NOVPUBChapter 725 -674: The Expert
When Yi Duxing stepped out of the basement sleeping cabin, he immediately sensed the presence of tens of situational awareness devices outside his manor villa, along with over a dozen different powerful spiritual senses probing into the interior of the villa.
The security personnel of the manor villa, along with the numerous experts under Yi Duxing’s command, were fully mobilized, their defenses strict and ready. However, they did not dare to expel the skilled individuals lurking outside.
This made Yi Duxing both gratified and enraged.
“Get out!”
Yi Duxing’s immense Divine Soul instantly swept across an 800-kilometer radius outside the manor, not only freezing and confronting the Divine Souls and bodies of these Eight and even Ninth Realm experts but also declaring his return and existence to the outside world!
The experts outside the manor immediately let out muffled groans. Though their bodies turned icy and stiff, they withdrew quickly from the vicinity of the villa with the utmost speed.
Yi Duxing did not give chase. He frowned deeply, pressing his fingers against his temple as an unbearable headache overtook him.
This was the inherent defect of artificial sky revival technology, a flaw that had yet to be resolved.
The so-called “artificial sky” essentially simulated everything within the “sky curtain” of Tianji Star’s atmosphere, replicating its materials and structures by harnessing the power of Tianji Star’s “Root.”
For this reason, the artificial sky also inherited all the characteristics of the “sky curtain.”
The sole difference is that the artificial sky is controllable, subject to the direct oversight of the President and three Deputy Chairmen of the Longevity Association.
Thus, even someone like Yi Duxing, granted the highest privileges, was required to make an equivalent exchange to emerge from the artificial sky.
He had to sacrifice an equivalent amount of “souls” to replicate his True Spirit and conscious self from within the artificial sky.
These “souls” were mostly extracted from the Lower Zone, meaning several Presidents and certain permanent council members of the Longevity Association controlled a portion of these Lower Zone livestock to serve as materials for resurrection.
However, Yi Duxing, having utilized the souls of these livestock for his revival, naturally bore their “pollution.”
These were a group of parasites, entirely meaningless to the Federation and society, mere consumers of resources. Each had its own thoughts, obsessions, and lingering emotions from the moment of death—pain, despair, resentment—all of which became interwoven with Yi Duxing’s Primordial Spirit, creating an unbearable mental tumult.
After some moments, Yi Duxing’s expression gradually relaxed.
He temporarily sealed away these impurities using his freezing concept, waiting for his “Death-Eye Demon” to handle them.
Yi Duxing’s “Death-Eye Demon” was in the process of revival. Her concepts of death and exhaustion allowed for these impurities to gradually weaken and be eliminated, purifying his soul.
Yi Duxing next extended his Divine Thought and Spiritual Sense again, intending to locate a few of those brazen individuals spying on his manor to make examples of them. However, to his disappointment, they had all fled far away from the villa and were now deeply concealed, rendering their trails untraceable.
Yi Duxing could only once again unleash his Primordial Spirit Power and martial intent concepts, sweeping across all territories of the Eighth Base City to intimidate any potential troublemakers.
In the process, Yi Duxing briefly clashed with the presence in the city’s core district—a rival equal to him in both business and strength.
“The Financial Sage!”
Yi Duxing let out a soft snort, wiping the blood from the corner of his lips.
This latest resurrection had come at a cost. First, the strength of this backup body was considerably weaker than his previous one.
Second, problems with “spirit and body integration” persisted. Although this body’s prosthetic components were crafted by a top-tier Prosthetic Maker to replicate his original body’s prosthetics perfectly, even matching the electromagnetic field properties exactly, Yi Duxing was still unable to achieve the true spirit and body integration he once had with his original form.
Additionally, there was the Primordial Spirit issue—the powers of the Despair Heavenly Girl and the Suffering Heavenly Girl inflicted direct damage to his True Spirit within the sky curtain. After his soul was replicated, these injuries were fully transferred, leaving his current combat power at only 60% of his peak strength.
