Chapter 272: Attack (In Honor of Tian Xing Wu Xie, the Lord!)

White Bird Star.

Above a desolate mountain.

A meteor suddenly appeared, trailing fire, growing larger and larger…

Finally… it crashed violently into the mountain.

Boom!

Like a comet striking Earth, countless rocks flew outward.

A massive crater formed on the mountain's surface; a golden mecha crawled out, its many golden components dissolving into feather-like fragments that drifted back onto the "Sun God's Wings," revealing Fang Xing's figure.

"Hmm… this defense is impressive—definitely top-tier for the Seventh Realm…"

Fang Xing patted his chest: "Comfort level's decent too."

He deliberately plummeted from space just to test the mecha.

Judging by the results, all metrics are excellent—no surprise it's the luxury edition.

…

As one of the most powerful figures on White Bird Star, Fang Xing had no need to worry about accommodation.

In fact, long before his arrival, Davis and the others had already arranged everything, granting him a small island over thirty thousand square kilometers in area on the ocean, where they built numerous villas.

Morning.

Far away, the sea stretched blue, with the cries of seagulls drifting in.

Fang Xing wore swim trunks and sunglasses, holding a fruit resembling a coconut, occasionally sipping a sip or two of its juice.

"Vacationing here is great—this is what life should be…"

"This 'Star River Island' is sizable enough to build many factories…"

He had already completed company registration; though currently just a shell corporation, it possessed all necessary qualifications, named "Star Sea Corporation."

The company's registered address is on Star River Island, and he'd also used intelligent agricultural robots to cultivate several experimental fields, preparing for cross-realm biological experiments from the cultivation world.

"Of course, none of this is urgent… Ph. D. students have twenty years."

Fang Xing tossed away the fruit rind, preparing to go fishing, and planned to surf in the afternoon.

…

Several days later.

Feiniao City, a bustling commercial street.

Ouyang Ouyang Qianqian was shopping with her best friend.

Even an education planet like Eagle Chick Star had thriving commerce.

As a logistics planet, White Bird Star housed billions of residents, and its commerce was naturally extremely prosperous.

Ouyang Ouyang Qianqian rarely had time off with her friend, so she naturally wanted to relax fully.

"Ouyang Qianqian… I heard you were on greeting duty last time—who was the big shot who came?"

Beside her, her friend asked curiously.

Anyone else would have shouted it from the rooftops; for Ouyang Ouyang Qianqian to return silent like this, had she been bullied?

Or… some unspoken rule?

Her friend's expression turned serious.

"No… I don't want to talk about it."

Ouyang Ouyang Qianqian shook her head; Fang Xing's figure seemed to reappear before her eyes.

Though they were classmates, she had always been chasing his shadow—and it kept growing farther away.

When had this all begun?

She felt suddenly lost.

Suddenly!

A young man walked toward them; his face looked barely twenty, dressed in a white shirt, smiling with radiant warmth.

"Ladies, care to give me a chance to treat you to dinner?"

Fang Xing grinned.

"You? Well… maybe not bad…" Her friend sized Fang Xing up: "Handsome guy, what's your name?"

"Enough…"

Ouyang Ouyang Qianqian pulled her friend in exasperation: "This is my classmate—Fang Xing! This is my comrade—Ji Ji Weiwei!"

Ji Ji Weiwei had expressive eyes; now she scrutinized Fang Xing: "High school classmate? Childhood friends?"

They were both failed college applicants—definitely not university classmates.

"Childhood friends? Not really. But we are friends, I suppose… though I don't know if Classmate Fang Xing still remembers me."

Ouyang Ouyang Qianqian gazed at Fang Xing, her tone tinged with quiet resentment.

"Haha… there were too many people a few days ago. I knew you didn't want to be the center of attention—so here I am, inviting you to dinner to make amends."

Fang Xing laughed heartily.

Meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign land was indeed a pleasant thing.

Fang Xing, who had just planned to explore White Bird Star thoroughly, had no objection to joining a classmate for a meal.

"Fine, you're smart… I'm going to 'Thousand Flavors Pavilion'!"

Ouyang Ouyang Qianqian sniffed.

"Ouyang Qianqian, you're ruthless… Thousand Flavors Pavilion is the most upscale restaurant on White Bird Star, far from here, requires advance booking, and you still might not get a table…"

Ji Ji Weiwei stuck out her tongue.

"No problem, ladies, after you."

Fang Xing snapped his fingers; above them, a previously invisible private spaceship suddenly materialized, its blue paint shimmering in the starlight.

"Private spaceship?"

Ji Ji Weiwei fell silent.

This classmate of Ouyang Ouyang Qianqian clearly had an extraordinary status.

