Three days later, he happily arrived at the airport. After completing all the necessary procedures, he finally boarded the plane bound for his destination at around noon. It's no wonder he was happy, as there had been too many happy events at home during the past few days!
First, all three of his materials were successfully made under the help of Yingren. And when he took the second dose, because his spiritual power was full, he had entered the Starlight Advanced Stage on the same day!
According to Yingren's words, it saved him at least fifteen days! Of course, this kind of thing made him happy in this time-sensitive situation.
Another thing, his third bottle of Expanding Spirit Medicine was auctioned on the Starlink Interstellar Network, and it was immediately bought by someone! He had just uploaded the picture, and it was less than a minute before a buyer sent him a message, willing to pay 8,000 Starcoins for the medicine.
After all, the three materials together had only cost about 5,000 Starcoins at most in the beginning, so he had made a lot of profit. More importantly, it made Li Xing realize that he had found a long-term way to make money, and his poems would be discovered or traced back to their source sooner or later.
At that time, there probably wouldn't be much of a role for him. Those poems would soon become worthless, which means they could no longer be used to make money. And if he couldn't find a way to continue making money, he would lose his source of income and be in a very embarrassing situation.
Now, things are different. Even if he can't make money from poetry anymore, he can still support his training by making potions. He boards the plane, finds his seat, and sits down comfortably. A middle-aged man sitting next to him is reading a book and notices that someone has taken the seat beside him. He turns his head curiously to look at the newcomer.
The two men look at each other and exchange a smile. "Is this seat yours?" the elderly man asks first. "Yes, it is," Li Xing nods and replies with a smile. "Are you also going to the capital?" "Yes, I'm going there to see some friends," the elderly man replies. He is not a Chinese, but a white man with white hair and blue eyes. He looks to be in his late fifties, but based on his appearance, he may be older.
After looking at him for a while, Li Xing comes to a conclusion in his mind. However, although he is a Westerner, he seems to be very knowledgeable about China. Otherwise, he should not have understood what "the capital" means. After a brief exchange of greetings, the two of them went about their own business.
The elderly man continued to read his book, while Li Xing appeared to be resting, but in reality, he began to feel the flow of his inner power. This could also be considered a form of meditation, as Ying Rong had said. Understanding one's own body is the first step to knowing one's limits and finding the most suitable way of cultivation. Therefore, one of his current tasks is to add a new one: to feel the flow of his inner power while he has nothing to do.
In the quiet atmosphere, the plane took off... About half an hour later, Li Xing opened his eyes and stretched his stiff body by turning around on his seat. "Young man, waking up?" Then he heard the voice of the person next to him greeting him. "Yes," Li Xing nodded. Of course, he wouldn't explain in detail what he had been doing just now.
Since he thought he had fallen asleep, it was better to just go along with it. "Napping is indeed a good habit. These days, many people unconsciously ignore it." Li Xing blinked his mouth and the elderly man continued. "Yes, these days society is getting busier and "What would you like, sir and madam?" Before she could say much more, a female voice, quite pleasant to the ear, came from behind her. Turning around, she found a flight attendant in a uniform, with an attractive appearance. The perfect smile added to her charm. It was easy to feel approachable and friendly, and it made her even more attractive.
"I'll take some juice, thank you," Li Xing smiled and replied. "A glass of red wine," the elder beside him added, following Li Xing's request. "Okay," she responded with a smile, elegantly serving the items they had requested. "Thank you," Li Xing said, taking the drinks. "You're welcome," the beautiful flight attendant replied again. Then she pushed her cart and continued on to the back of the plane. The two of them drank their drinks and went back to their own business, exchanging a few words here and there. Time passed slowly...
The elder beside Li Xing seemed tired, and he put his book on his lap and closed his eyes. It looked like he wanted to take a nap. Li Xing's movements became even more gentle, afraid of waking the elder. Half an hour later, the elder slowly woke up, and he saw that Li Xing seemed to be playing with his computer. He leaned over to look at it for a while, then he was silent. The language displayed on the computer screen seemed to be beyond his comprehension...
