HPDBC Chapter 895 Xinglin's Ambition
Chapter 895 Xinglin's Ambition
"Bloodline?"
The War King was stunned for a moment.
Ji Changyue nodded slightly.
"What His Lord needs is more than just the resources and wealth that Hydra currently possesses."
A sharp light flashed in her eyes.
"What the Lord needs is—bloodline."
"Bloodline?"
A hint of surprise flashed in Xinglin's eyes.
"What do you gentlemen mean?"
Ji Changyue spoke calmly, "Within each constellation, there are countless star sectors and star fields. For the master, these places are all fertile land yet to be explored."
"Every galaxy is a resource."
"Every star is a treasure."
"From the master's perspective, as long as they can be incorporated into the master's bloodline, that's the master's will."
The expressions on the faces of all the high-ranking officials changed.
Bloodline?
What they mean is...
The War King couldn't help but ask again for clarification.
"Does Your Excellency mean... that the Lord wants to recruit more... female war goddess-level powerhouses?"
Ji Changyue shook her head.
"Not a high-level combatant."
Her gaze swept over the crowd, her voice calm yet carrying an undeniable authority.
"What the Lord needs is—bloodline."
"Bloodline?"
A hint of surprise flashed in Xinglin's eyes.
"What do you gentlemen mean?"
Ji Changyue's voice carried a hint of coldness.
"The master's bloodline needs to spread throughout the entire galaxy."
"Every star sector, every star field, needs to retain the bloodline of its master."
"This is the true meaning of the Spark Program."
The War King's eyes widened suddenly.
"You mean... the Lord wants..."
He swallowed hard, his voice filled with disbelief.
"Does His Majesty wish for his bloodline... to permeate every corner of Hydra?"
Ji Changyue nodded slightly.
"That's right."
Her gaze swept over the crowd.
"Anyone of the right age and with the right conditions can become a bearer of the Lord's bloodline."
"A female war goddess of interstellar prowess is naturally the first choice."
"But ordinary women, as long as they meet the requirements, are also within the master's consideration."
Upon hearing this, everyone in the conference room was stunned.
They also thought that the man was going to rule the entire constellation Hydra, seize all its resources, become its master, and even extend his influence to other constellations, just as he had to Hydra.
Unexpectedly, coming from the mouths of the man's representatives—the ten female war goddesses—it was revealed that this man simply wanted to extend his bloodline to the entire Hydra constellation.
To dominate the constellation of Hydra, just for women, just for bloodlines?!
That's ridiculous!
Although the War King found it absurd, he readily agreed to cooperate.
"Your Majesty's plan will be fully supported by your subordinate!"
He spoke almost without hesitation.
"My family has two female war goddesses of interstellar war god level. I will definitely persuade them to serve our lord!"
He thought to himself that the man's strength had become so great that it was enough to overturn the entire Hydra constellation.
As long as he can cling to this powerful figure, he would be willing to give up not only two female warriors, but even all the women in his family!
Jiang Yulan looked at the War King's anxious appearance, a hint of amusement flashing in her eyes.
"King of War."
Her voice was flat.
The War King immediately bowed his head: "I am here."
Jiang Yulan spoke calmly.
"You've misunderstood."
The War King was stunned for a moment.
"mistake?"
A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.
Jiang Yulan stood with her hands behind her back, her gaze sweeping over the crowd.
"Ji Changyue has already made it very clear."
Her voice was calm, yet it carried an undeniable authority.
"What the lord needs is not high-level combat power."
"It's not that, it's that—bloodline."
"It's not only female war goddesses of interstellar war god level who can become bearers of the Lord's bloodline."
"It's all those who meet the criteria."
The War King's eyes widened suddenly.
You mean...
Jiang Yulan's voice carried a hint of coldness.
"That's right."
"What the Lord needs are all those who meet the criteria."
"Whether it's a space god of war, an ordinary martial artist, or even the lowest-ranking mortal—"
"Anyone who meets the requirements can become a bearer of the Lord's bloodline."
Upon hearing this, everyone in the conference room was completely dumbfounded.
War King, Xing Lin, and all the high-ranking officials were dumbfounded!
This adult's idea is insane!
Everyone?!
He's going to...
Is this an attempt to permeate every corner of Hydra with one's bloodline?!
Every social class?!
This approach has completely exceeded their expectations!
The War King's expression turned extremely strange.
He initially thought the man simply wanted to recruit some powerful female warriors to serve as his fighting force.
Take these ten female warriors in front of us, for example.
Unexpectedly, he wanted to permeate his bloodline throughout the entire constellation Hydra!
From the highest-ranking interstellar war god to the lowest-ranking mortal woman—
Anyone who meets the requirements must become a bearer of his bloodline!
This was completely beyond his imagination!
