Chapter 804: Understanding Saber
Yes. Li Xiaofei had brought along the body of Ishihara Masami. It was aboard this very ship. The so-called Primordial God referred to the current state of Ishihara Masami.
However, her divine spark was still incomplete. It existed in an extremely fragile and barely stable state. Any external interference could very likely trigger an instant and catastrophic collapse. Thus, Li Xiaofei took every precaution to protect her.
According to both the old High Chancellor and Song Yu, an ancient prophecy stated that the Primordial God was said to be capable of locating Heaven. If the Primordial God was likened to a firefly, then Heaven was the peerless night pearl that could absorb and reflect light, so much so that even the faintest glow could cause it to shine.
Therefore, bringing Ishihara Masami along served exactly that purpose. They were using her to illuminate and locate Heaven. Yet, while simple in theory, it was extremely difficult in practice. Even the most radiant night pearl still needed to be within a certain range to catch light. This journey they embarked on was truly akin to searching for a needle in a cosmic haystack.
Shin Koharu had come along to care for Ishihara Masami, who remained in a frozen state. Aside from her, Li Xiaofei had not brought anyone else with him. Thus, with the old High Chancellor and Luo Ge, as well as Song Yu and Lin Yi, there were three distinct factions on board. Their presence formed a delicate triangular detente.
Judging from Song Yu’s wariness of the High Chancellor, it was clear they were longtime adversaries. Moreover, the High Chancellor was definitely a formidable expert. At the very least, Song Yu held no absolute confidence in defeating him.
Li Xiaofei had once exchanged blows with Song Yu and knew just how terrifying her strength was. She was undoubtedly the strongest opponent he had ever faced. He silently assessed that in a one-on-one fight, he, the old High Chancellor, and Song Yu would likely be evenly matched. But if he were to face both of them at once, defeat was certain.
Damn it. This is a three-kingdom standoff.
The Shennong sped through the vast cosmic expanse. In the blink of an eye, half a year had passed. Yet, half a year was but a fleeting moment for cultivators. Nevertheless, the unchanging scenery outside the portholes was enough to make anyone feel the weight of solitude and boredom.
The old High Chancellor constantly adjusted the Shennong’s course. As someone who had once come from Heaven, he held a hazy memory of the star charts and could revise the route accordingly. That was his value to the team.