Chapter 507 - 331: Saint Tier! "Void Divine Travel: Celestial Star Orbit
Chapter 507: Chapter 331: Saint Tier! "Void Divine Travel: Celestial Star Orbit
The impact of three hundred-ton-class grains of Star Sand sent the hill-sized Meteor wobbling back several dozen meters, yet the points of collision were left with only a few small dents.
Li Xiang knew at once. ’This Meteor must have an astonishing mass—at least ten thousand tons—and it’s incredibly hard. If I could refine it into Star Sand, it would be far more powerful than the three grains I have now.’
He then stored all those Meteors in his Otherworldly Warehouse. After a quick count, he found there were seven of them, large and small.
’A space station!’
As Li Xiang returned to Earth, he saw numerous satellites and even space stations. He was tempted to pull a prank and knock on one of the station’s doors, but he decided against it. It wouldn’t do to scare the astronauts on mission half to death.
’Just imagine it: in the boundless darkness of outer space, a sudden knock on the door. The astronauts would be scared to death.’
...
At the same time, the rewards for dredging the world’s myriad waterways came through. The nation would certainly not fail to recognize such a monumental achievement. Besides being immortalized in the history books, his various benefits and titles were all upgraded.
Li Xiang was promoted another rank, to Major General. He was arguably the youngest major general, and although he had no real authority, his status and position were plain to see.
Luo Feifei, who had also participated and contributed a great deal, was promoted to Major.
Zhao Xueqing, as a leader in the ecological construction project, had also achieved outstanding merit and was promoted another rank to Major.
Yao Yao: "..."
Lei Xiaohui: "..." Both were incredibly envious.
As spring blossomed, the country held another general election. Citing his outstanding results and astonishing contributions to the "advancement of major special projects," Li Xiang was elected as both a member of the National Committee of the CPPCC and a deputy to the NPC.
Although one could serve as both a CPPCC member and an NPC deputy, this was generally an extremely rare occurrence.
According to the nation’s current regulations, it is possible to be a member of the CPPCC and a deputy of the NPC at the same time, but the Central Committee has explicitly requested that such cross-appointments generally be avoided. At present, less than 1% of all deputies and committee members nationwide hold such dual roles.
And Li Xiang was now part of that 1%.
Of course, these positions held virtually no real power, not that Li Xiang needed any. The titles and the conveniences they afforded were more than enough. After all, if he were to take on a post with actual responsibilities, he would have superiors to answer to and a mountain of work to keep him busy.
That particular leader was getting on in years, after all, and might not live to see the Apocalypse. Even if he did, he might not be able to manage everything, so it was only logical to start considering his successor.
It was just that Li Xiang currently lacked sufficient prestige. However, that leader believed that, given a few years, Li Xiang would undoubtedly grow into the role.
Besides, different eras required different styles of leadership. In the Apocalypse, many of the systems and rules of peacetime would no longer be applicable. The criteria for selecting talent naturally had to evolve with the times.
As the crabapple flowers came into full bloom, Li Xiang and Jiang Cai’Er were married. They held a grand wedding in Li Family Village.
The reason for the haste was that Jiang Cai’Er was pregnant—with twins, no less. Li Xiang had used his Spiritual Power to check and confirmed it was two boys. If they didn’t get married soon, things would get inconvenient once her belly started to show.
Aside from the gossip that a premarital pregnancy would attract, the wedding dress and traditional gown wouldn’t look as flattering on her.
The wedding day was, of course, an incredibly lively event. The Li Family and the Jiang Family gathered with friends and relatives from far and wide. Some fans even showed up to offer their congratulations. The guests included He Zhixiang from Yunnan Province; the couple Xu Xuan and Zhang Youyou, who brought their child from the provincial capital; Chen Huanhuan, who was now the successful manager of a jadeite jewelry store; several senior engineers and professors from the waterway dredging project; and even various leaders from the county, the province, and the Imperial Capital, all there to pay their respects.
Luo Feifei was furious. Carrying her White Tiger Sword, she appeared on a hilltop near Li Family Village. But after watching from a distance for a few minutes... she stormed off in a huff.
"Hmph! I never want to see you again!" With tears in her eyes, Luo Feifei stumbled, returning home completely heartbroken.
The next day, Luo Feifei’s agent—who was also her mother—made an official announcement: Luo Feifei had grown weary of the entertainment industry and would be retiring from acting.
Luo Feifei had confessed the truth to her mother. After all, she was now a Major, the Apocalypse was only a few years away, and their family had earned more than enough money. There was no longer any reason to keep things secret.
She began to cultivate in seclusion, living as a recluse and ignoring the affairs of the world.
When Li Xiang saw the news, his spirits couldn’t help but fall. Of course, he couldn’t possibly tell Jiang Cai’Er how he felt. ’Isn’t that just asking for trouble?’
Yao Yao, Zhao Xueqing, and Lei Xiaohui, however, knew what he was thinking. They came to comfort him in private. "Brother, you still have us."
The three of them were naturally saddened by Li Xiang’s marriage, but it was something they had long anticipated. They had prepared themselves mentally, so not only did they quickly move past their sadness, but they even helped out enthusiastically at Jiang Cai’Er’s wedding, bustling about everywhere. All their activity made Li Xiang feel quite guilty.
Yao Yao linked her arm through Li Xiang’s. "Brother, if you help me get to Saint Tier... well, when Little Sister Cai’Er is in postpartum confinement, I’ll take care of her and the two boys."
Lei Xiaohui quickly chimed in, "Me too! Yao’Er can’t possibly handle it all by herself."
Not to be outdone, Zhao Xueqing blinked and said, "How could you possibly leave me out?"
Li Xiang had already reached Saint Tier and even traveled to space for fun, facts he naturally hadn’t hidden from them. The three women were incredibly envious, but alas, their own aptitude was limited. Even after all this time Dual Cultivating with Li Xiang, they had only reached Tier Ten.
Still, that was already incredibly impressive. If they had been cultivating on their own, they wouldn’t have been confident in ever reaching Tier Ten, to say nothing of Saint Tier.
But through Dual Cultivation with Li Xiang, there was hope.
At Saint Tier, the very essence of one’s being would undergo a transformation, and one’s lifespan would increase dramatically—they could live for at least two or three hundred years.
Leaving aside the fact that they were already infatuated with Li Xiang, what was so wrong with being his lovers when you considered the benefits? The temptation of a fundamental transformation of their very being was immense.
Li Xiang had never treated them poorly. He gave them high salaries, huge bonuses, dividends, company stock, all sorts of gold and jewelry, precious Extraordinary Items, and Spiritual Medicine. In terms of worldly wealth alone, each of the three was now worth over a hundred million.
Wasn’t there a topic trending online? "Your husband gives you 100,000 a month but never comes home. Would you accept?"
Many women replied, "Forget 100,000, I’d do it for 50,000."
"To hesitate for even a second would be to disrespect that 100,000."
"If I even thought about calling to check up on him, that would just be me not knowing my place."
"If I saw you on the street with another woman, I’d take a detour."
"If you got into a fight with the third mistress, I’d help you smooth things over with her. I guarantee I’d make her happy again. And if I really couldn’t? Then we’d just go find a fourth mistress, and a fifth."