Xyrin Empire-Chapter 1370: Dropping By the Divine Realm

Finally had some leisurely days at home, and Anses also organized a rough version of the "Voyage Log."

This is the square in front of Dingdang’s Great Temple, and inside the temple, the direct teleportation gate to the Divine Realm is charging. In a few minutes, we’ll be able to set off for the Divine Realm. Back then, when the direct passage to the Star Domain wasn’t yet established, we had to go through quite an ordeal to traverse the Void to reach the Divine Realm. But now, an incredibly strong passageway combining Imperial technology and Divine Race techniques connects these two Capitals of All Realms, making travel between them exceptionally easy. Occasionally, when we have time, family members also drop by the Divine Realm, and "going to the Divine Realm" is no longer regarded as a major event as it was initially, but rather has turned into something more like...

A scenario akin to sending relatives off at a train station.

Anses and several of the ancestors were also present. After Sandora finally "came to her senses," the ancestors have been able to move freely within the Shadow City’s area, accompanied by Royal Guards. However, it’s said that they’ve been busy organizing the voyage logs from back then and haven’t left the military district at all. Today is their first outing since I last took them shopping. Anses, feeling like life has regained its purpose, now looks much healthier, and there are two more people behind him: two newly successfully revived ancestors. Now, all the revival projects are nearing completion, so... that funeral is also probably about due for preparation. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

A funeral in the homeland’s custom, prepared for the ancestors who cannot be revived.

"The voyage log sorted out this time is just a draft, roughly less than one-third of the entire log," Anses’s voice interrupted my wandering thoughts. "There are a lot of things to catalog. The materials given to you only contain detailed information on the few worlds we initially stopped at. Next time, we will add information on other stopovers to the report."

I looked at the scroll in my hand emitting a faint glow. This is a "storage device" made with Divine Race technology. The report body that Anses and the others have organized is, of course, stored within Imperial equipment, but the Divine Race’s library cannot directly read that stuff. So, I entrusted the Divine Clan strips group of five minus one to translate and make this scroll. In the past, when the Divine Race and Empire exchanged large amounts of data, such translation processes were also needed. Although we have been striving to establish a network interface that allows both sides to be directly compatible, this interface (or you could call it a super router) only is an unstable prototype machine, so when important data comes up, we still need to send it manually in this cumbersome way: The data networks of both Divine Race and Empire are so large it’s crazy, I over-simplified this project at the start.

"Then I’ll continue to rely on you for this matter," I nodded, "and when I come back from the Divine Realm, I’ll also give you their report. Speaking of which... It’s amazing you could restore all these voyage records just by memory! All this information is from years ago."

"But for us, these are things we’ve gone over and over just days ago," Lou reminded me with a smile. "I still remember calibrating the Ark’s engine core seven days ago — then I wake up, and the Ark is already from billions of years ago."

Come to think of it: The span of the ancestors’ nap is really massive.

"This time, you’re going out on your own, take care of yourself," Sis came forward to give me the final instructions as we finished discussing business as usual, "Remember to eat on time, don’t go to dangerous places randomly. If anything happens, send a message home, on the way see..."

"Sis..." I looked at her, amused and helpless, "I’m already quite grown, and I’m going to the Divine Realm on business, okay? This is very serious and high-end."

It’s been like this from before. In Sis’s impression, there seems to be an unshakable concept, which is that as long as I am alone, I surely won’t take care of myself. Eating, dressing, sleeping, even drinking water would worry her. This notion has persisted from when she first left me home alone to now that I’ve ascended to the throne as Emperor, hasn’t changed, and this care, filled with indulgence, really is... can’t you at least put this topic off to private when there’s at least a whole row of people watching here, Sis!

"Oh, right, you’ve grown up," Sis hit her forehead in sudden realization, as if she only just noticed this, although I know next time she’ll still go her own way, combing my hair and tidying my clothes in front of all the military officers: If she doesn’t, she’s not Big Sister. "I prepared you some clothes for changing outside..."

Saying this, Sis took out a standard container from her Personal Space: "And your favorite snacks are inside, too."

I looked up at the container with tears streaming down: "...Sis, don’t do this, isn’t this enough to arm a company of troops?"

But in the end, I still took the container: After all, it’s not the first time something like this happened, right. To be honest, when Sis prepares items for my outings, it always looks a bit like full-body late-stage generalized compulsive disorder, with symptoms severe enough to reach the level of natural airhead. Back when I was in elementary school, when Qianqian and I went out for a spring outing with classmates, she even managed to prepare seven pounds of meat buns for us to eat on the road. Now that she has fancy Personal Space, I wouldn’t believe it if she didn’t pack luggage in a container!

"Teleportation gate gate gate gate gate is ready, can start teleportation anytime anytime anytime anytime anytime——"

The portal to the Divine Realm is finally ready, and the World Tree created by Dingdang, with its shaky voice, reminds the travelers to board. As soon as the broadcast ends, a group of tiny Life Goddesses in the distance start chirping, "Oh, so Dingdang’s World Tree is like this too?" "Pakiki’s World Tree stopped talking since last year! Apparently something about a plugin crash or whatever." "Ke Lulu’s World Tree was set to vibration mode and it never reverted back..." "Eh? There’s a vibration mode? I can’t understand the manual at all!"

