Chapter 623

Chapter 623: Another Cycle

Year 6040 in the Xia calendar

Lin Jiang had already left his role at the small tavern because he lost interest. When he left, he did it decisively like a bad person.

In the Huaxia of the year 6040 in the Xia calendar, society was highly prosperous, technology was very advanced, all kinds of new and exciting things kept emerging, and technology was still rapidly developing.

The space station outside the planet had been upgraded to the third generation, enough to support dozens of people living there for years, and even completed brief space travels. More than twenty wealthy people paid exorbitant travel fees to tour the space station.

The living base on the moon is under construction, mature robots are already active on the moon, conducting effective scientific explorations.

The old Pioneer spaceship has lost contact, maybe it’s floating silently in space, but Pioneer II has been on a journey for two years, continuing the exploration of space and studying other celestial bodies in the solar system.

In the western sky, Lin Jiang was using a cloth to clean a shiny long spear, as if it had just been freshly made.

This is the Overlord Spear, the real one that belonged to the Lin family ancestor, not Lin Batian’s. Lin Batian’s Overlord Spear was found by Zhou Huaiying a long time ago and ended up somewhere else.

"With the disappearance of the Grand Dao, the once top-tier spiritual artifacts lost their Item Spirit, but their essence remains strong, surpassing the technology of this era."

Lin Jiang sighed, thinking that if it were in the era of cultivating immortality, this Overlord Spear would be a priceless treasure that countless people dream of possessing.

Before Lin Jiang, there were many weapons, with flying swords being the most numerous. Some of them were familiar to Lin Jiang because they were once treasures of the high-level figures in the Qingyun region, left behind after fierce battles with the Holy Heavenly Sect.

Years ago, Lin Jiang explored this area using various high-tech methods and discovered more space fragments, finding lots of abandoned items such as treasures from the cultivation world and plenty of bones.

In the era of cultivating immortality, the bodies of those at the Soul Changing Void Achieving stage could last thousands of years without decaying, but after the Grand Dao disappeared, their bodies have rotted away, leaving only skeletons.

"Sir, everything is ready outside."

Chen Yuanhua walked in, solemnly said to Lin Jiang, Lin Jiang nodded, following Chen Yuanhua out of the villa.

In a corner of the estate, on a hillside, dozens of newly erected graves, all dug out from spatial fragments, Lin Jiang could no longer tell who they were, perhaps there were Lin Batians, perhaps there were Yang Luos.

Whether they were former martial arts senior brothers or family, or even enemies, Lin Jiang treated them all equally, burying them here, now offering sacrifices to them.

Lin Jiang personally offered sacrifices to them, lit incense, and sat in front of the grave for a long time, memories flooding continuously in his mind.

The formidable and invincible Lin Batian, the outstanding and talented Yang Luo, the elders and predecessors who worked for Yun State for a lifetime, vivid faces appeared before Lin Jiang.

"The shining swords and distant sounds of trumpets faded away, replaced by the lively faces in front of me."

Lin Jiang remembered an old song, feeling the weight of history on his heart. Looking back, it was a glorious time in history, with heroes and geniuses flourishing – a golden age.

"Sir,"

After some time passed, Chen Yuanhua walked up to Lin Jiang and whispered softly.

"Old Chen, am I old now?"

"Sir, you are still in the prime of your life."

"No, I am old."

Lin Jiang shook his head, perhaps his body was still young, but his mindset had aged. He had just fondly reminisced about the past, missing the bygone era greatly.

Old Chen didn’t know how to respond at once. He couldn’t see any signs of aging on Lin Jiang, although he couldn’t see Lin Jiang’s true face. But from Lin Jiang’s demeanor, he couldn’t perceive any signs of aging. Instead, he felt the harshness of time on himself. His father, Old Old Chen, had been admitted to the hospital last month. This, for a Martial Saint like him, was a clear sign of aging, indicating that his vitality had declined and his life was nearing its end, not much different from an ordinary person.

"Forget it, forget it."

Lin Jiang shook his head, composed himself, and slowly stood up.

"Old Chen, how many years have you been with me?"

"I have been working for you for sixty years, and by your side for over thirty years."

"Do you want to retire?"

"Yes."

"Okay, I’ll let you retire in two years."

"Thank you, sir. Before retiring, I will find a qualified person to replace me."

