[Nine-Rank Sorcerer II] Chapter 4, Part 32

Chapter Four: Tongtianpei

Besides arranging tasks for Huang Ji, Jiang Shuihan hadn't forgotten the amnesiac beauty, Hathaway, the only surviving ancient ancestor

in this world.

Hathaway's room was empty; she hadn't asked for any furniture or decorations. The walls were a monotonous

white. She wore a simple white robe, sat in a corner, hugging her knees, her gaze unfocused,

lost in , seemingly searching for her lost memories.

"Yi…" Seeing Jiang Shuihan appear before her, a

joyful . She laughed like a five-year-old child, opening her arms and running towards Jiang Shuihan.

She hugged Jiang Shuihan tightly, seemingly finding a sense of security in him.

The loss, helplessness, and fear accumulated during this time alone were all thrown to the winds in this moment.

The mature woman's body was plump and soft, like a ripe, juicy peach, yet her heart was as innocent

and naive as a little girl's. This contradictory combination easily aroused a man's desire.

Jiang Shuihan's lower body quickly became erect, his hot, fleshy penis pressing against the beautiful woman's lower abdomen like an iron rod, stirring up

her fond memories.

"Eek..." The beautiful woman glanced at Jiang Shuihan with a tender expression, letting out a soft, seductive moan,

then unabashedly reached into the boy's pants, grasping his hot, hard, and adorable member, stroking it with irresistible

caress.

"No... I have other things to do with you..."

"Hmm... alright, since you insist, let's talk while we do it!"

Jiang Shuihan helplessly lay down on the ground, letting the beautiful woman pull down his pants, her rosy, alluring mouth swallowing and releasing

his erect penis. At least until the beautiful woman regained her memories, he had no way to escape the fate of being forced into a sexual relationship.

"Eek... happy... I love you..."

Before long, the beautiful woman, naked, straddled Jiang Shuihan, like a

female knight participating in a horse race for the first time, moaning with pleasure, riding with abandon.

Her white robe had long been tossed into the corner, her two full, firm breasts trembling,

their swollen, hardened, rosy nipples standing erect in the air like two blooming red plum blossoms.

Her waist was slender yet full of vitality, like that of a top-notch belly dancer, rhythmically contracting

and swaying, every movement exuding deadly allure.

Her buttocks were exceptionally full and plump, like a fleshy millstone formed from warm, soft jade, her tight, slippery

honey hole firmly gripping the young man's thick penis, making circular motions repeatedly.

"I love you too... baby, but we have some important things to discuss..."

If it were any other man, he would probably have been drained dry by this woman by now, but Jiang Shuihan

remained unfazed, talking eloquently.

"Can you recall this place? Think carefully, because it's very important to me."

Jiang Shuihan's thoughts stirred, and images of the ancient imperial capital appeared around him. Even as a miniature

view of thousands of towers, it was magnificent.

"I... the Sorcerer's Tower..."

Hathaway was immersed in the pleasure of their lovemaking, but since it was her beloved's request, she could only

reluctantly spare a sliver of attention.

"Hathaway... the tower!"

The beautiful woman seductively bit her finger, moaning and panting, while simultaneously constructing

a new illusion in the air.

It was a tower with a white background, its slender surface painted with only the back view of a graceful young woman.

Although it was a simple drawing, Jiang Shuihan intuitively knew that the woman depicted on the tower

was Hathaway herself!

Hathaway was indeed an alchemist who had once lived in the imperial capital, and her white tower seemed

several times taller than the surrounding sorcerer towers, like a high and mighty queen. Did this indicate that she possessed

a unique and high-ranking status?

"What do you remember?"

Jiang Shuihan cupped Hathaway's plump buttocks and began thrusting, his large penis like a resilient giant

rod moving in and out between the beautiful woman's white thighs. Crystalline fluid seeped continuously from their point of union, gradually

gathering into a shallow stream that flowed ceaselessly downwards.

"Eek..." Hathaway moaned softly, her beautiful eyes hazy, involuntarily biting her little finger, her face filled with

blissful pleasure.

After a long while, she seemed to remember something, and next to the white tower, a colorful

image .

This was a sorcerer's tower even taller than the white tower Hathaway possessed, and remarkably, its surface

colors constantly shifted, making it impossible to discern the patterns painted on it.

"Space-Time Beacon... Chaotic Universe... Babeta... Human Alchemy... I..."

Hathaway tried hard to recall, but the expression on her face grew increasingly confused. Finally, she let out a painful groan and

weakly leaned against Jiang Shuihan's chest.

"Space-Time Beacon? What is that? Could it be the Platinum Trial Token?"

"Universe? A strange term. Let me think, what does it mean in the language of the Hidden God Empire..."

"The past and present are called Zhou, the four directions and up and down are called Yu... The universe is the general term for time and space!"

"Chaos... is the world before time and space were born..."

"Babeta... Babeta has the meaning of shattering the void, and can also be interpreted as the Tower of Babel..."

