312 The New Vice Dean of Fire Spirit Academy (1/2)
A loud explosion thundered inside the Martian Colony City port that day. It came from the skies and resounded across the entire city.
Wild winds howled fiercely in the heavens as a startling and overwhelming presence spread across the sky.
The loud explosion and the overpowering presence sent the sky port's staff reeling back in shock and alarm. They raised their heads skyward as a cruiser—the likes of which they had never before seen in their entire lives—descended gradually from the skies.
Perhaps it could no longer be called a cruiser. It was a ten thousand feet long, with the appearance of a stronghold, and from afar, it dazzled glaringly. Anyone who had their eyes on it would soon find their eyes tearing from the blinding glare.
It was like a small sun!
The eyes of the sky port's staff, the residents of the Martian Colony City, as well as many pedestrians were immediately drawn to the sight of the sun stronghold as soon as it appeared!
”My god… what is that?”
”It looks like a star, but the size seems weird…”
In Zone Twelve, within the Dao Mountain Mist Academy, on the public square, Wang Baole was supervising Jin Duozhi and the other students in their cultivation. He froze as well when he saw the dazzling light in the sky.
”A bomb?” Wang Baole tensed immediately. Jin Duozhi lifted his head hastily. He took a look and seemed uncertain, so he took another, closer look. Then he spoke sullenly.
”Dean, that's not a bomb. The awful jerk Jin Duoming is here. He loves to show off, so he's arrived in his stronghold. Humph!”
”Of course, it's not a bomb!” Wang Baole glared, but he released a sigh of relief secretly. Then, he asked curiously.
”Is Jin Duoming your brother?”
”Dean, do I look that old to you? Jin Duoming's my uncle… we're completely different people. He's an idiot with too much money to spare, while I'm so much smarter than him, never spending my money needlessly.” Jin Duozhi sighed, then suddenly seemed so proud of himself.
Wang Baole gave Jin Duozhi a strange look but coughed and remained silent. He was curious about Jin Duoming's arrival. They had crossed paths on the moon when the youth had made an exchange with his Dharmic Armament. He had indirectly been an invaluable help to Wang Baole when they had been in the Mystic Luna Realm.
It's getting crowded on Mars. Since Jin Duoming's here, I should find a chance and pay him a visit,Wang Baole thought. Beside him, Jin Duozhi stared at the stronghold in the distant sky and snorted.
”My uncle has many interests. He's especially obsessed with pretty women. I'm guessing that he has his eye on some girl on Mars, otherwise, with his personality, coming to Mars is like being cast into hell.”
Wang Baole heard that, and he remembered Jin Duoming's procession on the moon. He sighed, feeling almost envious. He thought about asking his father when he returned home if they had any relatives they hadn't been keeping in contact with. There might just be a filthy rich relative they hadn't heard of.
His grandfather, especially. Where exactly was he?
He remembered asking that question when he was a young boy. His father had remained silent then…
Wang Baole suddenly found that really peculiar. Something wasn't right. It caused him to grow excited all of a sudden.
Maybe… I do have a mysterious, filthy rich grandfather!
As Wang Baole immersed himself happily in his strange imagination, a commotion stirred amongst a great portion of the Martian Colony City public. Numerous cruisers dashed from the various city zones in the Martian City towards the sky port. They were all of uniform appearance—silver and with a smooth, fluid form. They looked to be from the same political force, as well as looking very expensive.
Hundreds of such cruisers sped towards the sky port. They seemed to hold certain privileged access that allowed them to disregard the port defenses and array formation. They passed through both without a hitch and landed on the largest public square in the sky port, and then, more than a thousand cultivators alighted.
The cultivators were dressed in the same attire. They immediately spread out and redirected other cruisers out of the area and cleared out a wide parameter, then lined up in neat rows. After that, they lowered their heads and waited.
The sight shocked everyone in the port as they recognized the silver cruisers and the uniforms. They stared at the vast stronghold in the sky, which was making a slow descent into the port, and gasped.
”The Trilunaris Corporation!”