Chapter 50 The Human Race's Fireseed Plan! All Powerhouses Evacuate Earth!
In the original mories, Mu Xiying had heard of him as well.
Back then, he had only been an Imperial Capital University student with High Purple Talent.
Later, even reaching the Martial Venerable Realm had already been his limit.
Yet in that very year, Mu Xiying successfully stepped into the Martial Saint Realm and publicly released a vast number of Cultivation Arts below the Ninth Tier for the first ti!
With those powerful Cultivation Arts and Martial Techniques in hand, Gu Xuan, whose natural ceiling had originally been no higher than the Martial Venerable Realm, actually awakened the Gold Constitution-Type Trait 【Sword God Body】.
At the sa ti, all three of his body-oriented Traits advanced to Gold as well!
That explosive rise in his Traits caused Gu Xuan's talent to soar.
By now, he had beco a peerless Sword God at the Fourth Heaven of the Martial God Realm!
It was said that he and Xiao Xuan had also maintained quite a good relationship.
"It seems Xiao Xuan's potential was truly impressive. Unfortunately, too much of the power of his Trait awakening leaked away back then. Otherwise, at the very least, his Traits would have been high-level Silver Traits. There is even a chance he might have awakened Gold Traits."
At that thought, Mu Xiying felt a trace of regret.
If she had a chance to go back, perhaps she could give Xiao Xuan so pills to stabilize his strength and reduce the leakage from his Traits.
After all, even if one's talents had already awakened, they could still decline if they were not stabilized properly.
Before long, however, Mu Xiying stopped dwelling on Xiao Xuan.
Because she now had sothing far more important to deal with: the descent of the Evil God a hundred years from now!
"The Evil God's strength is far too terrifying. Even though my power this ti has increased by at least threefold, I still have no chance of victory against it. I wonder how the Fireseed Plan is progressing. Have they found a suitable new ho yet?"
Mu Xiying took a deep breath.
If she could not defeat it, then could she not at least avoid it?
She had already left the Fireseed Plan to her past self long ago.
To put it plainly, the so-called Fireseed Plan was to build a number of enormous starships that had already achieved complete self-sustaining energy circulation, then use them to take a group of the human race's most gifted geniuses away from Earth in search of a new holand.
Over these past five thousand years, more than a hundred such starships had already departed Earth one after another.
Of course, that did not an only a hundred had been built!
In truth, no fewer than a thousand of these starships had been constructed.
It was simply that the others had not yet launched.
Those remaining ships would carry away the human race's greatest powerhouses, its finest scientists, masters of all manner of auxiliary professions, and their families.
As for everyone else, then regrettably, they would have to be left behind.
Mu Xiying was no saint. In a situation like this, there was no way she could guarantee any so-called fairness or justice, let alone hold so sort of lottery.
What she had to ensure this ti was the continuation of the human race. One misstep, and humanity would be completely annihilated.
What good would it do to bring ordinary people along?
If they arrived at a new holand without powerful experts to protect them, would that not simply an finding a new place to be buried?
Then she took out her Smartwatch and directly logged into her Supre Account.
Very quickly, she pulled up the most highly classified secrets humanity possessed at present.
Over these thousands of years, the starships the human race had sent out had gradually transmitted so information back.
Their destinations had all been planets that humanity had once identified as possibly capable of supporting life.
Though those worlds were unimaginably distant, under current technology, interstellar travel had already surpassed the speed of light.
After another one or two thousand years of flight, a few of those ships had finally reached their destinations.
Unfortunately, the ssages they sent back were far from encouraging.
Whether in terms of orbit, atmosphere, or any number of other factors, those planets were unsuitable for human survival.
"The speed of these starships has been iterating upward every few hundred years. The fastest of them can now reach thirteen tis the speed of light.”
But the earliest batch could only reach three tis lightspeed. What a pity.
If we had a few thousand more years of developnt, perhaps we could have researched spatial warp technology.
Then we would be able to travel to places far more distant.
Fortunately, although there has not been much of a breakthrough in flight speed, the life-support systems have at least fully achieved self-circulation.
It is ti to depart.
Mu Xiying nodded seriously.
Then she issued the command she had prepared long ago.
BZZZZT!!!
In an instant, a notice personally written by Mu Xiying was sent directly to the Smartwatches of everyone qualified to leave.
Naturally, those Martial God- and Supre-level experts had already known about this matter long ago.
Though they were sowhat surprised to see that the departure was to happen now, they wasted no ti and imdiately began making their preparations.
During the one or two thousand years of Mu Xiying's rule, all disharmonious elents—other nations, extremist organizations, extremist religions, and even radical feminist groups—had been thoroughly eradicated.
Why?
Because that group had been the one most disruptive to the internal stability of the human race.
On the day Mu Xiying beca humanity's strongest expert, those won had been the most excited of all.
Because Mu Xiying had made them believe that the age of matriarchy had returned.
The very next day, they began causing trouble everywhere and trying to seize control of human society.
In just a few short days, the structure of the human race underwent an unprecedented upheaval.
Yet Mu Xiying had never told her past self about this, because whether it was this cycle, the previous one, or the first ti Mu Xiying herself had encountered this matter, her response had always been exactly the sa!
She had every last one of them arrested and thrown straight onto the front lines.
You wanted power?
Then carve it out with your own fists.
No matter who it was, anyone could have power and status, so long as they made contributions to the human race. The premise, however, was contribution first, power afterward.
Yet once those won who knew only how to agitate were thrown onto the battlefield, they imdiately beca lambs awaiting slaughter.
In the end, most of them, simply to stay alive, were reduced to outlets for many Martial Artists to vent their desires.
Those who fared sowhat better found honest n on the battlefield and married them.
In a sense, they too made no small contribution to the reproduction and future of the human race.
From that day onward, however, radical feminism and every sort of political correctness alike all but vanished.
After all, in the past, all such agitation required was a mouth.
Now, it got people killed.
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All of this, taken together, earned Mu Xiying her well-deserved title of Empress.
Openly, no one dared object to anything Mu Xiying said.
As for privately, such dissent was exceedingly rare.
And even then, they only dared grumble behind her back.
The sa was true of the progress of the Human Race's Fireseed Plan.
When those Martial Thearchs, Martial Saints, grandmaster alchemists, master artificers, and other peak experts across countless professions learned that they were all going to leave Earth,
their first reaction was not suspicion at all, but concern over how they might take one more relative or close friend with them.
After all, different levels of strength ca with different quotas.
Naturally, a matter like this could never be concealed forever.
Besides, Mu Xiying had never intended to hide it in the first place.
Very soon, everyone learned that all of humanity's powerhouses and elites were about to leave Earth!
At that mont, the entire planet descended into complete chaos.
Yet none of that affected Xiao Xuan in the slightest, as he was still frantically familiarizing himself with his power inside his cultivation chamber.
He directly cut himself off from all outside information and focused solely on mastering his strength.
He remained like that for several full months.
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BOOM!!!
On this day, the door to Xiao Xuan's cultivation chamber was kicked open with a thunderous blast!
CLANG!!
A handso young man in flowing white robes, dressed like a cultivator, ca charging in on a flying sword.
"For heaven's sake, Brother Xiao, things are already at a critical point, and you're still cultivating?"
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