ccnovels #504 - No one cares
#504 - No one cares
Six scattered immortals died, four of them, and two went missing.
Logically speaking, such a big event should have attracted immortals within a day or two at most, right?
If it were a Celestial Immortal's main body traveling, they might arrive in half a day.
When Wang Jixuan was making arrangements outside, he was actually a little apprehensive, fearing that a Celestial Immortal or even a Golden Immortal would suddenly appear—not just a clone, but their actual body. Then, no matter how much he struggled, he wouldn't be able to escape their finger.
Fortunately, there were no problems, and he smoothly made these arrangements.
Then, Daoist Wang asked Mudan to retrieve all the mining beetle mechs and prepare everything for escape.
But as time passed, hour after hour…
For three consecutive days, this realm remained quiet.
No immortals descended!
Not to mention experts like Celestial Immortals and Golden Immortals, not even a proper True Immortal, or even a newly ascended Yuan Immortal, appeared before Wang Jixuan.
Daoist Wang couldn't sit still any longer and took the initiative to ask Mao Mo.
"Still no one has come?"
Mao Mo scratched his head.
This fat immortal had been rapidly assimilated by Zheng Shiduo.
In just three days, he had taken off his loose, multi-layered robes and put on comfortable shorts and a shirt, replaced his cloth shoes with slippers, and even permed and dyed a strand of his long hair a flirtatious gold.
He even deliberately adjusted his figure to make his fat belly less conspicuous.
Mao Mo couldn't help but mutter, "This, it doesn't make sense! Before we set off, we all placed our life tablets in the Immortal Palace. My life tablet hasn't shattered, but the life tablets of those four must have shattered."
"Could it be that this place is too far from the Immortal Realm?"
Wang Jixuan could only speculate like this:
"Let's continue to wait and see. Anyway, it's enough to be prepared to run away.
"If something unexpected happens later and we can't escape, remember to say a few good words for me, old brother."
"Hey! Small matter!"
Mao Mo waved his hand:
"Although you have many secrets, little brother, you're not an evil person.
"Moreover, you've offended Tianluo and the Dark Sect. Although these two have Heavenly Dao's permission, they wouldn't dare to be tough in front of the Eight Great Immortal Palaces in the Immortal Realm.
"We cultivators ultimately go against the heavens in our cultivation!"
Wang Jixuan smiled and went back to continue cultivating.
Because he needed to be vigilant at all times, he couldn't go into seclusion these days, nor did he have the mood for romance. He was like a tightly drawn bowstring.
Thus, another five days passed.
Wang Jixuan found Mao Mo, who had just sobered up from drinking. Without him even opening his mouth, Mao Mo took the initiative to mutter:
"There's a problem!
"Why haven't they come yet?
"It took us six several days to come from the Immortal Realm, and we took Tianluo's long route, not using any teleportation arrays or anything.
"Logically speaking, such a tragic event should have prompted the Immortal Palace to send at least a few True Immortals. Mobilizing Celestial Immortals is a bit unreasonable, but True Immortals… Did they get lost on the way here? Or are there some procedural issues on Tianluo's side that couldn't be resolved?"
"I don't know," Wang Jixuan asked, "How about we take the initiative to ask the Immortal Realm?"
Mao Mo immediately shook his head, even considering Wang Jixuan's situation: "You have too many secrets, little brother. All these things here, these robots, and these spiritual energy circuits, if the Immortal Realm finds out, the great powers of the Immortal Realm will definitely catch you and bring you back for research!"
Wang Jixuan could only laugh awkwardly at this.
This was a side effect of that primordial spirit contract.
Mao Mo would become more and more loyal.
This made Daoist Wang feel slightly apologetic.
Mao Mo sighed, "We can only continue to wait and see. If they don't come, it proves that… in the eyes of the big shots in the Immortal Realm, it doesn't matter if scattered immortals like us die."
"Well," Wang Jixuan patted Mao Mo's shoulder, "Don't be discouraged, old brother. Scattered immortals are still immortals."