"Is your son capable?"

"He’s a waste of space. I can’t entrust your safety to him. However, I have found a few promising individuals and I am currently training them."

Chen Yuanhua said. His son may be skilled in martial arts, but he lacks the necessary qualities and cannot handle such a big responsibility.

The Chen family is now completely tied to Lin Jiang. Their wealth and prosperity are all linked to Lin Jiang. He doesn’t want to end up poor in his later years.

"Alright, you make the arrangements. I trust you."

"Thank you, sir."

"Let’s go and see how those people are doing."

Lin Jiang nodded and then went to another corner of the estate where there was a temporary factory building. Some professionals were cleaning things up.

These items were all excavated from underground. Inside, there were bones, weapons, and even storage bags. Some of the storage bags had exploded, while others were intact. Lin Jiang couldn’t open them now, but they were all being collected.

The thing Lin Jiang most wanted to get hold of was Lin Batian’s Spatiotemporal Mirror from back in the day. Among all the treasures, this item was the most powerful. With it, once Lin Jiang recovered his spiritual energy, he could almost dominate the world. Next in line was the golden bell of the Yu family’s Ancestor, which specialized in attacking souls. At that time, perhaps even technological weapons would be useless in front of him.

"Sir, the work here won’t be finished in a short time. Why don’t you go back and rest? I’ll keep an eye on things."

"You can have someone watch over it. Remember, all items must be registered and recorded, and I must personally inspect them."

"Sir, rest assured, no one can hide anything."

Chen Yuanhua nodded. It was rare for him to see Lin Jiang placing such importance on something.

Lin Jiang didn’t say anything else. He didn’t have time to focus on this matter, so he just sent someone to do it.

Back at the estate, Lin Jiang continued to admire the weapons. Some broken ones he would give to his research institution to see if they could replicate them using scientific methods.

"Sir."

Before long, a woman walked in. She was older, around fifty years old, and also a member of Lin Jiang’s secretarial team.

Previously, Lin Jiang’s secretarial team moved together. Now, there was a mix of new and old members, with the older ones mentoring the new ones, but always with a leader.

"How was your trip?"

"The Great Wall was fun, just a bit tiring to climb all the stairs, sir."

"Next time I’ll take you to a place where you don’t have to climb a mountain."

"Sounds good, sir."

"How are things going with the people below?"

"We already have a lot of things, should we send them to Haigang City or keep them here?"

"Let’s send them to Haigang City, I will go back there later."

Lin Jiang nodded. Over the past two years, he had started collecting artifacts from the era of cultivation, not just any artifacts but relics from the cultivation era. Many artifacts from places like Zhong State were being unearthed and considered as antiques, either displayed in private collections or museums.

Lin Jiang used various methods to retrieve these artifacts, considering them treasures that had withstood the test of time for thousands of years. For example, the alchemy furnace from the Danxia Sect, and artifacts from the Transcendent Realm were all treasures that Lin Jiang coveted.

Once the spiritual energy recovered, with these treasures in hand, who would dare to threaten him?

In the following days, more and more things were unearthed, but nothing had caught Lin Jiang’s eye yet.

"Sir."

Chen Yuanhua hurriedly arrived one day, looking a bit under the weather.

"What happened?"

"Vice President Yu Cheng of the Liuhe Consortium died last night."

"Yu Cheng, from the Yu family, I remember promoting him three months ago."

"Yes, his death is suspicious."

"What was the cause of death?"

"Allergic reaction."

"Haha, a vice president of a consortium dying from an allergic reaction, indeed very suspicious."

Lin Jiang chuckled, saying, "While severe allergies can be fatal, it’s unlikely for a vice president, with a professional medical team by his side, to die like this. It’s quite obvious, like lice on a monk’s head."

"Sir, it’s been forty years, some people have forgotten your terror, breeding power has made them arrogant."

Chen Yuanhua spoke in a cold voice, "Forty years ago, Lin Jiang was assassinated on Moon Island. He cleared out the rival consortium to secure his power for forty years. Now, forty years have passed, power has changed hands for a generation or two, and some have already forgotten Lin Jiang’s terror."

"Search and clear out whoever it is."

Lin Jiang said calmly, "Forty years have been like a cycle. Since those people don’t want to live peacefully, Lin Jiang will fulfill their wishes."