Chapter 509
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Chapter 509: The Departure of the Sword Saint
Buzz buzz buzz—!!
A low, rumbling sound echoed in the air as an armed helicopter hovered above the safe house, slowly descending.
Lin Qiye and the other four stood in front of the house, their clothes flapping wildly in the wind generated by the rotor blades. They stood firm as rocks, their eyes filled with a serious expression.
Shen Qingzhu was still at the hospital taking care of the Ninth Seat, while Jiang Er had been placed in the safe house. After all, Commander Ye only wanted to see Zhou Ping and the five of them; Jiang Er was not suitable to appear at this moment.
Once the helicopter stabilized, a figure draped in a dark red cloak lightly leaped down from the cabin and quickly walked toward them.
He was the Supreme Commander of the Night Watchmen of Daxia, Ye Fan.
“Commander Ye.” Upon seeing Ye Fan, Lin Qiye and the others immediately saluted.
Ye Fan’s gaze swept over them, and he nodded slightly. “The situation is urgent, so I won’t chat with you for long. Zhou Ping, is your stuff ready?”
Zhou Ping was still dressed in a black shirt, carrying a sword case, his hands empty.
“I have nothing to prepare,” he said calmly.
“Commander Ye… what exactly happened in the north?” Bai Li Pangpang couldn’t help but ask.
Ye Fan glanced at him and sighed helplessly. “Fifteen minutes ago, the second altar prepared by the Ancient God Church was activated in Tianhe City…”
“The second altar?” Cao Yuan frowned tightly. “Tianhe City, isn’t that…”
“The place where Fengdu is located,” An Qingyu added.
“Yes.” Ye Fan nodded. “The Ancient God Church has been preparing for two scenarios from the start. One altar for the God of the Underworld is located in the south, to be awakened by one of the three ancient evil gods, Murmurs, and his ‘followers’; the second altar for the Wind God is in the north, to be awakened by another ancient evil god, Moon Huai, along with three members of the Ancient God Church.
After Osiris’s death, the second Wind God altar was activated in a very short time, summoning the Egyptian Wind God, Shu.”
“Another Nine Pillar God…” Lin Qiye pondered for a moment. “What about the other Daxia gods? Since the Egyptian gods have directly entered our territory, they shouldn’t just sit back and do nothing, right?”
Ye Fan and Zhou Ping exchanged glances.
Ye Fan paused for a moment before speaking. “Except for the Emperor of Fengdu, the other Daxia gods are all somewhere repairing the source of the Heavenly Court and cannot leave for a short time.”
“The source of the Heavenly Court? What is that?”
“The Heavenly Court is the divine realm belonging to the Daxia gods,” Ye Fan explained. “For example, the divine realm of the Japanese gods is in Takamagahara, the divine realm of the Norse gods is in Asgard, and the divine realm of the Greek gods is on Mount Olympus…
The divine realm is the source of the gods’ divine power.
A hundred years ago, in order to block the mist, the Daxia gods transformed into boundary stones and entered reincarnation, causing the Heavenly Court to collapse. Without the source of divine power, not only can the Daxia gods that have already emerged not use their full strength, but those gods still in reincarnation also cannot revive in a short time.
More than a year ago, after the Daxia gods emerged and shocked other divine realms, they immediately went into seclusion to repair the Heavenly Court. However, repairing the source of the Heavenly Court is essentially a process of restoring the Great Dao, which cannot be interfered with by external forces. Therefore, until the Heavenly Court is repaired, they cannot take action.”
Upon hearing this news, Lin Qiye and the others felt their hearts sink.
The inability of the Daxia gods to take action meant that during this period, no matter what happened, humanity would have to solve it on its own…
“How long will it take to repair the source of the Heavenly Court?” Lin Qiye asked.
“According to the predictions of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, it will take at least two years.”
An Qingyu pondered, “Since the Daxia gods emerged until now, about a year has passed, which means… there are still at least six months left?”
“That’s right.” Ye Fan nodded.
“After the emergence of the Daxia gods shocked other divine realms, we speculate that other divine realms will inevitably feel wary and secretly contact various divine realms to try to unite against Daxia…
However, this process involves various interests and cannot be completed in a short time. Therefore, wanting to repair the Heavenly Court is the best opportunity. If we miss this chance, it will be very difficult to find such a long time to repair the Heavenly Court in peace…
However, it seems that someone among the various divine realms has noticed our plans and has begun their probing.”
Bai Li Pangpang suddenly understood. “So, these two divine altars are their means of probing?”
“Exactly.” Ye Fan spoke seriously. “The fact that the Daxia gods cannot take action is a top national secret. Besides the human elite and a few high-ranking Night Watchmen, no one else knows. If it weren’t for you already being involved and being the seeds of the fifth special team, I wouldn’t have revealed this matter to you.
So…”
“Don’t worry, we absolutely won’t let it slip.” Lin Qiye replied earnestly.
The others nodded in agreement.
“Is there anything we can help with?” Lin Qiye asked.
Ye Fan shook his head. “This matter involves foreign gods and is not something at your level can handle. Zhou Ping, I will take him away. You just need to continue with your training.
Here, I can give you a promise…”
Lin Qiye and the others looked at Ye Fan with some confusion.
“As long as you defeat teams 007 and 006 and complete this comprehensive training, your temporarily revoked qualification to become the fifth special team will be restored. Once you meet the requirements I mentioned before, you will officially become the fifth special team.”
Upon hearing this, Bai Li Pangpang’s eyes lit up, his expression very excited.
The others exchanged silent glances…
“Oh.”
Ye Fan:…
Why does it seem like everyone except that little fatty doesn’t care much?!
Zhou Ping seemed to think of something and took out a wooden chopstick from his pocket, handing it to Lin Qiye.
“Inside this contains a trace of my sword intent. If you encounter any troublesome enemies, you can use it.”
Lin Qiye was taken aback, accepting the chopstick. “Thank you, Sword Saint.”
He solemnly stored the chopstick close to him.
“Train well.” Ye Fan glared at them, then turned and quickly walked back to the helicopter.
Zhou Ping, carrying the sword case, followed closely behind.
After taking a few steps, he stopped again, turned back to look at Lin Qiye and the others, and after holding it in for a while, finally spoke softly:
“Um… good luck.”
“Thank you, Sword Saint!!”
The five of them bowed deeply in unison, shouting in perfect harmony.
This sudden shout startled Ye Fan, who was walking ahead. He turned back with a strange expression, glanced at the five of them, muttered something, and then silently continued walking forward.
As the wind from the rotor blades swept through, the armed helicopter slowly ascended with a buzzing sound, quickly disappearing into the horizon.
In front of the safe house, Lin Qiye and the others gazed at the direction in which the black figure had departed, letting out a long sigh.
“The road ahead can only be walked by us…” Lin Qiye smiled bitterly.
“I thought he wouldn’t say goodbye to us,” Bai Li Pangpang chuckled. “I didn’t expect the Sword Saint to care about us.”
“Social anxiety doesn’t mean he’s heartless.”
Lin Qiye looked up at the sky. “He just… doesn’t like to express it.”
