Chapter 240: Friend, Please Stay a Moment, It Is Said

Billions of years ago, recognizing the existence of lifespan granted by impurity, Tsukuyomi brought her trusted kin and the spirits willing to follow her to the moon, free of impurity, and established the Moon Capital.

It is unknown when the native moon rabbits settled on the moon, but due to the absence of impurity, both moon people and moon rabbits live forever without lifespan limits; to the Moon Capital, the surface is the land of the impure, and the most serious criminals among the moon people are exiled to the ground as prisoners.

The moon people have spent endless ages in this eternally unchanging nightland, hence it is also called the Capital Where History Ends.

Excluding its outer barrier, the Moon Capital itself is neither large nor small, but overall smaller than the later-established fantasy land where humans and yōkai coexist.

From above, the southern part appears as a highly modern metropolis filled with technologically advanced skyscrapers, while the northern city consists of ancient buildings resembling traditional Eastern architecture—it is a city of two blossoms.

Despite how lazy and plant-like the moon people are—spending their days either playing shogi and drinking tea by the roadside or napping, merely wishing for a peaceful life—over these immense ages, Moon Capital technology has far surpassed Earth's in any normal timeline.

The moon rabbits, whose individual strength is not great, can fight yōkai at all—partly due to the weapons they now use: guns that fire torrents of bullets instantly, small guns whose rounds explode on impact, pistols that allow control over bullet trajectories…

The variety is almost comparable to Stand attacks.

Moon Capital technology is awe-inspiring.

But beyond these strange technologies, unlike surface rabbits, moon rabbits possess special abilities.

As moon rabbits, they are born able to manipulate wavelengths and perceive the rabbit fluctuations (thought waves) emitted by other moon rabbits regardless of distance.

Each moon rabbit has assigned duties; the most numerous are those managing crops, while others handle tasks such as pounding medicine, cleaning, and Moon Capital security—all entrusted largely to the rabbits.

As a race serving the moon people, rabbits can manipulate waves including light waves, sound waves, spatial waves, waves composing matter and living beings, and waves composing thought and emotion.

Perceiving the rabbit fluctuations of other moon rabbits allows communication with distant companions—this is also why they can monitor the surface.

However, ordinary moon rabbits can only convey simple meanings, not proper conversation; they merely hear the general thoughts of others like distant whispers.

Thus, rumors spread easily among the naturally timid moon rabbits, triggering unrest.

Trained elite moon rabbits, besides mastering all Moon Capital weapons, can fully utilize this innate ability—

"Hey, have you heard? Yōkai from the surface have broken in!"

"Lady Yagi and the others are already fighting!"

"The battle is going badly for our troops—we must regroup!"

"Those who violate the Moon Capital's territory shall be crushed by Seiran!"

"Wait… there's an unusual fluctuation coming from the direction of the Palace of Eternal Cold!"

"The enemy's target is… Lady Chang'e?!"

When the name "Chang'e" was spoken, veteran moon rabbits who had fought in the first lunar counterattack went berserk—those engaged in street battles with yōkai all emerged from unexpected corners.

Unleashing full firepower, they rained extravagant bullets and new explosives upon the low-tier yōkai, forcing them into retreat and making them keenly aware that the times had changed.

…

Riding this "Moon-Energy Iron Horse," one could fly through the air at several times the speed of sound as if walking on flat ground, while generating force-field barriers with effortless passage.

On the surface, such rapid movement would make the surrounding air grow thick and viscous, with immense wind resistance making one feel as if swimming through water, and every supersonic breakthrough would produce a sonic boom.

Unless one used a special technique like "Phoenix Roar of the Heavens" or "Peerless Wind God," every supersonic movement would leave a visible shockwave behind—impossible to hide from any observer, including Jia Ji's own "Thunderstorm Divine Foot."

Had he not seen no Iron Army, Fei Li, or Tian Qi—none of the Four Moon Heads—come to intercept him, Jia Ji would have thought he'd entered a magnetic Moon Capital and was riding some primitive magnetic skateboard.

Thus, Jia Ji took a special liking to this newly requisitioned Iron Horse, naming it "Black King" in just three seconds.

Jia Ji's gaze swept over the buildings, fixing on the direction of the Moon Capital's central keep; his eyes seemed to pierce through obstacles, sensing something profoundly unusual there.

"Mianyue sisters are held by Baoyun Zi and the others; moon rabbit soldiers and lowly yōkai are fighting; the other Moon Sages can't reach here yet; and the Moon Brain who always hindered you has fled to the surface due to crafting the Penglai Pill—now is the Moon Capital's weakest moment…"

What a perfect opportunity. pg

Such a rare chance is truly once in a thousand years.

As he explained the current situation to the golden-haired elder sister behind him, Jia Ji patted his chest confidently: "Sister Chunhu, rest assured—with me here, even Tsukuyomi will have to eat two explosive punches before she can do anything…"

Thinking he could get Chunhu to agree to join him in three sentences, Jia Ji let out a quiet hum:

"I am already undefeated!"

Yet in this blinding speed, Jia Ji suddenly heard a faint voice beside his ear…

"Hey—over there, young man, have a safe journey."

When he turned, he saw a single wing, like the feather of a surface white heron, flash past his vision, followed by a silver-gray shadow trailing behind.

This realization, combined with the earlier words, instantly changed his expression—he felt a chill run down his spine.

Could it be her?

As expected, after the voice faded, as if deliberately contradicting it, his once "docile" mount suddenly went berserk—black smoke spewed from every part of the machine, and strange noises erupted from within, as if its spirit was furious.

The next instant, the out-of-control vehicle burst into flames and plunged downward at even greater speed, carrying the two riders.

"Caw! My Black King!"

Jia Ji, crash landing…

(End of Chapter)