My Apocalypse System Arrives 10 Years Early

Chapter 384: Chapter 259: ”Earth Pivot Tour: Mountains and Rivers Nurturing Spirits”—Jinling Dragon Vein, Six Dynasties Misty Water, Ling Shu Bestows a Treasure (Part 2)

Li Xiang lifted the hem of her skirt further, revealing an iron chain wrapped around her waist, also shrouded in a black aura of resentment.

They looked closer and saw that the chain was covered in densely packed, Yin Engraved Japanese characters.

Jiang Cai’Er was a scholar of immense erudition—a walking, living library and the most powerful artificial intelligence, fluent in every language on the globe. After a brief examination, she let out a soft cry. ”These are the articles of the Treaty of Jiangning.”

The woman’s purple dress was lifted further, revealing her abdomen, but Li Xiang and Jiang Cai’Er’s expressions were grim. Neither of them had a single inappropriate thought.

For, coiled between her chest and abdomen, were black and red cancerous-looking meridians from which the resentment of three hundred thousand wronged souls billowed forth.

At the same time, Jiang Cai’Er grunted in pain. Within her Memory Palace, the pages of *Records of the World* flipped frantically, manifesting an Illusion of the masses of floating corpses in the Yangtze River from 1937.

They continued to inspect the woman’s Spirit Body, examining her from head to toe. To their horror, they found half a stone stele embedded in the back of her neck. The exposed portion bore the three words: ”Peaceful Nation Building.”

Jiang Cai’Er said, ”That’s the stele from the Wang Puppet Government.”

Li Xiang slammed his palm onto a nearby boulder, and the massive rock, which must have weighed several hundred pounds, instantly shattered into dust.

”Cai’Er, come up with a plan immediately. I’ll perform the operation,” Li Xiang said, his voice tight with anger. He couldn’t wait to save the Dragon Vein.

’With all three great Dragon Veins damaged, China’s current achievements are truly remarkable. If the Dragon Veins were all repaired, the nation’s destiny would surely be even more prosperous. Even with the Apocalypse looming, having three Divine Level Earth Vein Spirits standing guard should... well, the Space Exotic Beasts are too powerful. We might not be able to fend them off, but at least things will be much better than in my previous life.’

”Okay,” Jiang Cai’Er nodded.

The couple, united in purpose, began the ”surgical procedure” once more. The difficulty of this operation was in no way inferior to that of repairing the Imperial Capital’s Dragon Vein.

The first step was to remove the nine iron stakes inscribed with the Japanese slogan, ”Eight Extremities of the Universe.”

After Jiang Cai’Er searched through ancient texts and various apocryphal histories, she pinpointed the locations of the nine Poison Stakes. Li Xiang then activated the Profound Strange Superpower of his Earth Pivot World Record, pulling them out and shattering them, one by one.

Under Li Xiang’s immense Spiritual Power, the Poison Stakes laid by the Yin Yang Masters of the old Japanese invaders had no strength to resist and were dismantled one by one. With each one he uprooted and shattered, the mournful sound of a pipa playing the theme of the *Jinling Thirteen Beauties* echoed from deep within the earth.

During this process, Li Xiang also located the stele erected by the Wang Puppet Government years ago and shattered it to pieces.

He also reconnected the various fractures along the Dragon Vein one by one.

He had done this twice before, so the task was familiar. His technique for mending the broken veins grew more and more skillful.

Finally, there was the Washing Enmity Chain.

Jiang Cai’Er summoned the original document of the Treaty of Jiangning from her Vientiane Secret Pavilion. Meanwhile, Li Xiang took out the most refined piece of the Obsidian Black Gold Mountain Sacred Body he had acquired from beneath Mount Fuji. Activating his Crystal Vein Armor, he melted the piece down and poured the molten liquid over the chain forged from the treaty.

This act was a declaration: he had obliterated the vein spirit of Mount Fuji and severed Japan’s national destiny.

Japan, a small nation, possessed only a single King Vein, unlike magnificent China, which had at least three Divine Level Dragon Veins.

The King Vein spirit under Mount Fuji was only Saint Level and had yet to even condense a Spirit Body. In contrast, China’s Qinling Ancestral Vein, the current Northern Emperor Vein, and this Jinling Dragon Vein had all condensed their Spirit Bodies long ago. They had all stepped into the Divine Level, and each possessed a unique form.

As the black mist evaporated, numerous iconic scenes appeared in the vapor. There was Lin Zexu, roaring to the heavens, ”I will live or die for my country!” There was the surrender of the Japanese Army, and many more.

In addition, Jiang Cai’Er manifested a vision of mushroom clouds blooming over the Japanese homeland.

Finally, the Enmity Chain dissolved completely.

But the woman in purple still didn’t wake.

Li Xiang said, ”Maybe her injuries were too severe. Her Spirit Body is just too weak.”

Jiang Cai’Er mulled it over for a moment before saying, ”I have one more thing we can try.”

”What is it?” Li Xiang asked.

Jiang Cai’Er replied, ”You could give her some of your Essence to help her recover.”

Li Xiang said, ”Don’t be ridiculous. It’s not right to defile a Dragon Spirit.”

A smile played on Jiang Cai’Er’s lips. ”But in my eyes, she’s just like a big sister.”

Li Xiang grew pensive. ’Could it be that Cai’Er’s Realm is already that high?’

In truth, Jiang Cai’Er’s incarnation as a Digital Life was similar in essence to this woman in purple, the Elder in Dragon Robe of the Qinling Ancestral Vein, and the Spiritual Dragon of the Northern Imperial Capital. They were different expressions of the same fundamental concept.

And since the woman in purple was the only female among the three spirits, Jiang Cai’Er felt a sense of kinship with her. That, combined with the spirit’s stunning beauty, made her unable to resist teasing Li Xiang.

However, she knew her priorities. She immediately began the treatment, giving the woman some ”nourishment.”

Jiang Cai’Er summoned the Jinling Scroll of the *Yongle Encyclopedia* from her Memory Palace. As she turned its pages, the Dragon Qi that had been stored within it since the capital was moved in the early Ming Dynasty flowed, wisp by wisp, into the Earth Vein.

When she turned to the entry for ”Wuyi Lane,” the illusory figures of Wang Dao, Xie An, and many others actually emerged from the inky characters and sank into the depths of the Earth Vein.

Just as Jiang Cai’Er had said before, the Jinling Dragon Vein was not merely a Dragon Vein, but a literary one as well.

As both Dragon Qi and Literary Qi poured into her, the woman in purple let out a soft moan and slowly opened her eyes.

At that moment, a prompt appeared in Li Xiang’s system: ”Detected Tier Thirty-two Divine Level Mutated Creature: Purple Gold Wenshu Spirit.”

”The Wenshu Fairy?”

’A few Levels lower than the Qinling Ancestral Vein and the Northern Dragon Vein, but still Divine Level. That’s pretty good. This is the third Divine Level being I’ve encountered.’

When the woman in purple heard Li Xiang whisper her lovely name, her eyes lit up. ’He actually knows my true name?’

She rose to her feet, tall and graceful. The seal-script characters of *Zhaoming’s Selection of Literature* floated from her skirt, transforming into a Star River that coiled around her body. The silver, thread-like calligraphy of Emperor Wu of Liang’s *Song of the River* also materialized, adding to her profound and scholarly aura.