Hu Xiaoniu said in a low voice, "If I'm not mistaken, we should be in Ginkgo Manor in City 5 right now. This is where the head of the Qing family lives. Do you see the artificial mountain in the manor? That's Kunshan stone, which is extremely expensive in the Otherworld. At first glance, it looks like there are dragons hidden inside the stone. I've heard about this stuff in City 18. It has to be transported from Forbidden Land 19, which requires a lot of manpower and resources."
Hu Xiaoniu recalled when he first met Qing Chen. Back then, Qing Chen was just a poor student, but now he had become one of the most powerful figures in the Federation.
It seems that no matter how hard I try, it's difficult to keep up with the other person's pace.
On the mountainside, Qing Ji stood outside the cabin and said, "Grandpa, Qing Chen's apprentices have all arrived, along with his little sister from the outer world. She's quite adorable. They must have suffered a lot on their hike. Our drone took some video, and they look pretty miserable. But they're all good kids, and their spirits are high."
The old man inside the house chuckled, "Qingchen's choice must be excellent."
As he spoke, Qing Ji was astonished to see that the old man who had lived alone in the small house for more than ten years actually came out of the house!
"What is this?!" Qing Ji asked in surprise.
The old man, with his white hair and beard behind his back, smiled gently and said, "It's my son's apprentice's first visit. As the owner, I have to go and greet him."
Qing Ji curled his lip: "This is his disciple, not his child."
The old man laughed and said, "They're all the same, they're all the same."
Qing Ji didn't know what to say. This was the first time the old man had come down the mountain in more than ten years, but it wasn't for any important national matter; he just wanted to see his junior.
To be honest, Qing Ji suddenly felt that after Qing Chen gave the old man the empowerment, the once magnanimous and powerful ruler seemed to have returned, and his heart was no longer filled with hatred.
The old man walked down the mountain with his hands behind his back: "Let's go. To be honest, I also want to see the grand scene of a hundred knights gathered together. The knights have really gotten a great deal by handing this generation of knights over to Li Shutong."
Shadow Qingzhun once told Qingchen that the old man had been holding a grudge against Li Shutong for intercepting the deal for several months.
I have mentioned several times that Li Shutong was untrustworthy.
The old man was indeed a little angry with Li Shutong because his son was closer to other people, but in the end, he was also a little envious.
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During the meal, Li Tongyun suddenly looked up and saw an old man with white hair and beard, smiling and watching everyone with his hands behind his back, as if watching everyone wolf down their food was a very happy thing.
She quickly stood up, put down the chicken wing in her hand, and said, "Hello."
The old man said with a smile, "Keep eating, keep eating. You must be tired from your journey. It's kind of you to come all this way. There's still plenty of food, and the kitchen can make something new anytime. Order whatever you want."
Hu Xiaoniu quickly said, "You're too kind, this meal is already very good. And you are...?"
The old man glanced at him and said gently, "I am Qing Chen's father, Qing Xun, the previous head of the Qing family, and a retired employee of the Qing family in this generation."
The knights were stunned. This kind and amiable old man was actually the legendary head of the Qing family! Their master's father!
They all stood up, at a loss for what to do, and wondered if their eating manners had been too unseemly.
The old man asked with a smile, "What did Qingchen want you to do here?"
“He only told us to come over, but didn’t go into details about what it was about,” Hu Xiaoniu said.
Qing Ji said to the old man, "It seems that many people will be attending the parents' meeting. The three airships from City 10 have already taken off and will arrive by tomorrow at the latest."
The old man laughed and said, "Then I know what he's going to do."
Like a riddle, he didn't reveal everything to Qing Ji, but he seemed to have already seen some aspects of the future.
At this moment, the old man said to Hu Xiaoniu, "I estimate that he will not need you for another half a month to a month. Well then, since you knights can't be idle, I will have Qing Chi send an air fleet to escort you to the Great Snow Mountain in the southwest, which is near the Fire Pit. As far as I know, you have a life-or-death test to complete there. The Qing family will guarantee your training in the Inner World and provide you with sufficient logistical support."
