26: Chapter 26 She understood the fireworks, so she packaged up the entire cultivation world and sent it to her.

The other side of the plane. Taichu Realm.

Ji Linglong was hugging her knees, curled up in the ruins of her cave dwelling.

All around were broken walls and ruined pillars, along with the corpse of that massage chair split in two.

She lowered her head, tears falling like beads from a broken string.

She regretted it.

She shouldn't have made that three-year pact.

She should have risked her life to rush over; even dying in the space-time turbulence would have been better than sitting here crying like this.

"Husband..." Ji Linglong choked out, "Will you blame me? Do you think I'm playing with you? Will you not want me anymore?"

Just then, the void in front of her, which had already returned to dead silence, suddenly rippled with a strange fluctuation.

Although the space-time channel was broken, and that military-grade tablet was shattered.

But the myriad heavens perfect matchmaking system was, after all, an existence that transcended the Heavenly Dao.

It seemed to have short-circuited a bit from this "love that topples cities" across planes, and at the last moment, it forcibly captured the strongest signal from Blue Star.

"Bzz..."

In the void, a huge, semi-transparent light screen popped up.

The image was shaky and full of noise, but that didn't stop Ji Linglong from seeing everything on it clearly.

She saw it.

She saw that familiar, desolate yellow desert.

She saw the man in the black suit, holding a bouquet of somewhat wilted roses, standing straight despite looking so small.

Then.

She saw the sky full of fire dragons rising.

She saw that colorful peony blooming in the sky of the other world, ten thousand times more brilliant than any spiritual flower in the Taichu Realm.

She saw the line of large characters, which she didn't recognize, but the system had thoughtfully translated into Taichu ancient script: [The mountains and rivers are vast, the fireworks of the human world, are all you.]

Ji Linglong was stunned.

She slowly stood up, tilted her head back, and stared infatuatedly at the fireworks in the light screen, which were magnificent to the extreme.

The Taichu Realm had fireworks too.

Those were illusions condensed from spiritual energy; they were beautiful, yes, but always seemed a bit fake.

But all of this before her eyes...

It was the roar of burning steel, the most brutal and yet deepest confession of industrial civilization.

Every burst of fireworks was the burning of tens of millions in mortal currency.

Every rising beam of light was that man with no cultivation base declaring his determination to the gods and buddhas of the myriad heavens.

"He... didn't leave."

Ji Linglong covered her mouth, tears flowing even more fiercely, but this time it wasn't grievance, but being moved—a sweetness and sorrow that made her heart melt.

"He didn't blame me... He's still setting off fireworks for me..."

"Fool! What a big fool!"

Ji Linglong laughed while crying, laughing like a little girl who had received all the candy in the world.

She reached out, wanting to touch the face of the man in the light screen, but could only touch the cold void.

"Lei Keming is right."

Suddenly, Jiang Chen's voice came from the light screen.

Although separated by planes, the signal was poor and the voice was intermittent, but every word clearly drilled into Ji Linglong's ears.

"Linglong, I know you're watching."

Jiang Chen looked up, shouting loudly at the sky, at the fireworks that were slowly dissipating:

"Three years!"

"Whether it's three years or thirty years!"

"I will wait for you!"

"If you don't come, I'll plant this desert full of roses! If you come, we'll get married under these fireworks!"

"Boom—!"

Ji Linglong felt as if something in her mind had completely collapsed.

That was her final reserve as the Saintess of Taichu, the poisonous chicken soup that her aunt-master had instilled in her about "men cannot be trusted."

In the face of these fireworks filling the sky at this moment, those words seemed so pale and powerless.

"Who says mortal love is cheap?"

Ji Linglong turned around abruptly, looking at the group of disciples from the Taichu Holy Land who had just arrived and hadn't figured out the situation yet.

Her eyes changed, becoming unprecedentedly fanatical and firm.

"You are the cheap ones!"

"My husband can set the sky of that world on fire just to make me happy! You blockheads who only know how to meditate, what the hell do you know about romance!"

She waved her large sleeve, and her aura, which had been somewhat withered from burning her essence blood, miraculously surged at this moment.

That was an epiphany after her Dao heart became clear, a sublimation after all inner demons were removed.

"Pass on my decree!"

Ji Linglong's voice resounded throughout the entire Saintess Peak, carrying an unquestionable queenly demeanor.

"Open the sect's treasury!"

"Call that old man from the Medicine King Valley to me!"

