Chapter Fifty-Two: Return to Xiajing!

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In the living room on the second floor of the villa.

Yang Ye sat cross-legged on the floor, removed his Sunfire gloves, and swallowed two late-stage Stellar beast cores in one breath.

Moments later, a torrent of energy surged out from the two beast cores. As the immense star force coursed through his meridians, Yang Ye felt as if he could hear a rushing sound, like the roaring of mighty rivers.

Within his starsea, the black celestial body, guided by Yang Ye’s will, began spinning rapidly, absorbing the surging energy flooding into the starsea with relentless hunger.

In less than an hour, more than half of the energy from the two beast cores was absorbed by the celestial body in the starsea.

“Burn!”

Yang Ye uttered a cold command within the starsea.

A thunderous rumbling ensued.

The black celestial body started to tremble. Soon after, countless cracks appeared across its surface.

From those fissures, beams of dazzling golden light burst forth, transforming the dim starsea into a world of radiant gold.

The cracks multiplied, widening ever further.

“Break!”

The time had come. Yang Ye roared.

With a mighty tremor, the celestial body shattered its black “shell” in an instant, finally becoming a resplendent star.

Amid roaring vibrations, this newborn star continued to expand until its volume was ten times its previous size before stopping.

Yang Ye carefully examined the star and saw its surface rippling, as if countless bubbles were forming and bursting.

The brilliant golden light emanated precisely from this phenomenon.

Only the final step remained!

The luminous starsea was now filled with abundant star force.

Compared to his previous planetary realm, this star force had evolved entirely, its quality far superior.

The gravitational pull released by the stellar body was far stronger than that of a planet, and it was precisely this powerful gravity that altered the energy within the starsea.

Yang Ye guided the starsea’s energy into his meridians, circulating it throughout his body.

Nourished by this star force, his meridians, bones, muscles—every fiber of his being—underwent rapid transformation.

Throughout this process, Yang Ye felt as if he were soaking in a warm, comforting fluid, losing all awareness of time.

After a long while, Yang Ye opened his eyes, his face radiant with joy.

Before him appeared the exquisitely beautiful face of Long Xiaoqing.

“Congratulations, my husband! You’ve ascended to the Stellar Realm!” Long Xiaoqing exclaimed happily.

Yang Ye glanced at the electronic clock hanging on the wall and found that a day and night had passed.

Now, it was the dawn of the second day.

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Yang Ye rose to his feet, stretched his limbs, and felt an indescribable lightness throughout his body, as if he could leap into the sky at any moment.

After his advancement, his senses had become many times sharper.

Yang Ye put on the Sunfire gloves again.

Invisible energy enveloped his body once more.

Meanwhile, the star force within him was swiftly drawn into the Sunfire gloves.

However, unlike when he was at the planetary realm, the invisible energy now had little effect on his movement.

Moreover, the star force consumption was noticeably less.

Judging by the speed at which the gloves absorbed star force, Yang Ye estimated he could wear them all day without issue.

In battle, he could likely endure for half a day.

“Xiaoqing, come! Let’s go outside for a bout.”

With that, Yang Ye leapt, stirring the air, and shot out of the villa.

Long Xiaoqing followed closely, leaping after him.

What followed—

A series of rapid, thunderous impacts echoed.

On the open lawn before the villa, the figures of Yang Ye and Long Xiaoqing flickered continuously.

At this moment, not to mention ordinary folk—even cultivators at the planetary realm would struggle to track their movements.

Suddenly, with a loud boom, Yang Ye and Long Xiaoqing halted, their figures finally revealed.

“Husband, you’re so strong now. I’ll have to use my full strength!” Long Xiaoqing said with a smile, seeing Yang Ye unflushed and unruffled.

“No need!” Yang Ye removed his gloves, took out a blue Planetary beast core and popped it into his mouth, laughing: “Even if you use your full strength, I still can’t beat you. At this point, no matter how we spar, I won’t improve much.”

He then looked northeast and smiled, “This afternoon, let’s go to Summer Capital!”

…

“It’s been almost a month, and there’s still no news of Inspector Ye. Looks like he really is hiding away.”

“He’s a cultivator; his life is more precious than anything. How could he possibly come to Summer Capital to die?”

“We thought that in this era, we finally had a peerless hero willing to stand up for the people of China. Turns out, he’s just a fraud.”

“Haha! I said it long ago—the man named Ye is nothing but a charlatan. Now, everyone believes me, right?”

…

Yang Ye had vanished for nearly a month. Under deliberate manipulation, the internet was flooded with rumors slandering Yang Ye.

He munched on beast meat grilled by Long Xiaoqing as he browsed countless comments directed at him.

Some even used Photoshop to create images of Yang Ye hugging bikini-clad beauties on foreign beaches.

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Seeing all this, Yang Ye merely scoffed.

Yet, it comforted him that plenty of netizens still fervently defended him against these rumors.

But online time seemed to move much faster than reality.

A month felt endlessly long.

Even Yang Ye’s diehard fans, under a barrage of slander and negativity, found their rebuttals weak and powerless.

Most netizens, along with the people of China, chose silence.

Inspector Ye’s appearance in their hearts was like a shooting star streaking through the dark sky—after a dazzling burst of light, it vanished without a trace.

Such things had happened countless times over the past century.

For in truth, the darkness was far stronger than any shooting star.

…

Early the next morning.

An airliner landed at Summer Capital Airport.

Yang Ye and Long Xiaoqing walked out hand in hand.

Gazing at the azure sky, Yang Ye stood at the airport’s entrance, spread his arms wide, and shouted, “Summer Capital, Hu Hansan is back!”

Passersby glanced at Yang Ye as if he were mad, then slowed their steps, turning their attention to Long Xiaoqing.

An exquisite face, a flawless and alluring figure, a noble aura… In this world, there was surely no second woman so beautiful.

The men feared walking too fast, lest they miss a glance, while the women, after a single look, bowed their heads slightly.

Some daring young people, after a moment’s hesitation, whipped out their phones and began snapping photos of Long Xiaoqing.

Soon, her photos flooded the internet.

The comments beneath were mostly filled with awe.

At the same time, the photos sparked debate; some claimed they were edited, for how could such a perfect woman exist?

As for the tall, handsome Yang Ye—because Long Xiaoqing held his arm, he became the object of universal envy and jealousy.

Seeing people photographing Long Xiaoqing, Yang Ye immediately produced a large pair of sunglasses and placed them on her face.

Just then, a luxury car pulled up and stopped before them.

On the passenger side, Zhou Hun pressed the window button, sizing up the pair.

“What are you staring at!? Xiaoqing and I went for cosmetic surgery this month. Didn’t I send you the photos when we arrived?”

“Inspector Ye… this, this change is just too much,” Zhou Hun said with a wry smile.

He certainly didn’t believe current cosmetic surgery could make Long Xiaoqing grow twenty centimeters taller.