“President, did you win?” Jerome asked Gatling.

“It’s not that easy. He chose to leave on his own,” Gatling replied.

Jerome understood then that this battle was not yet over.

Lin Qianxuan’s gaze was still fixed on the marks, and vaguely, he seemed to sense something.

Very sharp, filled with a forward-moving realm.

That’s right, it’s the realm.

This mysterious and profound thing.

These attacks seemed to contain the manifestation of the opponent’s willpower.

In a trance, he seemed to see a lizardman casually swing a large two-handed sword, and the invisible sword intent split the sea.

Lin Qianxuan concentrated his divine energy and tried to strike lightly forward with his finger.

He was attempting to simulate the opponent’s attack.

In an instant, essence qi gathered.

Whoosh~!

A mark appeared on the water’s surface not far away, left by a slash.

This mark was not as deep as those that reached hundreds or even thousands of meters, but it still repelled the surrounding seawater, lingering for several breaths before slowly disappearing.

Jerome was slightly surprised, but Gatling restrained his actions, preventing him from making a sound.

Lin Qianxuan then attempted several more strikes, using divine energy, spiritual power, and refined divine energy.

They all felt about the same, and none of the slashes were particularly similar.

He could never capture the essence; his slash marks lasted at most seven or eight breaths before vanishing.

Lin Qianxuan showed a slightly frustrated expression on his face.

“You’ve done well already,” Gatling said slowly, “This is a principle he’s accumulated over hundreds or even thousands of years. You want to fully grasp it with just one look, but that’s not possible yet.”

Lin Qianxuan turned his head and saw the immense admiration and amazement in Gatling’s eyes.

Even just simulating a bit of form showed such powerful insight.

Gatling was intent on giving Lin Qianxuan some guidance.

As for positions or anything like that?

Even though the two were not from the same country,

at this level, national boundaries were no longer important.

As long as they’re from the same world, they can be considered one’s own.

Even if from different worlds, as long as their paths do not conflict, they can still be regarded as one’s own.

Narrow-mindedly defending one region or nation makes progress impossible.

“Senior, how long will these marks last?” Lin Qianxuan asked.

“If left to wear out naturally, they could last for more than sixty years,” Gatling answered.

“Sixty years?”

Lin Qianxuan was shocked; his slashes lasted just seven or eight breaths.

He turned his head to look at the sword mark that continuously cut through the incoming waves, finding it hard to imagine how the other managed it.

What kind of powerful will force was that?

“Do you want to grasp this power?” Gatling asked.

Lin Qianxuan nodded.

How could he not want to?

“Please teach me, Senior,” Lin Qianxuan earnestly bowed.

Gatling appraised Lin Qianxuan, his gaze seemingly seeing through him entirely, and nodded as he looked.

“Your foundation is well-polished, very well done; you haven’t deviated towards extremity. In such a state, it’s easy to give birth to true ‘reason.’ Next, you need to continuously raise your energy level, temper your soul and body, strengthen your will, and try to find that insistence deep within your heart. That’s your ‘reason.’ Once you find it, just keep strengthening it. When it grows to a certain extent, you’ll be able to use your own principles to influence the principles of this world.”

Lin Qianxuan was bewildered.

Improving oneself he understood, but inner insistence or whatnot sounded too metaphysical.

Does it mean goals?

Obsession?

The wishes one wants to fulfill?

“What is inner insistence?”

Lin Qianxuan asked straightforwardly.

He didn’t like riddles.

“Have you watched cartoons? Bonds, friendship, convictions!” Gatling said to Lin Qianxuan with a smile.

“Huh?”

Lin Qianxuan was dumbfounded.

But with Gatling’s explanation, he roughly understood.

It’s nothing but goals and convictions.

Day after day, persisting to achieve one’s goals.

This insistence is what one calls ‘reason.’

So the hot-blooded anime where they scream about friendship, bonds, and then suddenly counterattack the boss with a sliver of health—is this actually realistic?

“Alright, I’m going to erase these marks. If I leave it to them, it’ll be troublesome. See you later,”

Gatling smiled slightly at Lin Qianxuan, then flew to the marks left by the great battle.

As he approached the marks, blue light flickered on Gatling’s body, directly erasing and dissolving the will that remained on them.

He used his own principle to wear away the opponent’s remaining principle.

“If you’re free, come eat something with me. There are chefs from your country.” Jerome invited Lin Qianxuan.

“Thank you very much,” Lin Qianxuan nodded.

He was quite curious about the frontline cuisine.

Following Jerome for a short distance, the two arrived at an underground cafeteria.

It was built to be quite spacious, with several robotic servers moving back and forth, giving a somewhat sci-fi vibe. Meanwhile, many people were dining here.

After sitting down at a table, Jerome and Lin Qianxuan ordered some dishes from the smart menu on the table.

Lin Qianxuan hadn’t expected that he could order Buddha Jumps Over the Wall here. He had never tried it before, so out of curiosity, he ordered it.

Soon enough, the meals they ordered were delivered by a robotic server, placing the trays directly onto the table.

Lin Qianxuan’s Buddha Jumps Over the Wall was among them, served in a bowl.

There were some abalone, sea cucumber, and other ingredients inside.

He took a sip of the soup with a spoon, and his expression turned a bit strange.

“What’s wrong? Doesn’t it taste good? Isn’t this a famous dish from your country?” Jerome asked curiously.

