Chapter 655: Treating Star People?

Shattering these endless thunderbolts, the surroundings suddenly opened up.

The grayish clouds vanished completely, and my mood brightened.

But soon, clouds reappeared beneath Tang Luo's feet, closing in again.

The color of the sky around him resembled the deep sea—blue mixed with black, black mixed with blue?

For a moment, it was hard to tell whether he was in the sky or in the ocean.

Interestingly, Tang Luo saw no sun; those streaks of light did not come from a single source but seemed to "fall" from the heavens above.

Yet when looking down at the ground, the sun was clearly present.

This world truly has serious problems.

Tang Luo grew increasingly curious, wanting to investigate the truth.

As for finding Yang Jian and the mission—well, in the end, Tang Luo didn't need to worry too much.

Even Ao Yulie, who seemed unreliable on the surface, could hold his own.

Tang Luo only needed to concern himself with what was wrong with this world.

"Master..."

Just as Tang Luo was about to fly up and smash things around, Zhu Bajie's voice came through the gray mist.

It was intermittent, not very clear.

"What's the matter?" Tang Luo asked.

"I encountered several Celestial Tip aliens, and I made some discoveries." Zhu Bajie said.

"Oh, I'll come take a look." Tang Luo thought for a moment, not in a hurry to continue exploring, and simply began to descend.

Since Zhu Bajie had sought out Tang Luo, it meant his discovery was somewhat important.

Tang Luo's choice wasn't entirely due to that.

Because he suddenly realized he had been charging upward nonstop, accidentally piercing the sky, causing a "world-ending" scenario—completing the mission that way would be embarrassing.

Sigh, too strong—the chain reaction was overly intense; sometimes you just need to steady yourself.

Why has Tang Luo become increasingly reclusive in the real world?

Because even a light cough from him makes gods and demons tremble; one must consider what might happen next.

Kongming's hairline keeps rising, and the Mediterranean in the middle keeps expanding.

Chi Jing Daoist and the others are much the same.

The real world's constraints on them are already minimal; fortunately, the divine-demonic game has limits, and a group of people's pursuits remain not low.

Engaged in the world yet desireless, over time, one becomes transcendent.

For now, let's steady things and see how it goes—it's not a bad choice, after all, this trip has yielded gains.

And if we really do bring about an apocalypse, we might as well take out Yang Jian along the way.

Then it'd be Spartan.

Everyone believes Yang Jian is currently too weak, a fragile flower needing everyone's pity.

Going up took a little time—mainly bathing in thunderbolts, tempering the body.

Returning was quick; when Tang Luo found Zhu Bajie, he was in a somewhat remote village.

This village, where the emperor is far away and the heavens high, had many people lying down—some incomplete corpses, some living, the living in a coma.

"I ran into them by chance, just as the materials said—Celestial Tip aliens harbor extreme hostility toward all living humans." Zhu Bajie said.

Tang Luo glanced over and nodded.

On the ground were two Celestial Tip aliens, pinned under Zhu Bajie's nine-tooth rake, only their hands and feet able to move, still struggling.

A shallow pit had been dug beneath them.

Yet they could not break free.

Beside them stood the Howling Celestial Dog, eyes gleaming, seemingly considering how to strike.

Two black great swords lay nearby.

Zhu Bajie encountered three Celestial Tip aliens, who were slaughtering the village; nearby, there was no homeland watch base, and the Black Watch would not arrive anytime soon.

He thus casually killed one and subdued the other two.

Without armor, Zhu Bajie found that the Celestial Tip aliens treated him and ordinary people alike—just one word: "kill."

This confirmed Tang Luo and the others' hypothesis.

Removing the armor, he immediately switched factions, becoming a factionless person.

The difficulty of completing the mission thus became much greater.

Besides having to deal with the Homeland Watch, he now also faced pursuit by the Celestial Tip aliens—fortunately, not a targeted hunt.

"Killing a Celestial Tip alien indeed lets a bit of power flow in." Zhu Bajie said, "It feels more than when wearing armor."

"Oh?" Tang Luo casually threw a punch, shattering a Celestial Tip alien's head from afar.

Sure enough, power indeed flowed in.

"This power... seems to be healing?" Tang Luo quietly sensed.

"Indeed, Master, you feel it too." Zhu Bajie nodded.

Tang Luo said: "It feels somewhat like the Fate Fragments."

How to put it. Making an inappropriate analogy, the power gained from killing Celestial Tip aliens, like that from eating Fate Fragments,

is somewhat like food—when healthy and untroubled, eating it strengthens the body.

When sick or injured, eating it is for recovery and replenishment.

But this power flowing from the Celestial Tip aliens leans more toward recovery.

For a moment, Tang Luo felt as if he were taking medicine.

It wasn't a bitter taste or anything like that, but a faint medicinal scent — don't know if it was an illusion.

"Master, could this world be a beast arena?" Zhu Bajie said.

He didn't sense any medicinal scent.

"Not sure." Tang Luo shook his head and recounted everything he had encountered flying upward.

"Heavenly Thunder Grand Formation?" Zhu Bajie froze for a moment.

He hadn't expected Tang Luo's experiences to be even more spectacular than his own.

Had he known earlier, he wouldn't have called Master back — clearly the matters up in the heavens were more important.

"Not just the Heavenly Thunder Grand Formation; it feels quite complicated." Tang Luo said.

"I shouldn't have found you, Master." Zhu Bajie said.

"No." Tang Luo shook his head. "I just happened to worry that smashing the formation with one punch would easily trigger irreversible changes."

Zhu Bajie realized, nodding — that was true enough.

