Under One Person: I Opened the Age of Mythology

Chapter 552

Upon hearing this, Nezha's eyes flashed with a sharp light. He clasped his hands together and said firmly:

"Rest assured, Great Sage, I will immediately begin upgrading and modifying the sand table to ensure it can cope with more complex fluctuations in astral energy."

After he finished speaking, he turned and walked away quickly, his back straight and his steps carrying a chilling aura.

Sun Wukong nodded, then turned his gaze to Yang Jian, his expression grave:
"Yang Jian, the training of the Heavenly Soldiers cannot be relaxed, especially their ability to respond to extreme situations. The upcoming changes in the celestial phenomena may be even more drastic, and the Heavenly Soldiers' reaction speed and coordination must be improved to a new level."

Yang Jian's expression was solemn, he bowed slightly, and his voice was steady and powerful:
"I understand. The training plan for the heavenly soldiers has been initially drafted. I will personally lead the team to ensure that they adapt to the new challenges in the shortest possible time."

Sun Wukong nodded in satisfaction, then waved his hand, signaling Yang Jian to step back first.

Yang Jian turned and left, his silver armor gleaming coldly in the sunlight, his steps firm and powerful.

After Nezha and Yang Jian left, Sun Wukong stood alone on the high platform, gazing into the distance with a deep look in his eyes.

He pondered for a moment, then raised his hand and waved it. A golden light flashed, and the figure of Venus quietly appeared beside him.

"Great Sage, what are your orders?"

Venus bowed slightly, his tone respectful.

Sun Wukong turned to look at him, his tone low and serious:
"Venus, the Heavenly Court's reserves of spiritual materials have been decreasing unusually recently. This matter needs to be investigated secretly. You should secretly contact various forces to find out the reason for the decrease in spiritual materials and replenish them as soon as possible. Do not make it public."

Venus frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then nodded in response:
"I understand. This matter will be handled with utmost care, and we will ensure that no outsiders are aware of it."

Sun Wukong nodded, a meaningful glint in his eyes:
"This matter is of great importance. We must find out the truth as soon as possible and secretly replenish the spiritual materials. Report any abnormalities to me immediately."

Venus nodded solemnly, then his figure flashed and transformed into a white light, disappearing from the high platform.

Watching Venus depart, Sun Wukong took a deep breath, turned around, and slowly walked down the high platform, heading towards the Heavenly Archives.

His steps were steady and powerful, his robes fluttered gently in the wind, and his eyes revealed a thoughtful expression.

Inside the archives, ancient books are piled up like mountains, and the bookshelves are filled with all kinds of scrolls and classics.

Sun Wukong walked to the bookshelf, his fingers gently tracing the spines of the books, finally stopping on a yellowed classic.

He took down the book, opened the pages, and began to read intently.

The pages were covered with densely packed characters that recorded detailed information about the fluctuations of celestial energy in ancient times. Sun Wukong's brows furrowed and relaxed at times, as if he were searching for some crucial clue.

A moment later, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly:

"Indeed, the fluctuations of astral spiritual energy are very similar to some records from ancient times, which may be the key to solving the problem."

He closed the book, his gaze fixed intently on the window, his expression revealing boundless determination and anticipation.

"The future of the Heavenly Court may lie hidden among these vast stars."

Immediately, Sun Wukong's figure flashed, transforming into a golden light and disappearing into the archives room.

A moment later, he appeared in the Qitian Palace, clutching the ancient book tightly in his hand, his eyes gleaming.

At this moment, Nezha, Yang Jian, and Taibai Jinxing were already waiting inside the hall. Nezha was busy beside the sand table, his fingers flying across the stars as he upgraded and modified it; Yang Jian held a silver spear, his eyes fixed intently on the heavenly soldiers' training; Taibai Jinxing stood to the side, holding a jade slip, recording various data with focused concentration.

Sun Wukong walked up to the three of them, his expression serious and his tone low:
"Gentlemen, I have found some clues. The recent abnormal fluctuations in astral energy are very similar to some ancient records. According to ancient texts, the core of astral energy lies in balance and equilibrium. Perhaps, this is the key to solving the problem."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the three of them, and continued:

"Nezha, the upgrade and renovation of the sand table needs to be completed as soon as possible to ensure that it can simulate more complex celestial phenomena and spiritual energy fluctuations. Yang Jian, the training program for the heavenly soldiers needs to be further optimized, with a focus on improving their ability to cope with extreme situations. Venus, you continue to secretly investigate the reasons for the reduction of spiritual materials and replenish them in secret, and be sure to complete it within three days."

