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Chapter 1911 Moons

33 Immortal worlds, over 100 Spirit worlds, many mortal worlds, and then worlds with no life. Everything he saw in the sky was a place one could visit.

It was a surreal thought for Alex now that he had finally come to one of those stars he used to look up to while in his home world.

"One of those is where my parents and the rest are," Alex said. "And one of those is also where your ancestors are from."

Pearl stared at the sky. "Is there no way of telling which is which?" he asked.

"Probably there is," Alex said. "But I wouldn\'t know. This is new territory for me. I\'m surprised there are two moons here. I never thought I would see two moons when I look up at the sky."

Pearl and Whisker looked at the moons. One of the moons was brighter and pale white?in color. The other one was a silver moon that was slightly duller than one but appeared more eye-catching in the sky.

"One of them is smaller than the other one," Whisker pointed out.

"Smaller?" Alex looked at the moon. "No, it looks… actually, it does look somewhat smaller. Huh? Maybe it\'s a smaller moon than the other one. Or maybe it is farther away."

Alex thought the answer he gave was a proper one, but even as he gave it, something inside him told him he was wrong. Something irked him about the explanation he gave regarding the moons, but he wasn\'t sure what it was.

Something was wrong with what he was looking at in the sky.

"Brother!" Whisker called out in a surprised tone as he stood on his hind legs and looked at the sky, pointing with his tiny paw. "Isn\'t the smaller moon… ours?"

"Ours?" Alex asked and looked at the sky. His eyes slowly widened as he realized Whisker was correct.

The pale silver moon he looked at in the sky was indeed the same one he saw from the world he came from.

"What?" Alex stood up, staring directly at the moon. "How… is that possible?"

How could the same moon he saw from his world be visible from this world as well? Were those the same moons? Or were they different? Or was he just losing it?

As Alex questioned his?own?sanity, he remembered a piece of information he had learned so long ago that he had thrown it into the back of his head, forgetting about it as something unimportant to him at the time.

One could travel from one world to another without the use of a teleportation formation so long as they used a ship to go to the other world. It took a long time to do so, taking dozens of years if not centuries to do so.

But if one could find a means to survive such a long time in outer space where there was no air or Qi, one could indeed reach the other world.

However, despite the cultivators of higher realms being capable of such a large distance, they had never managed to travel to the moon just yet. The moon was just that far.

"The moon is the same one," Alex said as he explained to his beasts what he understood. "It is so far away that it appears the same no matter where you are."

That made Alex question just how large the moon was. If massive worlds containing billions upon billions of humans looked like twinkling stars in the night, then how gargantuan did something have to be to truly stick out in the night sky?

Alex feared thatthere was no one in this world that couldtell him that answer. He could only stare up at the sky and wonder.

The three of them could no longer enjoy the night sky as something beautiful, but instead something that contained mysteries that they wanted answers to.

So, they decided to returnbackto the house, going back to what would soon be their regular day.

Joining a sect, becoming an Outer Sect disciple, and having to now do some missions to get some contribution points brought back a nostalgic feeling for Alex.

How long had it been since he had been part of a sect?

The last time he remembered being a proper disciple of the sect was the night when the Scarlet City was attacked by those bandits, the very same night when his Master had died.

It had been a few days already since he had joined the sect, so after some time of cultivating by himself, Alex decided to go see more of the sect and see if he could take on some mission.

Alex walked out of the courtyard, making his way toward the valley. As he walked outside, a young man walked down the side of the mountain.

He stopped in his tracks, looking at Alex with a surprised look on his face.

"Are you new here?" he asked Alex.

Alex nodded. "Just joined the sect a week ago," he answered.

"Oh, same here," the young man said excitedly. "I joined 2 months ago. I am Tai Guidao."

"Greetings, brother Tai. I am Dawnblade. It is nice to meet you."

Tai Guidao was a young man who was slightly shorter than Alex with a round face and short hair. He came from the eastern region of the Blue Silk Continent, where his family hadapparentlydied during a beast horde attack.

He had wandered the region for about 2000 years before he became an Immortal about a few years ago. He had continued being a rogue cultivator past that point too, but it became too difficult for a new Immortal to do anything.

As such, he had decided to finally join a sect.

"What about you, brother Dawnblade? Where are you from?" the man asked.

"I come from a lower realm called the 3rd Major Spirit realm," Alex answered. "I ascended here a little more than a month ago."

"Oh! Someone from a lower realm? How old are you?"

The two conversed as they made their way toward the valley where they were both going to take on a mission.

"I still rank at the very bottom," Tai Guidao told Alex. "The physique is hard to cultivate so soon. I fear it will take me quite some time before it can consume poison without fear."

Alex nodded. He had read a bit about the Poison Fighting Physique and understood that it wasn\'t a physique that one could easily learn. He had wondered if he needed to learn the physique to be part of the sect, and read through the rules carefully so he didn\'t break any.

In the end, the only requirement regarding the physique at all was that one survived a poison during the Poison Assembly. Anything else was not needed.

As such, Alex chose to not cultivate the physiqueso as tonot bother himself with learning something that wasclearlyquite useless to him.