Chapter 467: Solve

"It seems... we need to take Councilor Fang Xing's stance more seriously."

After a long silence, Lei Ousi spoke up.

"Yes, he's arrived—my mech radar has already scanned him... such a long-range spatial teleportation... Councilor Fang Xing's spatial ability far surpasses that of Duanhai, the Martial God..."

The Founder sighed.

Then!

Within the cosmic mystery realm, a piercing alarm suddenly blared.

On the surface of the mechanical planet, students, researchers, instructors, and doctors all moved with disciplined precision into underground bunkers.

Factories across the surface retracted their decks and sank deep into the planet's interior.

Then...

The mechanical planet, standing firm within the mystery realm, suddenly began to transform!

The planet opened up, revealing humanoid limbs and torso of a mech.

Each continent-sized landmass covering the planet became shields and wings mounted on the mech's back.

"The principal has transformed again—is there an enemy?"

Inside the underground fortress—or rather, the mech's interior—Zhong Yuxiu, a former student who had graduated and stayed on as staff, stared in surprise at the surveillance screen.

Then she gasped, mouth wide open: "That's... Fang Xing?!"

"Federal Elder, highest-ranking professional, Level-11 mech master?"

A ripple in the void vanished instantly. Fang Xing stood in space, gazing at the transformed planet, his expression utterly calm.

After all, to him, the Founder Principal—who refrained from deploying forbidden scientific weapons—was no different from the Fire Luo Emperor: a mere pawn he could crush at will.

Even if the opponent wielded a Level-12 technological weapon, it would be no different from Chaos Flame—merely requiring a bit more effort to handle.

"Councilor Fang Xing, welcome to Sacred Armor University."

The Founder Principal's mech emitted a gentle voice.

No!

He was not speaking—he communicated through mental light, conveying greater sincerity and absolute clarity of meaning.

This was respect for a powerful being!

"Councilor Fang, since you've returned... what of the Fire Luo Emperor?"

The Founder Principal probed cautiously.

"He has perished... the pressure on our Blue Star Federation's frontlines in the Fire Luo Star Cluster has finally eased; we can now redeploy more troops to other battlefronts..."

Fang Xing seemed slightly somber: "This is also a reckoning owed to Hengdong and the others..."

"The Fire Luo Emperor is truly dead?"

The Founder Principal was stunned. The opponent was also a Level-11 combatant; even with a legion's support, the Founder himself, without using forbidden weapons, had no guarantee of defeating him.

Yet Fang Xing spoke as if dismissing a trivial matter.

"He is certainly dead..."

Fang Xing nodded in confirmation.

"Hah! The Fire Luo clan was the greatest protected race of Chaos Flame. Their severe defeat greatly benefits our plan to annihilate Chaos Flame."

The Founder Principal's mental light radiated intense excitement.

Then Fang Xing added: "When I killed the Fire Luo Emperor, he offered a sacrifice to Chaos Flame for aid—I seized that thread, entered the Chaos Dimension, and eradicated Chaos Flame as well..."

The Founder Principal: "..."

His quantum brain, capable of processing the entire mech and calculating the motion of every dust particle in a galaxy, now froze in stunned silence: "You mean... the pinnacle of Level-12, one of the Three Pillars of the Outworld Demons... Chaos Flame... has perished?"

"Indeed."

Fang Xing nodded.

"You... have you broken through the ultimate limit of martial cultivation?"

Even the Founder Principal was profoundly shaken.

Despite possessing forbidden weapons, the Blue Star Federation had never slain a Level-12 Outworld Demon of Pillar rank.

How could Fang Xing accomplish this?

"May I ask, what realm are you currently in?"

The Founder Principal couldn't help but ask.

"Guess."

Fang Xing smiled in reply.

In his past life, having only read cultivation novels featuring the "hidden master," he scorned how the hidden master had to fabricate origins for his powers—straining to link them to myths and assuming multiple roles to explain himself. How awkward was that?

Existence is reason enough!

Do I need to explain how my powers came to be? Isn't it obvious who's stronger?

It's YOU who must explain yourselves!

Whether it's mythic origins, alien theories, or otherworldly explanations—let them speculate freely. The only thing that matters is who holds the power!

This is what it means to have great scholars defend me without my lifting a finger!

The same applies here.

Fang Xing's current strength could crush the Blue Star Federation—he had no intention of explaining.

On the contrary, these Federation elites would strain their minds guessing, and dare not anger him!

The Founder Principal: "..."

Regardless, the emergence of Fang Xing among humans was a great blessing!

He was about to say more when Fang Xing asked: "I heard... the Federation plans to push for a tripartite joint university initiative?"

"Never happened."

The Founder Principal immediately replied sternly: "A joint university among three institutions? That's a joke! I never entertained such an idea—it must be subordinates acting recklessly... I'll issue an administrative order right away to retire this year's Sacred Armor University principal!"

