Chapter 782: A Good Person
Having said that, Bai Mo handed over the method for constructing the Resonance Altar to the Empire's True Immortals.
"A one-time, ultra-long-range communication system, but the initiating catalyst seems a bit odd." The structure of the Resonance Altar wasn't particularly complex, and someone quickly analyzed its underlying principles. Unfortunately, this device could only be used once.
"The other party clearly doesn't want to expose the coordinates of their spatial layer prematurely."
The Zerg Mother's projection had already been to Earth, so the coordinates here were no secret to it. Conversely, Bai Mo, on the other hand, couldn't obtain the specific coordinates of the Dao Chen Realm.
Most of their understanding of the Dao Chen Realm came from Seres' memories, but that was over a century ago.
More than a century had passed; even humanity had evolved from a pathetic civilization unable to leave Earth into a spacefaring race capable of interstellar invasion. It was hard to say whether the situation on the other side remained the same as it was a hundred-plus years ago.
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Before the words even faded, Bai Mo produced a miniature altar.
"Activate."
The surrounding spirit qi began to surge madly towards the altar Bai Mo held in his hand.
The altar transformed into a bottomless black hole, continuously swallowing spirit qi.
At this point, someone noticed that the small altar had twelve points of light around its periphery. Five of them were already lit, and the sixth was slowly transitioning from dim to bright.
However, these blood-red points of light gave everyone an uneasy feeling, as if looking at them for too long would plunge one into a sea of corpses and blood.
"Could the other side be a system leaning towards the demonic path?" Faced with such a sight, someone couldn't help but wonder.
Within the Empire, "demonic path" specifically referred to a certain fringe group that preferred the path of plundering and devouring to achieve breakthroughs.
Because such cultivation methods had relatively low aptitude requirements—as long as one's moral baseline was low enough, their advancement speed was fast. However, the cultivation process was fraught with illegal and criminal acts such as refining souls, blood absorption, and cannibalism, which had always been anathema to Imperial law.
But alas, there were many who lacked good cultivation aptitude, found the orthodox paths impassable, yet were unwilling to give up their cultivation dreams. They still chose to take the risk.
Hence, every year, the Geocentric Grand Prison welcomed a new batch of demonic cultivator inmates.
"Do not use our human moral standards to judge alien races."
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It took approximately five minutes for all twelve blood-red points of light to fully illuminate. The world, which had turned hazy gray, also gradually reverted to normal.
At this moment, the altar's core ceased absorbing spirit qi. Instead, it shot out a pillar of light that soared into the heavens.
A green-haired girl, clad in a thin white dress, appeared within the pillar of light.
"Zerg Mother, Yi Xi Si."
"Otherworlder, have you decided to join the battle?" The expressionless girl in the pillar of light calmly met Bai Mo's gaze.
"Indeed."
"Good, I'll go prepare the reception altar."
"What about taking them along?" A pair of wings suddenly sprouted from Bai Mo's back, each feather pointing directly at one of the True Immortals behind him.
"Excellent. Give me one hundred and twenty hourglass hours to prepare." The white-clad girl conjured an hourglass in her hand, casually tossing it into the air, then vanished with the pillar of light into thin air.
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"One hundred and twenty hourglass hours, converted into our time, is two hundred and forty hours, or ten days."
"In ten days, we'll meet at the same location."
After Bai Mo dropped these two sentences, his figure also disappeared into thin air, leaving the Imperial True Immortals looking at each other in bewilderment.
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Ten days was neither long nor short. Within these ten days, several military bases and research centers were hastily erected around the hotel where everyone had held their meeting.
News that the Empire was preparing to open up an otherworldly frontier also spread widely throughout society.
Everywhere, there were low-level noble scions, confused and believing that going to a new world meant striking it rich.
Because higher-tier cultivators had longer lifespans, the Empire's noble system had become exceptionally cruel. It was perfectly normal for sons and grandsons to die of old age before their fathers and grandfathers. The descendants of nobles could wait until their death and still not inherit a single penny from their ancestors. If they didn't work hard themselves, they would have almost no chance to rise.
There was once a Six-Tier cultivator who complained, "I'll live longer than my sons, grandsons, and great-grandsons. There's no need to even consider succession."
Moreover, during the long lives of high-tier cultivators, the number of their descendants was astounding. Most of the unfavored ones actually didn't live much better than ordinary people.
So, after tasting the sweetness of exploiting other planets in the Solar System, many unfavored noble scions had always coveted new opportunities for expansion and plunder.
Ten days later, when Bai Mo returned to the location, he saw over a million adventurers who had received the news and rushed from all over the Empire to investigate.
"Five more minutes." The moment Ji Er Ke Fu noticed Bai Mo approaching, he teleported to his side, guiding him to the meeting ground from that day.
There were many people under Ji Er Ke Fu's command present. These individuals, relying on their own status, were quite arrogant towards outsiders, and he was well aware of it. He didn't want his capable subordinates to be casually eliminated by this harbinger of doom due to an unintentional offense; there would truly be nowhere to appeal.
"It seems I arrived just in time." The white-clad Bai Mo instantly became the focus of attention for everyone in the core area the moment he appeared.
"You... lately... seem to have become a little more human?" Xu Xuan Ling, the most outspoken among them, candidly voiced her observation.
Bai Mo remained noncommittal, only a nearly imperceptible twitch at the corner of his mouth, before his expression slowly reverted to its usual ancient, icy demeanor.
Upon hearing Xu Xuan Ling's words, the others kept silent, fearing they might be setting themselves up for disaster. Bai Mo's peculiar temperament was well-known.
In truth, after years of research into Daoization power, some had gradually come to believe that Bai Mo's personality was largely influenced by Daoization.
Especially after investigating the secret history of the Manghuang Realm and learning about the story of the Heavenly Emperor who once appeared there, the Empire's True Immortals further realized that individuals corrupted by Daoization power would exhibit a certain tendency to destroy the world.
Therefore, some of them began to believe that Bai Mo's expulsion of everyone from Earth back then might have partly been because he was aware of his own world-destroying tendencies.
To counteract this tendency, and to prevent humanity from being annihilated by his own destructive inclinations, he had staged this act of a "great demon king."
He actually still wanted to be a good person; otherwise, he wouldn't have shared valuable knowledge about immortal cultivation with everyone while simultaneously driving them off Earth.
Of course, another faction believed this was merely an attempt to whitewash Bai Mo's wicked deeds: "To protect humanity from being exterminated by himself, he was forced to kick us off Earth"—what kind of absurd logic was that?
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