Chapter 160: Is he predicting the fate of the nation?

On the luxurious flying boat heading toward the Northern Territory.

This "mobile bedroom," contributed by the Holy See and forcibly modified by Jiang Chen, was currently gliding smoothly through the clouds.

Because the bed had collapsed, Jiang Chen had to temporarily sleep on a custom-made leather sofa. To compensate for the lack of comfort, he had to mobilize his Mental Energy to form a gentle vortex around his body, simulating "weightless sleep."

At this moment, Su Qingyue and Mu Qingxue were sitting not far away, staring fixedly at Jiang Chen.

From their perspective, although Jiang Chen's eyes were closed, a faint layer of purple Divine Power surrounded his body.

That Divine Power constantly changed shape, sometimes transforming into mountains and rivers, sometimes evolving into the birth and death of stars, and there was even a faint sound of Dragon roars and Phoenix cries emanating from it.

"He is calculating."

Mu Qingxue lowered her voice, her tone filled with shock, "Look at those purple ripples; every single one resonates with the Dao of Heaven and Earth. He must have sensed a great calamity in the Northern Territory and is currently calculating a way to resolve it for the Great Xia in his dreams!"

Su Qingyue nodded, her eyes filled with infatuation and adoration: "No wonder he has always acted so lazy; it turns out he is consuming his Mental Energy every single moment to peer into the future. Those who call him lecherous are truly blind. Brother Jiang Chen is tempering his Dao Heart in the Mortal World; he is using beauty (referring to herself) to stabilize his Dao Heart!"

Beside them, Iliya tilted her head, watching Jiang Chen, who was sleeping soundly and even ground his teeth twice, and thought to herself:

【The sound of Master grinding his teeth just now really sounded a bit like thunder... Could he truly be evolving the Law of Thunder?】

Even the usually saintly Alisa couldn't help but clasp her hands together and pray in a low voice: "Lord, please bless this saint who constantly overdraws his sleep for the sake of all living beings. Every one of his snores is a deterrent to the darkness."

Meanwhile, Jiang Chen's inner monologue:

【System, is the fur of a white fox softer than that of a red fox?】

【System: According to big data, the golden fur of the Nine-Tailed Fox Ancestor has the best texture and comes with a built-in silence aura.】

【Jiang Chen: Gold? That doesn't match my purple pillow; the color combination is a bit tacky... Can it be dyed?】

"Look! He's frowning!" Su Qingyue exclaimed, heartbroken, "The calculation must be at the most critical moment! Quick, Teacher Mu, quickly release some Profound Yin Qi to help him cool down; don't let his Divine Sense burn out!"

Mu Qingxue dared not delay; she immediately waved her slender hand, and the pure power of frost transformed into strands of cool mist, gently covering Jiang Chen.

"Hoo... so cool..."

Jiang Chen let out a satisfied murmur, turned over, and instinctively hugged the tail that Iliya had reached out.

"He is extracting the Luck of the Yao Race!"

Xiao Jian, standing at the doorway, happened to see this scene and was immediately filled with awe, "As expected of Brother Chen; before heading to the Fox clan, he is already using the Saintess's tail to simulate Karma. This battle is won!"

The atmosphere inside the flying boat was solemn and sublime.

Everyone held their breath, afraid to disturb the grand calculation of this "Great Xia Savior."

Meanwhile, in the shadows of the flying boat, an extremely faint spatial ripple slowly spread out.

Tianli Research Institute, top assassin, codenamed "Shadow Demon."

He possessed the extremely rare "Void Body," capable of ignoring physical defenses to enter dreams and kill.

"Jiang Chen... so what if you have the Divine Sense of the War God Realm?"

Shadow Demon sneered, his figure completely disappearing into the air, "When a person is calculating in a dream, their defense is at its lowest. This fifty billion dollar bounty is mine!"

Like a speck of dust, he silently drilled into Jiang Chen's Sea of Consciousness.