The Innkeeper

Chapter 1288  What she's up to

It seemed like someone was planning an infiltration mission on the same ship that he was going to. Lex didn't want to interfere with the war. Not only did it have nothing to do with him, but he had no understanding of the story behind it either. Was there a specific person who was in the right, or was everyone just circumstantially or politically motivated? n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Regardless, Lex had also decided to stop getting involved in others problems. He was running an Inn, and while on the surface it seemed like he had the power to help others, in reality he was just creating more problems for himself.

Lex looked at the camouflage ship and estimated that it would take it one to two hours to make it to the moon shaped ship. It was best to get ahead of it. If they caused a ruckus on the ship, it might be harder to find Liz.

Instead of teleporting directly to the ship, Lex Blinked there in a series of smaller teleportations. One reason for that was that the response for the bloodline technique was so faint, he could be mistaken about the source so he needed to keep checking. Secondly, his instincts were informing him that the larger ships were more formidable than the average Earth Immortal in many senses, and that such a blatant approach would definitely be detected.

For a moment, Lex pondered over whether he could cut through the entire ship in one strike. It was pretty big, and had various defenses. Then again, he was an abnormally strong Earth Immortal, and he did not just understand the limits of his strength.

At first, he thought he did, but soon discovered that his body was still steadily becoming stronger. It seemed that Cassandra was not wrong in stating that it takes the average cultivator ten years to get used to each level in the immortal realm. That was too long for Lex - he had to discover a way to speed things up.

Soon he reached close enough to the ship, and realized that teleportation was more difficult. A quick glance with his left eye revealed the problem to him. Much in the way that displaying a Domain strengthened one law, displacing others, the ship was somehow strengthening the laws around it. But it was not a random, mindless strengthening. Instead, the laws around the ship were being influenced to remain in a certain state.

What was interesting was that Lex could feel that there was nothing directly influencing laws to be that way, in the way tenets direct laws. Rather, it seemed like the presence of the ship itself was forcing the laws to themselves act in a certain way.

A gleam passed through Lex's eyes. He sensed that he had stumbled onto another secret, and that learning it might bring him deeper understanding of laws once more. He was hesitant, since he didn't want to initiate a tribulation right here, but it wasn't like he could just give up on such a juicy reward?

The thought of tribulations reminded him, what had Cassandra said he might encounter in his tribulation? A Farham? Was that the name of the lightning creatures that kept attacking him? He'd have to find out.

Although Lex was certain that he could continue to teleport, he didn't push it. Before he was an immortal, he could teleport using only his affinity, unaware of the changes he was causing in laws. Now, technically, he should have been able to do the same.

But since he was unaccustomed to his newfound strength and abilities, he often found himself unconsciously influencing laws with his every action. As a result, if he teleported, he might cause a disturbance in the laws, so he avoided it. He was close enough to the ship anyway.

He allocated a certain amount of his attention towards controlling his tenet, keeping it subdued.

He flew through the vacuum of space, completely unaffected by the cosmic radiation which once required so much effort to resist. He approached the surface of the ship and noticed that the gray material was just a protective outer cover, while underneath it was a thick layer of metal.

Lex entered his soul state and pushed right through it, though even in this state he felt a mild resistance. The protective layer of this ship was quite impressive, Lex almost considered hiring a few of the people who made this ship as workers at the Inn.

He still wasn't able to properly make use of the ship he got from the Cthulhu since it was too complicated, and required a trained staff. He was making progress on it though.

The inside of the ship consisted of countless corridors, carefully structured to fit between the numerous machines that kept the ship operational, and also provided access to each and every part of the ship, in case it ever needed repairs or access.

Lex ignored the organizational structure of the cricket-like insects, and instead focused on his bloodline signal. It was slightly stronger now that he was inside the ship, and it was moving!

Remaining within his soul state, Lex flew through the walls of the ship, avoiding detection, while at the same time trying to understand how the ship influenced laws. So far, he could not see anything that seemed like it could so much as sense the laws, let alone influence it.

It was fascinating how a race, where even the strongest of them was merely at the Golden core realm, had produced such impressive and powerful machinery.

Since he could not teleport, it took Lex nearly twenty minutes to reach the depths of the ship, where the bloodline signal was coming from. Since he saw thousands of cryogenically frozen captives, he was afraid that Liz might be one of them. Fortunately, he soon found her, and learned that it did not seem to be the case.

But, she was definitely a stowaway. He watched with amusement as Liz hid in what was effectively a broom closet for the spaceship, a wooly dog hiding right beside her. Instead of immediately revealing himself, he decided to see what she was up to.