Was he perhaps some tycoon's son? Her mind instantly spun countless soap-opera scenarios…

A beam of light descended, transporting Fang Xing, Ouyang Ouyang Qianqian, and Ji Ji Weiwei into the cabin.

Ouyang Ouyang Qianqian glanced curiously around the interior; Ji Ji Weiwei quickly Googled on her device, then shrieked: "You're that new big shot? The Federation's Security Advisor?! Oh my god… no wonder Ouyang Ouyang Qianqian refused to say anything after she came back."

"Yes, that's me."

Fang Xing smiled, opening the beverage cabinet: "Soda or alcohol?"

"Soda."

Ouyang Ouyang Qianqian smiled: "Ji Weiwei, don't be fooled by how rich he looks now… back in high school, he worked part-time constantly. He used to be thrilled just to buy a soda after school…"

"Yeah…"

Fang Xing handed both girls sodas and opened one for himself: "Now I can drink however I want… but…"

"But you can't go back to the past, right?" Ji Ji Weiwei's big eyes blinked rapidly, as if searching for clues between Fang Xing and Ouyang Ouyang Qianqian.

"Haha, wrong—I discovered there are far tastier things… the joys of wealth are beyond your imagination."

Fang Xing laughed loudly, enjoying Ji Ji Weiwei's stunned expression.

Even Ouyang Ouyang Qianqian couldn't help smiling: "You're still as annoying as ever!"

Fang Xing smiled back, and they chatted about Ouyang Ouyang Qianqian's military service.

"I've always been in logistics—thankfully, no real danger… Because interstellar tickets are so expensive, I've only returned to Eagle Chick Star once in all these years… I visited my old school too. Principal Lu Guangming has been transferred; now Principal Xia Long is in charge… Oh, by the way, Principal Xia Long has broken through to Wu Dao Golden Core."

"Wu Dao Golden Core? Not bad."

Fang Xing nodded.

"What about you?" Ouyang Ouyang Qianqian asked curiously. "How was Blue Star University?"

"Same old story… went through university, broke through to Wu Dao Golden Core, got direct admission to grad school… recently I barely broke through to Jin Gang Realm, then pursued my Ph. D., came to White Bird Star for a research project, and started a company to earn some star credits…"

Fang Xing answered casually.

Beside him, Ji Ji Weiwei shot piercing glances at Ouyang Ouyang Qianqian, as if saying: "You had such a powerful classmate and never told me?"

Ouyang Ouyang Qianqian shook her head: "Getting into university… that's great. If Liu Wei were still here, he'd be happy for you."

"Liu Wei…"

Hearing this, Fang Xing fell silent. Since infiltrating as the leader of the Men Sect, he had gained access to much cult intelligence.

He naturally knew about the last time the Cult of the Dark God allied with the Rebels—only to be utterly betrayed by Liu Wei.

The Federation even seized a complete space bubble—containing technological laws!

Thanks to that, their defense against the Imaginary Space in recent years has grown increasingly effective.

But… Liu Wei's status is awkward. Rumor says he was absorbed by the Academy of Science, now serving as a semi-peripheral personnel and semi-experimental subject for the Federation—barely whitewashed.

His identity remains awkward; the two sides have never met.

'The Academy's Magnetic Weapons… another path toward surpassing Wu Shen. Since the emergence of the Virtual Holographic Universe, the great era of Wu Dao competition has arrived…'

'How many will ultimately surpass Wu Shen?'

Fang Xing thought to himself.

…

Thousand Flavors Pavilion was located in "Wanshe City," the most prosperous commercial metropolis on White Bird Star.

After entering the city, not only Ji Ji Weiwei, but even Ouyang Ouyang Qianqian began gazing around excitedly.

For them, riding a private spaceship, traveling anywhere on the globe in moments, was an utterly novel experience.

During regular logistics camp leave, they'd only dare to stroll around nearby cities; this time, they'd finally seen the world.

"Hmm, not bad. Some shops are quite interesting."

Fang Xing walked down the street, giving a slight nod.

For someone who had already witnessed the capital's splendor, Bai Niao Star's most bustling commercial city was merely mildly intriguing.

"Alright, next we head to Qianwei Restaurant… They say their head chef once ran a restaurant in Lan Xing. I hope he doesn't disappoint me…"

Fang Xing smiled.

Ji Ji Weiwei didn't know why, but suddenly felt a pang of inferiority—and finally understood her best friend.

Having a classmate like this was indeed incredibly pressuring.

…

As Fang Xing chatted and dined with his old classmate.

Public Security Headquarters.

A shrill red alarm blared.

"Again? A Numeral Space incursion!"

Jiang Jiang Yuer scowled as she checked the surveillance: "Didn't the Academy of Science crack the Extraterrestrial Xieshen 's tech? Shouldn't Numeral Space field units now carry more advanced weapons? Why are we still getting breached so often?"

