Chapter 631: History
Long Chengwu didn't dare tell his father about this, nor did he even dare to probe in any way, because Long Tianxiang was an extremely traditional man.
He could allow his son to have three thousand beauties in his harem; in his eyes, that was a symbol of his capability to procreate and carry on the family line. But he would absolutely not tolerate his son liking the same sex—that was the unwavering conviction of a steel straight man.
"Perhaps I should abstain for a while first... otherwise, my legs might get broken." After much deliberation, Long Chengwu decided to temporarily set this matter aside.
"As long as I focus all my attention on managing the family's industries, even Dad won't think there's anything wrong with me not touching women. He'll even think I've made progress."
Long Chengwu had made up his mind: before figuring out what was going on, he would rein himself in a bit and try to think with his upper body.
Otherwise, if he were to suffer from "brain-butt separation syndrome," where he couldn't grasp his own standing, and become a laughingstock, his traditional and extremely image-conscious father might just melt him down.
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"Thief hahahaha... Since that blob of jelly has already taken the lead and left, it's time for me to go too. If I can return alive, then farewell!"
On Mars, Edward Teach, whose new laugh was just as nauseating as his old one, grabbed the giant corpse left behind by Yin Huo, preparing to traverse space with his physical body.
Bai Mo, standing by, merely scanned everything happening beneath his feet with his divine sense, yet did not stop his departure.
He knew that was the primary content of Edward Teach's deal with Yin Huo.
Edward Teach was responsible for using a scheme to lure out Bai Mo and leverage his power to destroy the many nodes on Mars that bound Yin Huo's existence, while Yin Huo would leave its strongest body to him.
As for how many ant-like lives would be implicated in the process, that was outside the scope of consideration for the two great gods.
After all, one of the great gods was a villain who slaughtered like cutting hemp, with piles of bleached bones behind him, while the other was a monster born high above, never treading the mortal dust.
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Undergoing the Reincarnation Tribulation required traversing to other spatial layers to reincarnate, but traversing the gaps between spatial layers with one's physical body carried a high risk of death if one didn't possess seventh-stage physical strength and an undying nature.
Unless, like those from Xierdesi, one abandoned their physical body and opted for soul traversal in a pure soul form...
Edward Teach took these giant remains precisely to withstand the various dangers within the spatial gaps, treating them as a one-time consumable to help himself charge through the gaps and physically traverse to a pre-selected spatial layer world.
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Compared to a completely new world, undergoing tribulation by traversing to the Manghuang Realm, like Yun Jie, would naturally be much simpler. However, being suspicious by nature, he didn't like living in a world that had been infiltrated like a sieve.
Through the covert assistance and matchmaking of the Xierdesi Main God Temple, the Federation and the Manghuang Realm indeed had quite a few channels for communication.
As long as one was willing to pay a sufficiently large price, teleporting a projection to the other side was not a problem.
Not to mention, he had done so many immoral things, slaughtering across the land and accumulating enemies everywhere. And this time, his plan to shake the Moon had offended absolutely everyone...
If he had no one to protect him in the Manghuang Realm, there was a good chance someone from the Federation might attempt an "inter-world manhunt" and kill him during his tribulation.
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"Good luck."
Bai Mo watched as a small monster dragging a large monster gradually disappeared into the void. At the same time, three streams of light flew out from the Moon, plunging together into the vortex created by the large monster.
"Breaking through to both Celestial Immortal and Ghost Immortal paths simultaneously, huh..." In the last moment before Edward Teach vanished, Bai Mo discovered his ambition.
He had originally intended to chuckle a few times, but found that this possessed projection, in its continuous rebirth, had also been eroded by the main body's Daoization power, and now he couldn't even manage a laugh.
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"Edward Teach!" After returning to the Moon, the Federation's high-ranking officials uttered that name through gritted teeth.
Whether it was the fact that he was the only council member who hadn't left by spaceship, or the several shooting stars that vanished into space at the end, all pointed the finger of suspicion for the behind-the-scenes machinations at Edward Teach.
Unfortunately, no matter how much their teeth itched with hatred, they had no way to punish Edward Teach, who had been calculating everything from the very beginning until this day.
"It's a pity he didn't reincarnate into the Manghuang Realm, otherwise I'd make him wish he were dead! How dare he scheme against us like this."
"As long as he's not an idiot, he couldn't possibly still choose the Manghuang Realm... The Federation having secret agents over there is already an open secret."
"At least he left us millions of tons of Empty Profound Crystals."
"Those were originally ours!"
"Without Edward, the Empty Profound Crystal veins hidden deep within the earth's crust would have gone undiscovered for who knows how many more years."
"That was his power too!"
"Ironheart, how much more time do you need?"
"One hour. In one hour, the Omnidirectional Gravity Device can return to normal."
"That person's projection's power is already starting to wane. You need to seize the time."
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"Is this... his limit?"
After more than ten hours of frantic consumption, the Giant of Light, which had propped open the Moon and Mars, began to show a visible dullness on its surface, like an incandescent light bulb used for too long.
But that sky-supporting, earth-standing figure still maintained its original posture, motionless as a stone.
The psychic energy torrent flowing across the Moon's surface also gradually thinned. After nearly twenty hours of consumption, even ordinary people could now easily break free from it.
Nevertheless, no one dared to underestimate this power, because it was simultaneously acting upon four billion Federation citizens. Even if it were just one Newton of force per person, multiplied by four billion, it would be enough to lift over a hundred thousand small cars.
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The survivors of the catastrophe stopped their work, each one looking up at the sky, at that pair of hands of light supporting the entire Moon, symbolizing their last hope.
Some prayed, some wept bitterly, and some were simply dumbfounded.
It wasn't until more than ten hours after the collapse of the Omnidirectional Gravity System that the vast majority of ordinary people gradually began to understand what had truly transpired on their planet.
Fortunately, thanks to the protection of that Moon-covering, everything-solidifying psychic field, Edward Teach's grand performance hadn't managed to kill many spectators.
The unfortunate few who perished had all died in the initial series of earthquakes.
"Who was that?"
Overwhelming questions flooded the internet.
Unfortunately, those who knew couldn't speak, and those who didn't know were even less able to.
After more than ten years of persistent internet cleansing, the Federation had managed to erase a significant portion of the traces left by Bai Mo. However, a century-level event like his forcing everyone to leave the Moon was simply impossible to wash away within one or two centuries.
Perhaps it would only be when the vast majority of those who had truly experienced the escape from Earth had died that this deeply etched history could slowly fade with time.
A thousand years later, we are history...
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