Jiang Shuihan knew that every fragment of Hathaway's memory had immeasurable value. He tried hard to analyze

every word the beautiful woman revealed to him, trying to dig out the secret that triggered the apocalyptic catastrophe of the ancient alchemical empire.

"Could the Tower of Babel be the source of all disasters? If the Tower of Babel truly possesses the power to reverse time and space,

disintegrating life and souls into the chaotic state before the birth of the universe, then even the gods of heaven would

perish!"

Jiang Shuihan believes that the power contained within the Tower of Babel primarily affects life forms with souls, because

the cities in the core area of the ancient ruins are intact, yet no signs of life can be seen.

As for why Hathaway survived that catastrophe, perhaps it was because she was in a state of suspended animation,

or perhaps it was because she possessed an extraordinary constitution…

These vague conjectures could only be confirmed when he personally entered the Tower of Babel.

In any case, Jiang Shuihan had finally unveiled

a corner .

Emerging from the Bound Beauty Treasure Chest, Jiang Shuihan waited quite a while before seeing Priestess Jialan expressionlessly remove the crystal

crown from her head. He wondered what information she had obtained from the AI.

"Baron Jiang, please hurry, don't keep us waiting too long!"

Priestess Jialan glanced coldly at Jiang Shuihan, then walked to Katarina's side and whispered to her,

clearly telling her the important information she had just obtained .

Jiang Shuihan wouldn't bother asking her questions; he could communicate with the AI anyway, and this was

where the advantage of understanding the ancient empire's language became apparent. Otherwise, he would be completely led by the nose by Priestess Jialan.

Donning the mysterious crystal crown, Jiang Shuihan felt a sudden brightness before his eyes, and he had entered the virtual

illusion .

It was a lush green lawn with a round table and two chairs. One of the chairs sat

a kind, bald, white-bearded old man, presumably the image of the ancient alchemist Dorgen in his lifetime.

"Young friend, welcome to my workshop. If you have any questions, I'm happy to answer them,"

the AI, appearing in Dorgen's form, greeted Jiang Shuihan with a friendly demeanor, mimicking its master's speech and mannerisms.

A young man like Jiang Shuihan, around twenty years old,

would naturally be treated like a kindergarten child among the ancient people whose average lifespan exceeded a thousand years.

"What a realistic illusion! This old man looks exactly like a real person.

The level is truly astonishing!" Jiang Shuihan exclaimed sincerely. If this ancient empire hadn't perished,

the gods of the celestial realm would likely have faced only a tragic end!

"Mr. Dorgen, I greatly admire your character and knowledge. Will you answer all my

questions truthfully?" Jiang Shuihan cherished the opportunity to communicate with the ancient people. Since this AI had copied

all the knowledge in Dorgen's brain, it was practically a conversation with

Dorgen .

He was just worried that the AI had been tampered with. If it only refused to answer some questions, that would be fine, but if it

deceived him with false answers, it could very well kill him!

"Thank you for your praise of my master. As long as my central processing unit chip is still working properly, I

can answer your questions based on the knowledge my master has stored in my database. If you suspect that the data I provide is

incorrect, please find a way to verify it yourself."

The AI's background voice came from the illusion. Its meaning was clear: as a loyal AI

, it would not deliberately deceive Jiang Shuihan. If the data stored in its database was wrong to begin with, then he

could only hold its master accountable, not it.

"Tsk tsk, it even knows how to shirk responsibility. According to Huang Ji's classification of AI levels, its IQ score

must be in the double digits!"

Jiang Shuihan secretly criticized the AI's "character" and asked his first question: "Could you tell me

some knowledge about dimensional worlds? I've heard that besides the dimension we live in,

there are some very powerful beings in other dimensional worlds, such as the gods of the heavens and the demons of hell. I'm

very interested in the legends about them."

The AI, appearing in the form of Dorgen, gently stroked its beard, spent a few seconds

searching the data, and then began to answer Jiang Shuihan's question: "Since the creation of chaos, I don't know

how many main dimensions have been born, and the sub-dimensional worlds that exist attached to the main dimensions are countless. You can

think of these dimensional worlds as a stack of plates. Although they are different sizes, they all have similar characteristics.

"Higher dimensions like the heavens and hell contain extraordinary energy, and

the beings living in them become exceptionally powerful. Some powerful individuals can even achieve immortality."

"We alchemists mostly use external objects to satisfy our needs, and few people pay attention to

the cultivation of body and soul, so no one has ever become an immortal.

"However, some of the most intelligent alchemists have realized this and have begun to study

the source of power of gods and demons. In the future, someone will eventually unravel the final mystery in the field of human alchemy, and at that time,

each of will become as powerful as gods and demons!"

Could it be that Hathaway is such an immortal, which is why she was able to survive that apocalyptic catastrophe?

Jiang Shuihan thought for a moment and then asked a second question: "Since gods and demons are

life forms , if they invade our world, can we defeat them?"