The knights were almost moved to tears upon hearing this. Their master's glorious promises from back then were finally about to be fulfilled, with only a small part of them coming true!
Qing Ji remained silent.
Never before in the world have so many knights appeared at the same time, and there has never been a precedent of any conglomerate using an army group to protect the knight organization!
With the conglomerate and the knights joining forces, is a new era truly dawning?
Chapter 809, Little Feather, Middle Feather, and Big Feather
Countdown 22:00:00.
2 a.m.
In the temporary camp in Xiuzhuzhou.
It should have been time to sleep, but Da Yu sat by the campfire, carefully spreading out the canvas and using a fine brush to outline sharp lines on it.
Chen Jiazhang glanced at it by the firelight and muttered under his breath, "This kid actually drew Qing Chen, and he drew him so well?!"
On the canvas, Qingchen is depicted atop Mount Everest, wearing a windbreaker and riding a skateboard. Below him are towering snow-capped mountains, and above him stretches a vast, dark night sky.
The boy's face was sharp and his expression was resolute. This was the most memorable scene in Da Yu's mind. In that battle, Qing Chen killed two A-levels by himself, which was the most dangerous battle below the level of demigod.
Chen Jiazhang roughly guessed what Da Yu was planning: that in the future, if anything would damage his reputation, he would simply have Qing Chen handle it...
After finishing a stroke, Da Yu put the canvas and tools into the space in his palm and went to sleep.
Chen Jiazhang asked in confusion, "This kid is sleeping 16 hours a day now, is there something wrong with him?"
He turned his head and was surprised to find a worried look on Zard's usually carefree face.
Chen Jiazhang asked in surprise, "Do you also have things to worry about?"
Zard said, "The three phantom feathers were in one body and had been in a strange balance, but the big feather overexerted its spirit twice for the sake of battle, which suddenly broke this balance. I'm worried that the middle feather is about to emerge."
"What kind of personality does Zhongyu have? Is there anything scary about him?" Chen Jiazhang asked.
“It’s terrifying. He has no concept of life. In his view, everyone else’s life should be under his control,” Zard said.
Xiaoyu and Zhongyu are personalities that coexist in the mental hospital. Xiaoyu's thinking is stuck at the age of 6-8 due to fright, while Zhongyu was born out of Xiaoyu's deep-seated desire for revenge.
Chen Jiazhang fell into deep thought: "Is China badminton strong?"
“Impressive,” Zard nodded and said.
"If he's so powerful, why was he sealed away by Da Yu, and why was he willing to sleep?" Chen Jiazhang asked.
Zard glanced at Chen Jiazhang: "Da Yu negotiated with him, but I don't know the details of the negotiation. Sometimes I wonder if Zhong Yu has reached a certain critical point after transmigrating... a critical point where his physical body could collapse at any time."
Actually, Zard couldn't understand why Zhongyu had to go into a deep sleep. How could an evil demon king be persuaded after just one conversation?
It wasn't until Zard learned more about the secrets of the superhumans and discovered that Zhongyu wasn't the only one sleeping.
Chen Jiazhang was speechless for a moment. He hadn't met Zhong Yu yet, but he already felt a strange sense of pressure. This was someone who could drive even the mentally unstable Zard back to normal...
At three o'clock in the morning, the camp was quiet. Chen Jiazhang couldn't sleep because he was thinking about being forced to see his old lover the next day.
Zard couldn't sleep because he thought about Zhong Yu possibly appearing.
"Why don't you just secretly let me go?" Chen Jiazhang said.
“No, Lianxin will be angry. Dad, I can’t do anything to upset her. She told me to keep an eye on you,” Zard said.
"You're not allowed to call me Dad!" Chen Jiazhang said angrily.
When a fool takes the initiative, he really takes it. We haven't even reached the Lian tribe's village yet, and Zard has already started calling his future father-in-law "Dad" in private!
Zard chuckled憨厚ly, "Lianxin said, your opinion doesn't count."