He needed time to recuperate, dissipate, refine, and integrate in order to gradually restore his full strength.
Yi Duxing then retrieved a backup communication terminal from his study desk, opened the quantum communication channel, and sent out several messages to reassure his subordinates.
The core Martial Cultivator team of Beitian Financial Group had been loyal followers for years and were unlikely to waver easily. However, other factions relying on him were uncertain, and Yi Duxing needed to provide them with solid assurances to stabilize his financial empire.
In this moment, his expression hardened as he received a message and four emails.
The message came from the President’s financial and business adviser—more accurately, a former adviser now.
This former adviser was not only the chairman of a trillion-dollar finance company but also someone Yi Duxing had fully supported during the last election, leveraging the Longevity Association’s resources to push him into prominence.
However, this individual had already been dismissed by the President, who sent the message to inform Yi Duxing personally while seeking his assistance.
Yi Duxing felt helpless; even with his eyes closed, he could predict whom the President would appoint as the replacement adviser.
The current President of the Federation was decisive, strategic, and had grand ambitions to reform the Federation’s commercial environment and eliminate entrenched corruption, though lacking in sufficient power to do so.
Now, with an opportunity to suppress the financial sector, how could the President let it go?
Especially since the Longevity Association was aiming for rebellion; why would the President show leniency?
If the Association were dissatisfied, they could go complain to Lin Rui and risk the wrath of the Abyss Weapons.
Among the four emails, three were from the Federation’s Security Bureau’s “Anti-Terrorism Investigation Center” and “Financial Crimes Investigation Division,” as well as the Ninth Base City’s “Inspectorate,” regarding investigations into charges that Yi Duxing had orchestrated and participated in terrorist activities, caused substantial casualties among government officials, and triggered mass civilian deaths in the Ninth Base City, including financial crimes. They demanded Yi Duxing appear for questioning.
The fourth email came from Congress’s “Security Committee” and “Honorary Member Management Committee.” Citing Yi Duxing’s involvement in organizing, leading, and participating in terrorist organizations and planning major terrorist attacks in the Ninth Base City, the two committees issued a notice suspending all his congressional privileges while authorizing the Security Bureau to investigate and review his honorary member status.
“Boom!”
Upon reading this, Yi Duxing clenched his fist tightly, his face dark and cold to the extreme. An icy aura surged outward, freezing his study and the lower half of the villa.
He had expected waves of chaos in the wake of his debacle, knowing well that the Federation Government’s establishment and conservative factions would retaliate fervently.
However, these accusations disgusted him. When had he ever harmed government officials? All the deceased officials were members of the Longevity Association, killed by Martial Cultivators under Lin Rui!
And when had he and the Longevity Association ever planned any terrorist attacks?
Yi Duxing took a deep breath and suppressed his fury.
There wasn’t much to be angry about—the Earth Federation was already rotten to its core, devoid of a reason to exist.
It wasn’t a significant problem for him; he would merely need to spend a few hundred billion federal coins to wage a judicial battle.
The Federation’s judiciary first had to prove that the “Yi Duxing” in the Ninth Base City was the real Yi Duxing; otherwise, they couldn’t convict him.
While rubbing his temples and trying to suppress the disturbances in his Primordial Spirit along with the growing pollution, a pair of jade-like hands suddenly appeared, gently pressing and massaging his temples.
It was a beautiful woman with blood-red hair, striking features, and a blood-red eye embedded in the center of her forehead. 𝒏𝙤𝙫𝒑𝙪𝙗.𝙘𝒐𝙢
“Master, we don’t have enough materials right now to resurrect Cameron Brown.”
—It was Yi Duxing’s “Death-Eye Demon!”
This was a humanoid demon, capable of maintaining a human form so long as she hadn’t entered combat mode or activated her special bloodline.
“I know. I’ve already arranged for more materials to be gathered; there are billions of expendable lives in the Lower Zone of the Eighth Base City.”
