If you die, I will be able to inherit your cultivation.

He put the items away, storing the items arranged in the array in his storage ring, and throwing those containing the aura of Gang Jin directly into the sword box.

Zhou Ming once again emerged from the spatial portal on Sanhe Island.

As soon as he stepped out of the spatial portal, Zhou Ming appeared in the office of the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce.

The middle-aged man was engrossed in working on the accounts when he sensed someone silently appearing in the room and was startled.

Upon looking up and seeing the familiar gray mist, he immediately put on a smile and hurriedly stood up to greet her.

Zhou Ming didn't say much to him. He raised his hand and waved it, and hundreds of top-grade spirit stones fell onto the desk like raindrops, radiating spiritual light.

"This time, prepare as many identities as possible for me to operate in the Spirit Void World. Prepare as many as you can," Zhou Ming's voice came from the gray mist.

The middle-aged man's eyes lit up immediately upon hearing this.

Another big business opportunity has come knocking, and I'm going to make a fortune again.

He quickly bowed and said repeatedly, "Senior, rest assured, if it's only for use within the Spirit Void World, this identity will be much easier to obtain. Just come and collect it in three days."

Zhou Ming grunted in agreement, then turned and returned to the Qiankun Pearl world without lingering.

After crossing the spatial gate, they reappeared on the meteorite that was still carrying the Qiankun Pearl as it flew through the void.

Beyond the meteorite, there was still endless darkness and deathly silence.

Zhou Ming retrieved the Qiankun Pearl into his sea of ​​consciousness, then took out the Sumeru Shuttle and flipped himself into the boat.

He had considered setting up that ultra-long-distance teleportation array directly.

It can deploy ultra-long-distance teleportation arrays, but the environmental requirements are extremely high.

It can only be set up in a relatively stable space.

If this were in any other world, I could just find a spot, slice it flat with a single sword stroke, and set it up.

But in this void, such a simple request has become a luxury.

What's more troublesome is that this ultra-long-distance teleportation array can only send people in a general direction, and the landing point is impossible to determine.

The opposite side might be a deserted sea of ​​stars, or you might crash into a monster's lair, or fall directly into spatial turbulence.

Zhou Mingdao was not afraid. With the Qiankun Pearl by his side, he could go anywhere in the mortal world.

The only worry was that he hadn't found a suitable place to set up his formation.

It was either empty space or those fast-moving meteorites; there wasn't a single place where one could feel safe to set foot.

Zhou Ming wanted to search some more, but the three-day deadline agreed upon with the Sihai Chamber of Commerce had expired, and he had to go back to retrieve his identity first.

So Zhou Ming reattached the Qiankun Pearl to a high-speed meteorite and then jumped inside.

A moment later, he reappeared at the Sihai Chamber of Commerce.

The middle-aged man was already waiting in the office.

Upon seeing Zhou Ming, he took out a storage bag from his sleeve and respectfully handed it over with both hands.

"Senior, everything is ready. There are 30,000 identities inside, all of which are Level 3 citizen identities usable in the Spirit Void World."

"There are too many restrictions on the status of Level 2 and Level 1. I dared to make the decision, but it was not possible."

Zhou Ming took the storage bag and scanned it with his divine sense.

Sure enough, there were 30,000 gray-white beads neatly stacked inside.

Each one represents an identity that allows one to legally walk in the spiritual world.

Zhou Ming grunted in agreement, indicating that he was fairly satisfied with how the middle-aged man had handled the task.

He casually took out ten more top-grade spirit stones and tossed them over.

"Well done, here's your reward." With that, he took the storage bag and prepared to teleport away.

"Please wait, senior!"

Seeing that Zhou Ming was about to leave, the middle-aged man quickly called out, then took out a token from his storage ring and presented it with both hands.

Zhou Ming paused and turned around.

The middle-aged man held a palm-sized, black bronze token in his hands. The front was engraved with the words "Four Seas," and the back was engraved with dense sea patterns.