The three responded in unison, "We will obey the Great Sage's command!"

After saying this, the three of them went about their respective tasks. Nezha continued working beside the sand table, his fingers rapidly moving across the stars, the light on the sand table flashing incessantly, and the fluctuations of spiritual energy gradually intensifying; Yang Jian, holding his silver spear, personally led the new celestial soldier strengthening training, the celestial soldiers' movements on the training ground were perfectly synchronized, and a spiritual energy barrier condensed around them, emitting a slight humming sound; Taibai Jinxing quietly left the Qitian Palace, secretly contacting various forces to explore the source of spiritual materials.

Sun Wukong stood in the center of the hall, gazing intently at the starry sky outside the window, his expression revealing endless determination and anticipation.

He turned and walked toward the study behind the Qitian Hall, his steps steady and powerful, his silhouette appearing even taller in the candlelight.

Sun Wukong walked to the bookshelf, his fingers gently tracing the spines of the books, finally stopping on a yellowed classic.

He took down the book, opened the pages, and began to read intently.

The pages were covered with densely packed characters recording ancient knowledge of astronomy. Sun Wukong's brows furrowed and relaxed at times, as if he were searching for some crucial clue.

A moment later, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly:

"Indeed, the core of astrological energy lies in balance and equilibrium. Perhaps, this is the key to solving the problem."

He closed the book and gazed intently out the window.

He gently placed the ancient book back in its original place, as if he were protecting a precious treasure.

Inside the study, the candlelight flickered, reflecting in his deep eyes and making his resolve even more apparent.

Outside the Qitian Palace, the night was deep, and the stars twinkled like glittering gems.

Sun Wukong had already made up his mind. He walked steadily back to the Qitian Palace. Inside the palace, Nezha, Yang Jian, and Taibai Jinxing were each performing their duties. The atmosphere was solemn yet orderly.

"Great Sage!"

The three of them stood up at the same time, bowed and greeted each other, their eyes filled with a hint of expectation.

Sun Wukong waved his hand, gesturing for them to sit down, his tone calm and collected:

“I have consulted the ancient astronomical texts, which contain some key information that may help us solve our current predicament.”

He gently placed the book on the table with a soft "snap," and the hall immediately fell silent, with only the faint sound of sandalwood burning in the incense burner audible.

He tapped his fingers lightly on the table, clearly and methodically recounting the key information from the classic text:

"According to ancient records, this stellar fluctuation was not accidental, but rather very similar to a special stellar energy fluctuation from ancient times. This fluctuation was not simply a surge in energy, but rather caused by an energy imbalance, which required readjusting the energy balance between the stars to resolve."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, a hint of seriousness in his eyes:
"The solution lies in readjusting the energy balance among the stars, but how to do it specifically requires further research from you."

Upon hearing this, Nezha's eyes lit up. He immediately walked to the sand table, his fingers flying across the control panel as he muttered something under his breath, clearly upgrading the program based on the information provided by Sun Wukong.

His brows furrowed, sometimes relaxing, sometimes furrowing, clearly indicating that he was engaged in complex calculations and deductions.

On the sand table, the starlight flickered, symbolizing fluctuations in energy. Yang Jian took out a training plan from his robes and carefully read through it, nodding as he read and occasionally making corrections with a pen.

His eyes were sharp and his expression serious. He was clearly adjusting the training content of the heavenly soldiers according to Sun Wukong's instructions, adding subjects to deal with special celestial fluctuations recorded in ancient times.

Venus, on the other hand, appeared exceptionally calm. He sat quietly to the side, stroking his long beard, his gaze deep, as if he were deep in thought.

He picked up the calligraphy brush on the table and began to write and draw on the prepared Xuan paper. His brushstrokes were powerful and vigorous.

He was clearly acting on Sun Wukong's orders, secretly contacting various forces to investigate the cause of the shortage of spiritual materials, and beginning to secretly gather the necessary spiritual materials.

Sun Wukong looked at them, a slight smile of satisfaction appearing on his lips.

He knew they could overcome this crisis. He coughed lightly, his tone softening slightly:

"Nezha, complete the final program upgrade of the sand table as soon as possible. Yang Jian, conduct intensive training for the heavenly soldiers based on the new training content. Venus, the matter of spiritual materials is urgent. You must proceed secretly to ensure that the required spiritual materials arrive in a timely manner."

The three responded in unison, "We will obey the Great Sage's command!"

As night deepened, the Qitian Palace was brightly lit.

Nezha was still busy beside the sand table, his fingertips flying across the control panel. The stars on the sand table twinkled, as if telling the secrets of the universe.

