Bai Yue did not deliberately conceal his cultivation realm.
To him, realm alone could never fully represent strength. Even if others learned of it, there was nothing they could truly do about it.
"What about teleportation arrays?" Bai Yue asked calmly, finally voicing the question he cared about most.
Yu Baojiang nodded with a wry smile.
"So Mr. Bai is looking for teleportation arrays. According to the records we've compiled, when the cultivators of the past left this world, they indeed relied on teleportation arrays."
He paused, then continued with some regret.
"Unfortunately, almost all of those arrays are sealed by ancient formations. With our current cultivation level, even if we know their approximate locations, we simply can't enter them. The formations repel us outright."
"However," Yu Baojiang added, "over the years, we've still identified several suspected locations. Perhaps because our cultivation is too low, we couldn't perceive anything unusual there. I'll send those coordinates to Mr. Bai later. With your realm, you may be able to see what we cannot."
"There are actually suspected locations?" Bai Yue's eyes lit up slightly. "That's already a huge help. Thank you."
"It's nothing," Yu Baojiang replied frankly. "If it helps you, Mr. Bai, then it helps us as well. If a teleportation array is truly found… that might be an opportunity for all of us."
As the conversation continued, the topic gradually shifted.
Before long, it turned into a group discussion, with everyone surrounding Bai Yue and asking about cultivation.
He did not refuse.
Having walked two vastly different cultivation paths and standing many levels above them, guiding cultivators who had only just formed True Qi was effortless for him. Often, with just a few words, the confusion that had plagued them for years would suddenly clear.
It had to be said—anyone capable of cultivating True Qi in an environment like Earth possessed extraordinary talent.
With only slight guidance, many of them could grasp the core principles immediately.
If these people were born in a world with abundant Heaven and Earth spiritual energy, increasing their overall cultivation by one or two major realms would not be difficult at all.
Unfortunately, time and fate were cruel.
Earth was firmly locked in the Age of Dharma Decline. How long this state would last was unknown, and whether these people would ever have the chance to walk the path toward immortality remained uncertain.
For the two days following his breakthrough, Bai Yue treated it as a rare period of relaxation.
Occasionally, he would enter the collection room, take out a few classics, then sit in the small courtyard. While reading, he would casually chat with everyone, answering questions as they came.
The days passed quietly and comfortably.
"Mr. Bai, are you preparing to return?"
Yu Baojiang, who had been absent for several days, suddenly appeared in the backyard, stopping Bai Yue as he was about to leave.
"The purpose of this trip has already been achieved," Bai Yue replied calmly. "There's no need to stay longer. Besides, the company is very busy—it's better for me to return early."
Seeing that Bai Yue had already made up his mind, Yu Baojiang did not try to persuade him further.
He personally drove Bai Yue to the capital airport and only turned back after watching him board the plane.
At eight o'clock that evening, the plane landed punctually at Longdongbao Airport in G Province.
At the exit, Bai Yue quickly got into the vehicle sent by Tiangong Group and returned to his private manor.
The very next morning, he arrived at Tiangong Group headquarters early, convened all senior executives, and listened to reports on the situation during his absence.
In the half month he had been away, various state departments had signed multiple cooperation agreements with Tiangong Group. All major subsidiaries were now operating at full capacity.
"Boss, you're finally back!" Huang Yuanmei exclaimed as soon as the meeting began.
"I've only been gone for less than half a month," Bai Yue laughed. "And our most beautiful CEO already can't hold on?"
He could understand her pressure.
The partners they had dealt with recently were no longer ordinary enterprises, but central enterprises and confidential units, many deeply tied to the military industry. None of them were easy to handle.
"Of course it's stressful," Huang Yuanmei said helplessly. "Before, we were negotiating with businessmen. Now it's all people with ranks and backgrounds. None of them can be offended."
"That's right," Han Jun added with a sigh. "Yesterday, the chairman of Chengdu Aircraft and the director of the Navy's 616 Research Institute were arguing right in my office, both demanding priority access to materials."
