Him and their stars.

Chapter 2048 This place is connected to me by fate
Will my nephew, who lives far away in Neferi, want to betray our sect if he hears this?
Looking at his senior brother who seemed to take it all for granted, Yu Lian suddenly thought that the reason Ju Que was accepted into the sect was probably not because of his talent as a spiritualist, but because of his management skills.

"So you know, Junior Brother, the reason I took Mingzhao in wasn't because I discovered any talent for spiritual energy. His talent is only equivalent to the average of all spiritual energy users. Even if he cultivates diligently for a lifetime without letting up, it would be very difficult for him to become a Saint. Or rather, with his talent, forcing him to become a Saint might actually harm him."

Hey! Ju Que is the senior disciple of the third generation of the Spirit Research Society, after all. Doesn't he have any pride?
"However, he possesses innate leadership and management skills, which is quite rare. Junior brother, there are few people who understand business, and even fewer who understand business and know how to make mysticism more accessible. If such a person also has average psychic talent, he is simply a hidden dragon and a phoenix chick."

In the senior brother's opinion, "Sleeping Dragon and Young Phoenix" should be a positive term, right?

"Yes, that kid hopes to resign from his official post and return to study. He's always felt that his lack of progress in cultivation isn't his fault but rather a problem with the platform. If he could study at the academy, he should be able to break through to the fourth ring."

"What about you?"

“I said, with his abilities, anyone below the fourth ring who enters the Void Realm would go crazy on the spot. He should have a proper understanding of his own level.”

At this point, Tantai Jing's expression revealed a hint of distress and sympathy, just like a homeroom teacher looking at the student in their class who was the most hardworking and diligent but whose grades were still mediocre.

More importantly, this child got in by paying a school selection fee. This, of course, makes it all the more tragic.

“However, he has been stuck on the Third Ring Road for five years after all.” Tantai Jing sighed, each syllable filled with obvious apology and guilt, as if trying to convince himself that it was not his fault.

He'll be stuck for another five years. Yu Lian thought, but it's hard to say whether this would be too discouraging for the child.

At this moment, the eldest brother said again, "I hope he can do his current job well. Rather than getting caught up in his own obsessions and making himself more confused and destroying his own mental defenses, it would be better to cultivate his expertise in the field he is best at."

“If he continues to cultivate this path, he will become the shadow prime minister of the Community’s government-in-exile,” Yu Lian said.

"Isn't this a good thing? If he can really become the Shadow Prime Minister, it would be excellent if the academy principal let him have a part-time position." The eldest brother said quite seriously, "Even if you become a marshal, it won't stop you from becoming a demigod. I understand now that everything under heaven can be a way of cultivation. You can learn from others' experiences. Mingzhao will definitely understand this."

What he said made perfect sense. Yu Lian suddenly realized that if he were Ju Que, he would definitely be convinced as well.

"I humbly believe that when you take another step forward, that will be the time when you enter the realm of true gods," the eldest brother added.

"...I thought you would say it was when the emperor was killed."

"Isn't that your job?" The eldest brother shook his head earnestly. His gaze was profound, as if piercing through Yu Lian himself and grasping a more distant future: "Since you said that Emperor Elither is our master's prey, then it should be so. You are merely an assistant. Junior brother, you have a long way to go. Your journey is far from over..."

"In the vast universe?"

"No, on the other side of time, to the other side of the Tao and nature." The eldest brother looked straight ahead, his face flowing with a sense of conviction that seemed to be about to shatter the void: "Riding the righteousness of heaven and earth, controlling the debate of the six qi, to illuminate the eternal flame of life."

"..." Passing on the flame, Senior Brother? Yu Lian wanted to say that, but he held back.

"What do you want to say now? Junior brother, do you think I'm becoming more and more of a grandmaster? Just now, I comprehended the truth of the Spear of Phases, and I have indeed gained some new insights."

"That would be excellent. All the mystical students in the universe are waiting for you to pass on the torch... no, they're waiting for you to provide a foolproof tutorial on how to catch fish in the virtual realm!"

A few minutes later, Yu Lian and Fei Fei, who had become demigods, returned to the Prime Material World with Gongsun Qing, who had reached the peak of the sixth ring after killing at least two dozen Void Realm monsters, and Miss Slein, who had been playing a minor role and was even a bit mentally broken.

This is the seventeenth underground level of the royal tombs of the Suliuka family.

