CHAPTER 823: CHAPTER 373: BOOK OF CIVILIZATION

’Boring.’

Wang Jixuan floated out from the black energy, which swiftly returned to shroud him.

The demeanor of a Righteous Cultivator returned quickly.

Nierdamon frowned slightly, but as a Spirit Cultivator, he was clueless about cultivation techniques. However, he did not forget the alliance they had formed and strictly adhered to their agreement.

Just as Wang Jixuan was about to enter, both Amina and Nierdamon spoke up almost simultaneously.

"Hold on a moment!"

"There is something..."

Amina raised her hand in a gesture of invitation: "You first."

"Alright," Nierdamon looked towards the palace, initially intending to use a Spiritual Energy Circuit for transmission, but considering this was the origin of all core circuits, he abandoned such possibly futile actions.

He directly said:

"I saw some magazines in the confinement room, and on the middle page of each magazine, there’s your portrait and quotes.

"They refer to you as the Great Pioneer.

"That should be you."

Subsequently, Nierdamon stared at Wang Jixuan’s face, hoping to catch a glimpse of surprise and bewilderment.

But this robust man quickly disappointed him.

Wang Jixuan merely nodded calmly and cupped his hands towards Nierdamon.

"Thank you for informing me."

Nierdamon was a bit at a loss.

Was he not shocked by this news at all?

Was it because the Spirit Cultivators’ threshold for shock was too low?

Amina smoothly moved next to Wang Jixuan, carefully advising: "If you can avoid conflict after entering, try not to cause it. Our purpose here is to uncover the truth and resolve Earth’s crisis."

"Alright," Master Wang nodded in agreement.

He smiled and said: "Do you take me for a reckless youngster? I was just weighing the military strength here just now."

"Uh, you looked like you were about to fight to the death."

"What can’t be regained on the battlefield cannot be regained at the negotiation table either."

Wang Jixuan simply explained:

"Without the determination and attitude of burning one’s boats, even the greatest strength is just an empty shell."

Amina nodded lightly and said no more.

She believed Wang Jixuan would have it figured out in his heart.

"Follow me, I’ve been here twice, I know where she is."

Amina called out, leading the two of them simultaneously toward the central great hall.

Wang Jixuan turned his head and shouted: "Feel free to roam around here! Don’t clash with the drones!"

Responses from Wu Man and the others came from afar.

Spiritual Sense was suppressed, they couldn’t transmit, and could only shout at the top of their lungs.

Communication was basically relying on shouts.

In the palace, the long-necked "bamboo pole" Residual Spirit sat quietly, with three cushions placed in front of it.

This great hall had reliefs similar to the Subspace Stone Wall of Spirit Cultivators on all four sides, emitting glimmers that constantly danced about, making it look like a mortal realm Immortal Realm.

Wang Jixuan and the other two landed in front of the hall.

The Ancient Remnant Spirit stood up, crossed its hands in front of its chest, and slowly bowed.

"Great Pioneer, welcome back."

Wang Jixuan ignored the Spirit Cultivators on either side, snorted coldly, and with his hands behind his back, stepped into the great hall.

He said indifferently: "Do you still have a single word of truth in your mouth?"

"From now on, everything I say will only be the truth."

"You’re like Old Sophie, with a mouth full of lies."

"It’s not the same," the Ancient Remnant Spirit sighed, "Had I not used lies to deceive and coax you here, I would have completely lost the chance to bring you into Cloud City. You had already left this civilization, which is something we didn’t want to see."

She paused, speaking softly:

"Moreover, I now have no motivation to lie at all. In Cloud City, whether it’s you now, or Amina and this brute, you won’t be able to leave without my permission.

"Please let us have a calm and open conversation.

"Regardless of the outcome of our discussion, as compensation for deceiving you here, I will activate the planetary barrier to protect the human world on the surface and also safeguard this place from being invaded by vile Blade Beasts."

Wang Jixuan nodded.

Since I’ve come, I might as well settle in.

Wasn’t this why he came?

Wang Jixuan walked into the great hall with a faint smile.

The brute, whose name wasn’t even worth being mentioned, had a face as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Nierdamon felt the contempt, even being ignored.

"Sit down."

...

From the corner of the great hall came the tinkling sound of a zither, and from afar, came what seemed like the soft humming of a male voice.

Wang Jixuan sat cross-legged opposite the Ancient Remnant Spirit;

Amina seated herself elegantly with her legs together at an angle, while Nierdamon imitated Wang Jixuan’s cross-legged posture.

"Great Pioneer, you may call me He Ruli, which is the transliteration of my name.

"Now, if you have any questions, feel free to ask me."

Wang Jixuan shook his head: "I don’t want to be a questioning machine, tell us what you know and can share with us."

The Ancient Remnant Spirit He Ruli frowned slightly, seemingly unable to organize her thoughts.

A few minutes later, she spoke softly:

"You have already found two clues in the city, and there’s no point in hiding anything further.

"As you have seen, the civilization that disappeared 600,000 planetary orbits ago was once guided by you, and in the nurturing of the technology you shared, a Spiritual Civilization was born.

"Half of everything here originates from your selfless sharing."

"Selfless?" Wang Jixuan sneered, "I find that hard to believe."

"What do you mean?"

"The art of cultivation should not be lightly passed on," Wang Jixuan said, "Even though I have no memory of the interaction with you, my principles have always remained the same, and I do not believe I would easily pass on the sect’s teachings to you."

He Ruli remained silent.

She said softly: "But in reality, you did share."