Chapter 1258: Blue Star, Returning to Earth

Chapter 1258 -338: Blue Star, Returning to Earth

Ning Zheng had a premonition.

There should be a significant connection between the two sides.

After all.

Immortal Venerable Chang Zhen came from prehistoric times, captured by Celestial Phenomenon Immortal Venerates!

Blue Star, also coming from prehistoric times, seems more reasonable.

Blue Star should belong to the past, a remote branch of the River of Time, with countless parallel worlds, where Blue Star once flourished in certain parallel branches.

This is how figures like Immortal Venerable Chang Zhen emerged.

Such conjecture seems the most reasonable, doesn’t it?

Next, he didn’t rush to set off, but instead adapted to the Ninth Layer of the True Immortal Realm, and made arrangements for various aspects of operations.

Then, he personally inspected each professional area of the manor, the Alchemy Room, the Blacksmith Shop, the Hairpin Lady Tower, the Spirit Farmer area, browsing through them all.

“Greetings, Old Manager!”

“Greetings, Old Manager!”

“Sir, you look so handsome!”

Amidst a wave of flattery, he bid farewell to various heads of the Blacksmiths, and added a bit of Qi Fortune Value to Mo Mei and True Man Danding.

[-3 trillion] 𝚏𝗋ℯⅇ

[-3 trillion]

The two also managed to successfully break through to the Immortal Venerate position, adding considerable backbone support to his side, Xi Rong.

As for managing forces, he was not very familiar.

But adding a few manor tributors to help blacksmiths share management pressure was still feasible!

After that, he chatted with the Embers of the three Neutral Immortal Venerates.

Shell Immortal Venerate apologized, “About the previous matters, we are very sorry. Indeed, peace must be fought for, to think we still bore a shred of hope.”

Great Longevity Immortal Venerate: “This time, we will surely come back alive!”

Immortal Venerable Pingtian: “With the massive transformation of heaven and earth, we won’t fall behind.”

The three of them had already half-awakened, realizing they were already dead.

But to fully awaken is no simple matter.

After finishing communication with these Immortal Venerates, Ning Zheng went to find Lamp Buddha, Jiu Shui, incarnated as Taibai Golden Immortal’s Cursed and others, revived as Earth-bound Spirit.

They discussed Tao for about thirty years, equivalent to half a day.

In this period, he gained some insights.

Moreover, he found the distribution of power in this unofficial history quite comfortable!

He didn’t have to manage the circles of the former Immortal Realm and Netherworld.

The responsibilities were replaced by the Divine Court and various forces, and he only needed to act as a Neutral Business Alliance.

As for resources?

Sorry.

Funds were not an issue now.

After that war, the corpses left by the fallen Immortal Venerable Chang Zhen, materials from various Immortal Venerates, supreme treasures, everything was abundant.

One could say, this wave of the “future” was a huge profit!

Because now the future’s area had expanded to 4 points, while the past’s area had shrunk to only 46 points.

A tremendous harvest, properly digested, would give each member of Xi Rong Manor a piece of the Six-God Armor.

Now, the four Jiumu Qing in the Blacksmith Shop were hammering away with vigor, and there wasn’t enough manpower!

Ning Zheng even thought about perhaps finding a way to get a few more Jiumu Qing?

More blacksmiths working on forging would increase output and foundation!

Even though watching each Immortal Venerable Chang Zhen being treated like this felt a bit conflicting.

But on second thought:

“Forget it, if the blacksmiths are jumping into the Forging Furnace, why shouldn’t I, the Xirong Manor Master, jump a little?”

“Moreover, it’s the dimension-fallen version of me that’s jumping, sending Immortal Venerable Chang Zhen to rest in peace is also my responsibility.”

Look at Jiumu Qing, seeing their other-dimensional self fall, directly capturing them for torment, it still seems decent for our people!

Moreover, Immortal Venerable Chang Zhen’s character was already twisted, branded with an ideological seal, making it hard to save them, kindness would only harm others and oneself.

Finally, he found the painter.

Upon finding the painter, he was in the midst of meticulously refining a painting, looking serene, sitting atop a cliff, gazing at the vast starlit river overhead.

“So, do you want me to paint you a parallel world?” With the brilliant starlit backdrop, the painter said without turning his head, colored auroras swirling around.

“That’s right.” Ning Zheng spoke frankly.

“I don’t paint timelines without creativity, a Daoist’s Golden Core barely counts as a creative system.”

The painter dipped his pen in ink lightly saying:

“Besides, there’s no new character material, without sufficient lead templates on the stage, how can the story advance to become a vast and grand history?”

Ning Zheng frowned, “A new reincarnation is already being established, all beings beginning to reincarnate, the roles within will increase, more geniuses will eventually emerge.”

“It’s just that our reincarnation is still confined to the territory of the [Future] nation, not opting to reincarnate across the border to the [Past] nation.”

“After all, as you know, our earlier negotiations failed, we have no reason to provide neighboring nations with our population resources.”

The painter chatted with Ning Zheng for a while, stating he was preparing a new world line, and with bridges burned, he was naturally ready to crazily install more figurative faucets for continual release.

Still, what style this parallel unofficial history would take, was kept secret for now.

Ning Zheng didn’t linger long, anyhow the painting wasn’t about him, at most, at most only about Immortal Venerable Chang Zhen?

Anyway, he wasn’t personally acquainted; nobody knew the truth.

Even Ning Zheng merely speculated there might be some connection between Immortal Venerable Chang Zhen and himself, with casual conversation, Ning Zheng left directly.

After roughly managing the resettlement and migration from this massive upheaval, Ning Zheng took time to do meaningful tasks, exploring Blue Star.

Rustle!

With a single step, turning around, reincarnated through the Xi Rong platform, back to his original hometown.

…

Blue Star.

Upon opening his eyes, he found himself at the crossroads of a street.

In the distance, the streets bustled with traffic, buildings aglow with dense white lights from office windows, teeming with overworked employees.

The signs on both sides had familiar square characters.

Cars passed by, a beautiful female host doing a live street broadcast, while a group of old ladies danced in a plaza nearby.

Thoughts spread, reaching streets away.

The distant food street sold skewers, bustling with men and women casually strolling and chatting.

Further away, those who just logged off after 7 were at the barbecue stall dining, discussing passionately about “Xi Rong”, “the plot this time was impressive”, “facing the ages”, “the main storyline was a pinnacle moment”.

They, the newcomers, were discussing today’s tasks, blacksmithing, apprenticeship, how much Magic Coins they earned.

Ning Zheng quietly strolled down the street, feeling the throng around, thoughts continuing to spread.

Surprisingly, along the street, there were various collectibles on sale, among them Xin Xichen, Jiu Shui, and Shadow Crocodile plushies were the bestsellers, and inside the shop was a video play.

It was the recording of that battle, with numerous players cheering.

Evidently, “Sword Casting Manor” had now become a national game.

With just a slight inhale, Ning Zheng sensed everything.

“This is neither the [Past], nor the [Future], but the [Present].”