When the Dragon Kings of the Galactic Empire build their tombs in the eight major star systems, they choose according to their own preferences. Of course, they can be a little extravagant and choose a beautiful and auspicious location to build their own "private tomb" like an emperor. As long as the scale and decorations conform to etiquette, it is not considered an overstepping of the bounds.

The planet Leyon is a sacred place with active spiritual veins, abundant spiritual energy, and thriving life. It's hard to say about other things, but it certainly has so many auspicious sites that it's impossible to find them all.

However, some pragmatic or frugal dragon kings would simply expand their own tombs on the basis of the royal family's "cemetery." In this way, several generations of dragon kings from the same family could be buried together—wouldn't that be wonderful?

In short, perhaps because King Su's ancestors were all rather simple and honest, this royal mausoleum, which was expanded twelve times, is indeed the largest underground complex on the planet.

When Yu Lian regained his senses from the array that was still imbued with spiritual light, the first thing he saw was the magnificent and solemn huge mural hanging on the ceiling of the underground palace.

“Hmm, an unfamiliar ceiling,” Yu Lian said.

Of course, he did come here in another virtual timeline.

It was a deep, desolate, and boundless cosmic indigo, seemingly capable of swallowing light, forming the base color of this suspended ceiling.

However, above this deep and silent sky, a magnificent and sacred scene is depicted with dazzling gold, sacred silver, and immortal bronze.

It was a huge vortex formed by the convergence of countless twinkling stars, creating a dynamic galaxy that seemed to be taking shape.

Yu Lian knew that the swirling vortex of the starry river was the vortex of the origin of life, representing the creation of all things and the universe.

At the center of the vortex, the simple yet solemn light transformed into the majestic phantom of a deity. His face was blurred, but his figure was strong and well-proportioned, with outstretched arms as if scattering stars, creating life, and establishing rules.

Thus, surrounding the deity were countless constellations of varying shapes. They were depicted as bronze-colored geometric figures composed of pure spiritual light. Simple and unadorned, they seemed to record the sacred power of rules.

That was the beginning of the world created by the gods; it was a kind of eternal meaning that seemed to have been manifested.

Under such solemn and imposing pressure, ordinary people would probably feel their knees go weak, and might even subconsciously bow down in worship to such a majestic and awe-inspiring painting.

In theory, the dome and murals should be decorations for the tomb chamber, but in the seventeen-story underground space of this royal mausoleum, they became the main features.

"How superstitious!" Yu Lian heard Fei Fei's words at that moment.

“Indeed, we’re already in the cosmic age, yet we still have this worldview of a divinely created universe. This is probably a major reason why our civilization has stagnated,” Yu Lian said.

He remembered saying the same thing the last time he and Brunhilde arrived at this kind of underground palace.

So, now that she was the empress, she said, "Therefore, let's transform the creator gods into a man and a woman. The universe cannot accommodate two god-kings unless one is male and the other female. Also, let's make their blurry faces clearer."

In comparison, while the original version is anti-civilization, it at least aligns with the general public's perception of humility and modesty.

"But even though it's superstitious, I inexplicably feel a connection to it," Fei Fei added. That sounded familiar; when exactly had I heard that before?

"Luo!" While Yu Lian was still struggling with his decision, Fei Fei had already unleashed a powerful field of words that was completely incomprehensible and uncontrollable by human hearing.

The audio from that higher dimension spread throughout the space, as if it had drawn mysterious power from a higher, inner world, condensing into spiritual waves.

Immediately afterwards, a storm, almost imperceptible to mortals, swept across the murals on the ceiling.

This two-dimensional universe formed on the wall suddenly began to pulsate, as if it had been attacked from beyond.

The simple geometric structures that make up the constellations seem to have suddenly come to life, with the suddenly glowing lines making the constellations almost pop directly off the rock murals, transforming from a two-dimensional plane into a vivid three-dimensional form.

The aura that outlined the creator god seemed to suddenly transform into a tangible flame. Instantly, the ethereal image of the god became real and distinct.

He waved his hands, as if trying to break through the wall.

He is the God who created this universe, and He also destroys all invading evils.

A vast and imposing protective force, like an avalanche, pressed down, crushing into the spirit and will of everyone present.

"What are you doing?" Miss Slein cried out in anguish, clutching her head and immediately crouching down again.

