Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"But unfortunately, this is a trick that Katniss has already used before. Compared to her, who has been in a high position for many years, this is already your limit. There is no need to blame yourself."

“Teacher…” Bai E came to his senses.

"Could this be the reason why Ms. Aglaia dared to let me take the stage?"

"Who knows what that crazy woman is thinking?" Xia frowned at that moment.

"Do you have anything else to say? It's my turn to vote."

At this point, Xia's vote was clearly meaningless.

But Lai Gushi still said respectfully:

"Lord Anaxxagoras, you are the last voter. Please think carefully."

"Your solemn vote will break this awkward situation."

"Of course." Xia replied expressionlessly at that moment.

On the high platform, all the citizens seemed to be under a spell, completely unaware of the irrationality of their vote.

I just thought it was a coincidence.

Even so, Bai E and the others who remained sober were still curious about Xia's final decision.

His identity is far too complex: a descendant of the Golden Blood, a scholar, one of the Seven Sages, the last survivor of Tree Court, and the successor to Serhith…

"Thank you all for your patience."

As Xia held the pottery shard in her hand, she noticed the gaze fixed upon her and smiled faintly:

“I, Anaxagoras, on behalf of the Seven Sages of the Tree of Knowledge and all the scholars, cast my solemn vote.”

"Perhaps it won't have much impact on the final outcome, but here, I'd like to ask Ms. [Kaneori] a question on behalf of the general public!"

At that moment, Xia looked at Aglaia, whose face was expressionless, and said in a deep voice:

"Tell me: are you truly as Behr says, that you will defend the solemn resolutions of this conference, whatever the outcome?"

Aglaia paused for a moment, then slowly replied:

"To be fair... I will not make any promises to you, so as not to interfere with your judgment."

"Ha... What's the point of talking about fairness now? You're both equally culpable." Xia scoffed.

"However, thank you for your heartfelt words."

Seeing that Xia was talking to the Golden Clan again, Katniss felt even more uneasy and shouted:

"At that moment, Lord Xia, don't forget...!"

“First.” Nakashia glanced blankly at Katniss, “Don’t call me Nakashia!”

Second, don't interrupt me!

Then, he looked at Ceres beside him:

"My master, Sersis, or Calypso, accompany me on this final journey."

At that moment, Xia's purplish face became even more swollen.

“Go to the underworld—go and see how she will provide perfect proof for your questions and my choices.”

"As long as we follow the sound of the tide..."

When a person is about to die, their soul goes to the River Styx and floats downstream with the water.

In the dim River Styx, the spirits of the dead, who were wading together, slowly began to move, heading towards the underworld.

As Xia stood in the water, watching the spirits passing by, she couldn't help but have some guesses.

When they arrived earlier, these spirits were just wandering aimlessly, but now they seem to have a purpose, like old women hurrying to the market...

"Very good, child." Suddenly, someone patted Xia on the shoulder.

Xia turned her head and saw that it was a familiar old man.

Enbedocles, wearing a cloak, was also in the wading procession.

“I saw everything. I told you long ago that you would achieve great things…”

"My teacher?" Xia was somewhat surprised at that moment.

Unexpectedly, I ran into an acquaintance in this underworld.

Embeddock was still smiling.

"What a wonderful encounter..."

"[The worship school] has produced a blasphemer, just like a little donkey that sucks its mother dry and then kicks her instead."

Upon hearing this, Xia couldn't help but explain:

“I love you, teacher. But you understand…”

"I know you love the truth even more."

Empedocles tried to sit down, but as his cheeks sank into the River Styx, bubbles immediately rose to the surface.

"Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle..."

That moment Xia: "..."

"Teacher, please stand up and talk. There are no chairs here."

"Gulp... Okay."

Enbedocles straightened his hunched back as much as possible and said seriously:

"So, my child, don't regret the criticism I've endured. Don't let that noise stop you from moving forward."

“As a wise man of the [Worship School], worldly demands that I not agree with you.”

“But, as Anaxxagoras’s friend and mentor, I would say…”

"Go ahead and do it; the truth is already in your hands."

“Alright, let’s move on, child.” Enbedocles nudged Naksha’s arm, urging him on.

"Your solitary quest will reach a new beginning—"

"And when you reach its end, may we meet before the truth."

"Hmm." On the dark purple water, Xia Zheng nodded at that moment:

“I assure you, teacher. May Ceres defend your thoughts.”

"..."

"I should... set off..."

"May we meet before the truth, my teacher."

Xia didn't know how long she had walked, wading through rivers, crossing bridges, climbing city walls, and strolling through courtyards...

Finally, he arrived at the outer edge of the sea of ​​flowers.

"Huh? You're dead already?"

Yan Huan, sitting on the rock, saw that moment and felt curious.

"What are you doing here? Where's Xia Die?" Xia asked at that moment.

……

after a while.

Center of the venue.

"What are you waiting for? Vote now!" shouted an unsuspecting citizen.

"Ink is dead..."

At that moment, Xia was standing in front of the pottery jar, looking like he was on his deathbed.

He opened his eyes. "Shh, be quiet!"

Then he looked to his side.

"Behold, Sersis—at this moment, at the center of the world, I will write the final step of proof..."

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"—The truth is just one step away from here."

"The answer is obvious! There is no doubt that [the return to the Golden Age] is a fallacy!"

At that moment, Xia waved his hand and threw the last pottery shard into the pottery jar.

"If anything can save Onpharos, no matter how magical the [Journey to the Fire] may be... it's a hundred times wiser than the so-called [Golden Age]!"

"Hahahahaha——!!"

With Xia's maniacal laughter, the citizens' assembly came to an end.

"The final vote has yielded the answer," Lai Gushi said earnestly.

"The outcome is quite clear."

"By the grace of Cephallus and Tarantun, in the name of the divine audience, I have seen—"

"No... Lai Gushi, wait...!" Katniss rushed to Lai Gushi's side and shouted angrily:

"Are you kidding me! The results are being announced already?!"

"Please, use your Antikythera brains to think this through! How could the Senate possibly have zero votes?!"

Did I also vote for the Golden Clan?

“That’s right.” Lai Gushi looked at Katniss, who was gradually being driven mad, and said solemnly:

“Lady Katniss, you also cast your vote for the Golden Blood. To be honest, I was one of the witnesses.”

"What?" Katniss's eyes widened, her face showing disbelief.