Weapon seller in the world of magic-Chapter 724: Back to Earth-192

Meanwhile, Mark leaned back in his seat with a polite smile, but behind that expression, his thoughts were ice-cold and razor sharp. ’I know what you’re thinking, great-grandpa. But unfortunately for you, every step you take is exactly the one I want you to take. His fingers brushed the edge of his sleeve where the storage ring rested. This entire arrangement is crafted for one purpose: to take you far away from the clan while I bring my family here safely. If you try anything over there, my people will know instantly. If you try anything here while I’m gone... You won’t be here.’

He maintained the calm expression of a respectful descendant entrusting a senior with an important duty, but inside, he smirked. Go ahead. Plan whatever you want. The more you jump, the more I know how to catch you.

Mark clasped his hands behind his back and addressed the elders again. "Prepare travel arrangements for Former Patriarch Yujin. He will leave tomorrow morning." The elders bowed in unison, and Yujin left the room with dignified steps.

Only when the hall emptied did Mark allow the faintest hint of satisfaction to touch his lips.

Everything was in motion now.

*

Three days later, Lan Yujin departed toward the imperial city with the dignity of a loyal elder but with the heart of a schemer who believed he was finally free to act. Mark watched him leave without a flicker of hesitation.

That same afternoon, Mark stood at the entrance of the sect with Lan Xia holding his hands tightly. The sunlight fell softly on her face, making her look more like a gentle young bride than the acting ruler of a dominion.

But Mark knew she was strong; she had proven it many times. He kissed her forehead and placed the Dominion’s authority token in her palm, officially giving her the responsibility of Azure Frost Dominion.

She didn’t cry, but her grip lingered long, warm, and unwilling to let go until Mark himself softly pried her fingers apart.

Shang Jiao, meanwhile, stubbornly refused to accompany him, claiming she needed to go into closed-door training. Mark didn’t force her and just let her be. Instead, he took Lan Jing with him; his granduncle knows the way to the mortal plane’s Earth 192. If not for Lan Jing, Mark would have only randomly traveled to some planet in the mortal plane and then used the Return skill to directly teleport to the Genesis Federation.

Under his guidance, they eventually made their way back to Mark’s home planet.

The moment they materialized at the Ruins of Wenfang, an unseen pressure crushed down on him. It was suffocating yet nostalgic. His body vibrated at a lower frequency, and Ark flooded him with notifications.

[ Warning: Realm Suppression ]

[ Stats restricted to Rank-10 ]

[ Ether flow reduced. High-tier skills suppressed. ]

Mark exhaled slowly, feeling the familiar weight of mortality settle onto his shoulders. But even with his strength sealed away, his heart felt light. He was home.

"Let’s go, granduncle," he said, smiling at Lan Jing.

He grabbed him by the shoulder and activated Long Teleportation. Even suppressed, the skill worked, though sluggishly. Space twisted, and when they reappeared, Mark’s smile froze on his face.

The Genesis he knew... was gone.

Where the tiny fortified country once stood, a sprawling metropolis spread across the land, stretching farther than his eyes could see, even with weakened vision.

Wide districts filled the region, divided by stone roads and beast-drawn carriages. T

all glass-paneled buildings, five to ten floors each, rose like silent guardians. Apartments, condos, commercial plazas... all alien and familiar at the same time.

There were no automobiles, no engines, no modern noise, yet the place held the unmistakable structure of a city shaped by someone with knowledge far beyond this world.

Mark lifted his gaze further.

Floating above everything, suspended in the air like a crown over the city, was the massive artificial island Mark built, transforming his divine throne into the island for the sake of nuclear reactors.

Mark’s heart raced, feeling like this was someone else’s empire, built upon what he left behind.

"Just... what happened here?" Mark whispered. "Don’t tell me... centuries passed here already..." For a moment, his heart skipped, thinking about the time dilation...

Meanwhile, Lan Jing silently stared, equally stunned by the scale of the transformation. The Genesis Mark left behind had been a kingdom built by necessity. What he saw now was a nation built by ambition.

Just then, four shadows flickered into existence around Mark and Lan Jing. "eh? Androids?" Mark blinked in surprise, looking at those four unfamiliar Androids. As far as he knows, he has never built any other Android. Just how much time has it passed here? Were all the members of his family still alive? Mark’s worry only increased further.

And then one of them spoke, pointing what seemed like a futuristic energy blaster. "Unauthorized breach detected. Identify yourselves immediately."

Lan Jing stiffened in alarm, while Mark merely narrowed his eyes and try to reach out to his Android, which essentially could exist for eternity as long as she wouldn’t die.

Taking a breath, he then sent a message, "Alina, you there?"

For a moment, there was a silence.

But then a sharp gasp answered him, followed by a trembling voice that sounded like she forgot how to breathe.

"Big brother? Wha...? The intruder alert... is it you?"

Before he even responded to her reply, the air stirred around them, and Alina blinked into existence right in front of him. Her eyes glowed bright blue for a heartbeat as she scanned him from head to toe. The moment she was sure, her expression softened like a child seeing her parent return from war.

"It’s you..."

She jumped forward and wrapped her arms around him with a strength that would have crushed any normal mortal.

The four android guards lowered their weapons and stepped back in silent acknowledgment, returning to a passive stance.

Mark held her shoulders, stunned by everything: the city he saw, the empire he didn’t expect, the world that changed without him. "Just what happened here?" he asked quietly. "How is there so much development? Wait... before that. Alina, how long has it been?"

She stepped back and answered calmly, "Thirteen and a half months, Milord."

Mark blinked. Only 13 months... yet the world looked like someone pressed fast-forward on civilization itself. Beside him, Lan Jing stared at the towering skyline and muttered, "Thirteen months? That’s how long I have gone too. This feels like a world five hundred years ahead."

Alina turned to him politely. "It is modern architecture, Big Brother. But the reason for such rapid expansion lies above."

She pointed upward, to the floating island glowing faintly like a second artificial moon.

"Time inside the floating island has been accelerated by 225 times. Every day outside is more than 7 months inside. Using that as an advantage, under Empress Shen’s orders, we used the place for construction projects too. All construction, planning, and innovation were done there, using the modular method. We built the fabricated units up there and assembled here..."

As she lifted Mark and Lan Jing into the air with her, they slowly flew toward the colossal palace Mark saw from afar. Along the way, Alina explained everything, calmly, precisely, and yet with a hint of pride.

Mark listened in growing disbelief.

Genesis was no longer a city-state that he had founded. It has now grown into the Imperial Capital of an entire world in a mere year.