I: "..." They truly are a bunch who can hang out with Dingdang!

"No worries, the World Tree has a basic fool-proof operation mode," Bingdisi murmured in the spiritual connection, not sure who she was comforting, "The World Tree is a series specifically designed for Life Goddesses, rugged and durable, system stable, automatic seven-layer backup, and it can even send text messages to the Pantheon for support, just like the one with seven hands."

I gaze into the distance, watching a group of Three-inch Ding amazedly clustering over the World Tree manual, deciding to keep my distance from them.

"Oh, right, don’t forget to take Bingdisi’s body along," Sandora turns and drags the soul-separated Bingdisi over. She ties a collar around Bingdisi’s neck, attached with a leash, and stuffs one end into my hand, "Don’t let go, she’s mindless now, prone to wandering off..."

I’m flabbergasted, watching Sister Bing with a collar like a puppy, and before I could protest, an explosive roar from the female hooligan echoed in my mind: "What’s going on! Sandora!! No wonder you suddenly want to help this lady tidy up, you had this in mind!"

"Calm down! Calm down!" I clutched my head, trying to soothe the female hooligan, only for her to turn on me immediately: "Calm down your sister! And you’re still holding the leash! Do you really want to parade me into the Father God Temple?!"

"Look at what you did, why provoke her at such a crucial time!" As I removed the collar from Bingdisi’s neck, I glared sternly at Sandora, whose usual mature and dignified composure completely crumbled when facing Bingdisi. You wonder what kind of grudge that female hooligan left Sandora with back in the day!

I turned slightly, spotting the little doll trying to blend into the group, lowering her presence as much as possible, and couldn’t help but tease her: "Girl, want to go to the Divine Realm? I can specially bring you along."

The little doll instantly recalled the terrifying "grandparents," shaking her head rapidly enough to leave a blur, "No!"

After finishing this little interlude, I beckoned Dingdang to open the World Tree Temple and entered the Divine Realm through the teleportation gate inside the temple.

The teleportation landing is right over the capital of the Divine Realm, in mid-air above the city known as "Garden," on the floating island called "Brilliant Divine Court." Even though I’ve been here more than once, the magnificent aerial palaces of the Divine Realm never fail to leave one in awe, though compared to before, that sense of awe has considerably softened: the giant city "Heavenly Realm City" from the Empire’s Mysterious Side rivals the scale and style of the Divine Realm’s aerial temples, with the only difference being Heavenly Realm City lacks the splendid floating continents of the Star Domain. Regardless of how many times you see it, floating continents always stir one’s emotions.

"If you like floating continents so much, why not create a few yourself? Or drag some planets over and blow them up."

My inner thoughts were overheard by Bingdisi, who straightforwardly suggested a simple solution in her typical style.

"Tch, you lack artistic sensitivity; there’s a big difference between natural and man-made things, and their aesthetic value is not the same." I pouted, murmuring to myself. After the large teleportation portal behind me buzzed shut, the energy barrier around the teleportation area was also lifted, where we were greeted not only by a group of Divine Realm Guards but also many familiar faces: Father God Xingchen, the three Main Gods of Light, Dark, and Life, and Bingdisi’s parents...

Seeing Bingdisi’s parents approaching, I broke into a cold sweat, realizing I had overlooked something crucial: how am I going to explain this to her parents! Their only precious daughter is stuck with me for now!

I stiffly tilted my head slightly, seeing the soul-separated version of Bingdisi’s body obediently following me. This body can perform simple actions like "following," "eating," and "sleeping" under the control of its residual consciousness, and respond to simple instructions from acquaintances, but beyond that, it can’t manage anything else. Theoretically, Uncle Kuwayin’s intelligence just needs to be slightly above average to notice the anomaly with his daughter, even though resolving this issue is one reason for me coming to the Divine Realm, but... I honestly wasn’t mentally prepared to discuss the problem with her parents right now!

Perhaps noticing the nearby gaze, Bingdisi’s body slightly turned its head, its emotionless blood-red eyes looking this way in a dumbfounded manner. After gazing into those red eyes for a few seconds, I grit my teeth and decided to first approach Bingdisi’s parents proactively, "Aunt Aisali..."

Bingdisi’s mother is the more gentle type, starting a conversation with a gentle woman is easier, but before I can say a second sentence, the goddess mom who looks like Bingdisi’s sister directly walks past me and hugs her daughter (body): "Ah! You crazy girl, finally know to come back for a visit... Look, you’re so excited that you can’t even speak..."

I pause for a moment, then turn to Uncle Kuwayin: "...Um, Uncle Kuwayin..."

Uncle Kuwayin also directly walks past me, pinching Bingdisi’s face: "The child is thinner... or maybe she has gained weight... erm, or maybe she hasn’t changed, why isn’t our daughter speaking?"

