Chapter 138: Four-Way Interstellar Station

Ding Huan did not warn Qi Xinyue or Lao Liu to pay attention to anything.

The Blue Star passed through the wormhole vortex; if it broke apart inside, there was nothing to be done but leave it to fate.

With their current strength, if the Blue Star broke apart, they could do nothing—warning them would be pointless.

Ding Huan's spiritual sense searched outside the Blue Star for the wormhole vortex, while Qi Xinyue clung tightly beside him.

If they survived after passing through the wormhole, all the better.

If they didn't survive, it didn't matter.

Only at this moment did Qi Xinyue truly understand Ding Huan's devotion to Seeing Qu Yi.

Walking alone in the universe, you never knew if you'd still be alive tomorrow.

Only Lao Liu appeared indifferent, staring far off at the Blue Star's large screen, lost in thoughts no one could guess.

Time passed in this profound, silent stillness.

Wormhole vortices weren't easy to find; with good luck, you might encounter a few each month.

With bad luck, you might go years without seeing one—this was normal.

Ding Huan didn't know if his luck was good or bad, but on the fifth day after deciding to enter the wormhole vortex, his spiritual sense caught sight of a cosmic vortex.

Some of these vortices were wormholes; others were spatial distortions.

If you took the wrong path, you'd be shattered into fragments.

No matter the Blue Star's class, entering a spatial distortion vortex meant certain death.

But Ding Huan had no choice—his current abilities couldn't distinguish a wormhole vortex from a spatial distortion vortex.

Once the bow is drawn, there's no turning back; Ding Huan could only rely on instinct and steer the Blue Star toward the vortex.

Qi Xinyue saw Ding Huan suddenly adjust course and instinctively gripped his clothes.

In an instant, Lao Liu saw a massive vortex appear on the Blue Star's large screen, then the screen went dark.

The Blue Star began to spin violently.

If an ordinary person were seated inside the Blue Star now, they would have already been crushed by its death spiral.

But neither Ding Huan, Qi Xinyue nor Lao Liu moved from their seats, letting the Blue Star tumble freely.

The Blue Star wasn't an ordinary spacecraft—it had a gravity field.

That meant, no matter where the Blue Star was, gravity inside always pointed downward relative to the ship.

More advanced than the Blue Star was the Zhan Shen War Disc; it too had a gravity field.

But the gravity field in the War Disc differed from the Blue Star's—it always referenced the human body's orientation.

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Once parameters were set, the War Disc's gravity field adjusted during spins to match the occupant's position.

Thus, during spins, occupants didn't lose weight and maintained balance.

Qi Xinyue had already gripped Ding Huan's arm; she knew that if the Blue Star broke apart, it would be their end.

After the initial tension, once she held his arm, she became utterly calm.

Ding Huan's spiritual sense extended outward and he found it being torn apart again.

This time, Ding Huan did not continue refining his spiritual sense—the Blue Star might not survive long in the wormhole; if it was destroyed, what use was refining his spiritual sense?

The only thing that gave Ding Huan slight comfort was that though his spiritual sense was shattered, he could still sense a white protective aura enveloping the outside of the Blue Star.

Clearly, the Blue Star's manufacturing technology was extraordinary—it had been designed with this scenario in mind.

The cost was the frantic consumption of Zhan Shen crystals in the energy chamber.

No one knew how long it had been; even Lao Liu longed for the spinning to stop.

It wasn't foolish—it knew that if the spinning continued, the Blue Star would truly break apart.

Ding Huan sighed inwardly and prepared himself for the Blue Star's destruction.

At that moment, the Blue Star's spinning seemed to halt, and Ding Huan was astonished to find his spiritual sense could now scan clearly outward.

"We made it," Ding Huan exclaimed, standing up excitedly.

Qi Xinyue stood up with him, her hand still gripping his arm.

Whoever lives doesn't want to die.

As for Lao Liu, it flipped several somersaults.

Neither Earth nor the Blue Star was a good place for it to establish its Foundation.

It only hoped that in this distant place, far from Earth, it could find a suitable spot to establish its Foundation.

"Xinyue, we must have left the Solar System… no, I feel we've left the Milky Way…"

Ding Huan gripped Qi Xinyue's arm—he had won his gamble.

"Xiaotu, our Blue Star warship's power chamber seems broken," Qi Xinyue said anxiously.

Ding Huan nodded.

He had seen it too—the Blue Star's current speed was slower than an ordinary airplane, moving entirely without propulsion.

The speed was still decreasing.

Although the protective aura generated by the Zhan Shen crystals had shielded the Blue Star from breaking apart during the wormhole vortex passage,

the ship's surface had been worn down by a layer, appearing rough and ugly.

The power chamber must have failed at this moment.

Ding Huan simply retrieved all the Zhan Shen crystals from the energy chamber.

He couldn't repair the Blue Star—now he could only rely on luck.

He looked at the Cosmic Guidance Ball—it still showed no guidance.

Ding Huan simply stored the Guidance Ball inside the Star House.