Xinglin's eyes also flickered with a complex light, but she immediately stepped forward, her voice tinged with urgency.
"Your Majesty, I am willing to serve you and be the vanguard in promoting your bloodline!"
Her eyes shone with a fiery light.
"I have cultivated connections and influence within the Hydra constellation for many years."
"If Your Majesty is willing, I am willing to personally select suitable candidates!"
Jiang Yulan looked at Xinglin's anxious appearance, a hint of amusement flashing in her eyes.
Ji Changyue, standing beside him, shook her head slightly, her voice tinged with helplessness.
"Xinglin, you still haven't grasped your master's meaning."
Xinglin's body trembled slightly, and a hint of panic flashed in her eyes.
Please enlighten me, sir!
Jiang Yulan stood with her hands behind her back, her gaze sweeping over the crowd.
"It's not up to you to choose."
Her voice was calm, yet it carried an undeniable authority.
"Instead—education should be provided to all without discrimination."
"Education should be provided to all without discrimination?"
Xinglin was stunned for a moment.
Ji Changyue stepped forward and added:
"Extend this to every galaxy, to every single galaxy."
Her gaze swept over the War King and Xinglin.
"By participating in this Spark Program, you can gain the opportunity to improve your strength."
"Resources, potions, and cultivation techniques—everything you could want!"
"Your cooperation is needed for these things."
War King and Xinglin's pupils suddenly contracted.
"Resources, potions, cultivation techniques... everything you could want?"
The War King's voice trembled slightly.
You mean...
Ji Changyue nodded slightly.
"That's right."
Her voice was calm, yet carried a hint of arrogance.
"It's voluntary, as long as the conditions are met."
"Don't force it."
Jiang Yulan's gaze fell on the War King.
"Anyone who meets the requirements can participate in the Spark Program."
"But it must be voluntary; it must never be forced."
"This is the master's bottom line."
A complex light flickered in the War King's eyes.
He finally understood.
That man didn't just want to rule Hydra.
What he wanted was—
His bloodline permeated every corner of Hydra.
Every galaxy.
Every social class.
Whether it's a high-ranking interstellar war god or a lowly mortal woman—
Anyone who meets the requirements can become a bearer of his bloodline.
In return, those women will gain unimaginable opportunities.
Resources, potions, and cultivation techniques—
These things, which were plundered from the upper echelons and were unattainable for ordinary people, were nothing more than gifts that the man could bestow at will.
too crazy!
A fit of rage for a beautiful woman?
No, it's an anger for the sake of blood!
"The Lord's gesture... is too grand..."
The War King looked on with awe.
"I understand!"
"I am willing to serve the Spark Project!"
Xinglin immediately stepped forward as well.
"I finally understand."
"What the Lord desires is—"
May his bloodline, like a spark, spread throughout the constellation Hydra.
"Spark Program".
"This name is so fitting."
Xinglin stepped forward, her voice filled with barely concealed excitement.
"Your Majesty, I am willing to serve the Spark Project!"
"I will definitely spread this news throughout the entire constellation of Hydra!"
"Let every eligible woman know about this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"
The other high-ranking officials also spoke up.
"I'm willing too!"
"Your subordinates will mobilize all the resources of Hydra to support the promotion of Project Spark!"
"I will have this message spread to every galaxy!"
Jiang Yulan looked at their eager expressions of submission, a hint of satisfaction flashing in her eyes.
"very good."
She stood with her hands behind her back, her voice calm yet carrying an undeniable authority.
"Now that's the case, do you understand?"
War King and Xinglin exchanged a glance and replied in unison:
"I understand!"
"Your Majesty, I understand!"
Other senior executives also spoke up:
"We understand!"
"I am willing to serve you, sir!"
Jiang Yulan nodded slightly.
"very good."
Her gaze swept over the crowd.
"Remember, Project Spark is the master's core strategy."
"No one should outwardly comply while inwardly disagreeing."
"If anyone dares to use this opportunity to make money, or force women to participate—"
A cold glint flashed in her eyes.
"My master will not let this go unpunished."
War King and Xinglin trembled slightly and nodded quickly.
"Your subordinate wouldn't dare!"
"Your Majesty, I dare not!"
Jiang Yulan nodded slightly and turned to look at Ji Changyue and the others.
"Sisters, let's go and report to our master."
"Yes, sister."
Ji Changyue, Yao Suyun, and the others responded in unison.
……
Inside the conference room, the figures of the ten female warriors slowly disappeared.
The War King looked in the direction they had left and let out a long breath.
"Lord War King, are we really going to carry out this... Spark Project?"
A trusted aide behind him couldn't help but speak up, his voice tinged with doubt.
The War King turned around, his gaze sweeping over his trusted confidant, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
"Do you have a problem with that?"
The confidant trembled slightly and quickly lowered his head.
