Chapter 419: Heritage Agreement

Staring at the fading points of light upon the star map, as though she could bear witness to those young lives vanishing in an instant, her eyes welled with unbidden tears.

She recalled Li Changan’s decision to bar her from leading the squad, and within her heart, beneath the sting of disappointment, there bloomed a heavier, profound understanding.

A battlefield such as this required, in truth, far more than mere courage.

At that exact moment, a violent mutation erupted!

The GXB-734, which had hitherto behaved like an ordinary escort vessel, suddenly saw its energy signature spike geometrically—

"They actually possess mid-grade spirit stones?" Chen Guo could not contain the sudden joy in his heart, crying out in sheer astonishment.

Where Chi Dun's noble sword-strike had originally impaled Shu Jinglun, the man's corpse rotted rapidly, turning to dust and sand in a single heartbeat, vanishing without a trace as a gust of wind swept past the city outskirts.

Before their very eyes, its fur deepened to a richer crimson, its claws grew sharper, its tail split into two, and its eyes burned a vivid, blood red.

Lu Yunnuan pondered for a moment before dialing Cheng Feng’s number; with Ji Heye absent, Cheng Feng was the only person she could think of in this hour.

Though he would frequently call the sisters while away, his physical absence meant that no amount of affection could ever rise above mere lip service, paired only with the sustenance he provided to keep them well-fed and clothed.

Journeying from the Dragon Mountain Range to the Ancient Pilgrimage City would require a certain measure of time; one could only hope that Li Wei could hold out until then.

For about a dozen seconds, his mind remained completely blank, his consciousness blurred, unaware of where he was or what he was doing.

"Let us head over first, and once we return from this trip, I must go to the hospital for a thorough physical examination," Cheng Yifan resolved silently to himself.

A sudden chill struck Yi Tian's heart; the very center of the crash site was the exact spot where he and Sith had been standing only moments before.

"Ahem, do not be in such a rush, let me finish speaking first," the Drunken Daoist Master coughed softly, casting a sidelong glance at Chen Guo.

On every festive occasion, thoughts of one's kin grow twice as dear. He had once believed that the yearning across foreign lands was the bitterest sorrow, but now, severed by different realms and barred from ever meeting again in this lifetime, the grief cut far deeper.

Simultaneously, a short video was uploaded to the internet; it was issued by the authorities, and though its content was remarkably brief, it left its viewers thoroughly shaken.

Sanqi and Mu Bai exchanged glances in silence; the voice did not cease its mechanical repetition, inquiring once every few minutes, as if it would never depart until a wish was spoken.

However, those twenty men mentioned earlier who stripped the copper coins from the corpses were not of the Zhang clan, but belonged to other households in the village.

"So, should I be flattered, or throw myself into your arms immediately? Or perhaps I am just being ungrateful?" The corners of Li Hua's mouth curved upward, mirroring Yuan Zimo's expression exactly.

The medical professor spoke with a smile, and the moment his words fell, a sudden hush washed over the assembled crowd.

Catching up to her, Mu Bai hurriedly pulled her back: "We must plan this out carefully. That old woman fulfilled her wish and surely departed in peace; we should come back to this place only when we are fully prepared." The words had barely left his lips when a talisman came hurtling fiercely toward them.

The screen still displayed an active call, and though seven or eight minutes had already slipped by, Fatty Liu had to bark "Hello, hello!" into the receiver several times before Kang Mangang finally responded.

Breathing a sigh of relief, I found an empty patch of ground and first drew several Talismans of the Five Sacred Peaks' True Form to prevent him from acting out of desperation. Then I drew four Spirit-Absorbing Talismans; whether we could successfully wrench that phantom from the body this time depended entirely on them.

Having not seen him for a month, the man before her seemed to have matured considerably, his eyes shining brightly and his face looking somewhat fuller.

On this single point, the General Staff had demanded a detailed report from him; if he failed to deliver, he would bear a heavy responsibility, and it was precisely for this reason that the general-purpose machine gun felt rather superfluous to him.

Sitting so close to him, she naturally overheard the contents of the phone call, and was currently staring at him with her dark, clear eyes wide with attention.

Because of this, even if Qin Xiaowei’s general-purpose machine gun was the finest under heaven, Zhu Yingqi dared not make the final call to adopt it; it was not a question of quality, but rather that its cost-performance ratio was truly daunting.