This Is My Planet - Chapter 132 - Chapter 132 – Nirvana
Yan Wuyue entered the Head of State’s residence.
The Head of State’s residence wasn’t just one mansion but a vast cluster of central government buildings with numerous offices, including residences for many high-ranking officials.
Of course, the military court wasn’t located here, but the Great Xia National Intelligence Bureau was. Yan Wuyue was here to undergo interrogation by the Intelligence Bureau.
The Intelligence Bureau was just a small office, looking quite inconspicuous with a somewhat outdated feel. Stepping inside felt cramped and oppressive. However, where Yan Wuyue was placed was decent enough. She was in the public interrogation hall, which was quite spacious and bright, unlike the dark, gloomy interrogation rooms. Surrounding her were Intelligence Bureau officials, creating a psychologically intimidating atmosphere.
Above her, a special light emitted rays designed to break down a person’s mental defenses—a standard tool for such interrogations.
It all looked quite official.
But suddenly, Yan Wuyue felt a wave of absurdity and irony.
Seated before her were about a dozen individuals—the Director and Deputy Director of the Intelligence Bureau, secretaries, and so on—officials with ridiculously high ranks…
But none of them were human.
Or rather, they weren’t purely human; they were all genetically modified individuals, infused with various strains of divine blood or genes.
All of them were ‘demons’.
This was the den where illegal research on genetically modified individuals took place, right in the heart of the presidential residence.
Oh, and among those seated was a true divine descendant…
Before this, Yan Wuyue had never even considered such a possibility, but ever since she refined her Flame Eye… she couldn’t have imagined that her first effective use of this ability would be here.
Perhaps they hadn’t anticipated that she could see through them either. This wasn’t something an ordinary Qian Yuan could achieve… After all, this was a divine power granted through the direct guidance of the Heavenly Dao.
A group of demons and a true divine descendant, presiding over the interrogation of a human general suspected of being in league with divine descendants.
It was truly hilarious…
The Director’s voice echoed through the room, stern and far-reaching: “Yan Wuyue, the investigation team questions your involvement in the murder of General Zhang Jing. What do you have to say about this?”
Yan Wuyue’s mind wandered off somewhere, and she casually replied with a laugh, “That fatso Zhang? Wasn’t he properly escorted back to the capital for you to investigate his corruption? And now you’ve twisted it into this?”
“General Zhang died upon arrival in the capital, consumed by flames. In his final moments, he accused you of colluding with the divine descendant Long Ao, and soldiers stationed at the southwest border can testify to this. Following this, the divine descendants’ Wu Xiang appeared, yet none of our troops were harmed…”
“Alright, alright,” Yan Wuyue interrupted. “Whoever secretly killed him and framed me, you know what you did. This is just getting boring.”
The interrogators exchanged glances, while the Director, still expressionless, said, “General Yan, please cooperate with our questioning.”
Yan Wuyue burst into laughter. “What else do you want to ask? Go ahead, I’m curious myself.”
“Regarding…” the Director enunciated each word carefully, “Deputy Marshal Gongsun Jiu’s attempt to incite a rebellion in Donglin, intending to consolidate military power for himself. How much do you know about this?”
“Pfft, hahaha…!” Yan Wuyue laughed heartily, “Why beat around the bush? Just call it treason! Are you downplaying it because treason is harder to sell to the public? Why bother? Do you still care about public opinion?”
The Director said calmly. “General Yan, please cooperate.”
“Haha… I’m really curious, how do you plan to get me to cooperate with this interrogation? Are you just going to fabricate charges, or use torture to extract a confession?” Yan Wuyue mocked. “Honestly, torture won’t work on me. I don’t understand why you didn’t just pin this on one of Gongsun’s useless relatives—it would’ve been much simpler.”
Suddenly, the Director also smiled, his voice turning amiable: “Actually, we’re already doing that. In fact, at this very moment, we’re publicly accusing him on Great Xia’s television network and on every public screen in the streets.”
At that moment, a secretary rushed over and whispered something to the Director.
The Director’s expression changed slightly, and he whispered back, “What’s going on with the Ling family?”