"Your subordinate wouldn't dare..."
The War King stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze fixed on the distant starry sky.
"We have no choice."
His voice was calm, yet tinged with a hint of helplessness.
The image of that dark golden figure that blotted out the sky, and the scene of that terrifying beast instantly shattering, flashed through his mind.
Even the monstrous beasts of the starry sky, which he himself could not contend with, were nothing more than ants before him...
"Produce a complete plan within one day."
The War King's voice carried a hint of determination.
"We want to show that person our sincerity."
"Yes, sir!"
……
at the same time.
Xinglin led her team and quickly left the meeting area.
Her face was calm, but a burning light shone deep in her eyes.
"Lady Xinglin, do you really believe in that Spark Project?"
One of his trusted confidants couldn't help but speak up.
Xinglin glanced sideways, her voice calm.
What do you think?
The confidant hesitated for a moment.
"I find...this plan utterly absurd. What that man actually wants is..."
Xinglin stopped and turned around.
Her gaze fell on her trusted confidant, her eyes flashing with a cold light.
The confidante trembled slightly; she could feel the coldness in Xinglin's gaze.
"My lord... that's not what I meant..."
Xinglin didn't say anything.
She simply stared silently at her trusted confidant, her gaze as cold as frost.
The surrounding temperature seemed to drop several degrees suddenly.
The other subordinates didn't dare to utter a sound and stood respectfully to the side.
They had never seen Xinglin with such an expression before.
That proud empress, that once gentle and tender Lady Xinglin, was now like an ice sculpture, cold, majestic, and devoid of any emotion.
"explain."
Xinglin's voice was calm, yet it carried an undeniable air of authority.
The confidant's body trembled violently.
She knew she had said the wrong thing.
Lady Xinglin just referred to herself as "your humble servant" in front of that person, expressing her absolute submission to him.
Yet, he himself called that official's plan "absurd" in front of her—
Isn't that just asking for death?!
"My lord... this subordinate... this subordinate only misspoke..."
Her voice carried a hint of fear.
A hint of coldness flashed in Xinglin's eyes.
"A slip of the tongue?"
She murmured softly.
The next moment—
"Buzz—!!!"
A crimson light burst forth from Xing Lin's palm!
The confidant's face instantly turned ashen.
"No--!!!"
She tried to escape, but it was too late!
The crimson light instantly enveloped her entire body, pinning her firmly to the spot!
"Sir!! Spare your life!!!"
Her voice was tinged with fear.
But Xinglin's eyes remained completely unmoved.
"How long have you been following me?"
Her voice was flat.
The confidant was taken aback for a moment.
"Reporting to Your Excellency... three hundred years..."
Xinglin nodded slightly.
"Three hundred years."
Her voice carried a hint of emotion.
"You were one of my earliest subordinates."
A glimmer of hope flashed in the eyes of that trusted confidant.
"My lord... I have served you for three hundred years..."
A complex light flashed in Xinglin's eyes.
"That's right."
Her voice was calm.
"For three hundred years, you have remained loyal to me."
A flicker of wild joy flashed in the eyes of that confidant.
Does Lady Xinglin intend to let her go?
however--
"But that's precisely why."
Xinglin's voice suddenly turned cold.
"You should understand better what you should say and what you shouldn't say."
The confidant's face instantly turned ashen.
"Sir...sir..."
A cold light flashed in Xinglin's eyes.
"You should know very well what I meant in the meeting just now..."
Her voice carried a hint of coldness.
The confidant's body trembled violently.
Of course she knew.
In this world where the strong rule, when a woman voluntarily refers to herself as "your humble servant," it means that she has already regarded that man as her master.
Complete and unreserved surrender.
Yet, he dared to call that person's plan "absurd" right after the ten female war goddesses, who were his representatives, had left.
This is no longer a simple slip of the tongue.
This is disrespectful to the Lord!
"My lord... I know I was wrong..."
The confidant's voice trembled slightly.
A hint of coldness flashed in Xinglin's eyes.
"Do you know you were wrong?"
She murmured softly.
"If you truly knew you were wrong, you wouldn't say such things to me."
The confidant's face instantly turned ashen.
She wanted to explain, but Xinglin didn't give her a chance at all.
"Buzz—!!!"
The crimson light suddenly tightened!
"puff--!!!"
The confidant's body instantly collapsed to his knees under the pressure of that light.
Her face was ashen, fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and her breathing became rapid.
"Sir... have mercy on me..."
Her voice carried a hint of pleading.
Xinglin looked at her quietly, her eyes showing no emotion.
"You've followed me for three hundred years, and I've always considered you my confidant."
Her voice was calm, yet carried a hint of coldness.
I thought you understood what I was thinking.
A flicker of fear flashed in the eyes of the trusted aide.
"My lord... I truly know I was wrong..."