Gongsun Qing once again drew her chilling spirit sword, entering a state of alert. Of course, she only drew one sword, not two, three, or four, indicating that her level of alertness was still quite limited.

But then, the energy storm that had been swirling around the mural abruptly receded. The radiance flowing between the bronze patterns on the mural also ceased its rhythm.

In an instant, the vivid flames on the entire mural ceased their struggle, as if all the air had been removed.

The deity, who had almost broken free from the image, was frozen on the wall again, still the same abstract outline.

As for the immense pressure that seemed to directly overwhelm all of their spirits, it immediately fell silent.

The clouds dispersed and the rain stopped, as if nothing had happened.

"Let's do an experiment?" Yu Lian looked at Fei Fei curiously.

“Let’s do an experiment. Since it’s a completely new power, we need to release it in a stable material world to feel more confident.” Fei Fei nodded: “Even the most difficult Purification Words can be controlled freely now. Besides, didn’t I just say that this place is ultimately destined for me?”

These words sounded increasingly familiar. Yu Lian shifted his body slightly, feeling a little awkward.

"Hehe, so I really think that what the fish said perfectly captures our current state of mind, and I really like it."

So it was me all along!
Gongsun Qing, who was holding her sword, took a few steps back. She suddenly couldn't help but wonder if these two, who were so unlucky even back in the normal world, were using her as a prop in a play?
She pointed to the murals on the ceiling: "Each constellation on there is a spiritual treasure trove."

Yu Lian could certainly tell. He could even sense the familiar spiritual concepts on those gold, silver, and bronze lines, which were almost identical to the "Four Seasons Star Chart" he had encountered before.

However, it's far smaller in scale.

“You only have the treasury code for the Aether Phase Spear.” Fei Fei looked at Yu Lian: “But logically speaking, each spiritual treasury here might contain a powerful artifact.”

Actually, there aren't any. Most of the remaining ones are Lightbearer and Brilliant-class "single-target" Noble Phantasms. Conceptual special attack Noble Phantasms like the Aether Phase Spear are probably gone.

At least it doesn't exist on that virtual world line.

Noble Phantasms aren't like cabbages; they're either unearthed from ruins or created by powerful figures within a civilization. Even the Suruka royal family couldn't just casually toss around a bunch of them.

"What a pity, I'm already a demigod. I wanted to see if I could directly use the power of the Void to break all the secret locks of the treasure vaults."

This is an extremely difficult incantation technique. Its effect is to dissolve the spiritual enhancements on the target, making it a special agent technique specifically designed to counter aura abilities. Of course, if used properly, it can also be used to break occult mechanisms.

Feifei smiled slightly and said, "Why are you looking at me like that? Little Feilian, don't forget my job. I just want to finish what my predecessor didn't do!"

The young Queen Slein crossed her arms, lowered her head, and whispered, "What can I say? I just hope that after you disturbed the Suliuka Royal Tomb, you can..."

"Let King Si's tomb go?"

"Actually, we only need to spare the 129th generation, Kaimona VII. He was my great-grandfather."

"So, only this King Si is considered your blood relative, and the others are just distant relatives?"

"I grew up in the Heavenly Realm." Little King Si nodded, but then realized he had made a rather remarkable statement, and his face turned pale.

She opened her mouth as if to say something, but couldn't say anything, so she simply squatted down with her head in her hands.

This girl won't be long before she opens the Heavenly Line. Yu Lian almost burst out laughing.

"So, can you do it?" Gongsun Qing asked Feifei with great interest.

“We can’t guarantee that the treasure won’t be destroyed, nor can we guarantee that the royal tomb will remain intact,” Fei Fei said. “After all, we’re just here to rob a tomb, which is already quite uncouth. If we destroy the tomb after we’ve robbed it, it would be extremely undignified. That would actually damage Yu’er’s martial ethics.”

“Yes, we must uphold martial ethics,” Gongsun Qing said. It was as if she hadn't been the one who had been so enthusiastic just moments before.

“Yu Lian, your status is different now. Your martial virtue, your reputation, your diplomatic credibility, and your ability to make political commitments are all related to the future of the community. This is what is meant by ‘golden words’.”

"Comrade Gongsun Qing, do you really want to understand what you're saying?"

"I'm not a pioneering party member, I don't understand your title, and I've never been a progressive type." Gongsun Qing spread his hands innocently, as if he knew nothing and understood nothing. This girl's ability to play dumb has really improved a lot compared to before.