Great Xia’s news and propaganda were controlled by the Ling family, originally meant to cooperate in dealing a decisive blow to Gongsun Jiu. However, just now they received reports that nothing related to the accusations was being broadcast.
Yan Wuyue didn’t know what had happened, but she just laughed and said, “Since you have other arrangements, what kind of punishment are you planning to give me here?”
The Director smiled kindly. “Actually, the so-called accusations against the rest of the Gongsun family aren’t based on real evidence. The real proof needs to come from you, General Yan… Gongsun Jiu might be shocked that we’ve turned our attention to you. No one would expect that, after all. You’re actually our trump card.”
Yan Wuyue smiled. “What evidence can I give you? Coerced confessions aren’t evidence. Even if you use mental control to make me stand up and accuse them, it still wouldn’t be evidence. How is that any more credible than using one of Gongsun’s people to testify?”
“You can provide evidence of Gongsun Jiu’s extensive research into genetically modified individuals, proving his ambition to establish a private army. You see, you’ve always been strongly against such things, and everyone knows it. This would explain your opposition to Gongsun Jiu. Discovering his illegal activities and standing up for justice—such an act from General Yan would be highly believable.”
This statement struck Yan Wuyue as incredibly absurd. “A group of genetically modified individuals… framing Gongsun Jiu with the crimes of genetically modified individuals? Are you seriously suggesting that you stand up and say you’re the ones he experimented on, and I just need to testify?”
“General Yan sees through it…” The Director smiled slightly. “Don’t you find it amusing?”
Yan Wuyue laughed heartily, clutching her stomach. “I never thought that coming to the Intelligence Bureau would be like watching an opera. It’s quite amusing.”
“But, General Yan, you’re also part of the drama, aren’t you?” The Director said lightly. “Why would you think you’re just a hybrid and not a genetically modified individual?”
Yan Wuyue’s laughter abruptly ceased, and she stood up straight, staring intently at the Director’s eyes.
Despite her mastery of flame cultivation, she suddenly felt a chill.
“General Yan, you’re not just a modified human; you’re the most successful first-generation case we have. From the embryo stage, we implanted the Vermilion Bird’s flame into you, creating an artificial hybrid.” The director smiled kindly. “The adult experiments were all based on the improvements from your successful case. Although the success rate isn’t high, our extended lifespans and enhanced abilities were indeed inspired by you. General Yan, if we’re all modified humans, then you should be our leader, the first generation.”
Yan Wuyue slowly retreated.
“You have no human parents. With your high status, finding your family should have been easy, yet you found nothing… You also have no divine descendant parents. Back then, the Fox King admired you and even searched for your parents for you, but she couldn’t find them either… Your parents seem to have never existed at all. Didn’t you notice something was off?”
Yan Wuyue continued to step back, her face already pale.
“Of course, expecting you to take on the mantle of a first-generation leader and switch sides isn’t realistic. Fortunately, we’ve been prepared from the very beginning.”
Yan Wuyue finally stopped retreating, standing quietly in place, looking coldly at her “kin” on the dais.
“Don’t worry, we haven’t used mental control or implanted chips. Otherwise, it would have been discovered sooner or later, right? We didn’t employ any special training either. General Yan’s righteous heart today is indeed the result of your own excellent qualities, and we are pleased with that.” The Director sighed. “So far, all the choices made by General Yan have been your own thoughts. There’s no need to look at us with such shocked and angry eyes.”
Yan Wuyue felt somewhat relieved oddly; what enraged her the most was the idea that her entire life had been manipulated by others. But if that wasn’t the case, then it didn’t really matter. Bloodline didn’t matter—what was important was that her soul belonged to herself, and her actions were her own choices. So what if she was a genetically modified human rather than a hybrid?
She said slowly, “Then why do you think I would obey your orders?”
The Director didn’t speak, but the secretary beside him… the person identified by Yan Wuyue’s Flame Eye as a divine descendant, slowly took out an artifact.
It was a fire phoenix statue, poised to take flight.
