Chapter 174

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Protagonist:

Xuan Ge

The boundless Huan Yu stretches without end; the Astral Express sails slowly along the silent Star Rail like a firefly cutting through the darkness.

Inside the train's Party Car, a cozy warmth fills the air.

March 7th cradles a bottle of blue-green fruit drink, tilts her head back and takes a sip — her pink-blue eyes instantly brighten as if studded with stars, brimming with delight.

She turns to look at the red-haired beauty beside her, shaking the fruit-drink bottle happily:

"Wow~ Sister Ji Zi~ this fruit drink from the Shen Wu Xian Zhou is way too good! You try some~"

Dan Heng, sitting beside Welt and quietly savoring clear wine, hears the four words "Shen Wu Xian Zhou" and his eyelid twitches violently.

Immediately afterward Dan Heng speaks in a flat tone yet with a hint of insistence: "March, it's Shen Wu Xian Zhou."

"Huh? Is that so?"

March 7th blinks, picks up the bottle and examines it closely, but seeing the Xianzhou script dancing across the bottle she instantly deflates, waving her hand dismissively.

"Aiya~ Dan Heng don't be so pedantic, I'm not a native Xianzhou person, not understanding the exclusive script is totally normal~"

"......" Dan Heng closes his eyes, a helpless long sigh rising in his heart, thoughts surging in an instant.

Chang Ye Yue, I promised you I'd take good care of her just after she woke... that part is correct.

But you — you didn't leave March 7th a shred of memory, wiped it all clean!

He once worked at an interstellar corporation division following the script Ren gave, only to be hunted madly by Ren in return.

He even once doubted that so-called script was just a farce Ren scribbled at random.

Only by chance boarding the Astral Express and accepting Ji Zi's invitation to become a train Guardian did he finally settle down temporarily.

And Chang Ye Yue's way of boarding the train was even more bizarre.

She actually used Six-Phase Ice to wrap herself completely, crashing straight into the train like an ice meteor.

After the ice melted, Dan Heng saw the familiar Chang Ye Yue, but after two days together he fell completely silent:

Chang Ye Yue had erased all of March 7th's related memories...

The current her is like a..... forget it...

"Hehe~ little March, when you have time you can learn more about Shen Wu Xian Zhou's culture; its heritage is quite remarkable."

Welt smiles, picking up an identical fruit drink, and suggests softly.

March 7th scratches her pink hair, her little face showing a tiny reluctance:

"Aiya~ but I really can't read it~ what 'Heaven sends down an adult to tear people apart', winding around and around, completely incomprehensible~"

"It is 'Heaven entrusts a great task to this person'." Dan Heng opens his eyes and states blandly, precisely correcting the phrase she misread.

March 7th spreads her hands helplessly, an innocent 'give up' expression on her face.

Seeing this, Ji Zi laughs and rubs her soft hair, tone indulgent:

"Don't want to learn then don't learn; we're here, no need to force yourself."

Ji Zi's face wears a gentle smile, yet worry hides deep in her heart.

Shen Wu Xian Zhou has been silent for many years, not a stir toward the outside.

Yet every major and minor power in Huan Yu is secretly on guard, terrified the Divine Might General might suddenly strike.

The Astral Express is no exception.

She most fears that when the train enters the Shen Wu Xing Xi, March 7th's temperament might unintentionally offend that General who shakes Huan Yu, bringing catastrophe.

Today's Shen Wu is already an existence Huan Yu dreads.

The General's two legitimate sons — one entered the sect of Luofu Divine Strategy General Jing Yuan, deeply valued by the Hunt forces;

the other is the Destruction Path's chosen, the Prince of all Destruction, even of the Antimatter Legion.

Rumors even spread earlier that the Destruction Prince led troops to invade Luofu, clashing with Divine Strategy Disciples, only for the truth to come out in the end.

This was merely the two brothers privately deploying troops and formations, testing strategies against each other.

Such confidence and strength make all sides dare not slight Shen Wu in the slightest.

Welt pushes up his glasses, staring at the emergency message on his phone screen, expression suddenly turning grave, and announces to everyone:

"Get ready, we are about to enter Herta Kong Jian Zhan."

"Asta just sent a distress signal; the space station is under siege by the Antimatter Legion."

"Hmph~ just a tiny Destruction Legion, watch this miss take them down one arrow each!"

March 7th instantly perks up, hands on hips, face full of confidence.