Seeing that Zhou Ming had not left, the middle-aged man continued speaking.

"Senior, this is the Guest Token of my Four Seas Chamber of Commerce. With this token, you can seek assistance at any Four Seas Chamber of Commerce branch in the Federation."

"Most things that can be done through official channels can be handled by our Sihai Chamber of Commerce."

"You may not need it, senior, but your subordinates will always find a way to use it."

After he finished speaking, he bowed deeply to Zhou Ming, adopting an extremely humble posture.

Zhou Ming glanced at the token and nodded.

He certainly doesn't need this brand, but there are others who can.

Only the middle-aged man remained standing there, grinning as he looked at the ten top-grade spirit stones on the table.

This deal was another big profit.

Upon returning to the Qiankun Pearl world, Zhou Ming no longer concealed himself and directly reverted to his original appearance.

After glancing at the Ming Dynasty, Zhou Ming flashed and appeared in the square outside the Qianyuan Hall of the Ming Dynasty.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, the sound of armor clashing came from all around him.

Squads of guards, as if facing a formidable enemy, pointed their long spears and short swords at Zhou Ming, instantly surrounding him completely.

Zhou Ming had been away from the Ming Dynasty for far too long.

Over two hundred years, the guards in the imperial city have changed countless times, so how could they possibly recognize him?

Zhou Ming remained motionless, standing with his hands behind his back, his face expressionless.

With his current level of cultivation, he could turn these guards to ashes with a mere breath, so why would he bother with these dutiful soldiers?

Moreover, Zhou Ming had already seen that Su Mingyue, who had been sitting cross-legged with her eyes closed, had slowly opened her eyes inside the Qian Yuan Hall.

Her divine sense had already surged out of the palace gates and swept across the square.

When Su Mingyue saw that the person who came was Zhou Ming, the corner of her mouth twitched slightly.

A moment later, a cool, clear voice came from inside the hall.

"Everyone, step back and let him in."

The sound wasn't loud, but it made everyone stop immediately. Then, under the command of the head guard, they retreated to their original positions like a tide, making way for each other.

Zhou Ming lifted his foot, stepped onto the stairs, and pushed open the door to enter.

Sunlight streamed through the windows into the hall, where Su Mingyue was already seated behind the dragon throne.

She was still wearing that black armor, her black hair tied up high, her face cold and beautiful.

When she saw Zhou Ming enter, her pupils contracted almost imperceptibly.

She originally thought that, thanks to the vast resources provided by the Ming Dynasty over the past two hundred years, she was no longer the same person she used to be.

But the person before me remains as unfathomable as an abyss.

This only proves that Zhou Ming's cultivation level is still above hers.

"Hey, our Lord Zhou actually knows how to come home!"

Su Mingyue glanced at Zhou Ming sideways, her tone carrying a hint of mockery and a subtle resentment.

Zhou Ming paused in his steps.

Su Mingyue's words really stunned him.

"Going home"—what an unfamiliar word.

Since arriving from another time and wandering ever since, I never imagined that these two words would fall upon me.

He had originally intended to maintain the airs of a high-level cultivator, but Su Mingyue's words completely shattered that image.

Zhou Ming sighed and cupped his hands in greeting to Su Mingyue.

"Your Majesty, I had no choice in the matter."

"Unable to control your own destiny? Then tell me, how exactly are you saying you're unable to control your own destiny?"

Su Mingyue leaned back slightly, looking at him with a leisurely air.

Zhou Ming remained expressionless, a perfectly measured bitterness appearing on his face as he spoke, half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"Back then, I went to clear out the high-ranking cultivators around the borders of my Great Ming Dynasty."

"Unexpectedly, I fell into their trap halfway through. By the time I managed to escape with great effort, the spatial gate leading into the inner realm had already closed."

"I have been wandering for over two hundred years, searching for my way home."

"Fortunately, heaven rewards those who persevere, and I finally found it."