This Is My Planet - Chapter 23

Xia Guixuan withdrew his mental connection.

The resonance in the woman’s bloodline was cut off. The posture of kneeling and calling for “father” paused, and when she raised her head, her eyes were filled with chilling murderous intent, surrounded by violent sword intent.

Xia Guixuan initiated the connection again.

The sword intent vanished, and the woman bowed her head again.

Xia Guixuan severed the connection once more.

The woman angrily raised her head, finally suppressing her killing intent, showing a hint of fear.

What’s going on here… That kind of irresistible submission and respect, completely emanating from the heart, she didn’t feel any signs of human hypnosis or the divine descendants’ soul control. Why was this happening?

Looking around, her four subordinates remained respectfully kneeling around her, seemingly unaware of what was happening.

Xia Guixuan was quite amused because he had never played like this before. His blood being absorbed by others… unexpectedly turned out to be quite amusing, and it had this kind of effect.

Previously, when he gave someone his blood, it mostly enhanced the other person’s abilities, not quite like what was happening now. Presently, it was due to his evolution of the planet’s cultivation path, his blood contained an all-encompassing doctrine, allowing the other party to absorb and integrate with the heavenly principles, permeating into their soul and naturally submitting to his soul.

The benefits were immense, the downside being having to be “acknowledged as a father,” with the bloodline concentration even more intense than a biological daughter.

Acknowledging the “Heavenly Dao” as your father isn’t bad at all.

While he was having fun, the woman was on the verge of collapse. She struggled with all her might, yet couldn’t break free from this control. She couldn’t contact her nearby subordinates, as if trapped in a suffocating prison of despair.

She finally hung her head in resignation, her voice hoarse as she whispered, “Who… who are you? Could it be that you’re an immortal above the Wu Xiang Realm?”

Xia Guixuan certainly wouldn’t disclose his identity. After a moment’s thought, he suddenly pointed at her forehead.

The woman had no resistance as he touched her; she could feel a peculiar blood-red mark faintly appearing on her brow, eerie and exquisite.

“This is a slave mark,” Xia Guixuan said with a straight face. “You’ve fallen victim to my Heaven and Earth Transformation Domination technique. There’s no escaping it within the Nine Celestial Realms and ten Terrestrial Realms.”

The woman felt endless humiliation.

She’d rather have called him “father”; at least that’s a form of respect. But this master-slave relationship…

From planning to defeat a formidable enemy, “killing” a renowned human military general, a Qian Yuan powerhouse held in high regard by the divine descendants, obtaining the fusion of sacred blood, reaching her peak, and then becoming a slave.

The psychological contrast was simply…

She remained silent for a moment, managing to hide her feelings on her face, simply lowering her head and murmuring, “Yes.”

Xia Guixuan found her mental resilience commendable. The entertaining thoughts faded a bit, and he asked, “What’s your name and where do you come from?”

The woman hesitated for a moment, her expression somewhat strange, as she quietly replied, “I am… Ling Moxue.”

Xia Guixuan remained expressionless.

This kind of introduction… are you expecting me to recognize you?

Ling Moxue remained silent with a bowed head, for she was indeed very famous.

In the Great Xia, there might be some who were unsure of the current highest ruler, but almost no one didn’t know who Ling Moxue was.

She was the granddaughter of the Senate President of Great Xia and also the most renowned singer on this planet. The combination of these two identities made her one of the brightest jewels in human society. Coupled with her cold and aloof beauty, she had garnered countless admirers.

Behind the scenes, she was a member of the Cultivation Association and the Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Dao Sect, practicing the Dao with a sharp edge and ruthless demeanor.

She never expected that one day she would inexplicably be enslaved by someone… and this person didn’t even know who she was!

Shouldn’t he have recognized her face under the cloak?

Once again, that irresistible sense of submission rose in her soul. She lowered her head in resignation and explained helplessly, “I am the Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Dao Sect… There is a current of thought among humans that believes technology has reached an insurmountable bottleneck. The indigenous people of this planet have proven that our ancient tales of immortals and gods do exist, which may be the true path of evolution. This current of thought is easily rejected by the mainstream, so we formed a secret society, masquerading as an interest association on the surface…”

Xia Guixuan chuckled, “But in reality, you guys have quite ambitious goals, not just exploring the Heavenly Dao, right?”

Ling Moxue remained silent with her head lowered.

“Tsk. You’re quite proud,” Xia Guixuan smiled, “Ordinary people in your situation would answer every question, yet you manage to remain silent… most likely still thinking about ways to break my spell when you go back?”

