Sorry, I'm a Cultivator

Soon, Qin Ning rested a hand on Elder Wu's shoulder, and then the two vanished from where they stood.

In about a minute or so, they arrived at Wei Star.

Inside a base.

A massive command center.

Thousands of personnel were bustling about, all intently staring at their computer screens and issuing various commands.

"Young Master Qin!"

When they saw Qin Ning and Elder Wu, Lin Tiannan, the head commander, immediately lit up with joy.

After tracking for some time, he had learned that the incoming mothership fleet approaching Wei Star was something the planet simply could not withstand.

Against a civilization of that caliber, the only one in the entire universe capable of protecting Wei Star was someone like Qin Ning.

"What's the situation? How much further?" Qin Ning asked.

Lin Tiannan led him and Elder Wu to a computer screen and pointed at the image on it.

"About one light-year away. At their current speed, they should arrive above Wei Star in about ten minutes," Lin Tiannan said.

A distance of one light-year covered in ten minutes.

Such speed showed that this foreign civilization was indeed highly advanced, and it was no wonder Wei Star had no way to defend itself.

"The main issue is their weapons," Lin Tiannan said grimly. "Elder Wu and I are both at the Meridian Condensation stage, but if their weapons hit us, we wouldn't die immediately, but we'd at least suffer severe injuries."

Lately, Wei Star, like Earth, had established a cultivation base and trained a decent number of cultivators. But time was too short; the highest cultivation level among them was only around the third or fourth layer of Body Refinement.

Under these circumstances, whether through the cultivator alliance or pure technology, Wei Star had no real way to resist the invasion of that higher civilization.

"Let's go. Since they're almost here, let's take a look outside."

With that, Qin Ning led Lin Tiannan and Elder Wu to the square outside the command center.

Dozens of aerial motherships were parked there—the strongest technology Wei Star could currently muster.

But compared to interstellar motherships, these aerial motherships were basically like toys.

Wei Star originally had about a hundred aerial motherships.

But during a previous skirmish with one of the enemy's scout motherships, Wei Star lost nearly half of them.

It was clear just how vast the gap between the two sides truly was.

"Young Master Qin, are we just waiting here?" Lin Tiannan couldn't help asking in the square.

The incoming mothership fleet consisted of over a dozen ships.

And Wei Star was vast—what guarantee was there they would show up right here in this sky?

"Right here," Qin Ning said, nodding.

He had already released his divine sense and sensed that the mothership fleet had locked onto this location.

The reason was simple. This place was Wei Star's highest command center. If they destroyed it, they could occupy the entire Wei Star without any effort.

And sure enough, just as Qin Ning had thought.

A few minutes later, over a dozen massive motherships tore through the atmosphere.

Each one was terrifyingly huge, like a city in itself, and they eventually hovered about ten thousand meters above the ground.

At that distance, if they all fired simultaneously, the entire Wei Star would be left in ruins.

If not for Qin Ning standing beside them, Lin Tiannan and Elder Wu would have been in utter despair by now.

"Young Master Qin, what should we do?" Elder Wu asked.

"No rush. They seem to be sending people down," Qin Ning said, narrowing his eyes as he stared at one of the motherships above.

Just as he finished speaking, a beam of light shot down, bringing over a dozen figures to the ground.

They were about a dozen beings from an alien civilization, wearing high-tech protective suits.

Their appearance was no different from the people of Earth or Wei Star.

"Blah blah blah blah…"

The leading middle-aged man scanned Qin Ning, Elder Wu, and Lin Tiannan with his gaze and rattled off something.

But because of the language barrier, Lin Tiannan and Elder Wu didn't understand a word.

The middle-aged man frowned, realizing they couldn't understand him, and wondered how to communicate.

Qin Ning casually raised a hand, and suddenly, Lin Tiannan and Elder Wu's minds were flooded with foreign memories.

"We are from the Saxing Empire," the middle-aged man said again. "We hereby officially notify you: this planet is now annexed by Saxing. All its resources belong to us, and all its people will be our slaves."

Upon hearing this, Lin Tiannan and Elder Wu were furious. "What? You annex our Wei Star, seize our resources, and make us slaves?"

The middle-aged man was momentarily surprised that they could suddenly understand him and even speak the Saxing language.

But he didn't dwell on it. He simply snorted coldly. "This is a notification, not a negotiation. You have ten minutes to surrender. Otherwise…"

A chilling light flickered in his eyes, and he sneered contemptuously. "Don't say we Saxing people bully a lowly civilization like yours. We're known across this universe for being honorable."

"Here's the deal: if any of you can defeat him, I'll give you one extra day to think it over."

He pointed to a burly man beside him.

The man stepped forward. He was tall, built like a wild bull, with muscles rippling all over. He boasted arrogantly, "My name is Ba Mie. I'm Saxing's national freestyle fighting champion. I'll give you a chance—you three can come at me together."

"Freestyle what?" Qin Ning blinked.

"Freestyle fighting champion," Ba Mie said loudly.

"What kind of champion?" Qin Ning asked again.

"Freestyle fighting champion! Are you deaf or something?" Ba Mie, irritated, felt like the man was mocking him.

"Wa!"

Just as he was about to charge forward and smash Qin Ning with one punch, Qin Ning casually raised a hand. An invisible force formed like a giant palm, gripping Ba Mie's throat and lifting him off the ground.

"Ugh… ugh…"

With his throat crushed by the invisible hand, Ba Mie's face was full of terror. He tried to speak but couldn't make a sound.

"Freestyle fighting champion, huh? Sorry, I cultivate immortality," Qin Ning said in a calm voice.

Then, with a slight squeeze of his hand, he crushed Ba Mie into a puff of ash.