If the defenses in Numeral Space fail, the Extraterrestrial Xieshen 's followers will descend into the Federation's heartland.

Bai Niao Star is one of the more important targets—every attack here is no small matter!

A planetary projection appeared, marked by seven glaring red dots.

"Seven locations? Energy signatures… four servant-class, three follower-class?"

"Mobilize nearby garrisons and security units immediately!"

As Jiang Jiang Yuer gave the order, she transformed into a streak of gold light and shot into the sky.

BOOM!

Below, the outdoor pool tilted; its floor opened, and as water cascaded downward, a white humanoid mecha rose from its depths.

Jiang Jiang Yuer entered the mecha and headed for the nearest follower-class attack site: "Dai Wei, Old Lin… handle the other two."

Servant-class attacks had multiple responses—they'd be resolved easily.

The trouble was the follower-class entities!

"Don't worry—I'm already en route!"

A calm, middle-aged man's voice echoed.

"I'm on-site… damn it… I need a moment. It's an upper-tier follower-class entity—Void Hound. Tricky. I've already assembled a mecha squad to encircle it…"

Dai Wei's voice came through.

Jiang Jiang Yuer knew he commanded a rapid-response mecha unit, all piloting seventh-jing mechs. Though she disliked the man's character, she trusted his ability in emergencies.

The white mecha blazed like a streak of light, arriving at the scene in seconds.

Above a city, steel lay in ruins; countless silk strands clung to the ground, some piercing through arriving professionals.

The expected follower-class entity, however, was nowhere to be seen.

"Wrong… activate 'Hyper-Vision Module'!"

Jiang Jiang Yuer snorted; two dark glows ignited in the mecha's eyes.

Instantly, in the video feed, a white "giant cocoon" appeared above the city.

It was oval-shaped, like a silkworm cocoon—ethereally beautiful, yet invisible to ordinary human eyes.

But for those who could see it, strange information surfaced in their minds, spreading tainted text along with it…

"Dream Cocoon… a pure-spirit upper-tier follower!"

"We can't let it hatch!"

Jiang Jiang Yuer manipulated the mecha to raise its right arm; a blade of light materialized instantly.

As Director of Public Security and a Jin Gang cultivator, her mecha was, of course, the deluxe Plus version of seventh-jing models.

At its peak, it could unleash eighth-jing power!

Unfortunately, her academic performance in university was poor; she'd failed the cultivation of the Will Inscription, unable to fully unlock the mecha's potential, let alone unleash its ultimate techniques.

Even so, piloting this mecha, she still wielded peak seventh-jing strength.

"Ghost God Blade!"

The giant white mecha flickered through the void; the light blade descended with annihilating intent.

But in the next instant, a streak of swordlight erupted from nowhere, intercepting the Ghost God Blade before it struck.

In the void, several strange figures—resembling moths—appeared, wielding alloy longswords, charging toward Jiang Jiang Yuer.

"They're former security officers…"

"They're fully corrupted. Beyond saving!"

Jiang Jiang Yuer's eyes flashed crimson; her longblade struck repeatedly.

Blade-light, icy and heavy with murderous intent, sliced one moth-creature into fragments.

ZZZZ!

The sound of wings flapping rose.

A swordlight emerged from one moth-creature's hand—merely standard seventh-jing level.

But more swordlights followed, vibrating in unison, forming a fixed frequency.

This "frequency" pierced the snow-white mecha and entered Jiang Jiang Yuer's body.

She suddenly knew: this was a technique called "Moth Sword." Its essence lay in capturing an inexplicable vibrational frequency…

"No… this is Extraterrestrial Xieshen corruption!"

"My martial will will not permit it!"

Jiang Jiang Yuer's eyes flashed sharply; she looked at the back of her hand and saw a layer of brown, moth-like fur growing—arranged faintly into the shape of an eye.

"Call for backup!"

She immediately contacted every expert in her directory—this Dream Cocoon was no ordinary threat.

…

Qianwei Restaurant.

Fang Xing, mid-meal, suddenly froze and looked at Ouyang Ouyang Qianqian and Ji Ji Weiwei: "Sorry—I've got an urgent matter."

"Go ahead," Ouyang Ouyang Qianqian said, understanding.

Beside her, Ji Ji Weiwei's mouth was full of food, too busy to object.

"I've already paid the bill. After you finish, let Xiao Lan fly you back…"

Fang Xing flew out the window; a pair of golden wings shot from the ship and landed on his back.

Countless nanometal particles enveloped his body, forming a glorious, majestic golden armor.

"Solar Wings—Activate!"

Fang Xing's wings unfurled; he became a golden angel, or a golden meteor—vanishing into the horizon in an instant…

(End of Chapter)