67: Chapter 67 Three Great Empresses Approach the Primordial Beginning! The Sect Leader is Terrified, Jiang Chen: Don't Panic, I Have a Script!

Winds rose and clouds surged.

Overnight, the attention of the entire cultivation world shifted abruptly from the serious topic of the Demonic Path invasion to the gossipy and thrilling track of "snatching a man."

Countless flying boats, war chariots, and Flying Swords rose into the sky from all directions, with only one target—Taichu Holy Land.

Meanwhile, Jiang Chen, the center of the storm, was currently sitting on the edge of the cliff at Saintess Peak, being forced to drink a nourishing soup while sneezing violently.

"Achoo!"

Jiang Chen rubbed his nose and looked confused. "Strange, the soup is so hot, why did I suddenly feel a chill down my back? Did I catch a cold?"

Ji Linglong immediately became nervous, grabbing his wrist to channel spiritual energy. "Husband, don't move! It must be that the night wind is too cold! I told you to wear more dragon-skin vests! Quickly, drink this bowl of ginger soup!"

"This isn't ginger soup! This is clearly nuclear fuel!"

Jiang Chen had just swallowed that priceless medicinal soup, and his face instantly turned liver-colored.

The medicinal power of those thousand-year-old Lingzhi mushrooms was rampaging inside him. If not for Ji Linglong's half-step Void Refinement spiritual energy protecting his meridians, he would have likely exploded into a brilliant firework on the spot.

"No, this sneeze was not right."

Just as Jiang Chen was still struggling with that bowl of magma, Academician Li Zhenbang appeared from a corner out of nowhere.

He was holding something that looked like a Geiger counter, frantically scanning it toward Jiang Chen's nose.

"Beep, beep, beep—"

The instrument emitted a rapid alarm sound.

"According to the non-locality principle of quantum mechanics,"

Academician Li pushed up his reflective glasses and looked at the data with a grave expression. "Director Jiang, that sneeze of yours just now was not due to a cold virus. The data shows that at that instant, at least three extremely powerful high-energy biological fields were simultaneously generating a strong observational intent toward you from tens of thousands of miles away."

"Speak human language." Jiang Chen rolled his eyes, feeling heat still venting from his nostrils.

"Simply put," Professor Chen Shuhua added from the side, "you have been locked onto. This phenomenon is known in macro-physics as quantum resonance of malicious perception. Commonly known as—you are in big trouble."

Jiang Chen's mouth twitched. "Are you scientists now stealing the jobs of fortune tellers?"

While he was complaining, nine long chimes suddenly rang out from the main hall of Taichu Holy Land.

"Dang—Dang—"

This was the highest-level welcoming bell, which only rings when the Holy Land is facing life-or-death survival or when a titan of the same level visits in person.

The Sect Master's exasperated voice instantly resonated throughout the sect via the amplification array:

"All elders! Come to the Taiji Hall immediately for a meeting! Level one alert! I repeat, level one alert!"

"The madwoman Dugu from Myriad Sword Tomb, that female tyrant from the Great Xia Dynasty, and that enchantress from the Joyful Union Sect... They have sent visiting cards saying they will visit our Taichu Holy Land together at noon tomorrow!"

"The reason is actually to exchange and learn?"

On Saintess Peak, Jiang Chen and the research team looked at each other.

"Exchange and learn?"

Jiang Chen rubbed his chin, thoughtful. "Could it be that they are also interested in the Dopamine Sanctification Method? Do they want to introduce our advanced technology?"

Academician Li Zhenbang looked at the three purple-red energy sources on the holographic screen rapidly approaching Taichu Holy Land, swallowed, and said gloomily,

"Director Jiang, based on my big data analysis of female psychology and the history of resource plundering in the cultivation world... they might not be here to introduce technology, but to introduce the core raw material."

"Raw material?" Jiang Chen was stunned. "What specialties does our Holy Land have?"

Academician Li gave him a sympathetic look and pointed at Jiang Chen himself.

"You."

Taichu Holy Land, Guest Welcoming Plaza.

The atmosphere was very strange.

It was really very strange.

The usually solemn and dignified cultivation holy land was today made to look like a large-scale investment promotion site in a rural-urban fringe area.

