Chapter 8

"Who?"

Hearing someone knock, Facing Facing Cang Luo instinctively replied, then prepared to open the door.

But before Facing Facing Cang Luo could rise, the deep red carved wooden door was pushed open from outside.

Then, a white-clad girl burst in, carrying a fragrant breeze.

After standing still, the white-clad girl saw that Facing Facing Cang Luo had awakened from his coma, and she exclaimed happily: "When did you wake up?"

Half-sitting on the chair, Facing Facing Cang Luo forgot to answer—he was stunned by the sudden appearance of the girl.

Her jet-black hair was tied into two slender buns atop her head, the ends naturally falling past her shoulders and resting on her left chest, utterly adorable.

Her delicate features paired with a fair, clean face resembled an exquisite heroine stepping out of a historical drama.

Gazing at the girl, Facing Facing Cang Luo momentarily lost himself, recalling his ex-girlfriend who had dumped him before his transmigration.

When I get back to Earth, I'll make you kneel and sing "Conquer."

"Have you had enough staring?!" the girl snapped, her fair cheeks flushing red.

"Cough, cough..."

Facing Facing Cang Luo snapped back to reality, deliberately coughing twice to mask his embarrassment, then stood and asked: "May I ask who you are?"

The girl pulled up a chair and sat beside Facing Facing Cang Luo, then introduced herself: "I'm Xuan Qingqing, sixteen years old, an inner sect disciple of the Profound Heaven Sect, at the fifth level of Wu Shi cultivation—you must call me Senior Sister."

Inner sect disciple?

From her words, Facing Facing Cang Luo gathered much information—he realized Profound Heaven Sect disciples were ranked, likely with outer sect disciples too.

And "Wu Shi fifth level" must be the specific cultivation tier—was sixteen years old with this level impressive?

By the way, what's my current cultivation level?

Wait—she just said her name is Xuan Qingqing—could she be a relative of the Sect Master Xuan Hong and Elder Xuan?

Probably, but I should ask.

Facing Facing Cang Luo asked softly: "Xuan... Senior Sister Qingqing, may I ask who are Xuan Hong and Elder Xuan to you?"

Facing Facing Cang Luo had intended to call her "Senior Sister Xuan," but found it awkward, so he switched to "Senior Sister Qingqing"—it felt more intimate.

Xuan Qingqing frowned at Facing Facing Cang Luo's direct use of her father's name: "Xuan Hong is my father—the current Sect Master of the Profound Heaven Sect!

Elder Xuan is my grandfather—the chief Supreme Elder of the Profound Heaven Sect."

Facing Facing Cang Luo froze—holy shit, she's the Sect Master's daughter—I must cultivate this relationship carefully.

Facing Facing Cang Luo scratched his head apologetically: "Sorry, I shouldn't have used the Sect Master's name directly. I just arrived on the Yuanwu Continent—I didn't know he was the Sect Master, and no one told me..."

Xuan Qingqing waved her hand lightly: "It's fine. My father is very kind—you may address him as Sect Master, just like any other Profound Heaven Sect disciple."

"Thank you!" Facing Facing Cang Luo nodded. "Senior Sister Qingqing, could you tell me about the history of the Yuanwu Continent? And about the Profound Heaven Sect and Wu Zhe?"

Facing Facing Cang Luo had wanted to ask these questions yesterday, but with five elders interrogating him, he dared not speak up.

Now it was different—this Senior Sister Qingqing seemed quite approachable.

He hoped she could explain why the map of the Yuanwu Continent resembled Earth so closely, and why they also spoke Chinese.

Xuan Qingqing beamed: "Sure, let Senior Sister give you a proper explanation—but you must tell me about Earth too."

"No problem, Senior Sister, ask anything—I'll answer without holding back."

Facing Facing Cang Luo agreed cheerfully, though internally he plotted to conceal Earth's information technology and nuclear weapons.

"Let me think where to begin..." Xuan Qingqing tapped her forehead with one finger, lost in thought.

To Facing Facing Cang Luo, this look was utterly adorable—he longed to grab her and hug her tightly, nuzzling her cheek.

After a long pause, Xuan Qingqing seemed to have organized her thoughts, staring at the English letters on Facing Facing Cang Luo's short-sleeved shirt: "Two thousand four hundred and ninety-one years ago, when the Yuanwu Continent was not yet called the Yuanwu Continent...