"My child, you must remember that the greatest strength of us alchemists is our wisdom. Our

creativity will make us stronger than gods and demons!"

The amazing AI brought Dorgen's image to life. If this old alchemist hadn't died,

he would have greeted every child with a strong thirst for knowledge with such a kind face.

"I'd like to know more about how the nation will protect each and every one of us."

Jiang Shuihan wasn't satisfied with the answer he received, so he asked a more direct question.

"We have an endless artificial army and extremely powerful weapons.

Neither are our match!"

This time, to explain the answer more concretely, the AI displayed a dynamic image to Jiang Shuihan:

a tower with steel helmets painted on its surface. Each floor of the tower was neatly arranged with thousands of

crystal modulation tanks. This was the artificial soldier manufacturing factory that Jiang Shuihan had been secretly spying on.

If to operate at full capacity, it could produce a million artificial soldiers in just half a month at most!

"What a pity. If only I could move this factory into the Fumei Treasure Chest!"

Jiang Shuihan wiped away non-existent drool, firmly recording the image of the tower in the AI.

He secretly decided that as soon as he left this place, he would find a way to get Huang Ji to take over this military factory.

After showcasing an endless army of androids, the scene shifts to a tiny tower, its slender

body only a fraction of the size of a normal tower, its surface adorned with a single blood-red mushroom.

The next moment, the tower soared into the sky with astonishing force, covering millions of

kilometers in just three minutes. When it struck its target and exploded, the light it emitted was more dazzling than a thousand suns. A

massive star was shattered, and countless mountain-sized rock fragments were vaporized into

gas in the intense heat.

"This is a Chaos Missile. Its speed is about one-tenth the speed of light. When it fully

unleashes the power of the elements, even the stars in the sky will explode. Gods and demons alike will only die before our eyes!"

The white-bearded old man explained the power of the alchemical weapon to Jiang Shuihan with a gentle smile, but Jiang Shuihan paid

no attention.

"This is suicide! Dropping a giant bomb and blowing everything up,

what's !"

Jiang Shuihan crossed the Chaos Bomb off his collection list without hesitation. There was no way around it; this weapon was simply too

domineering. It bombarded indiscriminately, friend or foe. It looked exciting, but nothing was left after the explosion.

It was a complete waste of resources! What if one day I accidentally lose a Chaos Missile and have to worry about it being

thrown my head? That's too unsafe, too dangerous!

"One last question, where is the Tower of Babel... oh, that is, Babe Tower? That's where I'm

next to visit."

Jiang Shuihan finally asked about his final destination. Even though entering the Tower of Babel would be extremely

risky , he still had to go for the sake of the Demon God.

"Babe Tower is a military restricted area. When did it open to the public?"

This AI's intelligence was indeed higher than ordinary intelligence; it even possessed a little bit of thinking ability.

"That's not your concern, is it? You actually want to interfere with human behavior, or do you need

a complete overhaul?"

Jiang Shuihan ruthlessly threatened the AI, wanting the workers to dismantle it into eight pieces and check every module for

abnormalities.

"Please don't do that. I'm sure I can work normally. This is the map to Babe Tower that you need!"

How could an AI that hadn't fully evolved possibly defeat a cunning human? Moreover, in its mindset,

protecting its master's memorial was the top priority; whether Babeta would be destroyed as a result was none of its concern

!

Jiang Shuihan, having obtained the information he most wanted, happily removed the round crystal crown from his head. Just as he was about to tease

Priestess Jialan, he discovered that she and the paladins had already quietly moved to the entrance of the battle.

"I'm reporting that this person is a terrorist carrying explosives!" Priestess Jialan shouted, gazing at Jiang Shuihan

with smug satisfaction. "I demand the immediate closure of the memorial and that his personal freedom be restricted

until !"

"Your report has been accepted, and the memorial hall's security measures have been activated!" The AI's cold voice

still echoed in the hall, and a beam of red light enveloped Jiang Shuihan's body: "Please do not resist.

After the inspector arrives, you can defend yourself to prove your innocence. Before that, any

violent will be used as evidence against you in court!"

Jiang Shuihan slowly placed the crystal crown in his hand on the chair, a helpless smile on his face: "Miss Jialan,

you've been waiting for this opportunity, haven't you?"

Priest Jialan arrogantly waved her finger at Jiang Shuihan: "There's a famous saying in the Eastern Continent: the best

revenge is to repay someone in kind. You can slowly repent for your past life here..."

After saying this, Priest Jialan licked her lips with lingering satisfaction, not continuing to mock Jiang Shuihan. She

probably felt that letting him grow old and die alone here was already a very cruel punishment, and further verbal insults

would be meaningless.

"Let's go!" A gleam of satisfaction flashed in Katarina's eyes. "The powerful and

womanizing young baron is imprisoned in a place like this, never to see another woman in his life. I think

it's a perfect ending!"

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