Mao Mo became even more depressed.
He turned around to drink, and a sense of emptiness from losing his spiritual support filled his heart.
Thus, two months later.
No one from the Immortal Realm actually came!
Mao Mo sat despondently on the edge of a cliff outside the base, gazing at the jade disc hanging in the night sky and sighing softly.
He began to play the erhu with a ding-dong sound;
It was so sad and miserable that anyone who heard it would shed tears.
Not far away, Wang Jixuan, Mudan, and Amina were sitting opposite each other drinking tea.
Wang Jixuan also began to doubt his life.
"The Immortal Realm really hasn't reacted at all?"
"That's how it seems currently," Mudan said, "Should we resume mining? Opportunity knocks, boss."
Amina said, "The Immortal Realm not coming all this time is like a sword hanging over our heads. If they send someone over later, our swarm of beetle mechs that we release will be easily discovered by them."
"The divine sense of a True Immortal can easily cover half of the Mustard Seed Realm."
Wang Jixuan also said:
"We can't act rashly now. It's enough to continue updating and iterating the design and manufacturing process of the beetle mechs.
"If it really doesn't work, we still need to have Mao Mo actively send a message to the Immortal Realm.
"We'll move away in advance and hide in the void outside the Mustard Seed Realm."
Mudan whispered, "Boss, you're too cautious. The Immortal Realm clearly doesn't care about this place… Maybe many people who are scattered immortals passing on their skills never return."
"We still can't be careless."
Wang Jixuan put down his teacup, took out a jade talisman he had taken from Mao Mo, and said slowly:
"Let's escape first and have Mao Mo send a message back."
"Alright," Mudan shrugged, "Anyway, according to my prediction, actively sending a message won't be of any use."
"Even if the Beast God Palace doesn't care, what about the six second-rate forces corresponding to these six scattered immortals? Qu Man is still the beloved granddaughter of that Celestial Immortal elder."
Daoist Wang slapped his thigh and got up to rush to Mao Mo's side.
One word from the boss, and the employees' legs break from running.
Wang Jixuan had given the order, and Mudan had no choice but to obey.
They had actually made preparations before;
However, compared to the original plan to destroy the outer base and retreat, Mudan secretly modified it to run away without destroying the outer base.
Anyway, leaving a bunch of alloy frames here wouldn't convey too much information in itself.
In just three hours, Wang Jixuan took away the huge stone slab entering the first base, waved his hand, and temporarily bid farewell to this empty mountain space.
He went straight to the horizon and hid outside the Mustard Seed Realm.
Mao Mo sat on a mountain in the center of the Mustard Seed Realm, with two hovering drones nearby, solemnly picked up the jade talisman, and wrote a few lines of blood.
It was nothing more than the usual story of Dou Qian doing evil.
Afterwards, Mao Mo took a deep breath, injected mana into the jade talisman, and sat next to it to wait.
A wisp of immortal light disappeared from the jade talisman and quickly rushed into the distance.
Then…
Mao Mo sat alone on the mountain, with the passing sun, moon, and clouds overhead, day after day, three days and three nights, more than ten days and nights passed.
Just as Mao Mo was about to give up, a beam of immortal light lit up from the horizon.
It's here!
The drones hovering near Mao Mo immediately landed;
Mao Mo jumped up in excitement, but then remembered that he had to perform a weak appearance, bent his legs and knelt down again.
The immortal light was getting closer and closer, and inside it was actually a jade talisman, steadily stopping in front of Mao Mo.
A few traces of Dao rhythm flowed out from the jade talisman, and a light curtain spread out, with two lines of small characters appearing on it.
[Preserve yourself and return to the Immortal Realm. Tianluo has been asked to hunt down Dou Qian.]
Pa!
The jade talisman shattered, and the Dao rhythm dissipated with the wind, leaving only a wisp of breeze carrying the spiritual energy of the Immortal Realm, blowing before Mao Mo's eyes.
