The Path Toward Heaven

Whether it was the previous two assassinations, the mobilization of warships, or the methods used against Xilai and Cao Yuan, it all proved that the organization with the butterfly as its totem had unimaginable influence in the military. The officer of the Internal Affairs Department who went to the Priest Academy to investigate just now can be said to be a statement, but it is not a deterrent.

Ran Donglou was silent for a while, and said, Are you from that world?

Jing Jiu said, Have you seen others?

Ran Donglou showed an incomprehensible smile, and said slowly, General Li.

Yes, the current military commander of the Galaxy Alliance, General Li, is an ascendant from Chaotian Continent.

Dong'er occasionally overheard a conversation between me and her mother when she was a child, and became very curious about that organization, so she began to investigate secretly. In fact, she didn't know it at all. It's not a secret among the upper echelons of the alliance.

Ran Donglou glanced at the closed door and said, Only by breaking cocoons can we become butterflies. Since there are cocoon breakers, there will naturally be butterflies.

Jing Jiu asked, You don't like these cocoon breakers?

Ran Donglou gave a very clear answer: I am the Priest School.

Jing Jiu said, He can kill you all directly.

Even if there are many native martial arts experts in the Galaxy Human Alliance, even at the level of Ran Donglou, it is still impossible for them to be opponents of Chaotian Continent Ascendants. He was very aware of the level of that General Li, and he also knew that there might be stronger ascenders here, and these people had completely integrated with the interstellar civilization.

Ran Donglou once again gave a clear answer: The cocoon breakers want to rule the world and need that person's help.

The priestess of the main star has the oldest inheritance and the most profound realm. She is admired and worshiped by hundreds of millions of believers in the Galaxy Alliance. No one dares to peek at her name, and she is only called by that one.

Jing Jiu then asked, Why me?

If the local powerhouses of the Galaxy Alliance don't like Ascended, why would they choose him? Why do you trust him?

Before the god left, he said that there would be new gods coming here.

Ran Donglou said: Since the star gate priestess thinks it might be you, why don't I give it a try? Of course, the main reason is because you are very strong.

Jing Jiu said, Benefits?

Ran Donglou said, Why did you refuse their investigation?

Jing Jiu said, It makes sense.

Ran Donglou said: The authority is my goodwill, the transaction is a matter of the future, because that person hasn't seen you yet, if she thinks it's not you, we can only establish a personal friendship, and the little girl will become your most loyal waiter.

Thinking about Ran Handong's computer skills, Jing Jiu didn't express any objection, and asked, When will I see you?

Even if you are a candidate god, you can only wait for that call.

Ran Donglou stood up and said, Don't stay in the Priest Academy. You killed so many of them, there will be revenge.

Jing Jiu said, No.

Those cocoonbreakers, or the previous generation of ascenders, would not retaliate against him for the dead in that battleship.

In the eyes of those people, these soldiers of the Galaxy Alliance are no different from ants.

As for other revenge, he doesn't care.

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Back in the building of the Priest Academy, Ran Handong didn't leave, and consciously started tidying up the downstairs rooms.

What's the matter? Zhong Lizi asked.

From today onwards, she will be my secretary, you just leave those chores to her.

Jing Jiu lay down on the chair, looking a little tired.

Are you sure there's nothing wrong? she asked with some concern.

After leaving the Yinhai Nebula, it took seven days for the battleship Lieyang to reach the main planet. During these seven days, Jing Jiu spent most of the time sleeping, a real kind of sleep.

This is a very rare thing.

It's okay. Jing Jiu said.

Zhong Lizi looked into his eyes and said, Then why did you take off your hat?

Jing Jiu touched his earlobe and said, It's a bit boring.

Zhong Lizi looked at the movement of his fingers and said, You've never done this before.

When she was in the apartment in the underground block, she noticed that his earlobe was somewhat damaged. It didn't look like he was injured by a sharp object, but more like a small piece of solid stone fell from the stone carving.

She once asked him if it hurt. He said he didn't feel it.

Since he doesn't feel it, why does he touch it so often these days?

The water in the iron kettle boiled.

Throw in a few pieces of tea leaves, and soon there will be a faint fragrance.

Zhong Lizi knew that he only drank tea for the purpose of drinking it, and he didn't care about the shade, but he preferred the lighter one because it looked better.

Jing Jiu took a sip of the tea, and found that the tea tasted smoother for some reason, whether her handicraft had improved or for some other reason.

He noticed again that the pattern on the iron pot looked familiar, and after thinking about it, he remembered that in the Star Gate Sacrificial Hall, he had drawn up a picture for the priestess to see.

The teacher memorized all the patterns and styles, and asked the main star to cast the iron pot, but I am not sure whether the iron quality is the same.

Zhong Lizi now calls the priestess of the Stargate a teacher, and she laughed happily when Jing Jiu finally noticed the iron pot and the small stove.

Jing Jiu thought about the priestess who firmly believed that he was the new god, looked at her and asked, You know?

Hearing this question, Zhong Lizi became a little nervous. After hesitating for a moment, he said softly: The teacher said...you are the new god, let me serve you well.

I'm not, so you don't have to be so cautious, but don't think about the drama of me elope with you.

Jing Jiu rubbed her head and said, Just like before.

The red hair became scribbled, mischievously like a restless poem, and like a Forth sword with messed up marks.

It used to be like in the underground apartment, like in the Star Gate Hotel, like in Shenmo Peak.

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From now on, Jing Jiu has been waiting in this building for that call.

Time passed slowly, as if it had been a long time, but in fact only three days had passed.

The Bishop of Taiyang and the senior officials of the Priestly Academy knew about the secrets, and they served them very carefully.

All kinds of news continuously spread to Ran Handong, and then relayed to him.

The investigation of the attack on the battleship Lie Yang by the military department is in-depth. The captain was taken to the Internal Affairs Department, and the officers and soldiers on the battleship were transferred to a certain base.

The sacrificial hall remained silent, and the Ran family did not speak.

In the early morning of the fourth day, it rained heavily, and a very thick mist grew in the mountains around the College of Priests.

Standing on the terrace, Jing Jiu looked at the fog as thick as milk, and thought of Yunji Town outside the green hills.

He suddenly said, I want to go out for a walk.

Ran Handong stood beside him like a secretary. After hearing this sentence, he subconsciously wanted to object, then remembered his identity and said, I'll arrange it immediately.

No need to make arrangements. Jing Jiu turned around and put the teacup in her hand, and walked out of the building.

The so-called arrangement is nothing more than notifying the sacrificial hall, and then notifying the Ran family, and arranging the relevant travel security personnel.

He doesn't need these.

The suspension train brought up a slight wind and brought him and Ran Handong away from the Priest Academy and came to the Capital Special Administrative Region.