Chapter 851: 441 Make a Wish_2
Though Fan Qiulai is a Heavenly People Avatar, his understanding of the Heavenly People is very limited.
Fang Zhixing pondered for a moment, then shifted his tone and asked, “Brother Fan, have you been following the news of other Heavenly People recently?”
Fan Qiulai asked, “Are you referring to?”
Fang Zhixing replied, “Tian Lei, Heavenly Locust, Tian Yin, and Heavenly Envy.”
Fan Qiulai was silent for a while, then slowly said, “I’ve only heard of Tian Lei. He is the leader of the Sky Observation Department and has trained a large number of Heads and Judges under him, each capable of summoning him for possession at any time, with ears and eyes all over the world.
Truthfully, many Heavenly People Avatars like me, once found by the Sky Observation Department, their fate is almost doomed and they will be devoured by Tian Lei.”
Heavenly People devour Heavenly People!
Heavenly People hunt each other!
This is one of the biggest reasons why Heavenly People are extremely low-key and mysterious.
Honestly, no one dares to show themselves.
Among the four Heavenly People, Fang Zhixing can only clearly lock onto Tian Lei’s location.
“Let it be, let’s start with Tian Lei then.”
Fang Zhixing finally made a decision in his mind.
Then!
A man and a dog rode on a seven-colored cloud, breaking into this vast continent permeated with a sense of decay.
Though vast, with the seven-colored cloud’s speed of over Mach 100, they flew over Yu State in no time.
Across thousands of miles of landscape, like a fleeting glimpse.
Before they knew it, the seven-colored cloud had flown to the Divine Capital.
Before dawn, looking down…
Underneath the night sky, the Divine Capital thronged with traffic, traders gathered, flowers blossomed like brocade, and crowds bustled.
All kinds of towering palaces arranged beautifully, brightly colored, reflecting the splendor and beauty of the ancient capital.
The Imperial Palace, the Temple of Heaven, the Star-picking Tower, the ancient Great Wall…
Everything was within sight.
Suddenly, Fang Zhixing’s gaze flickered as he noticed a protective array enveloping the Imperial Palace.
The core of this array happened to be inside the Star-picking Tower.
And the Star-picking Tower is precisely the headquarters of the Sky Observation Department.
Xigou looked at the Imperial Palace and said excitedly, “We haven’t entered the Imperial Palace to play yet, have we?”
Fang Zhixing replied, “We’ve been to Dan State, Dai State, Chu State, Qian State, but this is indeed our first time in the Divine Capital.”
Xigou laughed slyly, “Let’s go, take a look at what the three thousand beauties in the harem look like.”
Fang Zhixing then flickered his figure, silently passing through the protective array and sneaking into the Imperial Palace.
The night was grand.
The inside and outside of the Imperial Palace were quite quiet, with only the footsteps of the patrolling guards echoing endlessly.
Fang Zhixing glanced at the Star-picking Tower, his Admirable Golden Eyes deeply gazing at it.
The Star-picking Tower is made of stone and wood, an ancient and beautiful structure.
As the outer structure was penetrated by the golden eyes, the internal scene was instantly revealed.
Inside the tower were hidden masters with powerful aura, and several mechanical puppets.
In the past, Fang Zhixing might have found them very troublesome and would need some effort to solve them.
Now…
They’re nothing more than a pathetic bunch of small fry.
“Hmm, that is…”
Next moment, Fang Zhixing’s brows furrowed slightly, looking greatly astonished.
At the bottom of the Star-picking Tower, in a place like a basement, there was a square-shaped secret chamber.
Strangely enough, the Admirable Golden Eyes couldn’t penetrate the secret chamber.
“Can’t see through?” Fang Zhixing raised his eyebrows, surprised that there was something in this world that the golden eyes couldn’t see through.
“Looks like it was wise to be cautious.”
Fang Zhixing turned his head, his gaze landing on another building.
Clearly visible was a burly middle-aged man sitting cross-legged in the spacious hall, with disheveled hair and a thick short beard.
This man exuded might and domineering presence, with a hint of ruggedness.
But Fang Zhixing immediately recognized that behind this man’s closed eyelids lay crimson eyes, filled with terrifying killing intent.
This is a master who can kill with his gaze!