Mao Mo: …
Wang Jixuan, who was observing from a very far distance: …
Mudan was laughing hysterically in subspace.
Mao Mo jumped up and gave the middle finger to the direction from which the immortal light came. That 'grass' word, taught by Zheng Shiduo, was pronounced clearly and forcefully, with great momentum.
…
The Immortal Palace in the Immortal Realm didn't care about the lives and deaths of the scattered immortals they sent out.
Mao Mo quickly became depressed.
He hid in his own room, drinking alcohol, listening to music, and the last bit of pride and self-esteem disappeared in his eyes, leaving behind bitterness and confusion.
Wang Jixuan didn't have time to come and comfort Mao Mo.
Opportunity knocks!
The Immortal Realm didn't care about this place, and the six sects of this realm were in the toddler stage. Of the six scattered immortals, only the fat immortal Mao Mo was left.
Then what are we waiting for?
If we don't mine, then what are we waiting for!
Wang Jixuan directly ordered Mudan to send out all the beetle mechs to mine the seabed and the land. Whether it was various ores used by mechanical civilizations or various spiritual mines related to cultivation and spiritual energy, as long as they could be found, they would all be brought back.
The rules of the cultivation world state that one must leave a line when taking treasures.
Wang Jixuan also fully promoted this virtue, mining but not uprooting.
Leaving the roots of those spiritual veins will allow them to potentially recover into new veins after millions of years of solidification.
By the way, Wang Jixuan also considered the future growth of these six sects.
Wang Jixuan only mined 60% of the pure spiritual stone veins;
Daoist Wang only mined 80% of the veins used for refining treasures;
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Wang Jixuan only had Mudan mine 90% of the ores unrelated to cultivation and used to make alloy machines.
One cannot be too extreme in doing things.
Otherwise, it would be harmful to the heavens.
Thus, a mighty mining operation, invisible to the mortals of this realm, officially began.
Beetle mech-related technology was also rapidly iterating under these conditions.
The total computing power controlled by Mudan was rapidly increasing.
Perhaps, when the cultivators of those six sects grow up, they will think that their cultivation world should be so… barren.
As the beetle mechs began to bring back ore continuously, Wang Jixuan lost his pressure, and the person also became relaxed.
He began to actively ask Amina out, and the feelings between the two were also rapidly heating up.
However, Daoist Wang didn't take the initiative, so the relationship between the two didn't have any substantial breakthroughs. After all, Amina herself was a slow-moving person, and she enjoyed this feeling of love that she had never experienced before.
This naiveté, at over seventeen thousand years old, made Daoist Wang feel utterly overwhelmed.
Mao Mo, however, quickly cheered up.
With nothing else to do, and Zheng Shiduo equally bored, the two became sworn brothers, spending their days in leisure and amusement.
Mao Mo would occasionally return to the Heavenly Fiend Sect's mountain gate, but he didn't appear there often.
These six mountain gates, mostly populated by junior disciples, were surprisingly vibrant with life.
Each mountain gate had a standard-issue Scripture Repository, containing rubbings of texts brought by the Six Immortals from their respective sects in the Immortal Realm, which formed the foundation for each gate's future.
From the perspective of these junior disciples, the six founders seemed to have clashed after establishing their sects and passing down their teachings, leading to several major battles before they disappeared without a trace.
This also sowed the seeds for future conflicts between the six mountain gates.
However, all of this was irrelevant to Wang Jixuan.
He had no future in this realm.
Wang Jixuan had previously worried that his excessive interference in this realm would cause him to reach a certain threshold mentioned by Senior White Bone prematurely.
However, Wang Jixuan didn't expect that this point would arrive a mere four months after he let Mudan go wild.
He was happily mining away, about to launch a major operation, with the Immortal Armor Beetles having just covered three-fifths of this mustard seed world;
When suddenly, a sandglass countdown appeared before Wang Jixuan's eyes.
The flow of sand wasn't slow; Wang Jixuan calculated that he probably only had three hours.