Yi Duxing enjoyed the Death-Eye Demon’s massage while sensing the gradual death of the pollution within his Primordial Spirit.
Regrettably, her concepts of exhaustion and death were only at 42%, meaning she couldn’t truly eliminate the pollution.
“But there’s no urgency in resurrecting Cameron Brown. Until our pollution is entirely resolved, bringing him back would only subject him to suffering.”
The Death-Eye Demon nodded, then asked curiously, “What about the internal affairs of the Longevity Association?”
Cameron Brown was Yi Duxing’s right-hand man, the representative and enforcer of Yi Duxing’s will within the Longevity Association.
“Look at the state we’re in—why bother with the Longevity Association? Just an hour ago, Li Xianglong obliterated seven large bases of ours again. I can’t stop him right now, and holding the position without acting achieves nothing. Better to step aside and let the other two Deputy Chairmen show their mettle.”
Yi Duxing let out a cold laugh, his eyes tinged with anger: “The Federation calls me lawless, branding me as a terrorist orchestrating attacks. Well, let them experience the tactics of the two true lawless ones.”
He considered his own approach rather moderate. Without his restraints and limits, the Association’s methods would have been far more aggressive and domineering.
This was an opportunity to probe Lin Rui’s core strength. The survival and operational readiness of two Abyss Weapons were astonishing, necessitating further investigation by the Association.
“Our immediate priority is to obtain that Abyss Divine Artifact. Only by achieving Immortal-level strength can we exact revenge and regain footing within the Federation.
Moreover, the Knowledge Barrier between Lin Rui and the Invincible Dharma King must remain intact! We must quickly establish obstacles between the two, preventing any connection.”
Yi Duxing’s eyes gleamed with a resolute determination.
Earlier, Cameron Brown had carried out his orders to meet the next-generation “Dreamy Heavenly Maiden” of the Dreamy Heavenly Venerate. However, she had declined their request, citing inadequate compensation for her master’s contribution.
Yi Duxing surmised that this “inadequate compensation” referred to the Despair and Suffering Heavenly Girls. Was the Dreamy Heavenly Venerate already aware of their condition and thus wary?
Yet this reasoning didn’t add up; if the Despair and Suffering Heavenly Girls were actual Divine Spirits, it might have been understandable.
After all, anyone attempting to obscure the perception of a Divine Spirit would face staggering costs. But these girls weren’t yet gods.
Furthermore, since the failed negotiation, contact with the Dreamy Heavenly Maiden had been entirely lost.
Nonetheless, Yi Duxing had connected with a formidable figure in the depths—a being who had lived for over ten thousand years, someone whose power approached Quasi-Abyss Level—and this individual had agreed to their transaction request.
Yi Duxing shook his head, saying: “Beyond that, I have a few matters that require your personal involvement, Little Eye.”
The Death-Eye Demon paused her massage: “Master, what are they?”
Yi Duxing, keeping his eyes closed, said: “In my vault, there’s a ‘Divine Origin’ syringe. Send it to Zang Shaochen. He only needs one more bloodline power to break into 9SSS+ and master the Secret Sword, becoming a Senior Divine Envoy. Inform Zang Shaochen that if he wants this syringe, he must pledge maximum support to me for the next three years.
Second is the revival of Ling Huan. Brown has operated this to the final step. You must take over and ensure his resurrection in the shortest possible time; and finally, the Evil Pirate Group. Take my seal and meet the group’s leader personally. Inform him that I am lifting all restrictions on them from now on—let them mobilize fully, without any hesitation or restraint!”
The Death-Eye Demon looked at Yi Duxing with surprise: “But isn’t that going to plunge the Federation into chaos? Didn’t you say, as financial leaders, we despise disorder the most?”
Yi Duxing thought to himself, chaos would be ideal.
Only in chaos could he buy time to recover and simultaneously secure the Abyss Divine Artifact he had long coveted.
The humiliation he had suffered in the Ninth Base City would, without question, be avenged personally, sooner or later!