“Your bloodline genes were all collected from the remains of an ancient flame clan member, and this artifact is the totem of that clan. All their prayers, sacrifices, and offerings were made to this, and it holds supreme authority.” The person smiled slightly. “As long as I hold this, half of your divine descendant bloodline cannot resist my commands.”
As he spoke, the phoenix sculpture seemed to come to life, flames gradually rising.
Yan Wuyue clutched her head tightly. Unlike Ling Moxue, who felt the urge to kneel before Xia Guixuan, the fire phoenix totem triggered a response within her. It awakened the prayers of her ancestors, condensed during the gathering of their true spirits, embodying generations of hopes and devotions. This connection directly influenced her mind.
This couldn’t be avoided at all.
Moreover, the one controlling the totem was a Wu Xiang.
Yan Wuyue could barely handle Qian Yuan-level opponents.
The gap in power was too vast—how could she possibly resist such mental manipulation?
Seeing the dazed look in Yan Wuyue’s eyes, the director smiled with satisfaction. “The Ling family may have cut off their broadcast, but it’s fine. We’ll establish our own external connection. Let General Yan, right here, publicly turn against Gongsun Jiu for all of Great Xia to see.”
“Zzz…”
Outside, on the streets, there were protesters chanting slogans like “Trust General Yan” and “Reject Coerced Confessions,” gathering in large numbers.
Initially, it was only a small number of civilians and lower-ranking soldiers, but as more and more people learned about the incident, they spontaneously joined the march. In front of the Head of State’s residence on the central street, it was like a convergence of rivers, forming a massive flow.
The screens on the street were originally playing songs and dances. For some unknown reason, they flickered and went completely black.
But now they were lit up again, and everyone saw Yan Wuyue standing on the judgment seat, as if she were about to say something.
An external connection is a double-edged sword.
Letting the public see what’s happening inside also allowed Yan Wuyue to sense the commotion outside. Just as Xia Guixuan had sensed her through the drone, even though she hadn’t reached Xia Guixuan’s level yet, she could vaguely feel the convergence of the masses outside.
“Believe in General Yan!”
“Refuse to Confess under Duress!”
“Who said the will of the people is just like this?” Yan Wuyue’s eyes, somewhat absent-minded and dull, moved unintentionally, her voice low as if murmuring to herself, “It seems you’ve also misunderstood one thing… This totem isn’t supreme for that vanished tribe; they prayed to the Divine Creator, and the Divine Creator is truly supreme in their hearts…”
The Director and the others suddenly realized they had lost control.
How could it be, that a Wu Xiang level divine descendant used the phoenix totem, yet Yan Wuyue remained indifferent, her eyes gradually becoming mocking?
“I harmonized with someone’s yang energy to balance yin and yang, in order to absorb the source of fire… Although I didn’t really do anything, it’s still a form of dual cultivation… In a sense, I’m the mother goddess. Can this fire phoenix totem truly be above me?” As Yan Wuyue spoke, her initially difficult words flowed more smoothly, and she laughed loudly to the sky: “If this life is what you’ve created, then you can have it back.”
In front of everyone’s eyes, Yan Wuyue transformed into flames, burning fiercely. In an instant, her original body turned to ashes, and the flames formed the shape of a phoenix. With a cry, the phoenix soared into the sky.
“Quick! Control her!”
Before the Director could shout, the Wu Xiang divine descendant quietly took out another artifact, a net covering the sky and earth, enveloping the phoenix.
Could the reborn Yan Wuyue evade the abilities of a Wu Xiang?
Suddenly, an Azure Dragon descended from the sky, smashing the net of heaven and earth to pieces.
The phoenix circled around the azure dragon, seemingly joyful. In the harmonious cry of the dragon and phoenix, the phoenix gradually transformed into a beautiful female figure, clad in armor made of solidified flames, while the azure dragon turned into a man, one hand resting on Yan Wuyue’s waist, soothing her residual effects and infusing vitality.
“I knew you’d come…”
“There were some other discoveries, and I arrived late…”
“It’s fine. You’re not a babysitter… This rebirth was my choice. Otherwise, it wouldn’t be so easy to delay…”
Xia Guixuan did not respond to this, his voice finally showing rare anger, “You… really pissed me off.”