Chapter 191

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Protagonist:

Xuan Ge

Inside the Astral Express's Observation Car, the lamplight was soft.

Ji Zi stood before the Observation Window, looking at the Shenwu Warships outside that occupied nearly the entire galaxy, her brows furrowing slightly.

Those dense warships exuded a suffocating majesty, stirring a trace of unease in her heart.

Suddenly, a black-and-gold warship slowly approached, running parallel to the Astral Express.

Ji Zi was silent for a moment, then turned to look at Pam, her tone carrying a hint of helplessness: "Conductor, trouble you."

"Ah? But aren't they bad people?" Pam sprawled over the console, her little paws rubbing together, her face full of entanglement.

She had long heard that the Shenwu Army was now regarded as "big villains" by all sides, and really didn't want to open the door.

Welt adjusted the glasses on his nose bridge, comforting in a calm tone: "It's fine, we're here."

In his heart he knew clearly, this was merely a surface pretext.

With Xuan Ge's current strength, if the Astral Express refused to open the door, the other side would only forcibly breach the hatch.

Rather than making things ugly, better to be dignified about it and wait and see.

"Okay then, Pam~" Pam's ears drooped, she ran quickly into the console and began debugging the equipment, docking the hatch with the warship outside.

A moment later, the hatch slowly opened, and a black-and-gold figure walked in with measured steps.

The figure stood tall, a faint majesty radiating from his whole body, his aura full and imposing.

Dan Heng raised his eyes to look; the visitor was Xuan Ge, and his expression sank slightly.

Xuan Ge's attire was no longer the cloud-white cloud-pattern of before, but had been changed to the five-clawed golden dragon pattern symbolizing imperial authority, the black-gold fabric setting off his nobility even more.

He let out a light sigh; at this moment, he had completely fathomed Xuan Ge's intentions.

After the Third Abundance War, the Shen Wu Xian Zhou chose silence, originally to leave enough face for all sides in the Huan Yu.

But those Aeons were too arrogant, daring to strike at Xuan Ge's son, forcibly binding Xuan Yao and Xuan Xing to Paths.

This was Xuan Ge's reverse scale, absolutely impossible to tolerate.

"General Shenwei..." Ji Zi steadied herself, bowed slightly, and spoke to Xuan Ge in a respectful tone.

She dared not show the slightest negligence, clearly aware that the strength of the person before her was unfathomable.

"Herta, Navigator of the Astral Express." Xuan Ge spoke blandly, his gaze sweeping over everyone, his tone gentle.

"No need to be nervous, I'm just here as a guest; let's all enter the Luo Fu and sit down to talk."

He passed by everyone and walked straight to the sofa to sit down, raising his hand to signal everyone else to sit as well.

This move left everyone completely bewildered; clearly they were on the Astral Express, yet they instead had the illusion of being the outsiders.

"It's you!" Xing's eyes lit up, pointing at Xuan Ge, just about to step forward and examine him closely.

Her wrist hadn't even lifted when Welt grabbed the back of her collar with one hand and pulled her back.

"Sorry, Xing's curiosity is a bit excessive, much offense." Welt nodded slightly, explaining with a tone carrying a hint of apology.

Xuan Ge's face was like a spring breeze, not a trace of displeasure on his face, smiling in reply: "It's nothing."

He lifted his chin slightly, his gaze falling on Xing's pocket: "After all, she has the jade pendant I personally bestowed on her."

"This is yours?"

Xing froze for a moment, then hurriedly fished out a warm, smooth jade pendant from her pocket and held it up before Xuan Ge to ask.

"Mhm~" Xuan Ge nodded lightly, a trace of hard-to-detect amusement flashing in his eyes.

This jade pendant was wheedled from him by Kafka; for her sake, Kafka truly expended no small amount of thought.

If crushed, and if he himself was nearby, then he would come.

This counted as his contract with Kafka; he would certainly protect Xing.

"General Shenwei, what is your purpose?" Ji Zi still dared not sit down, asking warily.

She simply couldn't believe Xuan Ge would merely come to "be a guest."

"Sit." Xuan Ge glanced blandly at everyone, his tone flat yet carrying an unrefusable majesty.

Dan Heng lightly patted Ji Zi's shoulder, saying in a low voice: "It's fine, sit down and talk."

He knew Xuan Ge's temperament; the more one refused, the more likely it was to provoke Xuan Ge's anger.

Ji Zi hesitated a moment, then nodded, and sat on the sofa opposite Xuan Ge together with Welt and Xing.

A gentle smile appeared on Xuan Ge's face, his tone relaxed: "I bear no ill will toward the Astral Express."

"I simply want to ride the Astral Express to the Luo Fu for a look; it's been a long time since I went back."

Welt and Ji Zi exchanged a glance, silent.

Just now, Xuan Ge's two simple words of "Sit" had already exposed his personality — overbearing, brooking no dissent.