He would sometimes furrow his brow, and sometimes let out a long sigh, clearly performing complex calculations and adjustments.

Occasionally, he would stop what he was doing, take out a piece of spirit jade from his pocket, and gently wipe it, as if he were accumulating power.

Yang Jian was conducting nighttime training on the training ground. He held a silver spear, his eyes were sharp, and every movement was precise and powerful.

Under his strict and precise commands, the heavenly soldiers sweated profusely and trained hard, their silver armor gleaming brightly in the moonlight.

Venus went to the treasure vault alone late at night, his figure appearing particularly lonely in the darkness.

He passed through numerous checkpoints and finally arrived at the depths of the treasure vault, where various precious spiritual materials were piled up, emitting a faint spiritual light.

He carefully flipped through the warehouse records, checking the inventory of various spiritual materials. His brows furrowed and relaxed at times, a hint of anxiety and a hint of hope alternating in his expression.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, his gaze resolute. He knew this concerned the safety of the Heavenly Court and could not be taken lightly.

He carefully checked the stock of the rare spiritual materials mentioned in the records one last time, and only after confirming that there were enough did he turn and leave. His steps were steady and powerful, and his back looked particularly upright in the night.

After leaving the treasure vault, Venus went straight back to his residence. A lone lamp illuminated his slightly tired face in the night.

He carefully organized the records of the treasure vault, sealed them with talismans, and ensured the security of the information.

Then, he picked up his brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote a secret letter on a specially made spiritual paper. The letter detailed the inventory of spiritual materials and the plan for their subsequent mobilization.

After he finished writing, he gently blew the ink dry, carefully rolled the letter into a tube, and sealed it with a specially made talisman.

He got up and walked to the window, opened it, and the night breeze brought in the fragrance of flowers, but it couldn't dispel the faint worry in his heart.

He gazed at the twinkling stars in the sky, his eyes deep and complex, as if he were pondering something.

After a long silence, he sighed and handed the letter to a heavenly soldier who was already waiting outside the window, whispering his instructions:
"You must personally hand it over to Marshal Tianpeng, and remember not to divulge any information."

The heavenly soldier solemnly accepted the letter, knelt on one knee, and received the order:

"I obey my orders!"

He immediately disappeared into the night.

Meanwhile, in the Qitian Palace, Nezha completed the final upgrade of the sand table.

He slowly stood up, stretched, and looked tired but with a hint of relief.

He looked at the crystal-clear star chart on the sand table and the marked key points, and nodded in satisfaction.

He gently stroked the sand table, feeling the energy flowing within it:
"Finally finished."

He muttered to himself, a hint of barely perceptible ease in his voice.

Nezha walked to the side, poured himself a cup of spiritual tea, and savored its aroma.

The tea had a refreshing aroma, but it couldn't dispel the worry that lingered in his heart.

He got up and walked to the window, looking at the starry night sky with a deep gaze, as if he were thinking about something.

He pondered for a moment, then picked up the communication jade slip on the table and dialed Yang Jian's number.

"Yang Jian."

Nezha's voice was deep and serious.

"The sand table upgrade is complete, and all data is in order. How is the progress on the new training content?"

As he spoke, he carefully observed the images transmitted on the jade slip, trying to find some information from them.

The jade slip replayed scenes of Yang Jian training the heavenly soldiers, who were sweating profusely as they underwent targeted training.

Nezha nodded slightly in approval.

After that, Nezha gently placed the upgraded sand table on the table in front of Sun Wukong.

"Great Sage, the sand table upgrade is complete. We can now perform more complex celestial simulations!"

Nezha's voice was clear and loud, with an undisguised excitement. He walked up to Sun Wukong, holding the improved sand table in his hands, his eyes shining brightly.

The sand table is crystal clear, with a soft glow flowing across its surface, resembling a miniature version of a starry world.

Sun Wukong took the sand tray, gently stroking its surface with his fingertips, feeling the spiritual energy flowing within, his expression solemn.

He knew that this was only the first step in a long journey, and that greater challenges lay ahead.

He raised his head, his gaze sweeping over everyone in the hall, and said in a deep voice:
"I am already aware of the results reported by Nezha, Yang Jian, and Taibai Jinxing. The shortage of spiritual materials was indeed caused by human sabotage, and the new sand table has successfully simulated more complex celestial changes, indicating that an unprecedented energy shock will occur in the future."

He paused, his tone carrying an undeniable firmness.

"The mastermind behind this intends to disrupt the balance of the celestial phenomena in Heaven, thereby triggering an even greater disaster. I have decided to go and find him myself."

(End of this chapter)