The intense killing intent was as cold as ice, nearly maddening, with the whole person on the brink of uncontrolled rampage at any moment.
Around the great hall, there were no eunuchs or palace maids, not even mosquitoes dared to come close.
“This must be the ‘Ten Directions Kill,’ such heavy killing aura.”
What a formidable Ji Hongsheng!
Fang Zhixing had seen intense killing aura before, but never to this extreme degree.
The corners of his mouth slightly curled upward, and he stepped forward.
The next instant.
In the empty great hall, a man and a dog suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
Ji Hongsheng was completely unaware.
Xigou looked around, roamed freely within the great hall, as if without a care in the world.
Until he wandered back and forth twice…
Ji Hongsheng suddenly furrowed his brow, his eyelids opened sharply, and his expression changed dramatically.
Every hair on his body stood on end, his body was rigid in place.
This was his secluded retreat, without his permission, anyone who came within a hundred meters would be killed without question.
Furthermore, he was born with killing intent, it had been the case since childhood, and no one dared approach him.
Moreover, the higher his cultivation, the heavier his killing aura.
Having now already stepped into the Nirvana Realm, the weight of his killing aura was beyond imagination.
It could be said that even a strong person of the same tier would uncontrollably tremble when coming within thirty meters of him.
But!
But!
At this moment, there was a person calmly standing in front of him, and a dog joyfully wandering around him.
Yet he had not noticed any of this.
“You are…”
Ji Hongsheng’s face tightened, not daring to move casually.
His intuition told him that the other person had the ability to kill him instantly and without making a sound.
Fang Zhixing sat down unhurriedly, his face slightly shifting, soon swapping to another face.
“It’s you!”
Ji Hongsheng’s pupils shrank, exclaiming, “Fang Zhixing, weren’t you out at sea with my father?”
Fang Zhixing ignored him, speaking faintly, “When was the last time you saw Tian Lei?”
Upon hearing this, Ji Hongsheng instantly realized he had no right to ask questions.
He took a deep breath, replied, “After my father decided to go out to sea, he summoned me, and that day he officially announced he was passing the throne to me, afterward he took me to the Star-picking Tower.”
As he spoke, he turned his head to look toward the Star-picking Tower, his expression constantly changing.
“Father took me to a door, told me that Tian Lei was behind it, and instructed me to kneel and wish sincerely.”
Ji Hongsheng was immersed in recollection, slowly bowing his head, elaborating, “At that time, I didn’t understand, so I asked my father what I should wish for.
Father smiled and said to me that wishing had only one rule, and that was it must be for something that actually occurred in reality, even if it was an unrepeatable miracle.
And I greatly admired my father, taking him as my goal, hoping one day I could surpass him, outshine my predecessor.
But my talent was far inferior to my father’s, not even as good as the Princess’s, unless a miracle happened, I would never be able to surpass him in this lifetime.
So, I earnestly made a wish at that door, hoping my cultivation would surpass my father’s.”
Fang Zhixing curiously asked, “Why hasn’t your wish come true?”
With this statement!
Ji Hongsheng’s heart skipped a beat.
For Fang Zhixing to say this meant he had clashed with Ji Yuanwu and understood Ji Yuanwu’s capabilities.
Indeed, his current cultivation was still much lower than Ji Yuanwu.
Ji Hongsheng hurriedly said, “I initially doubted the efficacy of wishing, but as time progressed, my cultivation advanced rapidly, progressing nonstop, from Returning to Truth stepping into Nirvana, in less than half a year, a miracle indeed.”
In his eyes, appeared an indescribable confidence, “So, surpassing my father is achievable, just a matter of time.”
Fang Zhixing briefly paused, asking, “After you made your wish, did you feel any noticeable changes?”
Ji Hongsheng shook his head, “No, or rather, if there was any noticeable change, it was in cultivation, which always proceeded unexpectedly smoothly.
For example, reading a cultivation technique would bring insight, cultivating would bring progress, that feeling of continually making progress is indeed irresistible.”
Fang Zhixing understood, pondered, “So, from beginning to end, you have never seen Tian Lei itself, right?”
Ji Hongsheng nodded, “Tian Lei never reveals its true form; I even suspect my father has never seen it either.”