"You don't need to worry about that," Bai Yue said calmly.
"Just follow procedures and regulations. I don't believe they'd dare to overstep."
"What we need to do now is simple—expand production capacity as much as possible. Hire when needed, and don't be stingy with salaries."
The Birth of the Ghost Project
Rongcheng—the Land of Abundance.
Inside the aircraft manufacturing base, a strangely shaped fighter was undergoing rapid modification. Its silhouette still vaguely resembled the J-20, but the changes were unmistakable.
Last year, thanks to materials supplied by Tiangong Group, the J-20's long-standing "heart disease" had been completely cured. Its engine performance skyrocketed, the fuselage strength improved, and its overall capabilities far exceeded original design expectations.
Half a month ago, the design team received a new directive:
Redesign a next-generation fighter based on newly issued technical data.
When they opened the data, everyone was stunned.
If all the listed technologies were integrated, the result would be a fighter jet that transcended eras.
Light-curtain technology alone could provide layered defensive barriers—current weaponry had no chance of penetrating it.
Stealth was even more outrageous.
Not only electromagnetic stealth, but optical stealth as well.
Against such a fighter, enemy targeting systems would simply fail—unable to lock on, unable to detect, completely blind.
More importantly, these weren't experimental concepts.
They were mature technologies.
Because the light-curtain and stealth systems shared the same physical foundation, they were integrated into a single high-density module. The data even included modular specifications of different sizes, allowing designers to select according to aircraft dimensions.
Energy consumption had also been addressed.
A brand-new physical battery, developed by Tiangong Group's energy division, could power the module for extended periods and recharge rapidly.
After reviewing the data, the designers made their selection immediately.
The module itself was only the size of a 30–40 cm cube. Even with the battery installed, the weight increase was minimal. No aerodynamic redesign was necessary—only internal restructuring.
The entire modification took less than a day.
What shocked them even more was speed.
The next day, the modules and batteries arrived from G Province—in bulk.
The reason was simple.
After receiving Bai Yue's technology, the state had verified it immediately. The results were unquestionable.
The only issue was that existing industrial capabilities couldn't produce the required materials or precision.
Tiangong Group filled that gap perfectly.
Thus, production was handed over directly—and delivery followed at astonishing speed.
First Flight
Three newly upgraded J-20 fighters roared into the sky.
Luo Hao glanced at the time display inside his helmet, excitement surging through him.
With nearly 2,000 flight hours, he knew this aircraft intimately. It felt like an extension of his own body.
"Number One, confirm status."
"Number One copies. All systems normal."
"Stealth test begins in thirty seconds."
"Copy."
From the perspective of Number Two and Number Three, Number One vanished.
Not faded—gone.
Even radar signals disappeared simultaneously.
"This is Number Two. Number One, report status."
"All normal."
Inside the command tower, several Air Force generals stared at the screens, eyes blazing.
"It's gone. Completely undetectable."
"Excellent… truly excellent!"
"Our sharp sword… has finally been forged."
After years of effort, they had witnessed the birth of absolute dominance.
"Maintain confidentiality," one general ordered firmly.
"These technologies remain classified."
Ghost Project Initiated
Similar verification results soon arrived from naval shipyards and other military units.
All conclusions aligned.
At last, the decision was made.
Ghost Project—activated.
Phase One: Weapon Ghosting
Equip fighters, bombers, missiles, and naval vessels with stealth domains.
Phase Two: Base Ghosting
Hide military bases, confidential facilities, and key infrastructure from precision strikes.
Phase Three: National Ghosting
Extend stealth coverage across land, sea, and orbital assets.
Phase One had begun.
And once completed, the balance of power would shift irrevocably.
In early June, Bai Yue received an invitation.
The ignition ceremony of the Yelang Nuclear Power Plant.
The first controllable nuclear fusion facility.
This time, the world would witness something truly unprecedented.
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