55: Chapter 55 The "Tianhe" Message in a Bottle: The First Culture Shock in the Abyss
Three days later.
On the main peak of the Heavenly River Sword Sect, a grand and extremely distorted "expedition farewell party" was taking place.
"First bow! Wishing Marshal Ji an immediate victory and success!"
"Second bow! Wishing Marshal Ji pupils all over the world, to civilize the Abyss!"
"Third bow! If there's nothing... just don't come back!"
On the square, Kong Mengchang led three thousand green-robed Confucian Scholars, performing the three-bow ceremony to the departing Ji Wushuang with a tragic expression, as if they were seeing off a plague god.
In the center of the square, an extremely uniquely shaped "interstellar warship" was docked.
It wasn't a traditional spirit boat Magic Treasure, but a massive... drifting bottle cast from transparent crystals.
This was a "cross-realm vehicle" specially customized by Li Mo for the Abyss waterway, combining "Fluid Mechanics" and "Space Folding Secret Technique." After all, spatial turbulence raged within the Abyss passage; only this kind of one-piece, absolutely sealed structure would be the most sturdy and durable.
At this moment, the bottle was already packed to the brim.
At the bottom layer were millions of volumes of the "Light of Civilization"—various textbooks—enough to make any intelligent being have a mental breakdown.
In the middle layer was the newly appointed "Grand Marshal" Ji Wushuang and his newly incorporated "Personal Guard," consisting of hundreds of thoroughly brainwashed Shadow Sect assassins and Abyss prisoners of war.
At the top layer, a huge flag was raised high, with eight gilded characters written in a style as flamboyant as flying Dragons and dancing Phoenixes:
【Knowledge Changes Destiny, Learning Achieves the Future】
"Mr. Li, We... I, am setting off."
Ji Wushuang stood at the mouth of the bottle cap, looking down at the man who had given him a second life, his expression more solemn than ever before.
"Go."
Li Mo waved his hand casually.
"Remember our slogan."
Ji Wushuang's chest heaved, and then he raised high the long sword that had been renamed the "Pointer," roaring with all his might:
"Let the Abyss feel pain—no, let the Abyss feel love!"
"Depart!"
Boom—!!!
The "Lei Wanjun-brand humanoid charging pile" standing by, wreathed in electricity, suddenly cranked his power to the maximum! Infinite electromagnetic force instantly acted upon the bottom of the drifting bottle!
Whoosh!
The massive "tianhe vessel" drifting bottle turned into a streak of light that pierced the clouds, being "launched" with unerring precision into the pitch-black crack in the sky that had not yet closed.
...
Abyss Realm, 77th Floor, Despair Plain.
This place was the lair of the Great Duke of the Abyss who had been beheaded by Li Mo.
At this moment, the remaining Abyss monsters were gathered around a towering bonfire, holding a deafening revelry.
"The Duke went to welcome the Father God's return! He'll be back soon with supreme glory!"
"I heard the flesh and blood of the Human Realm is fresh and tender! I want to eat a thigh!"
"I want to gnaw on their brains! They must be very chewy!"
Groups of twisted, indescribable monsters dripped foul-smelling saliva, roaring and dreaming of the beautiful future after invading the Human Realm.
Right at this moment.
A whistle so sharp it could tear eardrums came from above the firmament.
"What is that? A meteor shower?"
A giant one-eyed monster looked up curiously.
A glowing bottle so large it obscured the sky, trailing a ten-thousand-foot-long blazing white tail of flame, was descending from the heavens.
"It's a miracle from the Father God! The Duke's treasure ship is back!"
After a brief moment of shock, the monsters broke into even more fanatical cheers, surging like a tide toward the point where the light was falling, preparing to welcome their triumphantly returning leader.
Rumble—!!!
With an Aura like a meteorite impact, the drifting bottle smashed heavily into the center of the plain. The terrifying shockwave kicked up dust and gravel that filled the sky, instantly crushing hundreds of low-level monsters who didn't have time to dodge into meat paste.
"Cough, cough..."
The dust slowly cleared.
The monsters gathered around, using their tentacles and sharp claws to curiously tap on this smooth, transparent behemoth.
"What is this thing? It's slippery..."
"Where is the door? Why hasn't the Duke come out yet?"