The Blue Star had lost power; even if it had detected a cosmic transmission vortex, it lacked the ability to reach it.

Extending his spiritual sense, Ding Huan was delighted to discover that although his cultivation level had not improved, his spiritual sense could now scan up to twenty thousand meters.

This was nearly five times the range of his spiritual sense when he first entered the cosmos.

So, refining one's spiritual sense in a place capable of shredding it had such a remarkable effect.

The one who cared least about the Blue Star's loss of power was Lao Liu.

Upon hearing Ding Huan say they had left the star system where Earth resided, it immediately rushed into its cultivation chamber.

In this new location, it intended to continue striving toward Foundation Establishment as a beast cultivator.

Having survived the wormhole vortex, Ding Huan had calmed his mind.

He didn't even care where the Blue Star was drifting, instead chatting with Qi Qi Xinyue about his cultivation insights.

Although he himself was a Level Nine Gene Cultivator, his understanding of the Network Consciousness Scripture far surpassed Qi Qi Xinyue's.

After Qi Qi Xinyue reached Level Nine Gene Cultivator, she too came to understand the difficulty of Foundation Establishment.

Rarely having free time, she simply wished to sit quietly with Ding Huan, thinking of nothing, doing nothing.

Yet Ding Huan's explanations of the Network Consciousness Scripture soon drew her deep into it.

Many cultivation questions she had long struggled with became suddenly clear from just one of Ding Huan's remarks.

As expected, Lao Liu failed again to achieve Foundation Establishment, and in rage, he wanted to smash everything in his room.

After glancing at the scattered, broken objects, he lost all desire to destroy anything further.

Stepping out of the living cabin, Lao Liu's first sight was the Blue Star's massive monitoring screen.

When he saw the image on the screen, he immediately began shouting and screaming.

Ding Huan turned back in confusion, then likewise burst into delight:

"Xinyue, we've found a human planet."

On the monitoring screen, a vast landmass appeared; Ding Huan could even see countless ships landing beyond its surface.

Although the Blue Star had lost power, it was still in motion.

Ding Huan forcibly used his spiritual sense to adjust the Blue Star's course.

To his delight, he truly could control the Blue Star, slowly guiding it toward the massive landmass.

As they neared, Ding Huan finally made out the details clearly.

It was indeed a life-bearing planet; outside it lay a vast plaza.

Above the plaza floated enormous characters in Cangyu script: Four Directions Interstellar Station.

Many different types of ships were parked on the plaza.

There were even ships resembling the Blue Star, though Ding Huan had no idea of their performance.

The Blue Star soon arrived at the plaza, with no one stopping it.

But due to its loss of power, it could not stop immediately.

The plaza's administrators clearly noticed this and rushed over.

Fortunately, Ding Huan had already used his spiritual sense to forcibly halt the Blue Star's advance, bringing it to a stop in an open area.

"No ships are permitted to park here. Move your vessel to the designated location."

A man approached and scolded Ding Huan as he opened the hatch.

It was indeed Cangyu speech—Ding Huan was overjoyed.

If they spoke Cangyu, then this landmass was part of the Cangyu Cosmic System.

"I'm sorry, my ship has a minor malfunction—I'll push it to the designated spot myself."

Ding Huan stepped off the ship and spoke politely.

He felt this place must be a massive planet; otherwise, a plaza outside a planet wouldn't have a gravity field.

A planet capable of deploying a gravity field was surely extraordinary.

"Wait—your ship is broken, isn't it?"

A fierce-looking woman approached, followed by several burly men.

Ding Huan had seen ugly women before, but never one as grotesque as this.

Her upturned nostrils, thick lips, visible nose hairs, irregular eyes, and yellow fur on both cheeks.

A thick neck supported an even larger head, making it seem as if she had no neck at all.

Among the men behind her, two bore intricate facial patterns—whether innate or painted, he couldn't tell.

"Probably broken—I'm not certain. I'll push the ship to the designated spot," Ding Huan said.

The woman waved her hand:

"No need. Your ship is definitely broken—sell it to me."

"Sister Tou, another deal?"

Several more people walked over from afar.

Ding Huan noticed that wherever they passed, others quickly moved aside—he knew these were local bullies.

The grotesque woman called Sister Tou waved her hand:

"Don't interfere with my business."

"But this is my ship—if I sell it, won't I be trapped here forever?"

Ding Huan frowned.

The woman snorted, before the earlier manager who had scolded Ding Huan spoke up:

"New here? If your ship's broken, I suggest you sell it to Sister Tou."

Ding Huan's face showed helplessness:

"My spaceship is broken—if I sell it to someone and they later come after me saying I sold a broken spaceship, what should I do?"

Having just arrived here, Ding Huan did not know the local laws, so he had to say this upfront.

Tou Jie waved her hand:

"Don't worry—I won't care. Even if it's broken, I won't sue you over it."

Indeed, there really was grounds to be sued over this—Ding Huan grew even more cautious.

(That's all for today's update, friends—good night!)