Me: "..." I can’t get a word in from start to finish!

They’re certainly her real parents — this couple (though they look like Bingdisi’s older brother and sister) have not looked away since just now, I bet they don’t even realize their daughter appeared together with someone else...

"Is this what you call a divine technique mishap?" I’m in a dilemma when Father God suddenly leans over and whispers, then he immediately senses something odd about me, "Hmm? Your soul seems to be..."

"Hello, Father God," Bingdisi only turns into a well-behaved girl who doesn’t dare breathe aloud in front of Father God, she honestly greets him through spiritual connection, "I’m stuck in the Emperor’s soul."

With a sorrowful expression on my face, while Bingdisi’s parents aren’t paying attention, I secretly point to Bingdisi’s body for Father God: "It’s been stuck for several days now, currently there’s just basic consciousness inside that body, barely better than a vegetative state."

"Erm..." Father God blinks, "Why does everything happening to you always seem so miraculous?"

I’m at a loss for words: "..."

By now, Bingdisi’s parents have been fussing over their daughter for quite some time, and finally realized something’s wrong. Uncle Kuwayin looks at his wife curiously: "Honey, is our daughter... gone dumb?"

"Xingchen, you didn’t tell them about the divine technique mishap?" I notice the two parents are completely unaware, couldn’t help but ask.

"You didn’t explain what exactly happened in your letter regarding the divine technique mishap, so I didn’t spread anything, not knowing how serious the situation actually was, you know."

Oh, I mumble awkwardly, then walk up to the parents: "Um, Uncle, Aunt, Bingdisi ran into a situation, I’ve come to the Divine Realm to deal with it."

If we’re talking levels, I’m the Supreme Commander of Xyrin, and Bingdisi’s parents are senior gods of the Star Domain, they are a few levels below me, but by seniority, I shouldn’t call Bingdisi’s parents by their names, also I generally don’t care much about status, so now I should greet them as a junior, of course, more importantly... being polite might prevent the elders from beating me later...

Uncle Kuwayin looks at me with wide eyes, clearly overestimating the gravity of the situation: "What happened to my child?! How did she turn out like this?!"

"Dad, Mom, I’m stuck here," before I can speak, Bingdisi says through spiritual connection, "Mom, stop poking me with a needle, you’re my real mom, come on."

"That’s what happened," I briefly explain the divine technique mishap to the parents, emphasizing that Bingdisi is in no danger at the moment, her soul is just stuck elsewhere temporarily and can’t get out, "...so that’s it."

"Divine technique mishap," Uncle Kuwayin blinks. Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, he seems to relax completely, "So that’s it, just another one of the child’s messy antics."

"Scared me for a second, thought something big happened." Aisali also breathes a sigh of relief.

I can’t help but be curious: "Has she often..."

"Ah, pretty much," Uncle Kuwayin reveals a nostalgic expression, "This girl has always had her head full of bizarre ideas since she was little, always doing some inexplicable ’research’, back then we changed furniture every month, half the palace was perpetually in ruins, the temple’s divine servants took shifts on sick leave, only when she went to school could the house be quiet."

I’m wiping cold sweat: "The teachers could at least manage her in school, I’ve heard she has hundreds of mentors."

"...Couldn’t manage her either, but it was better for her to blow up the school than home."

Bingdisi overhears up to this point and finally can’t hold back: "Are you done yet?! A genius’s path is always met with some obstacles, without those big explosions, there would be no hundreds of my glorious patents—right, Father God?"

Father God continues listening warmly as we discuss how mischievous Bingdisi was when she was young, only now does he smile and nod: "Bingdisi indeed is a very creative child, although the big explosions she contrived as a child left quite an impression, this time the divine technique mishap..."

At this, Father God silently glances at me, those eyes that generally appear gentle and slightly dull suddenly become deep as if seeing through everything.

"Maybe it’s not just a technical issue. Alright, we can discuss these things slowly, Chen Lai still has other important matters here, let’s return to the temple first."

I think Father God might have noticed something others didn’t, but he doesn’t explain on the spot, and I don’t press further, just follow behind him towards Father God Temple. Life Main God Jiajia immediately flies over to perch on Father God’s head: this scene is just like Dingdang, while Dark Main God Soraphiel steps forward to hold Father God’s arm, and Light Main God Sovare maintains that rigid and serious expression, but still nods at me as a greeting: that’s just his personality, knew it since my last visit to the Divine Realm.

"Where did Supreme Dragon God go? Is it Salon Qian Yuhao?" I notice one of the Four Main Gods is missing and curiously ask.

Father God’s leisurely voice comes from ahead: "Sunk to the bottom of the lake a week ago, probably hasn’t climbed up yet."

Me: "...What did he do again?!"

"Sent him to inspect the three academies on the Flame Continent, he held a seminar and drove all the deans crazy, just treated two—waiting for that kid to climb up from the lake bottom so I can sink him again."

Me: "..."

This trip to the Divine Realm is truly fortunate: didn’t encounter that Sui Cui! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets on Qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)