Moreover, there was a small skull symbol at the top of the sandglass.
Daoist Wang jolted awake and immediately told Mudan to pack up, recalling all the Immortal Armor Beetles, and ordering those too far away to self-destruct on the spot.
"Boss, what's wrong!"
"It seems Senior White Bone is summoning us, and we probably only have five hours."
"Okay!"
Mudan immediately agreed, then reminded him, "Please allow me to stay by your side this time to assist you!"
"Alright, I've prepared a magic treasure ship that can carry some supplies… Everyone, gather!"
"What's happening? What's happening?"
Mao Mo and Zheng Shiduo ran over together.
Wang Jixuan glanced at them, and his vision went dark.
Mao Mo, once a handsome and flourishing chubby immortal, now had a buzz cut, sported stubble, wore a thick gold chain around his neck, and was dressed in hip-hop leather pants and a leather jacket, with sunglasses perched on his forehead, seemingly blocking his path to aesthetic improvement.
Wang Jixuan: …
"Old bro, happy?"
"Happy! Extremely happy!"
Mao Mo exclaimed:
"This humble Daoist thought that listening to music and looking at girls every day was the ultimate enjoyment in life, but I never expected that there would be so many other ways to have fun."
"Let me tell you…"
"Eh, no need to say more about that."
Wang Jixuan thought for a moment and proactively asked:
"Old bro, you're a Loose Immortal and also came from the Immortal Realm. Later, I'd like to ask you to join me in my travels."
"We'll be leaving this realm in two or three hours, heading to a new mustard seed world… or at least, I think it's a mustard seed world."
"That Grand Luo?"
"That's right, he's coming to pick us up."
"Whoa! You should have said so sooner! I need to quickly change into a Daoist robe!"
"No need, no need," Wang Jixuan said with a smile, "That senior is also unconventional, you don't need to be so nervous."
"Alright then… Sigh, this…"
Mao Mo scratched his head.
He had been hiding here during this time, using amusement to pass the time and avoid facing the fact that he was an 'abandoned husband from the Immortal Realm'.
"Cheer up," Wang Jixuan patted Mao Mo's shoulder, "There's still a bright future ahead!"
"I should still change into a Daoist robe."
Mao Mo turned and hurried away, while the others exchanged amused glances.
Wang Jixuan winked at Zheng Shiduo and asked telepathically, "Is this old bro trustworthy?"
"Guaranteed!"
Zheng Shiduo raised his eyebrows at Wang Jixuan:
"Except for the fact that he doesn't know I'm a pervert, and I don't know who his dream goddess is, we've talked about everything else!"
Wang Jixuan nodded.
That was good, he couldn't have his alien soul puppet flaunting around, having Mao Mo around to assist would at least provide some Loose Immortal combat power.
The base quickly became lively, then gradually quieted down.
Mudan timed it perfectly, recalling ninety percent of the Immortal Armor Beetles, and then ordered the remaining ten percent to destroy any traces of their existence, self-destructing on the spot.
The sand in the hourglass before Wang Jixuan was almost gone.
The cliff base began to collapse downwards, its internal steel structure having already been recycled and stored in the first base.
Wang Jixuan threw out a handful of talismans, setting the area ablaze.
A beam of immortal light bloomed from his forehead;
No, it should be said that it shone down from the high sky, landing on his forehead, but somehow, it seemed to slowly rise from his forehead, soaring into the sky.
Wang Jixuan took out the treasure ship, having Mao Mo and Mudan sit inside, while Wang Jixuan sat on the deck, breathing softly.
Drip.
Wang Jixuan faintly saw a curtain of water ripple open before him. As he breathed softly, the water curtain disappeared, and he found himself in a starry sky.
Ahead, Senior White Bone was standing there naked, hands behind his back, exposing his bone structure.
As soon as Wang Jixuan arrived, the senior let out a faint sigh.
Wang Jixuan thought he had misheard.
He detected a hint of 'resentment' in the senior's sigh.