One day, nine strange stars suddenly appeared in the sky, replacing the moon and becoming the nine moons of the Yuanwu Continent.

This event is historically known as 'Nine Stars Swallowing the Moon.'"

"Nine Stars Swallowing the Moon?!"

Facing Facing Cang Luo's heart tightened—he realized the nine strange stars Xuan Qingqing mentioned were precisely the nine moons orbiting the Yuanwu Continent that he had seen through the satellite during his coma.

Recalling the milky white mist covering the moon's surface, he suspected something strange lay hidden there—perhaps a staggering secret.

Xuan Qingqing continued: "After the Nine Stars Swallowing the Moon phenomenon, some people sensed a new substance emerging in nature—one that allowed all living things to cultivate.

Later, it was named 'Yuan Li,' and from that moment on, the ancestors of the Huaxia people renamed this world 'Yuanwu Continent.'"

Facing Facing Cang Luo nodded, guessing that the Yuan Li Xuan Qingqing described was precisely the strange substance he had sensed in the air moments ago.

So I can cultivate?

Facing Facing Cang Luo decided to ask Xuan Qingqing later how to cultivate—he must first understand the basic facts of the Yuanwu Continent.

He pressed: "What happened after Yuan Li appeared?"

"After Yuan Li appeared, some people became Wu Zhe. Meanwhile, the seven Huaxia states, already embroiled in war, fought an unprecedented conflict over cultivation resources, resulting in countless deaths," Xuan Qingqing sighed.

"Which seven states?" Facing Facing Cang Luo thought of the soldiers he had seen via satellite patrolling the Great Wall.

Xuan Qingqing counted on her fingers, speaking slowly: "Qin, Qi, Yan, Han, Zhao, Wei, and the Great Chu Empire, where the Profound Heaven Sect is located."

"Impossible?!"

Hearing the names of the seven states, Facing Facing Cang Luo suddenly leapt from his chair, utterly stunned.

When Xuan Qingqing mentioned 2491 years ago, Facing Facing Cang Luo had been trying to recall which Chinese dynasty that corresponded to—but he couldn't remember.

Then, when she named the seven Huaxia states, it struck him—2491 years ago was precisely the Warring States period!

Identical names for the seven states—how could this be? Coincidence?

"What's impossible?" Xuan Qingqing didn't understand why he was so shocked—were these seven states strange?

Facing Facing Cang Luo sat back down, solemn: "What happened next? How long did the war among the seven states last?"

Xuan Qingqing shrugged: "It didn't last long—because one day, a Wu Zhe from Qin reached Wu Wang, gaining the ability to fly.

He flew beyond what previous generations had believed was 'all under heaven,' and discovered lands and populations far vaster than the so-called 'all under heaven.'"

Then he returned to Huaxia and informed the seven kings of his observations; as a result, the seven states swiftly ended their civil war and immediately began campaigns to conquer the true world.

Facing Facing Cang Luo nodded, recalling a joke often circulated by Earth netizens.

What if the Qin state of that time had known that the territory it ruled was merely a drop in the ocean compared to the entire world?

Some believed it might have unified Earth, while others thought it could at most conquer the Eurasian continent, let alone Africa and the Americas.

After all, several oceans lay in between; the navigation technology of that era could not possibly span such oceans.

But the seven Huaxia states of this world were different; since the continental plate consisted of only one landmass, unifying the entire world was entirely possible.

No, unifying the Yuanwu Continent.

"Did the seven Huaxia states unify the Yuanwu Continent?" Facing Facing Cang Luo asked curiously.

"Hmph! Of course."

Seeing Xuan Qingqing raised a finger and said proudly, "In one hundred days, merely one hundred days, the seven Huaxia states partitioned the entire Yuanwu Continent and established the seven great empires that have passed down to the present day.

It is just that the Qi state has now been replaced by the Yuan state, while those stinking, filthy barbarians can only survive on the fringes of the Yuanwu Continent and on some islands."

As Xuan Qingqing narrated, Facing Facing Cang Luo listened, feeling his blood boil as if the Champion Marquis Huo Qubing had possessed him.

Those who offend Huaxia, though far, shall surely be punished!