TWANGGGGG—!
Across a hundred light-years of starry space, Pei Xuan’s [Galactic 200%-Bounce-Back Mirror Shield] snapped forward like the string of a supreme divine bow!
Inside the elastic iron-mud barrier, the fifty-light-year beam of black destruction energy—already doubled in power by Abacus Su’s [200% Late-Toll Multiplier Rune]—was neatly divided by the Rank 9 Wormhole Mirror into one hundred and eight precision-guided beams!
“Wait! Hold on!” Hong Ling suddenly shouted from the train platform below, waving her ledger book up at Pei Xuan. “Lord! Don’t let that bounced beam hit their underground treasure vaults or their herb gardens! My accounting clerks already have their calculators packed to go count those Spirit Stones!”
“And don’t blow up their outer-sect kitchens or dormitories either!” Old Guo added, poking his head out of the dining car with a soup ladle. “Those poor outer-sect disciples haven’t had a decent meal in centuries! We need those kitchen buildings to set up our free soup stations!”
Pei Xuan laughed up in the starry sky and tapped a finger in the air.
“Don’t worry,” Pei Xuan said warmly. “Our Dry-Well bounce-back array has always had automatic property-preservation targeting. It only tracks the exact Qi signatures of the people who fired the cannon—along with their useless decorative gates and solid-gold vanity statues!”
