Chapter 159: 159. Elimination (Requesting Subscription)

159. Chapter 159: Elimination (Requesting Subscription)

The universe is vast and boundless.

It has housed countless civilizations for untold years of exploration, yet no sentient being has ever discovered its edge.

A dark star region.

On a certain crimson planet.

Liu Wei hovered midair, wind and thunder swirling around him, faintly coalescing into lightning.

Around him, a group of clones, each bearing identical faces, unleashed their martial arts in a frenzied assault.

Domain forces entwined—frost, blades, massive rocks, thunder—hammering ceaselessly.

Liu Wei's eyes remained calm as water, his will sharp as a blade, severing each mental attack one by one.

Then, his body moved—his muscles flowed like liquid, erupting in astonishing Heavenly Gang Qi: "Heavenly Gang Body!"

BOOM!

His fists struck like mountains, knocking down clone after clone.

The clones fell but remained expressionless, unharmed, and rose immediately, no longer joining the assault.

Finally, Liu Wei slowly withdrew his fists; behind him stood a thirty-man squad.

"What do you think of our clone legion?"

A one-eyed instructor approached, his gaze toward Liu Wei carrying a hint of satisfaction.

"Not impressive… After consciousness infusion, they possess martial skill proficiency, but they're rigid, their martial will as fragile as tofu…"

Liu Wei shook his head: "Besides… they have no future. Breaking through to Jin Dan is unlikely; becoming a Wu Sheng is impossible."

"Correct. Clones are merely cannon fodder. Our rebellion's true elite are always you young ones."

The one-eyed instructor laughed heartily: "The Federation's current governor is reckless and war-mongering, fighting the Saiyabo civilization over the Eternal Crystal mines… The war is stalemated. Our chance is coming."

"What's the plan? Which planet are we striking?"

Liu Wei seemed already accustomed to this.

"This time, we're going big—exposing the Federation's weakness at the cradle of all humanity!"

The one-eyed instructor's face glowed with fanaticism.

"What? You're planning to stir trouble on Blue Star?"

Liu Wei's eyes widened: "Don't drag me into your suicide mission!"

What kind of place is Blue Star?

The very heart of the Blue Star Federation, teeming with countless experts, its defenses impenetrable.

The rebellion can cause chaos on remote planets, but launching a direct assault on Blue Star? Not only is success nearly impossible.

Even if you score some victories, won't you just invite overwhelming retaliation from the Blue Star Federation?

"Don't worry—the upper command has a flawless plan…"

The one-eyed instructor chuckled: "This is our best chance to make our name known!"

Liu Wei's lips twitched, then fell silent.

The higher you rise, the more you realize the terror of the Blue Star Federation!

Compared to its countless planets and billions of people, the rebellion's numbers are negligible—barely even shrimp.

That's why they're forced to create clone legions.

Having joined for so many years, Liu Wei had gradually understood the rebellion's pattern: they needed fame!

Without fame, how could a force this small, even if it seized a few planets and developed quietly, ever rival the Federation?

So, every so often, they had to cause trouble—and big trouble.

Only then could they attract attention and gain more support.

After all, the Blue Star Federation had many enemies—not just the Cults of the Demonic Gods, but also alien civilizations!

Even its own internal factions.

Together, they formed the rebellion's "investors."

"This mission to Blue Star might be an IPO roadshow—we need a slicker PPT… to attract more investors. Don't treat me as expendable…"

As a bio-enhanced human and a warrior with free will, Liu Wei knew exactly what he needed.

And he was hard to fully brainwash.

Sensing something, the one-eyed instructor smiled: "To accomplish great things, how can you avoid taking risks? Without our support, even with your talent, you'd never have advanced so rapidly… So this time, we're assigning you to lead a clone squad for a specific task. Don't worry… there'll be backup."

"Evading the All-Knowing Brain's surveillance is extremely difficult…"

Liu Wei still hesitated.

Seeing this, the one-eyed instructor sighed inwardly: "We'll directly upgrade your Heavenly Gang Body cultivation… Additionally, your technique, 'Divine Martial Path,' is a secret transmission forged by countless geniuses of our rebellion—the most likely path to surpassing the Wu Shen. Follow it, and your future is limitless. If you agree, I'll give you data up to the Wu Sheng realm."

Every organization, every power… has its own methods of controlling subordinates.

The Federation, for example, controls high-tier resources—Jin Dan techniques, cosmic Yin-Yang energy—and forces geniuses to serve.

Major corporations and cartels prefer modified humans—mechanical warriors—upgrading them in stages.