Dan Heng remains silent as ever, but his brows furrow slightly.

He seems to faintly perceive a familiar aura.

It is his big nephew's pressure, faint yet making his heart leap with joy.

Simultaneously, inside Herta Kong Jian Zhan, the atmosphere is oddly comical.

The true body, currently on Shen Wu Xian Zhou, remotely controls a delicate puppet.

Xiao Hei Ta crosses her arms, glaring at Xuan Ge and Kafka with puffed cheeks, her soft voice carrying displeasure:

"Hey, you two take me way too lightly!"

"Right in front of me, using the Stellaron I personally captured, and so matter-of-factly — do you really treat my space station like a public venue?"

Hei Ta always feels like she's been cuckolded to her face.

To the side, Yin Lang sits cross-legged on the experiment table, legs swinging leisurely, blowing a pink bubble from her mouth, tone dripping with mockery:

"Hilarious, there's even a little Herta here."

Xiao Herta instantly bristled, letting out a cold huff: "Little Yin Lang, you'd better not fall into my hands, or you'll have a bad time!"

"Tch, Xiao Herta."

Yin Lang deliberately bit down hard on the word "Little," precisely striking Herta's sore spot, making the Xiao Herta puppet tremble all over with rage.

"Heh! Little Yin Lang! Just you wait, when you grow up you'd better be bigger than me!"

Herta shouted defiantly, her heart full of competitiveness over her figure.

Yin Lang shrugged indifferently, blew a bubble that popped, and casually spat out a string of vulgar words:

"Tch~ It's not like I haven't seen yours before."

"Your whole body isn't even as big as the General's, so even if I don't grow, I'm still stronger than you."

"You!" Herta's eyes instantly reddened with anger.

Herta controlled Xiao Herta to pounce directly, engaging in an offline real-person PK with Yin Lang.

Listening to Yin Lang's words, Xuan Ge couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, his face full of helplessness.

Kafka, on the other hand, let out a light laugh, no longer paying attention to the two fooling around, cradling the Stellaron in her hands and slowly pressing it into the chest of the Star before her, murmuring softly:

"Time to wake up~"

Watching Star slowly open his eyes, Kafka turned her head to look at Xuan Ge, her tone gentle:

"Husband, he's here, you go take a look at him."

Star looked blankly at the black-haired, golden-eyed man before him, just about to speak, when he saw the man's figure instantly turn into a streak of light and disappear inside the space station.

In the vast starry sky outside the Herta Kong Jian Zhan.

Xuan Xing, dressed in pure white clothes, sat cross-legged atop the head of a strangely shaped Doomsday Beast.

A pitch-black star ring encircled his eyes, one hand propping up his cheek, staring boredly at the space station below, his face full of inner conflict.

Go in, and I'm afraid of angering Big Sister Herta;

Don't go in, and I'm afraid Mother Consort will blame me;

If I hurt Star, I'm afraid of angering Consort Fu, causing Sister to make Yin Lang not play with me.

Xuan Xing couldn't help but sigh, full of worries.

Suddenly, a familiar gentle breath came from behind, Xuan Xing turned his head, his eyes instantly brightening, and he called out crisply:

"Father~"

Xuan Ge sat cross-legged opposite him, raising a hand to gently stroke Xuan Xing's soft gray hair, a long-lost longing welling in his eyes:

"Grown up."

Xuan Xing happily rubbed against Xuan Ge's palm, grinning:

"Hehe~ I'm still a tiny bit shorter than Older Brother, but I'll definitely catch up to him soon!"

He paused, his expression dimming slightly, and said softly: "By the way, Father, Mother Consort she..... misses you very much."

Xuan Ge nodded, his gaze turning toward the Herta Kong Jian Zhan below, his tone calm yet carrying determination:

"I will naturally go see her, and also go see Nanuk."

"Father....." Xuan Xing looked at Xuan Ge's suddenly revealed indifferent expression, lowering his eyes slightly.

The Aeon of Destruction Nanuk, during one of his outings, first imprisoned him, then imprisoned Mother Consort.

Nanuk also treated him as the Chosen of Destruction, bringing him to the Destruction headquarters, thus thoroughly separating him from Father.

The universe was silent, Shen Wu remained silent and soundless.

But undercurrents were already surging in the stardust, a game concerning Paths, family ties, and power had only just opened its prologue.