Chapter 241: 240 What Are You Doing?

"What date is it today?"

"Sixteenth, huh?"

On the way to the star core, Pei Wuji heard the voice coming from Wang Wu's hand; never mind how the sound traveled in this environment, she simply heard it.

So she leaned in to look and asked, "What are you watching?"

"Ha ha, hee hee hee, huh?" While Wang Wu was happily watching a video on his phone, he heard the woman behind him, turned his head toward her and said, "I'm watching a video."

The phone kept playing the video, showing the Earth network over in Yunguang City—actually the Solar System's network technology, which was indeed quite interesting; it had everything, and many subcultures similar to those in his hometown's online world.

He has always loved watching this kind of thing, whether before or after his crossing.

However, such online subculture was still a bit too advanced for an alien like Pei Wuji, so after watching for a while, her attention drifted away.

Because they were standing close, the hot breath exhaled from Wang Wu's nose reached her face directly; feeling that warm breath, an unnamed fire rose from somewhere within her body.

As for why she could still smell the hot breath in this environment, why Wang Wu at his level still needed to breathe, and why he could breathe here, the answer is simply: he can.

Pei Wuji's current condition can be summed up as Xuan Pressure Suppression; after all, a small-town—no, a minor star cultivator—spends so much time training that there's no time for worldly heart refinement, crawling through the mundane world.

It sounds completely unreasonable, but that's the reality.

Pei Wuji is still young this year, not even a hundred years old, and in Wang Wu's home world, the Tianyuan Realm, a hundred years isn't enough for many geniuses to reach the Entering Law Realm, which is the highest realm of the True Dao System before the version update.

As for the Demonic Path realm, normally reaching its highest realm, the Heavenly Communion Realm, takes about two hundred years.

Of course, there are a few super geniuses, but they are certainly rare.

However, Pei Wuji clearly doesn't match that level of talent; she would be at Si Tu Jin's level—quite gifted, but not unrivaled throughout history.

Nevertheless, that's already an impressive level; in under a hundred and a half years she can reliably pass the Qionglan Sect entrance test, and even contend for the Double First-Class rating.

But everything has a price, and Pei Wuji's price is Xuan Pressure Suppression.

That unnamed fire surged within her, making her uncomfortable, leaving her mind a mess of imagined scenes.

This situation is fairly common; although not the majority, a considerable portion of cultivators encounter it.

But once they finally 'get accepted' into their desired sect, step into 'society,' and realize they're not the chosen one, they often begin a retaliatory release.

They wildly unleash the various dark, profound... that have been suppressed for centuries.

Ordinary people aren't that extreme; that's a hyperbolic expression. Yet over seventy percent of cultivators indeed start doing this after entering a major sect, and after tasting the marrow they become engrossed for a long period.

As for the duration of this obsession, it's typically one to two hundred years; it's also a worldly heart‑refinement process that most practitioners must undergo.

They experience the seven emotions and six desires of the mortal world, drown in desire and such‑and‑such, and finally attain great enlightenment, forge their original heart, and achieve their true self.

Of course, star life must go on; after all, appetite and desire are natural, just not as exaggerated as at the start. Some remain unchanged, which simply means they've found their true self.

As for what type Pei Wuji is, since she's still a young unmarried lady, her experiences are limited to self‑exploration and some unsavory things she's seen, so it's impossible to judge.

"How's it? Isn't it hilarious, very evocative?"

"Feeling, ah feeling?... feeling?"

Wang Wu's voice pulled Pei Wuji out of her trance back into reality; her mind was still a tangled mess, but at least some reason returned.

So she stammered in response to Wang Wu, "Feeling? Um, this, um, I…"

"What?"

At that moment Wang Wu also noticed something off about the woman: her gaze was wandering, her breathing rapid, and somehow her whole body had pressed against his.

So he calmly pushed her away slowly, but the moment his hand touched her abdomen, the woman instantly reacted.

For the next considerable stretch of time, Pei Wuji's face remained flushed.

Moreover, she stayed silent for a long while, quietly staying by Wang Wu's side as they continued their deep conversation.

The closer they got to the star core, the more aggressive the cloud beasts became. This is a super‑massive gaseous giant, even larger than Jupiter in Wang Wu's home Solar System, with a diameter of a full three hundred thousand kilometers.

That means its volume is… well, some multiple of Earth's—never mind, it's irrelevant.

And with such a massive size, the deeper they descended, the greater the pressure their bodies had to endure.

The surface of this gaseous giant has high‑pressure anticyclones like those on Jupiter, moving even faster—reaching over a thousand kilometers per hour.

However, for all the candidates on this planet, this clearly isn't a 'test'.

It's not even a test; it's just an ordinary, unremarkable wind.

High temperature and extreme cold can coexist on this gaseous giant. Moreover, it's foul here, filled with ammonium hydrogen sulfide formed from ammonia and sulfur.

Continuing deeper, the immense pressure forces hydrogen atoms to constantly release electrons, forming an electrically conductive liquid—simply put, charged liquid hydrogen.

In any case, ordinary people couldn't survive this; you need a robust body, regular training—at least an athlete.

On most gaseous giants, there's a sea of metallic hydrogen, which is also home to many cloud beasts.

It's an incredibly bright, heat‑radiating ocean, and honestly, it's quite a sight.

And those cloud beasts.

But deeper still lies the destination of Wang Wu's mission—

The planet's core—the gaseous giant does have a core, composed of rock and ice, the star core, which serves as the planet's true 'surface', situated under twenty‑five million standard atmospheres.

But before that, Wang Wu and his companions will face their first battle.

Because once here, they can no longer evade the cloud beasts to avoid unnecessary fights or ambushes.

When they entered this metallic hydrogen sea, all the resident cloud beasts simultaneously detected them.

At that moment, countless huge eyes locked onto the two, and a pressure greater than the planet's atmosphere surged toward them.

Under that massive pressure, Wang Wu's intention was to comfort his companion, having sensed her tension. Most of the time, his perception remains very sharp.

"It's fine, there won't be any problem."

Wang Wu comforted her while patting her with his hand.

Then his facial expression froze, and he turned his head.

Why his hand landed on that spot? Wang Wu didn't know, but he was certain the woman in front of him had deliberately caused it.

Just by looking at her expression, it was evident.

"What are you doing?"

Thus, although Wang Wu's hand pressed on the wrong spot, the one asking the question—ah, no, the demon asking the question—was also Wang Wu.

"Ah! I—yes, sorry, I, I..."

Pei Wuji quickly let go, and Wang Wu also released his hand. But to be honest, it was indeed fine, rather unusual.

"All right, stop wasting time on this, get ready."

As the hand withdrew, Wang Wu instantly turned, gazed at the cloud beasts that had already surged forward, and said in a low voice.

Unparalleled in size, also unparalleled in strength.

(End of Chapter)