If they refused, who knew if Xuan Ge would fly into a rage; the two could only subconsciously look toward Dan Heng, seeking his opinion.

"Very well." Dan Heng spoke slowly, his tone calm.

Xuan Ge probably just wanted to use the Astral Express's name to enter the Luo Fu, and had no intention of truly harming them.

Ji Zi nodded, turned to look at Xuan Ge, and said respectfully: "Please wait patiently, General."

"The Luofu Tianshu Division has not yet cleared the Astral Express for entry; we still need to wait a bit."

Dan Heng stood up, glanced at Xuan Ge, said nothing more, and walked toward the adjacent car.

Xuan Ge smiled, stood up and followed, clearly having something he wanted to say to him alone.

Inside the Observation Car, March 7th sat curled in the corner of the sofa hugging her knees, her body slightly curled up.

Her eyes were full of timidity, her fingertips tightly clutching the hem of her clothes, her face pale.

This man often appeared in her dreams, making her both afraid and at a loss.

"What's wrong, March 7th?" Ji Zi perceived her abnormality, walked over and sat beside her, asking gently in a soft tone.

"Ji Zi... I... I..." March 7th opened her mouth, but didn't know how to begin.

She couldn't very well say that she might have an unclear relationship with this man, even dreamed of him.

"It's okay~ I'm here~" Ji Zi smiled gently, raised her hand and lightly rubbed her hair strands, her tone soothing.

Actually, Ji Zi had long seen that March 7th was not ordinary.

When March 7th melted out of the Six-Phase Ice back then, just looking at her sleeping appearance gave off an inexplicable married-woman aura.

Although she had the appearance of a young girl, that kind of temperament absolutely could not be mistaken.

"March 7th, do you recognize him?" Xing came over, asking with a face full of curiosity, her eyes full of probing.

"I... saw him in a dream..."

March 7th's voice grew smaller and smaller, her cheeks instantly flushing red, her head burying even lower.

Where was that an ordinary dream, it was clearly a spring dream; the her in the dream, eyes bloodshot, appearance so crazy that even she herself dared not recall.

In the adjacent carriage, Dan Heng looked at the old friend before him, smiling helplessly.

He reached out and touched the dragon-patterned fabric on Xuan Ge, his tone carrying a few points of teasing:

"I thought when you came in, your opening line would be 'How We are doing this and that'."

"What's wrong with 'We'?"

Xuan Ge raised an eyebrow, a mocking smile appearing on his face, deliberately imitating an emperor's tone as he spoke.

"No more joking."

Dan Heng put away the smile on his face, his expression instantly turning serious, staring straight at Xuan Ge.

"Xuan Ge, you want to unify the Xian Zhou, but one improper move by you will make you a tyrant in history."

"Are you Dan Feng, or Dan Heng?"

Xuan Ge did not answer his question, instead staring straight into Dan Heng's eyes, asking seriously in a sincere tone.

"I am the Dragon Venerate of the Shen Wu Xian Zhou." Dan Heng answered with displeasure, his eyes carrying a few points of helplessness.

He knew Xuan Ge was probing his stance.

Xuan Ge put an arm around Dan Heng's shoulder, patted his back, tone relaxed: "Then that's settled, I won't indiscriminately kill innocents."

"You still intend to make the Xian Zhou bleed?" Dan Heng frowned, his tone heavy.

This time he completely confirmed that Xuan Ge was determined to kill all who opposed him.

Xuan Ge released Dan Heng, his expression becoming incomparably serious, speaking word by word: "The Xianzhou Alliance, these two words 'Alliance', should be removed."

"What We want to do is Unify the Six Directions; from now on, there is only the Xian Zhou, no Alliance."

His tone was firm, his eyes flashing with an emperor's ambition and resolve.

Dan Heng took a deep breath, suppressed the turmoil in his heart, and asked: "What is the Astral Express's mission?"

He worried the Astral Express's mission would conflict with Xuan Ge's plans.

"I currently have no qualification to command, but the Astral Express had best continue on." Xuan Ge patted Dan Heng's shoulder, signaling him to relax.

"Don't let Us catch up to you, otherwise you'll only be able to stay on the Xian Zhou and witness Us Unify the Six Directions."

His tone carried a few points of jest, yet also hid a thread of warning.

Xuan Ge turned and walked toward the Observation Car.

Entering the carriage, seeing March 7th looking scared stiff all over, he did not say much.

Chang Ye Yue's mission is at Weng Fa Luo Si, gathering enough intelligence for him; this matter is not urgent.

He has more important things to do; as for March 7th, there will be plenty of time later to figure out the connection between the two of them.

Even if Tie Mu is born early, he also does not fear it in the slightest.

At worst, just shoot an arrow over and directly erase it.

To him, Tie Mu is good to have, fine without; it's merely losing a killing tool.