The night passed without incident. The next day, the morning sun punctually spilled into the room. In Sony’s mind, Wang Lan was already dead. To be cautious, Wang Lan changed into the combat uniform of an ordinary Tianjian Bureau warrior and put on a mask.
At eight o’clock in the morning, Wang Qi and her party joined the escort of the Yu Family and the military. The impressive convoy of fifteen vehicles set out from the gate of the Star Martial Academy in Modu City.
During the morning rush hour, the traffic conditions in Modu City were poor, with severe congestion both on and under the bridges. Due to sudden changes in plans, there was no ti for advance traffic control, and it took the convoy two hours to exit the urban area of Modu City.
"Jiajia, once we get on the highway, it’ll be all right," Wang Qi said, holding Song Jia in her arms and stroking her small head.
The journey was a continuous cycle of starting and braking. Even though Song Jia had awakened her talent as a Star Martial Warrior and didn’t get carsick, she still felt uncomfortable. Besides, the events of the past few days had been a significant shock to her.
For thirteen years, she had grown up under her family’s protection. Moreover, her family’s wealth allowed her to live like a princess. Although she had never declared anything about "peaceful tis and world peace," deep down, that’s what she believed.
When she heard her classmates discuss Star Martial Warriors—ntioning that despite their high status, they risked their lives and weren’t as free as ordinary people—she had never argued. In the past, Song Jia also believed that the world was safe and that war was very distant.
But now? How many days had passed since the sumr vacation began? First, her mother was assassinated, then spies from the Demon Clan attacked her ho. Song Jia had seen with her own eyes those terrifying demons suddenly bursting out...
Boarding a plane—the plane exploded. Staying at ho—the enemies turned the area near their ho into rubble. All these experiences fundantally changed Song Jia’s perspective.
Those who talk about "peaceful tis," have you ever seen war? Have you seen lives treated as worthless on the battlefield? Have you witnessed the scene where, just a second ago, the lady comforting you, telling you not to be afraid, that they would protect you, was killed right before your eyes the next second?
Song Jia had seen it...
At that mont, the seed of desire to beco stronger was successfully planted in Song Jia’s heart. She didn’t want to be soone who could do nothing but be protected; she didn’t want to be helpless when danger ca.
The convoy’s speed picked up considerably, forming a line with military vehicles leading the way, forcing other vehicles to make way.
Suddenly, a cell phone rang. The Qing Emperor, sitting in the front passenger seat, frowned slightly and slowly took out his mobile phone. Upon seeing an unfamiliar number, a sense of foreboding crept into his heart.
"Stop the car!"
"Everyone, stop the cars!"
Just as the fifteen vehicles entered the highway’s large roundabout, they all halted. The nurous other vehicles behind them were also forced to stop, horns blaring incessantly.
The Qing Emperor answered the call. A cocky, arrogant voice ca from the other end. "Jade Country’s Qing Emperor, it wasn’t easy to get your phone number..."
"Sony, what do you want?"
"Can you not ask such idiotic questions at a ti like this? Don’t you know what I want to do?"
"Do you really intend to make an enemy of Jade Country?" the Qing Emperor’s voice suddenly sharpened.
"I don’t want to!" Sony’s flippant laugh ca through the phone. "How could little old be a match for Jade Country? How would I dare? But there’s no other way... I don’t want to be Jade Country’s enemy, but Jade Country isn’t planning to leave us any way to survive.
"Why can’t you all just live quietly and follow the rules? Why nurture a scientist like Wang Qi, who shatters conventions? Think about what she’s done these past few years. Are those the actions of a sane person?
"Birth, aging, sickness, and death are natural laws, yet she broke them. Star Martial Toxins, so fair and just, affecting targets regardless of their strength—such a good thing, and she neutralized them. With her ddling, how are we supposed to conduct our holy war attacks in the future? What deterrent power will our Star Martial Toxin bombs have left?
"Even if we could tolerate all that, who allowed her to invent the Awakening Potion? If everyone can awaken as a Star Martial Warrior in the future, will we have any way out? So, you see, Wang Qi must die."
"Wang Qi is with right now. Co and get her if you have the guts."
"Guess where I am?" Sony suddenly asked with a playful laugh.
"What are you planning? I’m warning you, don’t do anything reckless."
"Right now, I’m at the Modu Sky High Amusent Park. There are so many people here..." Sony’s taunting, cold laughter instantly created an extrely oppressive atmosphere in the car.
"The people of Jade Country live too well. So many people in other countries can only dream of eating their fill, yet why can Jade Country, with one-fifth of the world’s population, be so fortunate? To have such magnificent cities, to have endless delicacies?
"They can even afford to go to amusent parks, ride roller coasters, and go bungee jumping? Do you know? Many people only get to ride a roller coaster or bungee jump once in their lifeti—experience it once, and BAM, they’re dead.
"We’re all humans, all living in this sinful world. Do you think that’s fair? Qing Emperor, I’ll give you ten minutes. Ten minutes to et at the Top of the Ferris Wheel for a battle. If you don’t co... I’ve looked around the Sky High Amusent Park, there must be at least a hundred thousand people here... They could all die, you know."
As the voice finished, the call was disconnected.
