Chapter 2613 - 2605: Entangled

Chapter 2613: Chapter 2605: Entangled

The Guardian is a natural-born spirit, Feng Jun had considered this possibility, but he still found it hard to accept, "Are you two enemies?"

"Enemies from long ago, just opposing camps," Jing Ling snorted lightly, but didn’t want to expound further, "But it’s truly not my nemesis."

"Alright then," Feng Jun quickly accepted this reality, "You’re the spirit of the Yin-Yang Mirror, but looking at this situation, is the Yin-Yang Mirror no longer in existence... After all, even fakes are posing as the real thing now."

"The Yin-Yang Mirror indeed doesn’t exist anymore," a faint black smoke appeared in front of Feng Jun, "I reside here using fragments of the Yin-Yang Mirror, not going back to Earth to fight for those celestial opportunities, quite accommodating, right?"

"Indeed very accommodating," Feng Jun nodded, "If you don’t strong-arm me, I would truly sympathize with you."

"Me, strong-arm you?" The black fog snorted, "I’m always about fairness, you know?"

"Perhaps from your cultivation level’s perspective, you think you’re fair," Feng Jun didn’t argue further, being weak truly is the original sin, "I’m just a bit curious, can ancient artifacts birth spirits as well?"

"Such ignorance," Jing Ling disdainfully remarked, "There’s much you don’t know."

Feng Jun pondered briefly, then flipped his hand to produce the Sun-Mirroring Glass, "Since there’s a connection, I’ll give this to you, Senior."

The black smoke didn’t seize the mirror, but after a moment of silence asked, "That’s all?"

"That’s all!" Feng Jun replied decisively, "How about I give you 500 medium spirit stones, Senior, you must know that pride should not go further."

"What do I need medium spirit stones for?" The black Jing Ling was displeased, "I want high and supreme spirit stones."

Feng Jun didn’t say a word, just looked at it calmly, and a bizarre silence enveloped the scene for a moment.

After about ten minutes of silence, Jing Ling stated, "I want 8,000 high spirit stones, consider it borrowed, when I can craft the magical treasure you want, it can offset the crafting costs."

Feng Jun continued to look at it without speaking, but his attitude was clear — take the items, and we’re even.

"In the past..." Jing Ling was dissatisfied with his attitude, but halfway through its expression, it asked something else, "Why did you throw that spirit stone on the ground, what’s the purpose?"

"There’s a type of microorganism that can absorb spiritual energy," Feng Jun answered calmly, "I’m planning to take some back for research, I need to consider whether they might affect the Cultivation World."

"A mere trifle, nothing worth mentioning," Jing Ling lightly said, then questioned, "Don’t you want a magical treasure?"

"I do want a magical treasure, but your demands are truly excessive," Feng Jun replied gravely, "May I ask, what level of magical treasure can you craft for me? Does giving you the Sun-Mirroring Glass not suffice for the value of a magical treasure?"

Jing Ling was well aware that its demands were excessive, it sighed lightly, "Even the best housewife cannot cook without rice."

"Then take the Sun-Mirroring Glass, we’ll part ways here," Feng Jun placed the Sun-Mirroring Glass on the ground and vanished in a flash.

He certainly wasn’t being overly generous, it’s just that... there are over a thousand people in space, he could escape, but those people couldn’t. What if Jing Ling vents its anger on them?

Moreover, this Sun-Mirroring Glass indeed has a connection with Jing Ling, it wasn’t making empty demands.

As for how to explain to Yi Jue, Feng Jun felt that if he offered the broken Arrowhead as compensation, it would generally suffice — even if Yi Jue can’t use it, it could be stored or handed over to the Sect, essentially enhancing the foundation.

So all things considered, Feng Jun’s trip to Mars resulted in losing over a hundred high spirit stones and half the ownership of the Sun-Mirroring Glass, he had treated Jing Ling graciously, and barely managed to forge a beneficial connection.

After all, life is too short to be overly calculative.

He arrived at the place where he discarded the spirit stone, sure enough, the spirit stone was already enveloped by gray microorganisms.

Feng Jun took out a piece of Obsidian to test, discovering that they weren’t interested in Obsidian, so he lit a fire to kill all the surrounding microorganisms, then collected the spirit stone along with attached microorganisms into an Obsidian Box, sealing it.

There were still some remaining microorganisms, he took out a glass test tube to store a bit, wrapping it securely.

Next, he vanished again, appearing two hundred miles away, and lit another fire.

This fire was much larger, covering more than a hundred square kilometers.

The Space Fleet also detected this large fire, although it was on the side facing away from Earth, they had deployed probes along Mars’ orbit and would certainly notice such a large fire.

Thus, Beauty Lin used the Quantum Handset to contact him, unexpectedly, the call got through.