Xinglin shook her head slightly.
"No."
Her voice carried a hint of coldness.
"You don't know you're wrong."
"You're just scared."
The confidant's body trembled slightly.
A sharp light flashed in Xinglin's eyes.
"If you truly know you've done wrong, you should understand that any disrespect for the Lord is unforgivable."
Her voice was as cold as frost.
"Whether in public or in private."
The confidant's face turned ashen.
She had never seen Xinglin with such an expression before.
The empress, who was once gentle and loving towards them, was now like an ice sculpture, cold, dignified, and devoid of any emotion.
"Sir...sir..."
Her voice trembled slightly.
A hint of coldness flashed in Xinglin's eyes.
"Three hundred years of friendship, it ends here today."
The confidant's eyes widened suddenly.
"No——!! Sir——!!!"
She tried to break free, but her cultivation level was far inferior to Xinglin's, and she was unable to resist at all.
"take away."
Xinglin spoke calmly, her voice devoid of any emotion.
Two female warriors immediately stepped forward and subdued the confidant.
"Sir——!! Spare your life——!!!"
The confidant's voice carried a hint of despair.
But Xinglin completely ignored her.
She simply turned around quietly, her gaze falling on her subordinates who stood respectfully behind her.
The faces of his subordinates all turned pale.
They had never seen Xinglin so stern.
Xinglin's gaze swept over them, and every female warrior who met her eyes involuntarily lowered her head.
"Lady Xinglin...this..."
A female warrior mustered her courage and spoke.
Xinglin's voice was flat.
"What's wrong? Do you think my handling of the situation was wrong?"
The female warrior's body trembled slightly.
"My lord... handled it well..."
Xinglin nodded slightly.
"The Spark Program is a strategy personally devised by the Lord."
Her voice carried a hint of coldness.
"Any disrespect for the Lord is unforgivable."
She turned around and glanced at the crowd.
"I will only say this once."
"If anyone dares to show any disrespect to the Lord again—"
A cold glint flashed in her eyes.
"Don't blame me for not being sentimental."
"Yes, sir!"
The female warriors responded in unison, their voices trembling slightly.
Xinglin's gaze swept over the crowd behind her.
Her eyes were deep and unfathomable, yet at this moment they gleamed with a sharp light.
"Let's go."
Xinglin spoke calmly.
"The Spark Program is a strategy personally devised by the Lord, and we must fully cooperate with it."
Her voice was calm, yet it carried an undeniable authority.
"Yes, sir!"
The female warriors responded in unison.
As they followed Xinglin's footsteps, a complex mix of emotions welled up within them.
……
As Xinglin left, a chill ran through the female subordinates.
They had never seen Xinglin so stern.
The once gentle and tender Empress was now like an ice sculpture, cold, majestic, and devoid of any emotion.
"Lady Xinglin...why did things turn out like this...?"
A top-tier Valkyrie couldn't help but murmur softly.
Another peak-level Valkyrie beside her immediately covered her mouth and lowered her voice.
"Shh! Keep your voice down! If the adults hear you, you're finished!"
The Valkyrie's face turned deathly pale.
She could feel the air around her getting cold.
They all understood that from this moment on, Xinglin had completely changed.
Any disrespect towards that man is unforgivable.
Once this red line is crossed, the fate will be the same as that of that confidant.
"Remember this: from now on, under no circumstances should you show any disrespect to the Lord."
An older, half-step War God said in a low voice.
The other Valkyries nodded in agreement.
They remembered this well.
……
Xinglin could sense the shock and confusion in everyone's hearts.
They don't understand.
I don't understand why that proud empress would refer to herself as "your subject" in front of that man.
I don't understand why she would treat her trusted confidants so harshly.
I don't understand why she would be so loyal to that man.
She knew that many of her subordinates were still thinking about the past.
They may still be reminiscing about Lady Xinglin, who once championed the dignity of women.
But they didn't understand.
She once championed the dignity of women because she needed the support of those female warriors at that time.
She needed to use that slogan to rally those female warriors around her, forming a force that could rival the War King.
But now, the situation is different.
She encountered a truly powerful person.
An existence so powerful that even the War King could not compare to it.
Such an existence is worth her giving everything to follow.
Those so-called slogans about women's dignity in the past are nothing but a joke in the face of true power.
She knew very well that if she didn't seize this opportunity, she would never be able to reach a higher level.
Therefore, she chose to submit.
But Xinglin wouldn't explain.
She wouldn't let anyone know her true thoughts.
In this world, there are no permanent friends, only permanent interests.
Xinglin has always been a pragmatic person.
She was willing to do anything to become the Human King, even if it was only a half-step Human King.
And now, that man is the ladder for her to reach a higher level.
As long as she can cling to this powerful figure, her future will be limitless.