Chapter 2320: Home After Three Million Years

Xianmen Star Gate.

This is the passage connecting the ancient god domain of Jiu Ling Yu in Xianmen to the outside world, isolated inside and out, with causality sealed; even an Emperor Realm cultivator cannot forcibly break through the blockade of this grand formation to enter the core area of Xianmen.

For many years, Xianmen has strictly enforced the national policy of internal and external isolation, never wavering.

The Dao Ting is the Dao Ting, Xianmen is Xianmen.

The Dao Ting prioritizes the interests of all cultivators in Wu Jin Kong Kong and the Human Emperor, while Xianmen only stands on the position and interests of citizens; these two cannot be conflated.

Among Xianmen citizens, many cultivators serve in various administrative, military, and scientific roles in the Dao Ting outside Xianmen, or travel; Xianmen Star Gate always has people queuing, endless and continuous, with starlight sprinkling on these cultivators—male and female, ugly and handsome, old and young, with cultivation levels ranging from Qi Refining to quasi-Emperor.

All these cultivators are queuing, with no one using special channels; all are the same, even quasi-Emperors mix in the crowd to queue, everything taken for granted.

The quasi-Emperor himself considers it natural, and Qi Refining cultivators show no panic.

On the contrary, a group of Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment cultivators excitedly ask a queuing quasi-Emperor citizen for homework advice, their faces full of eager respect.

This quasi-Emperor cultivator appears dazed, yet he does not refuse questions from surrounding citizens, casually allocating a thread of soul computational power to handle various matters.

At this moment, at the end of the queue, three unremarkable cultivators arrive and honestly join the line.

This scene is very ordinary, attracting no attention.

The three consist of two women and one man; the man follows the queue forward while glancing left and right, like a first-time rural visitor.

The two very beautiful girls, however, look shocked and dazed, as if in a dream.

The two are scorched outside and tender inside from lightning, extremely unaccustomed to this state of the Human Emperor.

"Young Master..."

Gong Caiyu cannot help but glance again at the blue-clad youth beside her.

Recalling the first time she saw him, he was indifferent and aloof, appearing amiable and polite but actually extremely arrogant, viewing all human order as ants; if he couldn't defeat them, he would often leave or flee, and once defeated, all places would become execution grounds of the Tushan Law.

Where have I ever seen him so honest and obedient?

This is nothing short of an illusion!

The Fu Sang Empress is even more dazed, her steps light and airy, her eyes nearly turning into little hearts.

The Human Emperor in this state is too adorable!

Clearly the Human Emperor, now he resembles a primary school child—everything is proper and orderly, completely different from his past state of transcending heaven, merging with the Great Dao, and being indifferent.

More like, he shows a human side.

"Your Majesty,"

"You have overly indulged your sect."

The Fu Sang Empress praises, speaking from the interests and position of the Human Emperor.

"Not indulgence."

"This is the citizens' duty, power and responsibility."

Jiang Ding does not agree.

These various rules, equating himself with ordinary Qi Refining citizens, queuing honestly together—hard to understand for outside cultivators, but long habitual for him and many citizens; mutual trust among citizens far exceeds that of any other organization.

While chatting idly, the queue reaches them.

"May I ask what business you need to handle?"

This time, the will of the Central Formation Spirit Computer personally handles it.

Not a privilege, but because Fu Sang Empress and Gong Caiyu both possess Emperor-level power, which for Xianmen is a major security threat; such individuals entering Xianmen are equivalent to a foreign heavy armored group army entering for military exercises, requiring approval from the Xianmen Assembly.

As for Jiang Ding, this is unnecessary—he can follow the regular process, for he is a citizen.

"Formation Spirit Senior, I come to apply for a travel visa and handle temporary citizen procedures."

"Guarantor, citizen Jiang Ding."

Fu Sang Empress hands over an application document, speaking calmly.

Unlike when facing the Human Emperor, now she is dignified and noble, like the Queen Mother of the Nine Heavens, proud and transcendent, possessing an aura of ruling the world.

A mere Emperor-level Formation Spirit cannot make her set aside her pride.

Besides the Human Emperor being special, to her, all human beings are ordinary.

"Now processing your application..."

"The Citizens' Assembly is handling your request..."

The will of the Central Formation Spirit Computer slowly flows by, handling various matters; after a long while, an application form stamped with at least a hundred seals returns to Fu Sang Empress's hand.

Gong Caiyu immediately proceeds with her own application procedures, similar to Fu Sang Empress.

The three follow the slightly crowded queue through the Star Gate, exit the super teleportation formation, and then truly arrive under the starry sky of Xianmen.

"Here, is my home."

Jiang Ding smiles.

He leads the two women forward one step, and in the next moment appears within the Tai Yang Xi of Xianmen, then in the next moment on Xianmen's mother star, then in Fu Lin Residential Area.

This apartment building from his youth has never been demolished; even after over three million years it still exists, unchanged in the slightest—every flower and grass, half-old not new everywhere, the tiny gaps in the stairs, the advertisements at the stairwell... everything is exactly as it was when his mother fell asleep over three million years ago.

This residential area is immortal.

Because the Human Emperor's sword intent is attached to it, this area can endure for hundreds of millions of years without change.

This is not a desolate building, a museum-like thing, but a residential area always inhabited; outside the area, people come and go, elders with children, couples strolling after dinner, junior high students rushing home, groups of middle-aged women dancing in the square...

All of this is exactly the same as many years ago!

Human beings, reincarnated through countless lifetimes, time having passed unknown ages, yet still this human world!

Jiang Ding's heart inexplicably trembles, moved.

Since his mother fell asleep, he has not come here for over three million years, for without her, this place is no longer home.

"Here, was my home in youth."

Jiang Ding spoke softly.

The Fusang Emperor and Empress, along with Gong Caiyu, felt their hearts tremble.

They followed the blue-clad youth step by step into the building filled with strong exotic charm, etching every detail of their surroundings into memory, as if by doing so they could spend the Emperor's childhood together with him, and their bond instantly grew much closer.

"Little brother, are you here to find someone?"

An old man curiously eyed these three strangers; they were truly handsome.

"No, sir."

"I've been a long-time resident here, just haven't come back for some years; now I want to clean up a bit."

Jiang Ding took out a bunch of keys, jingled them, and said with a smile.

"Long-time resident, haven't been back for years?"

"Nonsense! I grew up here as an old man, and I've never seen you before."

"You must be..."

The old man strained his memory, carefully scrutinized the blue-clad youth, then realized something and sucked in a breath of cold air: "You'd better not call me sir anymore, I'm afraid it'll shorten my life."

"I'd estimate your age is at least two cycles older than mine, maybe more."

He immediately noticed that the trio's aura somewhat resembled that of high-level cultivators.

The old homes here, I'd estimate, haven't been returned to for at least dozens or even hundreds of years—all are ancient monsters!

"... Haha!"

"Your discernment is keen!"

Jiang Ding felt a bit embarrassed, dragging the two women, who were struggling to suppress their laughter, as they hurried upstairs.

(End of chapter)