Cultivation: Being Immortal Chapter 801
Previously on Cultivation: Being Immortal...
Cape III Planet, Survival Base
Huaxia's top leaders sat in utter silence. Before them rested a jade slip holding memories assembled by Lin Jiang—primarily those from the vanquished Arhat Huangyuan.
All of them stood stunned by Lingjing Star's might. One planet boasting hundreds of Arhats and dozens of Bodhisattvas—truly a formidable world!
Furthermore, their command of Immortal Language far exceeded Blue Star's. Arhat Huangyuan held his own against three Tao Achievers; such prowess was truly remarkable.
Crucially, these Tao Achievers differed greatly from earlier ones. As Lin Jiang revealed the jade slip, it became clear they had mastered elite secret arts. Their abilities now dwarfed their former levels by multiples.
"Why the blank stares? Scared stiff?"
Cao Ying sensed the tense air and spoke icily. Only then did heads rise to gaze at Lin Jiang and his companion.
"Ancestor Lin, Ancestor Cao, fear has nothing to do with it—we're simply awed by Lingjing Star's overwhelming power. Their cultivation paths differ sharply from ours; give us time to process."
"Two ancestors, do clashing civilizations always mean one perishes?"
Some voices raised doubts too; not all embraced Dark Forest theory, viewing it as flawed. Civilizations could meet in peace."Yes, colliding civilizations demand one side's extinction."
Lin Jiang affirmed bluntly, ensuring no room for uncertainty in this stance.
Though Dark Forest logic might falter in spots unknown to them, factoring in Xia Qingshan made it ironclad, barring any mishaps.
Besides, Arhat Huangyuan’s recollections confirmed their relentless alien probes and hostile nature.
"Ancestor Lin, then let's battle. Worst case, we won't fall. This jade slip shows Lingjing Star relies solely on Immortal Language, lacking tech. Our space arms have proven superior; we fear them not."
"Indeed, Ancestor Lin, no fear here; in combat, victory isn't theirs alone."
Confidence swelled in some; tech weapons outpaced Immortal Language vastly. Space arms required no cultivator elites—mortals sufficed. Thus, their edge shone, as common lives held little value. Blue Star's billions of ordinaries offered endless cannon fodder.
"Hence, today's session crafts Blue Star's defense blueprint. Priority one: bar foes from our home, sparing it war's flames. Cape III Planet stands exposed, so fortify it as frontline bastion. Rally all Space Battleships there, extending guards at least one light-year out."
"Next, unite inner forces, shifting societal priorities. Demon race and foreign mights must unite; Huaxia can't shoulder alone. Ramp up space forces exponentially, ballooning from three Fleets to over ten."
"Moreover, press Jiang Star's growth unrelentingly. Proof abounds that Blue Star's riches forge superior talents…"
"Plus, sharpen tech milestones. In the coming century, conquer vital hurdles, starting with quantum communication…"
Lin Jiang scanned the group. These were broad strokes drawn from old instincts. Fine tactics fell to specialists, beyond his scholarly depth.
Languid attitudes vanished; gravity seized them. Prior gatherings chased petty gains. Now, survival hung in balance.
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Session closed; Lin Jiang dismissed them to duties. These venerated Tao Achieving elders oversaw key domains, swamped in responsibilities.
"What parts of Arhat Huangyuan's info did you skip?"
Cao Ying later quizzed Lin Jiang, spotting gaps in the jade slip's data.
"Certain cultivation arts stayed hidden, plus details on Lingjing Star's overarching might."
"Lingjing Star's strength isn't this minor?"
"Far from it—a realm called Ling Star lurks beyond, akin to Jiang Star and Blue Star in role, yet vastly superior."
"And Xia Qingshan…"
"Terrified him. At their tier, Xia Qingshan's a weakling. Recall: pre-revival, Blue Star bled elites; post-recovery, just one Tao Achieving Demon Emperor fell. What threat was he?"
"Sounds right. Defeat spells Xia Qingshan's end too?"
"Exactly. Tao Achieving+ cultivators are prime prizes for them. Imagine Xia Qingshan's value to such powers?"
"A jackpot among jackpots."
"Precisely Dark Forest's essence: civilization clashes yield annihilation, not handshakes."
"Paper strengths favor us somewhat; Huaxia boasts forty-eight Tao Achieving+, Ying Continent five, demons thirty to forty—near a hundred total."
"True, fight's winnable; outcome hangs. Demons stirring trouble? Upon return, sway the Demon Queen. Their shot's here. Vow half Lingjing Star's lands post-conquest. It dwarfs Jiang Star."
Lin Jiang noted prior demon unrest stemmed from cramped domains, nearly sparking war. Ideal moment to harness them.
"Lingjing Star that massive?"
"Nigh so. No tech means fuzzy stats, but close enough to sate demon hunger."
"No spilling on Ling Star?"
"Never—hook them first."
Lin Jiang agreed. Ling Star leaks could shatter morale; seal it tight.
Days hence, Lin Jiang and Cao Ying hit Huaxia. He'd devoured Arhat Huangyuan's memories, discovering the century-long hunt for Cape III Planet. Thus, any Lingjing Star assault lay a century off, buying prep time.
Homefront, Lin Jiang charted full war strategy. Initial thrust: massive funding to Zhu Bin. Breakthrough or not in teleport arrays, erect more Interstellar Teleportation Arrays, slashing Blue Star-Jiang Star transit below a century.
Followed Blue Star's grand defense scheme. Inviting war home screamed folly, yet near-field shields were vital.
Expert input layered Blue Star defenses. Outermost: Cape III Planet's perimeter, stationing Space Mother Ships, Space Battleships, sensors, and craft inside one light-year for swift foe-spotting, force assembly, battle readiness.
Inner: Cape III Planet proper, brimming with forts as prime clashground. Then Blue Star's orbitals and Lunar Base. Homeworld? Pointless, as reaching it would drain invaders dry.
Plan locked, Lin Jiang unleashed full might. Cao Ying's front progressed seamlessly; Demon Queen consented swiftly.
Life worlds obsessed her. Jiang Star's tour enchanted; a grander Lingjing Star? Instant yes.
Price? Payable. Demon forces brimmed restlessly, Emperors griping over turf, brewing chaos. War channeled them; cull extras if needed.