Chen Jiazhang: "...Is there any more wine? I need to drink some, otherwise I won't be able to sleep."
“That’s all. You drank so much every day, and you finished it the day before yesterday,” Zard said. “Lianxin said that she can’t let you continue to drink so much, or you’ll ruin your health.”
Chen Jiazhang lowered his voice and said angrily, "You keep saying 'Lianxin said it,' can't you have any opinions of your own? I can't sleep without drinking, go and get me some wine."
“If you can’t sleep, count sheep. I can’t sleep either, let’s count together,” Zard said seriously. “Dad, you really can’t drink anymore. If you keep drinking, my boss and his mentor will be disappointed in you. My boss has so many apprentices. What will they think of you if they see you as an alcoholic?”
When Chen Jiazhang heard Zard bring out Qingchen and Li Shutong, he immediately lost his temper.
Zard: "A sheep, it's your turn."
Chen Jiazhang was silent for a few seconds: "...Two sheep."
Zard: "Three sheep."
After an unknown amount of time, Chen Jiazhang drifted off to sleep. Zard patted him on the shoulder and said, "Four hundred and one sheep... it's your turn."
Chen Jiazhang opened his lifeless eyes and looked at the night sky above him: "You can only be normal for a little while, huh???"
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As dawn broke, Lianxin got up and led everyone to continue their journey. According to the itinerary, they would reach the village in a maximum of 8 hours.
Surprisingly, Da Yu did not wake up today, and no matter how Zard called out to him, it was no use.
Zard, his brow furrowed, carried him on his back as they traversed the woods.
"Everyone stay away from me," Zard said seriously to Lianxin. "If anything happens to me, I'll tell you to run. You must run, don't worry about me!"
Lianxin frowned: "You didn't collude with him to stage this to escape from here, did you?"
Zard sincerely said, "I'm not sure if the one who woke up again on my back is a child or a demon. He's really dangerous. Don't worry, I won't run away."
Seeing that he was unusually 'normal' today, Lianxin fell into deep thought for a moment: "I'll trust you this once. We'll go ahead and you follow behind."
“I won’t run away, I won’t run away,” Zard quickly assured him.
The group traversed the long rainforest, but Huan Yu's sleep was longer than usual this time, showing no signs of waking up until evening.
As the sun set and the orange-red sunlight pierced through the tree canopy, Zard could see the village nestled in the mountains in the distance.
The village consists of two-story bamboo houses, exquisite and elegant. Each household keeps a large python, which, like a pet dog, coils up on the roof to sunbathe. When someone greets them, they lazily flick their tongues as a gesture of greeting.
Outside the village, the bronze, silver, and gold corpses were working diligently, while inside the village, people had already laid out firewood, preparing for tonight's bonfire party.
Contrary to what outsiders imagine, the corpse-driving people of Xiuzhuzhou are not the same as the corpse-driving people of
According to outside rumors, the Lian tribe turns living people into zombies, and every so often they go out to capture living people to feed their blood. The Lian tribe is cruel and tyrannical; if anyone gets lost in Xiuzhuzhou, they will be captured by the Lian tribe, their flesh and bones will be cut off and eaten by the zombies.
The true Lian tribe is this: they turn their elders into zombies so that the elders can stay with them longer. And the zombies' daily task is not to kill... but to farm.
After all, aren't zombies, who know no pain or fatigue, perfect helpers for farm work?
Chen Jiazhang looked at the dozen or so golden corpses in the farmland from afar and felt a chill run down his spine.
In the previous human civilization, the Lian Clan was one of the few secluded clans that did not participate in the war. In a thousand years, they possessed seven golden corpses. After a thousand years of 'no natural enemies' and multiplying, the number of golden corpses had long since reached a terrifying twenty-nine.
It should be noted that each of the golden corpses possesses the strength of an A-level gene warrior, and ordinary people would really be no match for the Lian Clan.
Chen Jiazhang was thinking about a question: having been brought here and guarded by more than twenty golden corpses, where was there any chance of escape?