Chapter 1407
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Chapter 1407 Urgent Message from the Front Line
As the breath slowly exhaled, the hand resting on the armrest suddenly clenched tight!
Blue veins bulged from Left Qing’s arm, spreading to his chest, neck, and cheeks… His entire body tensed, eyebrows tightly knitted together, endless pain surging from the depths of his soul. His face, reclining in the chair, was contorted with agony.
Large beads of sweat slid down his cheeks, gradually forming a damp patch on the old floor. Despite this, Left Qing still clenched his teeth, refusing to make even the slightest sound, with only his rapid, heavy breathing echoing in the office.
In the compartment behind the office, Jiang Ziya, about to place a piece on the chessboard, suddenly paused with his fingertip suspended in mid-air.
Jiang Ziya let out a long sigh.
He held the chess piece between his fingers and placed it steadily at a certain spot on the board. By now, the black and white pieces were intertwined across the board, each occupying half the territory.
Time passed minute by minute. After about half an hour, the heavy breathing finally began to stabilize.
Left Qing lay in the chair like a pile of mud, his face pale, his expression indescribably exhausted. He rested in the chair for several minutes, then shakily reached out to grasp the teacup at the corner of the desk.
As he took a deep breath and brought the cup to his cracked lips, he discovered the cup was already dry, with only a few scattered tea leaves lying at the bottom.
He sighed helplessly, about to stand up when a figure slowly approached his side.
Jiang Ziya carried a steaming teapot, took the cup from Left Qing’s hand, and poured hot water over the tea leaves at the bottom, releasing a refreshing fragrance.
“Thank you,” Left Qing smiled bitterly.
Jiang Ziya handed the cup to Left Qing, his expression somewhat complex:
“Now that the heavenly gods have returned, with us guarding the Great Xia, why do you torture yourself like this…”
“It’s different, Grand Master,” Left Qing took a small sip of tea and shook his head. “Having the Great Xia gods protect us is certainly a good thing, but if we place all our hopes on you, how are we humans any different from livestock in a pen?
Commander Ye Fan used to say that human power can overcome heaven. Without his cultivation and efforts, the Great Xia wouldn’t have so many human pinnacles today, nor would there be Zhou Ping… If because of the Great Xia gods’ return, even I as Commander-in-Chief start to become lazy and slack off, it would destroy the foundation that the Night Watchers have built over the past hundred years.”
Jiang Ziya stroked his long beard, his gaze toward Left Qing revealing admiration.
“It’s a pity that when we returned, Ye Fan had already sacrificed himself. Otherwise, I would truly like to meet him.”
As the two were speaking, an urgent knock sounded at the door.
Left Qing wiped the sweat from his face with a tissue, tidied his haggard appearance, and then spoke:
“Enter.”
The office door opened, and a Night Watcher rushed in with a report.
“Commander Left, urgent report from the front line!”
Hearing the words “urgent from the front line,” Left Qing’s expression changed. He quickly took the report and read it carefully.
“The Temple of Gods?!”
His pupils suddenly contracted!!
…
The island.
“I wonder what tricks Brother Gun has up his sleeve for today’s ‘mind barrier’ training,” said Cao Yuan as everyone emerged from the medicinal bath and got dressed, shrugging his shoulders.
“Tricks? I find it quite interesting,” Baili Pangpang raised his eyebrows.
“It’s interesting, yes, but we’ve been doing this for over half a month now,” Cao Yuan’s expression was somewhat strange. “Every day, apart from getting beaten up, we don’t know what else we’re doing… One or two days is fine, but after a long time, it feels empty inside.”
“Actually, I feel the same way,” An Qingyu nodded.
Lin Qiye opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to say something, but finally just sighed helplessly.
Although he also felt that the past half month had been somewhat absurd, this was, after all, training arranged by the Night Watchers’ commanders. As the leader of the [Nightfall] team, it didn’t seem right for him to lead the criticism.
As they were chatting, Li Qengqiang’s figure unhurriedly emerged from the deep forest.
“How are you little guys doing? Rested well?” Li Qengqiang pulled down his toad sunglasses slightly, his gaze sweeping over everyone, a smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
“…We’re rested.”
“Good, because today’s training is going to be a bit strenuous.”
Hearing this, a glimmer of light appeared in everyone’s eyes. Could it be that after half a month of fooling around, they would finally have a normal “mind barrier” training?
Under everyone’s expectant gaze, Li Qengqiang pulled out several swimsuits, stuffed them into Lin Qiye and the others’ arms, and then solemnly announced:
“Today’s training is called the ‘All-Team Dog Paddle Swimming Slow Race’!”
Everyone: …
“The rules of the competition are as follows: everyone puts on swimsuits, and without using any forbidden domains, starts from the beach and competes using the dog paddle swimming style. Within the specified time, whoever swims the shortest distance wins!” Li Qengqiang excitedly explained.
“How about it? Isn’t this training also very interesting?!”
“…Brother Gun, can we do something serious?” Cao Yuan’s mouth twitched violently, but after a moment, he couldn’t help but speak up.
“Serious? This is your serious business!” Li Qengqiang raised an eyebrow and turned toward the coastline. “Hurry up and follow me. Whoever arrives last will have to swim two more laps in the sea.”
“…”
With helpless sighs, everyone reluctantly walked to the island’s beach, changed into swimsuits, and at Li Qengqiang’s enthusiastic whistle, plunged into the water.
“Qiye, why do you think the commanders are doing this? I feel something’s not right…” Cao Yuan said with a frown as he splashed water.
“It’s definitely not right,” Lin Qiye looked back at Li Qengqiang on the shore and spoke honestly. “Even if this ridiculous training is the product of Brother Gun being extremely bored, what about Commander Nie Jinshan, or even General Huo Qubing at the bottom of the island? They can’t all be this bored, right?
They know we’re doing these ridiculous things every day, so why hasn’t anyone stepped in to stop it?”
“Yeah… Pangpang, what do you think?”
“…Pangpang?”
Everyone looked back to find that Baili Pangpang had disappeared, with only bubbles gurgling up from beneath the water.
Lin Qiye was startled and quickly dove into the water, pulling up the sinking Baili Pangpang. The latter hung on Lin Qiye’s shoulder, coughing violently.
“Damn it… swimming is what I’m worst at.”
“Let’s just symbolically swim a couple of laps and then go back.”
“Okay,” Baili Pangpang nodded, about to say something more when his gaze caught something in the distance on the sea surface. He paused slightly. “Someone’s coming?”
“Someone? Who?”
“Another enemy attack?!”
Under everyone’s vigilant gaze, Baili Pangpang extended his hand and pointed to the horizon.
A figure wearing a Taoist robe was walking slowly toward them, treading on the waves.
“Don’t panic, it’s just a Heavenly Venerable,” Baili Pangpang said calmly.