Feng Jun’s response satisfied everyone quite well—discovering unknown microorganisms, so he set a fire to create a safe space for the warship’s landing.

In space exploration, these are common sense. Human spacecraft landing on Mars is not just once or twice, but manned spacecraft have never landed. If this warship intends to land, it should also carry out strict disinfection when returning.

Therefore, Feng Jun burning some microorganisms is really too normal.

Then someone asked him, wanting to know how many types of microorganisms exist on Mars.

Feng Jun could only regretfully say, "I am completely unaware, but there should be microorganisms in Antarctica’s ice layers."

His presence made many people breathe a sigh of relief, the drills were conducted more smoothly, and finally, on the sixth day, all kinds of tests were perfectly completed.

Next, it’s time to discuss whether the warship should land on Mars. Many people are worried that there might be unknown viruses or organisms on Mars. If these things do exist, they could bring unpredictable disasters to Earth.

However, this time, they came secretly, as long as they can control the risks, landing on Mars is not a big deal.

In the disputes, two opinions conflict sharply. As for why they didn’t prepare a plan before departure—this is the first voyage to Mars, with too many unpredictable possibilities, so the commander and researchers have considerable decision-making authority.

Of course, the emergency decision-making authority only comes into effect when contact with the rear is lost, but now the fleet’s communication with the rear is quite stable. Although it’s transferred through the Moon base to avoid exposure, the delay is not very long, less than ten minutes.

The rear headquarters is not arbitrary, still respecting the analysis and judgment of the front line. However, the front line is noisy with debates, and finally, someone from the rear asked, "What is Feng Jun’s opinion on this matter?"

Feng Jun’s view is—to allow limited warships to land and then support all the warships.

His suggestion, of course, received everyone’s attention, but he was the one who reported that there are microorganisms on Mars, so the fleet’s final decision is: send two individual combat mechs down to collect some Martian soil.

When Feng Jun heard this, he straightforwardly expressed, "You don’t need to send anyone down, just drop a parachute. Whatever tests or soil collections need to be done, I’ll handle it, so no accidents occur. Anyway, I’m not afraid."

The researchers, originally reluctant to agree, because in their view, firstly Feng Jun is not professional, secondly, they also wish to set foot on Mars themselves—even if not the first to land, being second or third is good.

They even elevated this action to the level of patriotism and courage—researchers are not afraid of death!

But ultimately, the commander spoke out, saying, "Obey orders!"

Through the quantum handset dialogue, Feng Jun spent three days executing various operations, during which he also installed three small base stations and various machines and equipment, including Mars rovers, ensuring long-term Mars observation.

Three days later, the entire fleet ascended, reunited as one, shut down power, and circled in Mars orbit, waiting for Feng Jun to carry out the next operation.

Feng Jun tidied up his mecha, took out a Spirit Beast Bag, about to activate, when a black mist suddenly appeared in front, saying, "Leaving?"

"Correct," Feng Jun helplessly sighed, "I originally didn’t want to come, but there’s no choice, these mortals are too vulnerable."

"You gave me the Sun-Mirroring Glass for their sake, right?" Jing Ling was not stupid, originally having a suspicion, now more certain of this point, "Worried I might harm them?"

"The key is the predecessor indeed has a connection with the Sun-Mirroring Glass," Feng Jun explained this sentence, then suddenly thought there’s no need to treat others as fools, "In the Cultivation Plane, mortals are just ants in the eyes of cultivators, so I worry the predecessor might think the same."

"That’s exactly what I think," Jing Ling didn’t deny it, "The one you rely on as a backup must think the same, but... am I charging protection fees from you?"

Feng Jun laughed, "If it’s just protection fees, it’s slightly expensive. In the future, when they come, if they speak Huaxia language, I hope the predecessor can look after them a bit."

Jing Ling calmly asked, "Won’t you protect them?"

"I have plenty to do. Coming once is already a breach of protocol," Feng Jun didn’t fear exposing his real intention, "Besides, you know I’m essentially a cultivator, not cutting ties with mortals is already inappropriate, and it’s impossible to have more mortal entanglements."

Jing Ling’s thought remained calm, "So, you won’t come again?"

"I left an anchor point on Mars; of course, I can come back," Feng Jun shook his head, "but I feel there’s no need to come again."

Jing Ling’s emotion fluctuated slightly, "Does that mean, even if I refine a magical treasure, I can’t give it to you?"

"Refining a magical treasure?" Feng Jun is really a bit helpless, "You have nothing and you want to refine a magical treasure? Okay... In a hundred years or so, I’ll come by and take a look."

"So you know I have nothing?" Jing Ling’s emotion fluctuated a bit more, "Then those who can go to the Cultivation World will go cultivate, those who can’t will use extreme spirituality on Earth to restore their origins, right?"