"And the elders of the Artifact Refining Hall and the Talisman Pavilion, tell them all to get over here!"

"I want to give a gift! A big gift!"

"Since I can't go there myself, I will send him all the best things in this Taichu Realm!"

"My man, even in the mortal world, must be the strongest king!"

...

Blue Star.

The fireworks dissipated, and the night sky returned to calm.

But the heat on the desert had not diminished in the slightest.

Lei Keming looked at Jiang Chen and nodded with satisfaction.

Although this cost tens of billions from the national treasury, looking at Jiang Chen's pumped-up appearance, and the notification that just popped up from the system [Female's favorability has broken through the sky], this money was well spent!

"Alright, withdraw!"

Lei Keming clapped his hands, just about to order a retreat.

Suddenly.

"Buzz—!!!"

The phone in Jiang Chen's hand emitted an unprecedentedly violent vibration again.

This time, the vibration was so strong that it even numbed Jiang Chen's hand.

Immediately after, the system interface, which had been silent for a long time, went crazy and started popping up golden windows frantically.

[Ding! Detected that the female "Saintess of Taichu" is extremely excited!]

[She has been completely broken by your "billions of fireworks"!]

[Triggering the "retaliatory return gift" mechanism!]

[Attention! Attention! High energy ahead!]

[A huge wave of top-tier supplies from the cultivation world is crossing the plane and is about to arrive on the battlefield!]

"What?" Jiang Chen was stunned, "Retaliatory return gift?"

Before he could react.

The sky above, which had just quieted down, cracked open again.

This time, it wasn't purple thunder, but a treasure light so brilliant it was blinding!

"Clatter—"

It was like the Heavenly River pouring backward.

Countless items flashing with spiritual light fell from the crack like rain.

"Is that... books?"

Academician Li Zhenbang had sharp eyes, pointing at the pile of falling ancient books in the air, screaming.

"Look! That's 'Detailed Explanation of Micro-Carving Arrays'! That's 'Method for Refining Fire-Attribute Monster Cores'! That's... is that the 'Fragment of the Immortal-Slaying Sword Array'?!"

"And that! That shiny sand!"

The geologist went crazy.

"That is star sand! The legendary star sand that has a hardness ten thousand times that of diamond and can only be born in supernova explosions! So much? Sending it by the ton?!"

"And that red bead!"

Professor Chen Shuhua, the biologist, jumped up, disregarding her image, "That's a monster core! And it's fire-attribute! The bio-energy contained in it, a single one could power a nuclear power plant!"

"Thud! Thud! Thud!"

These supplies, which were considered treasures in the Taichu Realm, were now like free trash, smashing onto the red carpet with a clatter.

Some hit the tanks, directly denting the armor; some landed in the sand, and a patch of spiritual grass instantly grew.

"Quick! Save the supplies!"

Lei Keming instantly switched back from "romantic commander" to "miser," his eyes red like a rabbit's, "Don't just stand there! Stop driving the tanks! Forget about the missiles! Everyone go pick up the items for me!"

"That book! Don't step on it! That's our lithography machine!"

"That bead! Be careful! That's our aero-engine!"

"That piece of junk... no, that's a Flying Sword! That's our material for individual mechs!"

The whole desert turned into a chaotic mess.

The originally solemn and dignified parade ground instantly became a large-scale "treasure hunting" site.

Jiang Chen stood in the rain of treasures, hit on the head by a thick book titled "Cultivation of Male Virtue in Taichu Realm," but he couldn't care about the pain.

He looked at his phone screen.

There was a voice message that Ji Linglong had just sent.

He tapped to open it.

No crying, no sadness.

Only the voice of that familiar little girl, with a hint of a nasal tone, yet incredibly proud:

"Husband, I've seen the fireworks. They're beautiful."

"Since you set the sky on fire to make me happy, I can't be stingy either."

"Take these scraps to play with first. Tell me if it's not enough."

"I don't understand industry, and I don't understand technology. But I know that as long as it's what you want, I will snatch the best of these myriad worlds and give it to you."

"See you in three years."

"By then, I want to see you, driving the strongest ship in the world, coming to take me home."

Jiang Chen gripped his phone, listening to the near-maniacal cheers of the scientists around him.

He smiled.

This time, it was a smile from the bottom of his heart.

"Okay."

Jiang Chen said softly to the sky.

"In three years, I'll drive an aerospace carrier to pick you up."

"By then, we won't set off fireworks anymore."

"We'll go conquer the sea of stars."