The series of beeps sounded like a heart stopping, a signal of death.
"Lord Qing Emperor, let’s proceed with the plan we formulated yesterday," Wang Lan suddenly said with a light laugh from the back seat.
"I’ll leave it to you," Lord Qing Emperor said, a relaxed smile appearing on his face as he pushed open the car door and stepped out.
With a flash, his figure shot into the air, heading towards the Sky High Amusent Park. Wang Lan also pushed open his door and got out. Song Jia hastily clutched the hem of Wang Lan’s clothes.
"Don’t worry, it’ll be fine. Your big bro anticipated Sony’s trick long ago. The Qing Emperor and I guarantee he’ll die in Jade Country."
"Be extrely careful!" Wang Qi solemnly instructed Wang Lan. "Co back safe."
Wang Lan smiled, his figure flashed, and he too vanished in an instant.
Wang Lan had long surmised that Sony would threaten Lord Qing Emperor with the lives of innocent civilians; it was Sony’s only way to lure the Qing Emperor away. Without Wang Lan, Lord Qing Emperor would have definitely ignored it. Nothing was more important than escorting Wang Qi and Raw Jade to a safe zone. But with Wang Lan present, he intended to save both the innocent civilians and take Sony’s life—he wanted it all.
Wang Lan’s Space Movent could counter Sony’s speed, and Lord Qing Emperor’s damage output could take Sony’s life. Combined, Sony’s death was certain.
However, Wang Lan’s spatial coordinates had a challenging characteristic: he could only establish coordinates in a fixed spatial location. These coordinates were absolute, not relative.
Relative coordinates could be linked to an object, allowing him to move wherever the object moved. But absolute coordinates were fixed to a specific location; even if the entire continent were moved, his teleportation point would remain that specific coordinate in space.
Therefore, to achieve a perfect assassination, an absolute coordinate had to be placed on Sony. This problem had troubled Wang Lan for a long ti and seed unsolvable. But then, Lord Qing Emperor produced a small cone of Qingkong Wood, and the problem was instantly solved.
That cone was a Star Palace Artifact from the ancient cultivation civilization, made from Qingkong Wood. Qingkong Wood possessed its own space, a substance not belonging to this world’s space. For this reason, it was the perfect tool for sneak attacks; even the strongest warriors could not sense the presence of Qingkong Wood.
And because the piece of Qingkong Wood was only the size of a fingertip, setting coordinates on it was equivalent to establishing an absolute coordinate marker.
Although the Power of Space within Wang Lan’s body had beco extrely scarce after multiple uses, he could still manage to teleport three tis.
Lord Qing Emperor and Wang Lan, one in the open and one in the shadows, hurried toward the Sky High Amusent Park. The Qing Emperor was visible, while Wang Lan remained hidden. Even if Sony racked his brains, could he ever imagine that Wang Lan, whose head he had personally severed, hadn’t died?
The Sky High Amusent Park was filled with laughter and joyous shouts.
The distant, high-pitched screams of extre excitent continuously reached Sony’s ears. Watching these thrill-seeking urbanites, an indescribable envy flashed in Sony’s eyes.
Gradually, the envious gaze receded, and the iciness in his eyes grew more intense.
So things he hadn’t been wrong about. Why should I live a life where everyone wants dead, where I have to skulk in the shadows, while you people, whom I could crush in droves with a single finger, can walk tall and proud in any corner of the world?
Why did I have to kill and commit cris since childhood just to survive, while you could naively believe this world is so beautiful?
Sony once asked soone, "If you had no money and were starving, and you saw soone just like you with a piece of bread, would you kill them for their food?"
The response stuck with Sony for many years.
"Your hypothetical is utterly baseless. In Jade Country, how could anyone not have enough to eat? If you were really that hungry and had no money, you could just ask any passerby for food..."
"Ignore this fool. With hands and feet, how could you go hungry?"
Right, with hands and feet, how could one go hungry? They couldn’t fathom that in this world, it wasn’t just about having hands and feet; many Star Sea realm Star Martial Warriors also went hungry. Many Star Martial Warriors grew strong just to be able to eat their fill.
These people, who have no clue what it ans to struggle for survival, don’t deserve to live... Sony glanced at his watch and slowly stood up. Is it about ti... maybe a minute early? Good point. Only by truly infuriating the Qing Emperor will he reveal a weakness... So, now...
Instantly, a surge of Star Power emanated from Sony’s body, compressing the area within a three-kiloter radius, oppressively suffocating everything within its grip.
"Mom... I’m feeling a bit unwell..."
" too, I can barely breathe."
"Damn, my chest feels so tight... Hurry, I can’t take it, call an ambulance—"
Watching the panicked people below, Sony’s face twisted into a savage, mad grin.
Suddenly, Sony’s smile vanished. His gaze snapped towards the void. "You’re here already? Didn’t you hesitate for even a mont?"
No sooner had the words fallen than a distortion appeared in the void. A figure rushed out, a punch imbued with Thunder Power aiming straight for Sony.
BOOM—
A cloud of smoke instantly rose from the ground. An entire hill collapsed under the Qing Emperor’s punch, and a thick plu of smoke surged into the sky. Everyone watched in terror as a mushroom cloud rose in the distance.
"What is this..."
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