My Nascent Soul Ran Away Again

Chapter 223: The High Heavenly Plain, The City of Night

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

As soon as Lu Xuan finished speaking, Cheng Lingzhu had already stepped forward with her sword drawn.

Killing the Desolate God hadn’t drained much of her strength.

Lin Hong flicked his sleeve, and a small, half-foot-long flying sword slid out, transforming into a streak of light, aiming for Cheng Lingzhu’s brow.

With a “clang,” a protective spiritual barrier appeared, an invisible and transparent force field.

The flying sword’s trajectory veered off upon touching the invisible field, sliding to the side.

Cheng Lingzhu raised her arm, her fingertips forming a faint vortex of Qi. The vortex burst forth, piercing through the brows of both Lin Hong and Lin Yan.

Their bodies fell downwards, and a spark of spiritual fire appeared, incinerating them into ashes.

Lu Xuan’s mind moved, and two black chips flew into his hand.

These were the chips from Lin Hong and Lin Yan’s brains, which he had retrieved.

“The offspring of major families from the outside world, according to their family traditions, come to small remote places to hunt Desolate Gods, completing their coming-of-age rituals…”

A garbage truck equipped with a chip reading device played back the memories extracted from the two chips.

Logically, children of such families should have firewalls in their brains.

But now, the chips were wide open, defenseless… Lu Xuan guessed it must be related to the Eternal Yin Spirit Ghost Mother.

The two had been “transformed” into Yin spirits, becoming one of the billions of avatars of the Eternal Yin Spirit Ghost Mother, with the firewall becoming an obstruction instead.

“It’s time to leave.”

Lu Xuan said, “This place is still too remote.”

Cheng Lingzhu nodded, having learned about the geography of this world from Lin Hong and Lin Yan’s memories.

“To the south of the Sangna Plains, crossing the strait, just over two thousand li away, there is a large city called The High Heavenly Plain. We can take a look there.”

“Okay.”

Lu Xuan agreed.

Having discarded the garbage truck in the wilderness, Lu Xuan summoned a treasured carriage and flew towards their intended destination.

The pollution in this world was severe; the sea was turbid and black, littered with various types of plastic waste, and the fish living in it were mostly mutated.

This was not surprising.

Naga Star, humanity’s mother planet, had long exhausted its resources. In this era of advanced technology, humans had already ventured into space, establishing numerous colonies.

All this was made possible by the development of artificial body technology.

Qi Refining cultivators were agile and fast, Foundation Building cultivators surpassed ordinary humans, and Golden Core cultivators could fly and tunnel through the earth…

Reaching the Nascent Soul stage allowed one to transform into a digital life form, residing in the body of a starship, roaming the starry sea.

Of course, most Nascent Soul great powers chose to install their brains in starships, opting to upload their consciousness only at life’s final moment.

After all, there were still some old-age sentiments.

Carrying a brain didn’t affect the starship’s load, and artificial humans didn’t require much oxygen, only needing a small amount of sugar to sustain life for a long time.

Cultivators didn’t have just one artificial body; they owned vast wealth and never deprived themselves of enjoyment.

For instance, specialized digestive artificial bodies with several stomachs.

They ensured that cultivators could enjoy fine dining without overeating or growing tired of food.

While ordinary people at the bottom were fighting for a bag of grain, cultivators were indulging in their “right to waste.”

And then there were dual-cultivation artificial bodies, cultivated flesh and blood bodies, not cold metal, but still equipped with special devices to regulate stimulation levels.

For high-born cultivators, expensive artificial bodies were more numerous than ordinary clothes.

As for the people left on the ground…

Lu Xuan looked through the treasured carriage, observing the outside world.

Above the sky, a huge city floated, surrounded by a high-polymer membrane energy shield that filtered the air clean.

The floating island was lush with greenery, gardens, fountains, and trees, a stark contrast to the pale and barren land below, like a heavenly paradise, a utopian world.

Below the floating island was the city called “The High Heavenly Plain, ” the largest city in the area.

The High Heavenly Plain was both the name of the city and the name of the ruling power, governed by the three major cultivator families: Tokugawa, Oda, and Toyotomi.

Lu Xuan and Cheng Lingzhu entered the city at night.

Different from the “entering the city” mentioned by the mayor of Yellowstone Town.

The mayor’s reference to “entering the city” meant entering a nearby town.

Such “cities” had slightly better economic levels and environments than Yellowstone Town but were still within the category of ordinary cities.

The High Heavenly Plain, however, was a true “cyber city.”

To enter, one needed a clean identity.

The city was filled with surveillance, not to mention special detection equipment at the city gates, requiring chip verification for entry.

Before entering the city, Lu Xuan pondered over the chip for a while, understanding its structure and operating principle.

It wasn’t too difficult.

Lu Xuan tried to construct a framework within his sea of consciousness, then connected to the network of The High Heavenly Plain.

A torrent of chaotic and important or trivial information flooded in, disappearing into the abyss of his mind, quickly sorted by Lu Xuan.

Useful information was filed and stored, while useless information was cleared and deleted…

After a breath, he opened his eyes.

Lu Xuan pursued the natural Dao, emphasizing the interconnectivity of all laws.

At the end of the cultivation path, many things can be integrated and understood.

For example, Lu Xuan was now using his brain to access the internet, which he found quite reasonable.

“Just a little modification should do.”

Lu Xuan held a chip in his hand, belonging to Lin Yan..