"What language is this? It can't be Chinese or English, right?" Unable to contain his curiosity, he asked. "Yes, it is the universal language of the universe, but it hasn't been widely adopted on Earth yet. I'm just playing a little game," Li Xing explained with a smile, only to notice that the elderly man seemed to perk up at his words.
"May I ask, young man, what's your name?" "My name is Li Xing," Li Xing replied, extending his hand to gesture. "Nice to meet you, Li Xing," the elderly man extended his hand in greeting. "My name is Mordin But, Mordecai and Lee Shin were clearly already on alert. They must have encountered a hijacking...
Especially Mordecai, his reaction in Lee Shin's eyes seemed to suggest that this event was within his expectations... "Ladies and gentlemen, I must tell you some very unfortunate news. Yes, I think some of you have already realized that you have been hijacked," he said.
Pandemonium broke out in the cabin...
"Bang, bang!" Two gunshots... "Quiet!" The young man standing in front of them, who looked to be in his early twenties, shouted at the passengers in the cabin. "Whoever speaks, I'll kill him!" Instantly, the cabin fell silent... Then, three passengers from their seats in the cabin got up, and somehow managed to pull out guns from somewhere!
Two of them continued forward, looking to enter the cockpit and hijack the pilot. The remaining one came up to the young man, pointing a rifle at the passengers in the cabin, looking like a demonic figure. "Well, be obedient, our goal is not to kill anyone, we just want to find a certain gentleman. As long as he cooperates with us, please rest assured, we will not harm anyone!" The young man was very satisfied with the current reaction of all the passengers. A smile even appeared on his face. Then, he continued, "So, let Mr. Mordin Stamson step forward voluntarily. As long as this gentleman cooperates, I will guarantee everyone's safety!" After saying that, all the passengers looked at the information of the person sitting next to them, trying to determine if they were sitting next to "Mordin".
Li Xing was silent, he knew, but at this moment he chose to remain quiet... The old man had left a very good impression on him, so he wouldn't betray him. "Well, it seems that this gentleman doesn't want to step forward voluntarily. Then I have only one solution. I'll count to three. If this gentleman doesn't step forward by then, I'll pick a passenger and kill him!"
Li Xing could feel that the old man sitting beside him was trying to suppress his anger...
"There's no need to look any further." As Li Xing looked at him with a complex expression, the old man stood up right where he was and glared at the two hijackers. The young man laughed and walked towards him, saying, "Excellent! The old man's courage is truly admirable. I think you should know who I am even if I don't say it."
Indeed, these people were here to find Mordin. "Humph! You ghosts of the afterlife are really skilled. You didn't get fooled by all those false targets." “You flatter me, sir. Please hand over the items as soon as possible, otherwise you may suffer some consequences.” The young man said this with a sinister expression on his face.
“I didn't bring them with me today. I can't give them to you now.” Murdinger looked at the man unconcernedly. “Humph!” The young man walked closer and looked carefully, only to find that there was indeed nothing in Murdinger's vicinity that could be considered a package or an item. He frowned and shouted to the armed subordinate, "Come here! First, cuff him!" "Yes!" The subordinate received the order and ran over quickly, taking out a pair of handcuffs from his chest pocket and preparing to cuff Murdinger.
Looking at the distance between the two robbers and himself, Lee Star had an idea...
"If I use my power..." The two robbers were not far from him...
"When you get to our turf, you'll hand over the items willingly." The young man said coldly, adding another threat. Just then... "Kach...!" What was that? The young man looked at his hand and discovered that it was beginning to freeze! There was an ability user!
Before he could think any further, he felt a powerful force hit his stomach! Bang! "Ow...!" He fell to the ground, face down. And the other robber had his head and both hands completely frozen by large blocks of ice. He had come very close to catching Murdinger, so it only took a moment for Lee Star to take him down. "Damn," the young man tried to break the ice on his hands, but Lee Xing wouldn't give him the chance. His spiritual power surged out, freezing the entire person to the ground!
"Go!" Murdang pushed down his surprise, waved his hand at a few people, and immediately three people stood up from their seats, picked up the weapons of the two thieves, and rushed into the driver's seat...