“I’ve never had Buddha Jumps Over the Wall before, but I’m sure it’s not supposed to be this sweet,” Lin Qianxuan complained.

God knows why this thing turned out so sweet.

“Maybe the chef tried a little innovation. Mind if I give it a taste?” Jerome asked.

“Go ahead.”

Lin Qianxuan directly pushed the bowl towards him.

Jerome picked up a new spoon and tasted a small bite, then said, “It’s delicious, very fresh. I find it quite okay.”

“Really?”

Lin Qianxuan started to doubt his own taste.

Then he took a couple more bites.

Still felt a bit off.

However, he didn’t have the habit of wasting food, so he forced himself to finish it despite the sweetness.

He decided he must personally visit a restaurant for an authentic Buddha Jumps Over the Wall next time.

The taste here was too strange.

Just after finishing the meal, as Lin Qianxuan was planning to contact Zhang Heng, a message was delivered to his consciousness through the battle armor.

[Preparing to transport to Human Dao space, 3..2…1.]

Without giving Lin Qianxuan a chance to react, the next moment, he found himself in a vacant space with only a long table.

There were six chairs around the table, two of which were already occupied.

One was Jiang Mengli, whom Lin Qianxuan recognized, and the other was a young man dressed in something similar to a Profound Dragon Battle Armor.

“Come on over, what are you doing standing there?” Jiang Mengli waved to Lin Qianxuan and said.

“Sister Jiang… where is this?” Lin Qianxuan walked over to Jiang Mengli’s side and asked.

“Human Dao space, one of the legacies left by the predecessors on Earth.” Jiang Mengli briefly introduced, then said, “Stand behind me and don’t speak, they’re coming.”

Hearing this, Lin Qianxuan suppressed the doubts in his heart.

The young man in battle armor beside Jiang Mengli nodded slightly towards Lin Qianxuan, as a greeting.

At this moment, four more figures rapidly appeared in the remaining chairs.

A woman in a green dress with black hair, her face a bit Westernized, seemed to be mixed-race, with brown skin.

An elderly man in a robe, holding a magic staff in his hand.

A tall, sturdy man at least two meters high and dressed in military uniform, with a shaved head.

The last one was the blond-haired, blue-eyed Gatling whom Lin Qianxuan had met before.

“Is this the Dragon Bloodline?” The woman in the green dress looked at Lin Qianxuan and greeted with a smile, “Zainab Morgan, from Rofolt.”

Rofolt is a small country, with a total land area less than one-twentieth of Xuan Country.

Yet somehow, their country is very respected internationally.

Lin Qianxuan didn’t know why before, but now he seemed to understand a little.

The man in the robe also spoke: “Mariano Myers, from Jixilu.”

“Aleksey Loder, from Pis Hailman.” The bald man looked at Lin Qianxuan and introduced himself.

“We’re well-acquainted, Gatling Fendis, from Karsel.” Gatling smiled and looked at Lin Qianxuan, too.

The young man sitting next to Jiang Mengli looked at Lin Qianxuan and said, “Li Xi, you might have heard of me.”

Lin Qianxuan didn’t expect him to be Li Xi, the other deputy director of the Otherworld Bureau, rumored to be at Celestial Rank Fifth Heaven?

Looking at him now, he probably exceeded Celestial Rank Fifth Heaven!

“Lin Qianxuan, nice to meet you all, seniors.” Lin Qianxuan returned the courtesy.

“Alright, alright, it’s not the time for this. I was in the middle of secluded cultivation when I had to rush back, you are truly useless!” Jiang Mengli spoke out.

“Ms. Jiang, this issue was due to specific reasons. At the same time, at least three Omega Level invaders attacked, causing a breach in the Human Dao protective barrier.” Mariano explained.

“I don’t care about all that, they didn’t come when I was here?” Jiang Mengli retorted.

“The urgent matter is not to assign blame, but to repair the breach.” Li Xi spoke up.

“Mr. Li is right, Ms. Jiang, let’s focus on repairing the breach first.” Mariano added.

“Hmph.” Jiang Mengli snorted coldly, then said, “Human Dao!”

Suddenly, a profound yellow orb about a meter in diameter appeared from the void, densely engraved with Spiritual Patterns that were constantly changing, which Lin Qianxuan couldn’t comprehend at all.

“Check for any World Array leaks, establish a repair model.”

[Checking for leaks, repair model established. Please, six Town Guardians, input the corresponding Power of Rules for repairs according to the model.]

The orb spun, and Lin Qianxuan clearly noticed an opening appearing on it, its Spiritual Patterns largely incomplete; a repair model was projected onto it, though it appeared to be just a projection.

“Let’s get to work!” Jiang Mengli commanded.

As her words fell, the space around them suddenly changed, with the profound yellow orb rapidly expanding to resemble a star.

Lin Qianxuan and the others were situated at the position of that opening.

At this time, the six experts in the Human Dao space began to emit realm powers similar to sword marks, filling and supplementing the opening.

With the injection of their energy, the Spiritual Patterns on the opening were rapidly repaired.

Lin Qianxuan was captivated, realizing this was an excellent opportunity for learning. He stared unblinkingly at them, even activating the Eyes of the Muddled Heaven, his perception stretched to its current limit.

In a subconscious sense, he seemed to grasp something, a profound and mysterious sensation budding from within his heart.

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