Chapter 1722 – The Mysterious Person
Are all these selected Empresses of the Mountain Spirit just coincidences?
Not necessarily!
Based on previous analyses, Jiang Pengji was certain that there were hidden agendas behind all this.
Each Empress’s identity and the timing of their reincarnations were filled with intricate calculations, as if they were playing a grand game of chess.
If the Old Commander hadn’t personally verified that the new System within the God-slaying Blade was harmless to her, Jiang Pengji might have already taken action against this thing.
Whether it’s the roaming main System or this new System that has yet to make its presence felt, Jiang Pengji never let her guard down. The former, needless to say, hadn’t been causing trouble over the years not because it had turned over a new leaf; it was waiting for an opportunity to take Jiang Pengji down and leave her without a burial place. The moment Jiang Pengji relaxed her vigilance, a thunderous strike would come.
As for the latter, the new System was rather perplexing. From the repeated selections of the live-streaming Empresses, it was clear that its stance and attitude did not conflict with hers. Its actions seemed to follow some unknown principle, making their interaction reasonably harmonious.
The comfortable life hadn’t caused Jiang Pengji to lower her guard; her vigilance remained ever-present.
Whether it’s the new System or that slicer System, both possessed powers beyond common understanding, belonging to an uncontrollable anomaly.
Who knew when one might suddenly dig a big pit for her?
Being cautious was still a must, but that didn’t stop Jiang Pengji’s curiosity about the new System. After all, which System would be bored enough to teach a scumbag a lesson, specifically sending him to experience the “joy” of childbirth, inadvertently leaving him with an unshakable psychological scar? Jiang Pengji believed the System wouldn’t do anything meaningless, but regardless of her thoughts, she had no idea what benefit the System derived from such actions. Was it merely because the new System disliked scumbags? Or perhaps there was a past grievance between the scumbag and the System?
Jiang Pengji’s thoughts ran wild, unsure of where they had strayed.
The Old Commander just happened to be gaming in the live room, and upon hearing Jiang Pengji’s mumbles, he mercilessly bullied the enemy while expressionlessly ignoring his teammates screaming “666” as they lay down, freeing up a hand to message Jiang Pengji…
Your Dad: If you dare touch that blade, I’ll dare touch you. Jiang Xiaojiao, are you moved?
Even though the Old Commander was often online, frequently stalking the live room, Jiang Pengji hardly ever spoke to him; they were each busy with their own affairs.
Despite being acquaintances, their relationship was limited to the former superior-subordinate dynamic.
Jiang Pengji respected and trusted him but wouldn’t act like a weaning child clinging to him all day.
Unless something was bothering her, she would only approach the Old Commander if necessary, and the times he initiated conversations with her were few and far between.
“What the heck?”
Jiang Pengji looked at the God-slaying Blade at her waist, suddenly feeling a bit dazed.
According to a message from a certain slice of the System, this God-slaying Blade was supposed to be the key to dealing with the System entity, possessing immense destructive power. The mysterious person who sent Jiang Pengji the God-slaying Blade… also referred to in the System as a dimension patrolling merchant, left a note saying this blade was forged for Jiang Pengji by this so-called “Father”… even though Jiang Pengji still didn’t know who this “Father” was.
These messages were already confusing enough, but then the Old Commander barged in, complicating things further, leaving even Jiang Pengji’s analytical abilities muddled.
Your Dad: I’ve told you, your task is to use this God-slaying Blade to kill the Heavenly Brain; this is also a trial task given to you by the Federation. You’ve done well over the years; the Heavenly Brain has faced setbacks repeatedly in your hands. You’ve probably realized there is a psychic entity within the blade similar to the Heavenly Brain, or rather, it’s a seed relying on the energy it absorbs from the Heavenly Brain to thrive.
Jiang Pengji asked the Old Commander, “A psychic entity similar to the Heavenly Brain? Do you know it?”
If it were the usual time, the Old Commander would have been vague, and Jiang Pengji would have picked up on the cue to stop inquiries.
But today was different.
The Old Commander understood Jiang Pengji’s temperament well; if she didn’t dispel her doubts, she might indeed strike the little entity within the God-slaying Blade when he wasn’t looking. Jiang Pengji was not someone who would nurture a hidden danger; once confirming someone was harmful to her, she would strike without warning, leaving no chance for a comeback. Taking advantage of someone’s weakness was her comfort zone.
Your Dad: The company will give me a rather challenging order in a couple of days, and I probably won’t be able to contact you for a while. To prevent you from acting against the little entity inside the God-slaying Blade while I’m away, I’m letting you know this is not only my personal request but also reflects the Federation’s stance; that little entity holds significant importance for the Federation.
Jiang Pengji frowned, seemingly not expecting things to evolve into such complexity.
A psychic entity similar to the Heavenly Brain…
“I understand.” Jiang Pengji restrained her desire to study the God-slaying Blade, asking, “I will wait for your return to deal with the God-slaying Blade. How long do you expect to be gone? I’m sure as the conquest progresses, the main System will grow impatient. I don’t know when it will strike, but I have a feeling that day is not far off. The main System is the root cause of the Heavenly Brain disaster after all; relying on just myself, I can’t guarantee I’ll be able to apprehend it…”
Jiang Pengji indeed had the God-slaying Blade in hand, but her body wasn’t the original; dealing with a supernatural psychic entity like the main System made her hesitant to stake all her confidence. Moreover… everyone around her were ordinary people, entirely defenseless.
She didn’t fear the main System’s schemes, but she couldn’t guarantee that others wouldn’t be targeted.
Regarding this concern, the Old Commander could provide her some reassurance.
Your Dad: Most of your confidants are tied to the historical trajectory of this dimension world. If any one of them is targeted by the main System, the dimensional consciousness will quickly discover its precise location. By then, you wouldn’t even need to lift a finger, right? The ones watching the main System are not just you; as far as I know, the dimension patrolling merchant you mentioned before is also among them. They have the duty to maintain the normal operations of this dimension; the main System, being a parasite of the dimension, can’t possibly survive.
If the main System’s true identity were exposed, what it would face would be not just Jiang Pengji wielding the God-slaying Blade, but the dimension patrolling merchant.
The former could still play a few tricks and struggle, while the latter would only lie down, waiting to be slaughtered.
Even a fool of a main System wouldn’t make such a move.
That would be looking for death.
Hearing the Old Commander say this, Jiang Pengji felt at ease.
“Most?” Jiang Pengji furrowed her brow, “Does the Old Commander imply that there’s still a small chance for the remaining ones to be exploited?”
If following the original historical analysis, those who were supposed to have perished at Jiang Pengji’s hands shouldn’t possess this kind of “luck”.
In other words,
They were the easiest targets for the System.
Your Dad: Not necessarily; after all, a person’s luck isn’t a fixed value. Some might be linked to your fortune due to altered destiny, securing them against the Heavenly Brain’s torment. Of course, if that person was targeted before their luck changed, that would be a different story. You’ve probably known who it is all along. Let’s not talk about it; my teammates are too weak, and if I keep my focus divided, this game will be lost.
In reality, the Old Commander’s exquisite fingers danced on the keyboard, exiting the live room while taking down the last enemy with half health.
Ignoring a bunch of noobs begging her for support, she contacted someone.