Once they defect, no other organization can continue upgrading their prior modifications!

In the rebellion, warriors are taught the "Divine Martial Path."

Liu Wei had seen it firsthand—it was truly exquisite, enabling him to advance rapidly, catching up to Federation geniuses. Rumor had it that later stages even increased the chance of breaking through to Wu Sheng and Wu Shen.

Liu Wei remained skeptical. After all, it was astonishing.

"The rebellion's tech and top-tier warriors are inferior to the Federation's… How could they develop 'Divine Martial'?"

"Could this… also be the work of some external patron?"

"But what kind of martial art could ultimately surpass the Wu Shen? Even the Federation hasn't broken through that barrier… Even a slight possibility is incredible."

Liu Wei now understood: he had no talent in other areas; his flesh-based abilities were a joke.

The only path he could grasp was the martial way.

After deep thought, he finally nodded: "I accept the order. But why me? I'm only External Scene…"

"The higher the martial realm, the more attention the All-Knowing Brain pays… Lower realms have their advantages."

The one-eyed instructor shook his head and began outlining the plan.

Even just a portion of it made Liu Wei's eyes widen: "You actually…"

…

Heaven's Sword Sect.

Golden Origin Peak.

Third-rank superior spiritual energy drifted like mist around jade palaces, beautiful as a dream.

Outside, spiritual cultivators labored diligently in the fields, summoning clouds and rain, exterminating pests.

Occasionally, they glanced toward the True Disciple Sword Disciple's cave, filled with reverence and envy…

As outer hall disciples of the Heaven's Sword Sect, they deeply understood the terror of their sect's true disciples.

Foundation Establishment true disciples began with Sword Gang —rarely challenged within their realm.

If they mastered Sword Light Division or Sword Thread Refinement, they were nearly invincible among Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Inside the cave.

Under a third-rank formation, the study was utterly silent.

Fang Xing wore a protective suit, fully compliant with the highest standards of the Prevention Bureau, beginning to read the secret scripture obtained from the Secret Realm.

With artificial intelligence decryption, and knowing its connection to the "Endless Blood Sea," Fang Xing downloaded all related texts from other races worshipping the "Endless Blood Sea," along with Blue Star Federation research papers, using them as auxiliary materials—decryption progressed rapidly.

Today, it was finally complete.

"Blood is life; blood is everything…"

On the first page, a line of sharp, alien script.

Fang Xing studied a claw mark with scholarly rigor: "Demon script often has multiple meanings. 'Blood' is an accurate translation, but it also implies 'Primordial Life Fluid'—meaning 'bodily fluids' fall under 'blood'… This conflicts with human civilization's logic, yet in demonic scriptures, this is standard…"

"The word 'everything' also carries meanings like 'supreme' and 'great'…"

The first few pages of the notebook were chaotic hymns praising the "Endless Blood Sea."

Some appeared to be nonsensical rituals.

But Fang Xing knew: if one truly performed them, there was a chance to connect with that outer realm demon god.

"According to Prevention Bureau protocol, after reading more than ten minutes, a contamination check is mandatory…"

"Even if clean, daily reading must not exceed thirty minutes…"

Fang Xing paused translation and performed a check: "Hmm… clean. I wonder if performing a summoning ritual here would draw the demon god's gaze?"

"No, better not be so reckless… This cultivation world has Nascent Soul True Lords and even Transformation Elders lurking, but it's nothing compared to the Blue Star Federation. If it's destroyed, my resource base is gone…"

"Wait!"

Fang Xing suddenly touched his third eye and activated the cultivation world's mind-clearing technique: "Even without contamination, I've developed this thought in my subconscious… This is the seed of danger!"

He immediately decided to seal the secret scripture and revisit it in a few days.

…

Carefully, painstakingly, months passed before Fang Xing finally completed the translation and gained a basic understanding of the secret cult scripture.

Blue Star, Moon God Vessel.

"The Blood Ritual Scripture…"

In his barracks dormitory, Fang Xing's true body touched his third eye—the Golden Sarira glowing brightly.

In this state, even reading the entire scripture had little effect on him.

"Some of these curse techniques and rituals... once used, inevitably bring contamination and sever one's connection to the Federation..."

"Some of the introductions regarding the 'Endless Blood Sea' and its kin are somewhat useful... containing knowledge not found in textbooks."

"In the second half of the text, most of it describes a ritual—or rather, a spell—'Blood Healing Technique,' said to be highly effective against mental insanity and bodily deformities... I finally understand why that village was wiped out—intentionally injecting the Blood Dropper into one's body—is this healing or suicide?"