Just as the monsters were utterly perplexed.
With a soft "pop" sound.
The bottle cap of the drifting bottle was popped open from the inside by a massive force.
Following that, a strange Aura mixing imperial pressure and a rich scholarly air erupted like a volcano from the mouth of the bottle, instantly enveloping the entire plain! The Souls of all Abyss creatures trembled instinctively under this Aura!
A man clad in pitch-black bone-spiked imperial armor, with a cloak of countless ink-colored tentacles churning behind him, slowly rose into the air.
In his hand, he also held a strange Magic Treasure that looked like a large loudspeaker. Behind him followed a group of cold-blooded assassins wearing uniform attire.
"Are you the unruly subjects of this place?"
Ji Wushuang looked down from above, his heterochromatic eyes—one a pure gold vertical pupil and the other an Abyss vortex—coldly scanning the densely packed, diverse monsters below.
"What are you? Where is our Duke?" A Lord-class scorpion-tailed demon summoned its courage and roared in question.
Ji Wushuang's lips curled into a cruel arc.
"The Duke? Because of his excellent performance, he has been selected to go to a higher institution for further studies."
"From this day forth, this place is under Our full control."
"We now announce!"
"The 77th floor of the Abyss is officially renamed—【Great Zhou · Tianhe First School District】!"
Before he finished speaking.
Ji Wushuang waved his hand abruptly.
Crash—
A landslide and tsunami of books poured out from the drifting bottle, turning into an unprecedented "rain of books" that instantly submerged the crowd of monsters below.
"Boys!"
Ji Wushuang raised the "Great Zhou Legal Code" in his hand and issued his first imperial decree in the Abyss world:
"Give them a lesson!"
"In ten minutes, those who cannot recite the first three lines of the 'Three Character Classic'..."
"Behead them all!"
"Roar!!"
Those "instructors" transformed from Shadow Sect assassins had been holding back for a long time; their eyes glowed with green light as they charged down like tigers into a flock of sheep. Only, what they held in their hands were no longer poisoned daggers, but copies of the "Xinhua Dictionary" as thick as bricks.
"You! Yes, you! What are you looking at! Open to the first page!"
"Ren, zhi, chu, xing, ben, shan! Read it for me!"
"Not reading?!"
"Smack!"
A hardcover dictionary was slammed hard onto the face of that one-eyed monster, the massive force smashing its entire head into the soil.
This day.
The residents of the 77th floor of the Abyss finally recalled the fear of being dominated by "knowledge."
They were full of joy, thinking they were waiting for food.
In the end, what came was a homeroom teacher.
...
Human Realm, Heavenly River Sword Sect.
Having sent away the "weapon of mass destruction" Ji Wushuang, Li Mo looked at the "Abyss Sub-map: Opened" icon on the System panel and stretched contentedly.
"External threats have temporarily become an involution base."
"Internal trouble (Heavenly Dao AI) is still down for repairs."
"The world is finally quiet. I can also take a little rest..."
He turned, preparing to go back to the Scripture Pavilion for a nap to reward himself.
However, at the very moment he turned.
Su Qianqian, who had been standing quietly in the corner, suddenly stepped forward quickly.
This Saintess from Jixia Academy was now pale, clutching a glowing Jade Slip so tightly that her knuckles were white from the effort.
"Senior Brother Li."
Su Qianqian's voice was tight, carrying a trace of trembling she hadn't even noticed herself. "Just now... the Central Continent headquarters sent the highest-level warning."
"Oh? What kind of trouble are those old fogies stirring up now?" Li Mo asked nonchalantly.
"It's not those people from the Heavenly Secret Pavilion."
Su Qianqian swallowed hard, as if the name itself carried infinite weight.
"It's 'that one'..."
"...has awakened."
Li Mo's half-raised step stopped for the first time.
He slowly turned around, the playful and lazy expression that seemed to control everything fading for the first time, replaced by a pure, cold solemnity.
"Which one?"
Su Qianqian's fingertips trembled as she pointed overhead.
That direction went past the clouds, past the firmament, pointing toward a dimension more profound than the Abyss and more vast than the starry sky.
"This world... this Ancient God's corpse... the true 'Owner'."
"The true 'Heaven' of the Cultivation World."