The Path Toward Heaven

All the humans in the Federation of the Milky Way had to salute him.

General Li came to the lab on the second floor and looked down at the metal counter, his face showing no emotion.

Jian Xilai lay on the metal counter, his armless body looking a bit eerie, though but the wires and tubes inserted into his body looked even more so.

His spiritual soul had been damaged by General Li's powerful a.s.sault, and the workers in the lab were trying to re-activate it.

Along with the buzzing sound of electric flow, Jian Xilai's body started to twitch again, a painful expression showing on his face.

The gold-colored liquid was flowing in the thin tubes that were inserted into his brain. Though it was unclear what substance it was, it must be the source of his pain.

The workers of the lab looked at the indicators on the light screen with a grave and uneasy expression; they failed to understand why this subject still resisted the external commands.

It was obvious that his brain was already dead; there shouldn't have been any response from. Was it that he resisted out of instinct?

"Remarkable," remarked General Li expressionlessly while looking down at the scene below. "Increase the volume and boost the frequency three times more."

The head of the lab attempted to turn down the order reflexively, thinking that the subject would become a mad man even if he could wake up after such treatment. However, he didn't do so when he realized that this was an order from General Li. He wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and rushed downstairs.

It didn't take long before Jian Xilai suddenly opened his eyes, eyes full of bewilderment and struggle.

His body suddenly arched as a dreadful shriek came out from between his opened bloodless lips.

This was an excruciatingly painful shriek though it was more than that.

It was a feeling before a wild animal was to be locked in an iron cage, a fresh flower to be put in a bucket and the sun to be placed by someone in a metal case…

General Li looked at the scene expressionlessly, knowing that this soul had finally opted to give up. He said after a moment of silence, "Install the best combat mechanic arms of the latest model for him."

This showed his respect for Jian Xilai.

…

…

Coming back to the bridge at the bow of the battles.h.i.+p, General Li poured a cup of green tea for himself and sat down in a chair. He remained silent for a long time while looking at the s.p.a.ce outside the window.

He forgot to drink the tea until it was almost cold in the cup.

The starlight in the s.p.a.ce was a bit too bright. He squinted his eyes and then rubbed the center between his eyes, feeling a little tired.

Regardless of how high Jian Xilai's state of sword work was, he was not a threat without adequate preparation.

It was not hard to defeat him. Yet, it was more difficult to completely defeat his spiritual soul. Jian Xilai's willpower and pureness of his sword heart surpa.s.sed his imagination.

It didn't take long for General Li to recover his calmness. His expression was as deep and cold as the s.p.a.ce outside the window.

He took out a book from underneath the small square table on which the teacup was placed.

The paperback books were rare in

Yet, he was more used to reading paperback books. It was the habit he had established in Chaotian, and his habit hadn't changed much after many years.

He had been reading this book in the last thirty days.

This was a novel t.i.tled "The Path Toward Heaven".

He turned to a page randomly. It happened to be the episode in which Bai Ren was called back to Chaotian by deception and then killed by the Snow Girl.

"I don't understand how she opted to come out since she lacked courage and wisdom. The pract.i.tioners on Cloud-Dream Mountain only know to use the medicines to boost their Cultivation states, and as a result, a bunch of useless pract.i.tioners have been produced there."

General Li muttered to himself, "If all of these are true, why haven't the Snow Girl shown up yet?"

He realized the story was true by now; it was because Jian Xilai, as described in the novel, had really comprehended the essence of the All in One Sword.

He turned to another page randomly. It was the episode in which Taiping tried to destroy the world. An appreciative expression showed in his eyes.

After a long while, he suddenly asked, "Where is our little friend now?"

"At the Yinhai Nebula 33131.7."

A voice burst out in a corner of the room.

It sounded emotionless. Though the voice was the same as that of regular people, it appeared rather cold, as if it were uttered from a machine. A young soldier, without military hat and shoulder pads, walked out from the corner. He had a normal appearance though his face showed a pale and bloodless skin, devoid of temperature.

General Li said without looking at him, "Tell Chi Song to go there and take a look after he has found that broadsword man."

The young soldier acknowledged expressionlessly.

General Li put down the novel and had a sip of the cold tea. After a moment of silence, he said, "Don't kill Jing Jiu."

The tea leaves in the teacup were drifting and twirling slowly, resembling the traveling battles.h.i.+ps in the s.p.a.ce or the flying b.u.t.terflies.

…

…

If one looked up at the night sky on the Stargate Base, they would be able to see a star formation in the form of "王" (a.k.a. King) in the north during summertime.

A star on the right side of the top line of the formation was named the First Right King Star.

There were six planets circling this permanent star. The humans lived on the third planet; but it was not officially named yet, the temporary name being the No. 3Forward Base.

It was not that long ago that the No. Three Forward Base was discovered by the expedition s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p of the Federation of the Milky Way. The formal colonization of the planet hadn't begun yet. But in comparison to the environment on the Planet Lindeng, a mining planet, it had a much better one. A few million residents had already lived on this planet merely after a few decades. The other planets in the solar system were not suitable for humans to reside on, and it was too costly to modify their environments. As such, they were designated as the free mining planets. The explosions occurred once in a while on those planets; afterwards, the mining s.p.a.ces.h.i.+ps would land on them like vultures to peck tens of thousands of tons of ores before they left. Then, they would bring the ores to the No. Three Forward Base for was.h.i.+ng and selecting, which then were transported to other larger transfer stations.

Boom!!!

A smoking flower could be seen on the surface of a planet, which looked adorable. In fact, the smoke and dust had reached a height of several thousand meters in the sky.

Dozens of mining s.p.a.ces.h.i.+ps headed toward the planet before the smoke and dusts settled. They came back with full loads soon after.

The mining s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p in the front steadied itself after readjusting its positions. The blinding light of the permanent star was out of sight; in its place was a green planet.

It was the No. Three Forward Base, covered with a layer of ocean-like plantation; but no lifeform of high intelligence had evolved on it yet. However, the discovery of the planet had nevertheless drawn the attention of the entire Federation of the Milky Way. At least a few thousand scientists from the Science Academy resided on the planet; and the TV stations from a few major planets had been broadcasting live from it.

For the workers on the mining s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p, the green planet was nothing but to give them a sensation of homecoming.

"Captain, this year's workload for the company will be completed after this trip. You will be able to go with us to have a drink, right? I'll find three girls for you."

A worker yelled at the control tower, arousing a barrage of responses.

"Right! One girl will be pressed to death by the boss, who is so tall."

"Hahahaha! But you guys shouldn't let the Master Captain drink too much, and take it easy."

The owner of this mining s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p was a tall and fat man. Listening to the shouts of his colleagues, he smiled genuinely. "I have something to take care of this evening. You guys go ahead," said he.

Hearing the captain's answer, they were displeased.

The fat captain didn't say anything more. He brought out a broadsword of about half a meter long from the underneath of the work station and started to manicure his fingernails with it.

The mining s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p suddenly grew quiet, with a peaceful intent.

…