Chapter 491 - 242: Boundary Wall
Mo Ling’Er watched her brother and Zhao Rui chatting happily like old friends, her heart filled with joy.
She couldn’t help but rest her chin in her hands, her eyes sparkling with starlight as she watched the two talk with great eloquence.
From the social customs of the Great Shang to the series of reforms after conquering the Stan Countries, Mo Longteng explained his views on "governance" to another person with a rare enthusiasm.
Since following his father from Gui Xu to assist King Chonghou on the battlefield, he had not only seen a brand new world but had also learned about something he had never encountered in his previous decades of life.
Modern civilization.
This civilization of steel, built upon a world of fire and Energy, had sparked a different idea in his mind.
He wanted to build a modern society for the Witch Race, a new world founded on the combination of Witchcraft Divine Power and mechanical power.
Unfortunately, this idea did not have his father’s support.
He had mentioned it once, only to be rebuked by his father for being heretical and rebellious.
Fortunately, King Chonghou was quite open-minded on the matter. Or perhaps he was happy to see him and his father at odds, so he tacitly approved some of his proposals.
For example, the tall buildings outside and the mechanical equipment in the factory districts were all preserved at his strong insistence.
He had spent five years reading a vast number of books and watching audio-visual materials. His knowledge surpassed that of many ordinary modern people.
Zhao Rui’s expression was a little strange after listening to his eloquent speech.
It wasn’t that his idea was inappropriate, but rather that he was the last person Zhao Rui expected to have it.
How could an "ancient person" be so "progressive," so willing to absorb the knowledge of a different civilization and improve upon the shortcomings of his own tribe?
A person like this...
A single word came to Zhao Rui’s mind: pioneer.
"Zhao Rui, I bet you and I are thinking the same thing."
Mo Longteng watched him with a burning gaze, his eyes narrowing slightly.
Zhao Rui shook his head slightly upon hearing this.
"Oh? You also think I’m delusional? Heretical and rebellious?"
"That’s not it. You’re not wrong. When any two civilizations intertwine, fusion is inevitable. And with any fusion, there will be both progress and regression. Your choice is not wrong."
"Then what do you mean?"
"I just don’t share that same thought."
Zhao Rui looked up at the dome of the great hall. The lights there flickered, resembling a vast expanse of starlight, like a brilliant river of stars in the boundless cosmos.
"I aspire to go there!"
At these words, Mo Longteng burst out laughing.
His laughter was somewhat uninhibited.
"Brother!"
Mo Ling’Er, who had been listening to the two of them with a captivated expression, was startled by her brother’s loud laughter and complained with dissatisfaction.
"Have you never entered the starry cosmos?"
Mo Longteng’s smile vanished, and his expression turned serious as he spoke.
Zhao Rui nodded. He indeed had not. Ever since he had cultivated to an unknown Realm, he knew he should be able to break through the boundary of heaven and earth and withstand the extreme environment of outer space.
But he had never tried. After all, space was not the same as the ground. There, the concepts of up, down, left, and right, even space and time, were completely different.
Mo Longteng glanced at the time on his wrist, rose to his feet, and said, "Alright then, let’s go take a look at the Heaven and Earth Jade!"
"A Boundary Wall?"
Zhao Rui was stunned. ’What’s that? The sky is just outer space. Where would a Boundary Wall come from?’
"You’ll know when we get there."
"Little sister, since the occasion is perfect today, I’ll take you for a look too. But don’t tell Father."
Mo Longteng finished speaking and turned to Mo Ling’Er with a gentle smile.
"Really? Thank you, Brother!"
Mo Ling’Er was ecstatic. She quickly rubbed her hands together and said with a laugh, "I want to pluck a star."
Hearing this, Zhao Rui and Mo Longteng couldn’t help but chuckle.
"Up!"
Mo Longteng waved his hand, releasing a soft glow that enveloped Mo Ling’Er. Then, with a flicker of his body, he vanished from the great hall.
Not to be outdone, Zhao Rui summoned his sword light and gave chase.
The two transformed into streaks of light, shooting straight toward the heavens and creating a faint trail of starlight in the night sky.
There was very little light pollution in Central Asia to begin with, so at this moment, the two streaks of light were exceptionally conspicuous.
In a palace several hundred kilometers away, a strange man with a nose ring and beast-faced tattoos etched on his face stood barefoot with his eyes closed, muttering incantations.
After a long moment, he opened his eyes, and two beams of divine light flashed within them.
"Your Majesty, Mo Longteng of the Mo Family just left his home. It seems he’s heading for the sky."
"Oh?"
Across from the strange man, a bare-chested man with rugged sideburns lifted his head and asked faintly.
"My Sensing Skill cannot be wrong. Right now, Mo Wuji is at the Chonghou Royal Mansion. Mo Longteng has already shot into the sky."
"When Heaven offers a gift, one who refuses it invites calamity! HAHA!"
The man flicked his sleeve and shot to his feet. As his body moved, a boundless black aura surged toward him from all directions.
In just a moment, a suit of jagged, barbed bone Armor materialized around the man’s body.
"Great Witch! I am the Human King, favored by the Celestial Dao, undefeated through tribulations! Today, heaven has granted me a golden opportunity—the moment for me to reclaim my military power."
This man was none other than Prince Zi Gui, who had previously fled in disgrace from the Gui Xu Great Shang.
Prince Zi Gui let out a great laugh, and suddenly, dozens of men wearing the same type of Armor surged out from behind him.
"Your Majesty!"
The men all knelt and shouted in unison.
"Victory to Your Majesty!"
The strange man known as the Great Witch revealed an ugly smile. He pointed a finger, and a rainbow-colored light shot out from before the crowd, vanishing to an unknown destination.
"March with me!"
Prince Zi Gui drew a longsword that glowed with a yellow light from his hip and strode out with large steps.