"But since we've both encountered it, you go give it a try." Tang Luo said.

He breaks formations by brute force, which would trigger improper chain reactions, possibly causing heaven-and-earth upheaval, even natural disasters descending upon the world.

Zhu Bajie is different — he properly studies formations, breaks them through legitimate means, and certainly won't cause any impact.

Breaking out of a formation doesn't mean the formation itself is destroyed.

This "break" merely means the person inside breaks through the grand formation and regains freedom.

It's not the "break" of the formation being smashed to pieces.

Since ancient times, those who smash formations to break them are certainly not few, but to persist unwaveringly, year after year for a hundred years, relying solely on destroying formations to break them — there truly aren't many.

"Then I'll go." Zhu Bajie was about to set off.

Mission exchange.

"Wait." Tang Luo stopped him, not stinting on merit power, and bestowed a Great Light on Zhu Bajie — not only a defensive consecration light, but also a healing consecration light.

That grand formation is no simple matter; the heavenly thunder isn't over, it cannot be taken lightly.

Zhu Bajie nodded, indicating he would be careful.

When it truly comes to fleeing for one's life and slacking off, ten Little White Dragons added together wouldn't be enough for him to beat with a single hand.

Second Senior Brother's life experience is rich indeed.

It's just that now Eldest Senior Brother isn't here, he definitely has to step up; if he keeps muddling along like before, slacking off,

and Master gets displeased and decides to spar with him, that would be a tragedy.

Little White Dragon just lacks a bit of dragon-life experience — doesn't quite understand when to slack off and when to work...

Wait!

Zhu Bajie suddenly thought: Ao Yulie, as the youngest disciple, with a senior brother holding the front, indeed didn't need to exert himself too much.

He's just an innocent white dragon horse.

Master's strictness toward him is only hoping he cultivates more, so he can protect himself when danger comes in the future.

Yes, Ao Yulie's current strength — no, even his former strength —

in Tang Luo's view, doesn't even meet the requirement of self-protection.

Zhu Bajie took over Sun Wukong's duties.

Now there's still no news of Eldest Senior Brother, no clues.

"Could it be that this old pig has to keep being diligent like this? If it goes on, even my mighty general's belly will be gone."

Zhu Bajie thought as he flew, gaze sharp as lightning, thinking agile.

It's decided — you, Yang Jian!

This time I must find Yang Jian! Then use every means to make him recover his strength.

Let him fill Eldest Senior Brother's vacancy!

Although this guy wears a cold face year-round, with a "the whole world owes me five million" expression, if we're really talking reliability.

To tell the truth, he's even a few points higher than Eldest Senior Brother.

Eldest Senior Brother is a hot-tempered monkey — without a second word he picks up his staff and smashes.

On this point, even Master can't compare.

Master's irritability and ruthlessness are internalized; Eldest Senior Brother Sun Wukong's are the externalized kind.

After attaining Buddhahood he seemed to have changed a bit, but given the current situation, Zhu Bajie doesn't doubt for a moment that Sun Wukong would revert to his Great Sage Equal to Heaven period.

One staff strike first; if he doesn't die, we'll slowly fight it out!

Zhu Bajie had Yang Jian on his mind, while Tang Luo crushed the last Tianjian Star person underfoot.

Carrying a black greatsword and leading Xiaotian Dog, he left.

The original black greatsword had long since vanished completely in the Thunder Prison.

Perhaps later, if there's a need to impersonate a Tianjian Star person, he'll just bring a spare.

The black greatsword isn't a prop, isn't equipment, can't be stowed away — just carrying it on his back isn't all that inconvenient.

Zhu Bajie had already researched it beforehand: there's no need to refine the black greatsword into Xuanbian.

Rather, the benefits from killing the Tianjian Star person made hunting Tianjian Star persons a bit necessary.

A perfectly good hunter, the very noun for killing — in Tang Luo and company's eyes, instantly turned into a pill.

That's a tragedy too.

Now Tang Luo isn't going to find Tianjian Star persons, but searching for Yang Jian.

Zhu Bajie and Xiaotian Dog together had already found some places where Yang Jian had "fought," the whereabouts of former comrades-in-arms.

Originally they were just about to go; now with the shift change, it's Tang Luo who goes.

Tang Luo and his group's threat worked quite well.

After a day of fermenting, the name "Mu Yang" stirred up a storm, once again becoming the top priority of Homeland Watch.

Finding Mu Yang is now the most important task besides killing Heavenly Star people.

It wasn't that Tang Luo and his group's threat was so effective that it made Homeland Watch obediently comply.

Rather, Homeland Watch also felt that Mu Yang had a super huge secret on him!

The effect was the same either way.

Following Xiaotian Dog's guidance, Tang Luo arrived above a base; this base was much smaller, a pure Black Watch garrison.

Besides combat personnel, there were only medical staff.

Yang Jian's former comrades-in-arms were right here.

Just last late night they had finished being questioned by investigators from above, repeating what they had said two months ago all over again.

Zhu Bajie had long since figured out Homeland Watch's moves.

"Didn't expect it to actually be a woman; Yang Jian with his thick brows and big eyes, actually doing this sort of thing too."

The Concealment Talisman let Tang Luo move as if through an empty mirror, finding Yang Jian's comrade-in-arms.

The gender was, however, beyond Tang Luo's expectations.

Yang Jian is a star warrior; his teammates are naturally all ace players.

There are physiological structural differences between men and women after all; killing Heavenly Star people is still mainly men's work.

A woman suddenly appearing — could it be Yang Jian had an epiphany, understood the principle that men and women working together makes the work less tiring?