A huge red banner spanned two mountain peaks, with gold-stamped characters written on it—

[Warmly welcome fellow daoists from various holy lands to provide guidance, and the First Taichu Scientific Cultivation Technology Exchange Conference].

Under the banner, Academician Li Zhenbang was directing a group of young researchers, debugging those local specialties brought from Blue Star.

"Sound check! One, two, three, hello, hello, hello!"

"Holographic projection preheated! As soon as they arrive, immediately play the 'Rise of Great Powers'... oh no, the 'Rise of Taichu' promotional video!"

"Etiquette ladies... cough, etiquette disciples, take your positions! Remember to smile and show the hospitable (and wealthy/arrogant) side of our Taichu Holy Land!"

Sect Master True Person Xuanweizi stood in the center of the plaza, constantly wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

He glanced at Jiang Chen, who was calmly drinking tea nearby, and couldn't help but transmit his voice: "Son-in-law, will this really work? That's Wu Mingyue and Dugu Xue! Famous female tyrant and killing machine! Hanging a sign for exchange and learning, can we really fool them?"

"Sect Master, your perspective is too small."

Jiang Chen put down his teacup, straightened his Zhongshan suit, and a confident smile curled at the corners of his mouth.

"Since they sent visiting cards saying they are here to exchange, that means they don't want to tear off the mask directly. After all, Linglong is now a half-step Void Refinement, so they have to weigh things carefully. As long as they don't want to fight, they have to follow our script."

"Besides..."

Jiang Chen pointed to the group of scientists behind him who were staring at the sky like hungry wolves.

"We have a lot of good stuff here. I don't believe they won't be tempted."

Just at this moment.

"They're here!"

Professor Chen Shuhua, who was in charge of radar monitoring, suddenly shouted, "Three high-energy reaction sources have entered the air defense identification zone! Extremely fast! No deceleration! Are they trying to force a landing?"

Before the voice fell.

The originally cloudless sky was instantly torn apart by three completely different terrifying visions.

In the due east, golden light filled the sky.

Nine five-clawed golden dragon phantoms, each a hundred feet long, pulled a golden war chariot that looked like a mobile palace, crushing the clouds and arriving with a boom.

Above the war chariot, the imperial dragon aura cascaded down like a tangible golden waterfall, causing the surrounding void to creak and crack.

That was the Nine-Dragon Carriage of the Great Xia Dynasty.

In the due west, sword qi was menacing.

There were no flashy vehicles, only a sword.

A giant light sword, a thousand meters long, that seemed capable of splitting heaven and earth.

On the sword body stood hundreds of white-robed cultivators carrying long swords, each with eyes as cold as ice.

That was the Immortal-Slaying Sword Boat of the Myriad Sword Tomb.

In the due south, pink mist swirled.

A huge, extremely luxurious treasure ship, hung with pink curtains and bells, floated over slowly amidst seductive music.

Petals fell like rain, and an exotic fragrance assailed the nostrils. Just smelling a breath of it made one feel a dry heat in their body and their heart and soul waver.

That was the Bliss Treasure Ship of the Joyful Union Sect.

The entrance style of these three major forces was full of gunpowder and intimidation.

"Wum—!!!"

The three giant vehicles hovered simultaneously above the Guest Welcoming Plaza, blocking out the sky and sun.

A huge shadow was cast down, full of oppression.

Sect Master True Person Xuanweizi's legs were trembling, but he still braced himself, took a deep breath, channeled his spiritual energy, and shouted loudly.

"Taichu's Sect Master respectfully welcomes the Empress of Great Xia, Sword Head Dugu, and Saintess Su!"

"I wonder why the three of you have come together?"

In mid-air, three voices sounded simultaneously.

"I heard that your sect's Saintess has broken through to half-step Void Refinement, so I have come to congratulate you." (This is the Empress of Great Xia, her voice domineering)

"I heard you developed a new method? I'm here to see if the sword can be used." (This is Sword Head Dugu, her voice cold and sharp).

"Oh my, I just wanted to come and see an old friend~ and by the way... exchange and learn~" (This is the Joyful Union Sect Saintess, her voice silky).

The reasons were all very high-sounding.

If one ignored their almost materialized divine sense scans and the dozens of spiritual energy cannons already aimed at the plaza, this really would look like a friendly visit.