Ling Moxue softly replied, “I wouldn’t dare.”

“The Holy Maiden of a sect, while it’s quite ordinary, still has some use. Well…” Xia Guixuan paused for a moment, then suddenly changed the subject inexplicably, “Oh, so you’re also a celebrity.”

“?” Ling Moxue was baffled. How did you suddenly know?

She couldn’t have guessed that, at this moment, at the birthday banquet above, Xia Guixuan had finished dancing with Yin Xiaoru and was resting on the sofa. He had just checked his watch, as the little chicken friend had informed him…

“Look up, let me have a look,” Xia Guixuan’s tone gained a bit more interest.

Ling Moxue felt even more despair.

This was bad. When strong people engage in meaningful communication, they usually wouldn’t think about those things. But once a man starts chatting with a female celebrity, their thought process tends to become a bit, you know, off-kilter. Ling Moxue had seen far too much of that…

She couldn’t resist and reluctantly lifted her head, looking into Xia Guixuan’s curious eyes.

“You look pretty good,” Xia Guixuan passed his judgment.

Ling Moxue: “…”

“I feel you might be quite useful,” Xia Guixuan smiled, “Although your intentions were malicious, you ultimately failed. Becoming a slave should serve as a lesson for you. As for other matters…”

Failed… If Yan Wuyue isn’t dead, then where is she?

Ling Moxue’s expression turned quite ugly. Xia Guixuan looked her up and down, laughing, “Don’t be afraid, as long as you obey, I won’t kill you.”

As a result, Ling Moxue’s face turned even paler. She took a deep breath, half-closed her eyes, and her eyelashes trembled slightly, “Yes.”

As soon as they hear you’re a celebrity, they judge you based on appearance and expect obedience. Who doesn’t know what you’re after…

Would I have to sacrifice my purity that I’ve held for over twenty years here?

Suddenly, Xia Guixuan said, “Take away those mutated creatures. I’ll give you a method. Smooth out the distortions within them, let them return to being ordinary creatures, and release them into the wild.”

Ling Moxue was dumbfounded.

You want me to obey, and then you say this?

How is this any different from using drugs to control a girl and then sending her to mine a field?

Xia Guixuan tossed the blood droplet to her, “That’s it. I’ll find you for future tasks.”

Ling Moxue was bewildered, “M-Master, weren’t you here for the Sacred Blood?”

Xia Guixuan smiled ambiguously, “Absorb it slowly. You’ll make great progress, but don’t rush. Be careful not to burst.”

Suddenly, in Ling Moxue’s eyes, Xia Guixuan disappeared. The four subordinates around were rejoicing, “Congratulations to the Holy Maiden for successfully absorbing the Sacred Blood!”

Ling Moxue was even more horrified.

This man’s cultivation had reached a level of playing with everything, leaving people uncertain of what was real or an illusion. Who exactly was he?

“Uh, Holy Maiden?”

“Oh.” Ling Moxue snapped out of her daze, and waved tiredly, “Take away everything here… except Yan Wuyue.”

“Yan Wuyue isn’t dead?” The subordinates were shocked, “Then why not find and eliminate her?”

Ling Moxue said coldly, “I have my own reasons.”

Are you kidding me? The terrifying man probably came for Yan Wuyue. Eliminate her? Do you have enough lives for that?

Ling Moxue shivered all over. Considering being marked by such a terrifying being, she couldn’t imagine what kind of future awaited her.

The subordinates didn’t know why, even though the Holy Maiden had absorbed the Sacred Blood and made significant progress in cultivation, she still appeared pale and stern. Seeing it was impossible to get more answers, they reluctantly bowed, “Yes.”

The blood mist gradually dissipated, returning the underground to darkness and emptiness.

Yan Wuyue realized the pressure restraining her was gone. She could move and see/hear now, but there was no one around. The man who saved her was gone, and the five black-robed individuals were nowhere to be found.

The blood sea vanished, the mutated beasts disappeared, and that earth-shattering power was nowhere to be seen. It was just a dark cave, with nothing except herself floating there stupidly, nothing at all…

Yan Wuyue persistently scanned the area for a while, but there was absolutely nothing.

It felt as if it were all just a dream.

She hadn’t even seen the man’s face from start to finish, just catching a glimpse of his profile while he held her…

Now, trying hard to remember, she felt a bit familiar…

Yan Wuyue slowly stood up and looked up.

That man was probably a divine descendant, terrifying in cultivation, and someone she found somewhat familiar, likely nearby, among the male divine descendants…

There was only one.