286 Farewell, Moon (1/2)

The Ethereal Dao College Sect Lord smiled a smile of consolation when he saw the expression on Wang Baole's face. The Ethereal Dao College had had no choice but to participate in the fiasco. He didn't wish for such an exemplary disciple, whom he approved of, whom he recognized to have a bright future, to lose hope and be disillusioned with the college.

The Grand Supreme Elder must have thought the same. That was why he had personally done the deed and exacted revenge for Wang Baole. He had left the old woman with her life not out of pity but to serve as punishment and a warning to the other political forces. It was also a message to the White Deer Dao College and the current Federation President to show their extreme displeasure!

The look on Wang Baole's face made him feel that everything they had done was not in vain. In his comfort, he spoke a while longer with Wang Baole. Before leaving, he gave Wang Baole a pill bottle.

The bottle contained extremely rare pills for healing. There were three five-colored pills. Any single one of them would fetch an extraordinary price. This was because they were equivalent to having three chances to save one's life from the brink of death.

After seeing the Sect Lord off, Wang Baole stood outside his residence. He lifted his head and stared at the sky. After a long while, he inhaled deeply. He could feel the release of tension from his body. He thought back to everything that had happened in the Mystic Luna Realm. They seemed a lifetime away.

After a long while, Wang Baole released a long sigh of satisfaction.

It's better this way. Death is too good for her… After all, dying is just a moment's pain. But now, she'll be suffering for years, maybe decades, without rest! With that thought, Wang Baole finally let go of his hatred towards the old witch.

As for the Galactic Dusk Sect… Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. He concealed the icy glint flickering in them.

What's left now is for us to return to Earth. Wang Baole buried his thoughts and feelings deep in his heart. He turned and gazed at Earth, which was hanging amidst the stars in the sky. He studied the blue starry heavens. Longing unfurled in his heart—longing for his parents, for the people back in the college, for the things they used to do, and for every tree and leaf in the college.

It was as Wang Baole had predicted. Later that night, he received a notice from the college informing him to return to Earth the next day. It was clear that the matters pertaining to the Mystic Luna Realm affair had been settled. There was no need for their cooperation and help anymore, which was why they could leave.

Wang Baole packed his luggage and then settled down into a cross-legged sitting position. He allowed his emotions to settle and for himself to come to peace with everything that had happened. This carried on until late in the night… until an unexpected visitor arrived outside his residence!

The sounds of knocking on his door resounded in his room. Wang Baole, who had been meditating, was startled. He lifted his head. The doors to his room slid open soundlessly, revealing a towering figure standing outside his room.

He stood there, as tall as the heavens, exuding an indescribable, oppressive presence. There was also a blood-colored spirit energy rippling in the air. Despite having clearly been suppressed, a muted surge still leaked out and spread throughout the room.

Wang Baole was no stranger to the energy signature. It was the Divine Armament!

He was equally familiar with the person approaching. He was… the Federation President, Duan Muque!

Alarm bells rang in Wang Baole's head, and he immediately became cautious. He rose to his feet hurriedly and cupped his fists in a bow towards Duan Muque.

”Greetings, President!”

Duan Muque didn't speak immediately. He stood there and eyed Wang Baole. His shrewd mind and his years of experience told him that Wang Baole was clearly wary of him. He didn't tone down the force of his presence but instead intensified it.

Wang Baole stared at Duan Muque's smile, and his breathing quickened. His instincts told him to step back. This meeting with Duan Muque was completely different from their previous encounter at the Federation's Hundred Seedling Award Ceremony.

Then, Wang Baole hadn't known Duan Muque. Now, however, after all that he had gone through in the Mystic Luna Realm, he had come to his own conclusions. He knew Duan Muque's cunning and the hidden depths of his thoughts.

If they had been on Earth, Wang Baole would definitely be more nervous than he was now. But they were on the moon now. Wang Baole remembered the Night Immortal King and the green lotus inside his body and gained a slight measure of confidence. He didn't take a step back and, instead, raised his head and met Duan Muque's eyes.

Their eyes met, and a flicker of surprise flashed across Duan Muque's eyes. Surprise slowly transformed into approval, then into a smile on his lips.

”Wang Baole, come take a walk with me,” he said, then turned and walked away.

Wang Baole considered for a moment before following Duan Muque. They started strolling on the vast and expansive base grounds.