"Hmm, that's good."

Fang Xing nodded.

Indeed, once the first problem was solved, the rest would resolve themselves.

When you smile at the world, the world smiles back.

Provided... your fist is strong enough...

Blue Star University.

The principal's personal secretary, Wei Jiali, hugged her file folder and sighed again: "Sigh..."

With today's technology, all mundane tasks could be perfectly handled by AI.

Fang Xing, as principal, merely performed final approvals and reviews by human hand.

Even Wei Jiali could do the same.

Even if you tied a dog here, it would make little difference.

Thus, during the years the man vanished, Blue Star University operated smoothly.

The only unresolved issue was pressure from the Federation's upper echelons.

"Joint operation... isn't that clearly annexation? Perhaps Nine Sword Academy can't be swallowed, but Blue Star University is doomed... Since Lord Hengdong died, our voice in the upper ranks has grown much weaker."

Wei Jiali thought of something and sighed again.

In truth, had Fang Xing not returned, being absorbed by Sacred Armor University—with many Martial Saints and Martial Gods transferring over—would have been the best outcome.

After all, they were all academic factions, merely different branches.

If another faction took over, they'd devour every last essence of Blue Star University, leaving not a scrap of flesh behind.

Of course, if there was a choice, self-reliance was always best.

"Now that the boss has returned, things might improve..."

But Wei Jiali didn't truly believe it.

After all, Fang Xing was merely a Level-9 Martial God—even if he possessed Level-10 combat power, he wasn't like Hengdong, a true Level-10 professional with potential for further advancement!

"Still... compared to before, things are already better. At least the Blue Star University principal won't be removed, and we still get a salary..."

As Wei Jiali pondered, the space ahead rippled.

Then, a young man stepped out from the void.

"Wei Jiali!"

Fang Xing smiled at his secretary: "All these years—you've worked hard."

For some reason, Wei Jiali felt an urge to cry: "I'm fine, boss. It's really Miss Nangong Xue who's been helping me—after completing her mech, she's stayed at Blue Star University and lent me tremendous support..."

"I understand."

Fang Xing sighed softly—this was the karmic bond he could not abandon.

Night fell.

Villa No. 69, Blue Sea District.

Thick martial qi surged skyward, forming a giant serpent, only to be flicked away by Fang Xing's fingertip.

"What realm... have you truly reached?"

Opposite him, Nangong Xue's face flushed slightly: "How did you become so powerful after just going to the Fire Luo Clan?"

"Perhaps because I found the path—and saw farther."

Fang Xing said casually, "For me, the Ten Realms of Martial Dao are no longer an insurmountable barrier—I merely need some time for quiet contemplation to break through."

"Therefore, I plan to enter seclusion for a while and will not concern myself with external matters."

"But you—don't worry about pressure from Saint Armor University. Before coming here, I reached an agreement with the Founding Chancellor; there will be no further incidents…"

Upon hearing these words, Nangong Xue's expression changed instantly.

She studied Fang Xing carefully for a moment, then sighed: "Now I feel… you're drifting further and further away from me."

Fang Xing fell silent, then replied: "Such is life—even the closest intersecting paths eventually drift apart…"

…

Virtual space.

Inside a chamber resembling an ancient Roman amphitheater.

A gray-white brain floated above.

Vast amounts of information converged, causing Qi Aoles to wear an expression of disbelief: "Not only the Fire Luo clan… according to our informant within the 'Chaos Tentacles' Cult… 'Chaos Fire' has lost contact, no longer responding to prayers, and even the divine grace it once bestowed is beginning to fade… This cannot be explained by slumber or sealing—it is true death, complete extinction…"

Although outer demonic gods do not perish entirely and may one day return from history,

since the existence of the Creator has been confirmed, many scholars believe this is the result of the Creator's subconscious activity.

For the Creator's subconscious, reviving an outer demonic god requires immense cost.

Thus, while most outer demonic gods retain a sliver of revival potential, they are forever beyond resurrection.

"The Fire Luo clan… Chaos Fire…"

A female councilor couldn't help adjusting her glasses.

"Even our Blue Star Federation has never slain a Three Pillar-level outer demonic god—yet a Ninth Realm Martial God accomplished it."

The other councilors exchanged glances, all silent.

"Cough… According to intelligence, Councilor Fang Xing has visited the Founding Chancellor of Saint Armor University… afterward, the Chancellor suggested sparring with the Founding Chancellor, who agreed."

Qi Aoles exhaled a long breath: "The result… the Founding Chancellor was defeated—and defeated with ease."

"To slay Chaos Fire and easily defeat the Founding Chancellor—that's only natural…"

Several other executives wore grim expressions.

"No…" Qi Aoles' face twisted in bitterness: "The Founding Chancellor used a forbidden weapon… You all know what that implies."

(End of Chapter)