went a step further, jumping straight to discussing size… What’s more shameful was that he was the one who derailed the conversation first…
There was no turning back…
Ling Moxue continued: “Besides being bigger, there’s also more, and moreover…”
She turned her head, gazing into the distance: “I’ve broken through, Master. I have truly reached the Qian Yuan realm.”
Xia Guixuan: “…You talk too much.”
“Oh.” Ling Moxue obediently shut her mouth.
If it was meant as punishment, this kind of thing was indeed off-the-charts embarrassing, but in the end, she broke through, so was it a reward or a punishment?
Originally, she thought that the Master’s order to swallow was just a man’s perverse desire to humiliate and train her, but it was only after reluctantly swallowing it that she realized the immense benefits of that pure and majestic energy…
The realm of Qian Yuan. Even though Yan Wuyue was known as a super genius, she had always been just a “pseudo” Qian Yuan. Previously, Ling Moxue absorbed the sacred blood to forge her body and followed the martial path, but ultimately could only achieve a “pseudo” realm. But today, after consuming something, she truly broke through.
She surpassed Yan Wuyue. At this age of twenty-something, within two months of practice, she made a leap of three levels, from barely being in Teng Yun realm to reaching the realm of Qian Yuan.
This might drive the ascetic practitioners of the divine descendants crazy…
It’s too OP.
Not only because her Master was a Tai Qing, but also because he was the “Heavenly Dao” of this world. The direct infusion from the Heavenly Dao was naturally the highest level of creation for life forms within the framework of the Heavenly Dao, bar none.
This was just the effect of consumption. What would be the effect of using it for dual cultivation? Ling Moxue’s mind wandered off, her face continuing to flush, unable to recover.
She knew in her heart that relying on this kind of advancement wasn’t good for her Sword Heart… but since it was her master and her as a little female slave, was there a problem?
It seemed there wasn’t… Wasn’t it natural?
Anyway, the feeling of embarrassment had long disappeared, and she was already thinking about when her master would punish her next…
No turning back…
The most pitiful thing was that this wasn’t even a romantic relationship; it was a master-servant relationship, which meant that unless he gave orders, she didn’t dare to act clingy, only able to maintain a straight face while following behind him.
Sigh.
Ling Moxue’s mind wandered off, while Xia Guixuan was still trying to steer the conversation back to the main topic. “Ahem, what I said about time…”
Ling Moxue responded with another “Oh.”
Xia Guixuan continued, “The fluctuation of time on this planet is the result of the formation I set up. The formation consists of four objects: the Shadow Condensing Bead, the Jiuhua Mirror, the Needle of Time, and the Prism of Space. I know where the objects of light and darkness are, but the two dimensions of time and space are not on this planet…”
This time, Ling Moxue’s thoughts were truly drawn back. “Master, do you mean that this place is where the Needle of Time should be, but it’s missing?”
“This place is where the Prism of Space should be, they were arranged in a crossover manner.” Xia Guixuan said, “I came to find you mainly because your Heavenly Dao Sect might have relevant secret realms and information, and I wanted to ask. But coincidentally, when I teleported here, it happened to be the Heart of Time…”
Teleported here to bully the little slave girl.
Ling Moxue muttered in her heart and said, “These ancient ruins aren’t all within the borders of Great Xia. It’s already not easy for us to control this place of time. For other places, Master should look to the Divine Descendants. In fact, they control three more continents, with areas much larger than ours. This place of time is not newly acquired either, Shang Zhaoye should have inherited it from the previous Fox King, as the Heavenly Dao Sect has no record of pioneering this place. It seems to have always been there.”
Xia Guixuan nodded: “That’s exactly what I wanted to ask. Did Shang Zhaoye take the item, or was it already gone before?”
Ling Moxue felt a little pleased. It was obvious that he didn’t trust Shang Zhaoye and didn’t ask her, but believed in her, Ling Moxue.
But this wasn’t the time to be proud. She still thought carefully and suggested, “Master, this can’t be speculated. Although the place was developed by the Fox King, whether the Fox King took something or left it to be taken by Shang Zhaoye, there would be no record of it. Master has the ability to go back in time, so it’s probably safer to check for yourself.”
Xia Guixuan nodded and sighed: “This place is already a realm of chaotic and intertwined time, more difficult to untangle than normal places. Moreover, tracing back a hundred years is much more challenging than just a few years…”
Ling Moxue thought the master was going to say it couldn’t be done, but then heard Xia Guixuan continue: “I was hoping to save some effort, but never mind.”
Ling Moxue: “…”
She then saw Xia Guixuan crouch down and press his hand on the brightest, most crystalline spot in the center.
Suddenly, Ling Moxue felt the aura around her flowing backward, spinning.
Like rewinding, like straightening, like untangling the tangled lines one by one with an invisible force, like separating and sorting out the intertwined rivers with divine power, the power of the gods, which only existed in imagination, for people to worship.
Ling Moxue almost knelt down again.
She wanted to ask, was this the ultimate end of the Great Dao?
But she couldn’t ask, knowing it wasn’t. Master himself was still seeking the Dao, otherwise he wouldn’t display such a wavering state of mind. She just didn’t know if it would be the end when he finished reshaping everything clearly.
In a moment of distraction, she missed some chaotic and incomprehensible images. There seemed to be Shang Zhaoye gaining insights here, but it seemed like nothing happened…
As time shifted, a voluptuous woman with fox ears and tail faintly appeared.
Ling Moxue’s spirits lifted as she looked closely. Why did she seem familiar?
Thinking hard, she hadn’t met her before, so where did this sense of familiarity come from?
But she heard Xia Guixuan mutter softly, “So she looks different, no wonder Langya and the others couldn’t recognize her.”
The woman was standing right beside them, almost overlapping. Ling Moxue knew this was a “person from the past.” Right now, she and her Master were like watching a movie, or rather, using hyper-realistic technology to be inside the movie, unable to interfere or interact, only to watch.
Perhaps because her master’s power was indeed struggling to untangle a hundred years in this place of intersecting time, the woman was speaking, but it wasn’t clear. They could faintly hear broken fragments: “…this planet forms the root of a separate realm… it’s my fault… but this formation cannot be restored… the danger from Zelts is minor, it lies beyond the void…”
Like a poor signal, it was intermittent, and then it dropped completely, with no further sound.
Vaguely, she saw her pick up a needle-shaped crystal from the ground, put it in a ring, and strangely stood in front of Xia Guixuan, “eye to eye,” as if inches away.
“I feel… the attention of the Divine Creator… a bit gentle? Is it an illusion?… To someone like me… a sinner who wants to scatter his treasures into the void?”
“My heart has been pounding recently, is it a revelation from time?… Fragments of the future, fragmented and broken, am I dead?… But it seems not…”
“But I saw the face of a human…”
“Is the Divine Creator really caring for humans?… But the incompetence and greed of humans will only destroy this planet.”
She seemed to be confiding, yet also praying, gazing across a hundred years at Xia Guixuan. Xia Guixuan’s eyes were calm, while the woman’s eyes grew increasingly determined and majestic.
“If the gods don’t care for me, I’ll do it myself.”
After saying that, she turned and left, gradually disappearing into the misty time, as if it were the end of a movie.
Ling Moxue listened, somewhat understanding and somewhat confused, but she knew who this person was.
The only recognized king of the divine descendants for twenty-five thousand years. She seemed to have not attempted to restore the “Divine Creator’s” formation but instead the opposite.
Could it be that what Xia Guixuan was looking for had been hidden or even lost by her?