Chapter 1401: Arrival! A Remarkable Figure Has Arrived!

Although the duration of control was brief.

But the sensation of having one's consciousness entirely dominated left Yueying both shocked and uneasy.

Moreover, as the Elven Princess, she had never imagined she would ever lose control like this.

Especially since she had no idea what had actually happened during that time!

So she blurted out the question without thinking.

But Xu Jingming was stunned.

Dude, you ask like that, it makes it sound like you actually did something.

So he quickly said:

"I didn't expect the release to succeed—I just did a simple motion test."

"One, do you have the video footage from just now? Play it back."

After entering the ship, One had taken over the room's intelligent controls; it should have recorded the footage.

Sure enough, One's voice echoed through the room:

"Understood, Master."

Shhh-shhh-shhh—

A series of virtual light beams coalesced into a holographic projection.

It was the scene of Yueying being ordered to perform several movements.

Seeing this, Xu Jingming finally exhaled in relief.

If there had been no video evidence, he would have been utterly defenseless.

"Sorry, I got carried away just now."

Yueying now calmed her emotions and spoke with a hint of apology.

Xu Jingming usually paid her little attention; he wouldn't have taken advantage of her in that moment.

She should have thought this through earlier.

"It's fine." Xu Jingming showed understanding.

The consciousness sea is the most vital part of a cultivator.

Once controlled by another, the outcome is a slavery worse than death.

If it were him, he would likely react the same way.

Of course, he would never let others treat him as a test subject.

"What mental combat technique did you just release? Why does it feel so powerful?"

After the misunderstanding was cleared, Yueying asked, puzzled.

Because she hadn't paid much attention to this technique, she hadn't been on guard—her spirit was relaxed.

Yet even so, as an Elven royal with Silver Moon bloodline, she wasn't easily controlled.

"Mind Control."

After a pause, Xu Jingming added: "T5 level."

"T5 level?!"

Yueying sucked in a sharp breath, her gray eyes widening in shock:

"When did you learn such a high-tier mental combat technique? And you never used it in the Talent Tournament?"

As the Elven Princess, Yueying knew well how rare and difficult a T5-level combat technique was.

Even for Star-Class experts specializing in mental arts.

Mastering a T5-level mental technique requires years, even decades, of grueling cultivation.

Yet Xu Jingming's path is that of an Elementalist, primarily cultivating Lightning and Destruction Principles...

"I've been learning it all along; I only just mastered it recently."

Xu Jingming smiled.

If he told her he had already perfected this technique to its fullest extent,

Yueying would be utterly dumbfounded.

"Your talent is just... insane..."

Yueying couldn't help whispering in awe.

She was, after all, the most outstanding genius of the Elven race in nearly a million years.

Yet before Xu Jingming, she felt not the slightest advantage.

Although there had been a minor hiccup, Xu Jingming had at least confirmed that Mind Control's power was indeed impressive.

Of course, this was also because Yueying hadn't regarded him as an enemy and had remained unguarded from start to finish.

But Yueying's own spiritual force was extremely strong, and she possessed the Silver Moon bloodline.

Most Star-Class One or Two cultivators probably couldn't resist his Mind Control.

Another hour passed.

Xu Jingming, Yueying, Yanji, and Lan Yu gathered in the ship's main control room.

On the main screen appeared a gray-brown planet.

Its surface was covered with crisscrossing ore vein traces, looking overall like a metal sphere clawed by countless talons.

"This is Meteorite Star.

The Eternal Star Alliance has a base and liaison personnel here, likely in the northern hemisphere.

Let's land there first."

Yueying spoke in a soft, clear voice.

At this moment, the Silver Moon Wings had long since exceeded light speed, and its flight speed was not fast.

Of course, as an S1-class starship, its stealth capabilities were exceptional.

Even though numerous surveillance satellites were clearly deployed along the meteorite star's orbital path, they could not detect their presence.

Meteorite Star, Northern Hemisphere.

Deep within a vast, rolling mountain range.

Gray-brown peaks pierced the clouds, and amid swirling mists, a few figures could barely be seen standing atop the summits.

A middle-aged man in a gray robe stood with his hands behind his back, gazing calmly into the distance.

Behind him stood two young people, a man and a woman.

"Master, we've been tracking the Holy Spirit Cult's mission for years—just as we're about to catch a lead, why are you suddenly submitting it? Are you just handing it over to the Star Dome Academy?"

The young man, tall and proud-faced, frowned tightly, his tone tinged with irritation.

The girl beside him had a delicate face; though silent, her eyes carried a hint of resentment.

"I don't want to do this either."

The middle-aged man sighed faintly, his gaze still fixed on the horizon, his voice low:

"The Holy Spirit Cult is deeply hidden. We've spent years but still cannot pinpoint their core."

"This mission's difficulty has exceeded our capabilities. Dragging it out further would only waste time."

As the pinnacle power of the cosmic human race, the Eternal Star Alliance was immense.

Beyond its core members, it had countless peripheral members.

They were among them.

Generally, the Eternal Star Alliance's missions were divided into two types.

One type was assigned directly to peripheral members; the other to core members.

There was also a third scenario: when peripheral personnel failed, the mission was reassigned to core members.

They were now in this third scenario.

Having stayed on Meteorite Star for twenty-three years, they had uncovered some traces of the Holy Spirit Cult—but none sufficient for conviction.

With no other option, he had to resubmit the mission.

And just days ago, he received word.

A core member of the Star Dome Academy had taken the mission and would arrive soon.

He had no objection to this.

But his two students were different.

It meant all twenty-three years they'd spent on Meteorite Star had come to nothing.

"But can those Star Dome Academy people really do better than us?"

The young man snorted coldly, his tone brimming with defiance:

"I admit their talent is stronger than ours.

But that doesn't mean they have an advantage in intelligence gathering! What if they can't find any leads?

Worse—if they act boldly, without concealment,

and alarm the Holy Spirit Cult, won't all our years of effort be wasted?"

The middle-aged man finally turned his gaze away, looking at his disciples, and shook his head:

The middle-aged man finally withdrew his gaze and turned to his disciple, shaking his head.

"How won't they?"

The young man still wanted to argue, when suddenly—

The young man still wanted to argue, but just then.

A low hum suddenly echoed through the sky, as if the very space trembled slightly.

A low hum suddenly echoed through the sky, as if the entire space were trembling slightly.

Above, the once-calm sky suddenly rippled, and then a massive silver-white vessel slowly emerged.

It was a streamlined starship, its surface shimmering with dreamlike energy patterns like flowing mercury.

Crescent-shaped energy wings extended along its sides, gleaming under the starlight.

The entire vessel hovered silently high above, like an object from beyond the heavens, radiating a suffocating aura of pressure.

"Is this… a starship? Why does it look so luxurious?"

The girl's eyes widened, her pale cheeks flushed slightly with awe.

The young man's pupils contracted sharply, his breath pausing for an instant.

This starship was clearly not of the same class as those they usually saw.

"This shape and engine signature—it's definitely an A-class, or even higher than A-class starship!"

The middle-aged man froze, unable to suppress his exclamation:

"This time… it seems we've got some extraordinary big shots arriving!"

This time, it seems a group of extraordinary great ones have arrived!