Chapter 837
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Chapter 837: Twelve Agents
“Hey, do you think Instructor Lin is serious?”
As night fell, the new recruits in the dormitory were washing up, the atmosphere was oppressive and silent, lacking the vibrant energy they had when they first entered the training camp that morning, as if they were burdened by some unspoken worries.
“What do you think?” The recruit beside him rolled his eyes and pointed to the rooftop of the opposite dormitory building.
Under the moonlight, endless spider silk covered the space between the floors, and a gigantic, menacing humanoid spider lay quietly in the high air, its crimson compound eyes constantly staring down at the new recruits below, exuding a chilling terror.
The recruit who had asked the question couldn’t help but swallow hard.
“But didn’t he say that the formal training starts tomorrow?”
“Yeah, otherwise that spider wouldn’t just be watching us; it would have jumped down and chased us.”
“Isn’t that a bit ridiculous? Is it really that vicious?”
“I don’t believe it. It’s probably just like the previous assessment, creating this tense atmosphere to squeeze out our potential.”
“I think so too. What kind of night watchman trains recruits like this?”
“…”
Among the chattering crowd, Fang Mo calmly set down his toothbrush, draped a towel over his shoulder, and silently walked back to the dormitory.
At that moment, he paused, as if sensing something, and suddenly turned to look downstairs.
A deep red figure silently flashed by.
Fang Mo’s eyes gradually lit up!
……
“Lord Qiye!”
A few minutes later, Fang Mo, dressed in new recruit attire, hurriedly ran to the shadow at the edge of the dormitory building, speaking excitedly.
Lin Qiye turned around helplessly and made a shushing gesture at him.
“Keep your voice down. Did anyone else see you come over?”
“No, Lord Qiye.”
“Good, follow me.”
Lin Qiye led Fang Mo silently across most of the training camp, arriving at the top of the teaching building, where he sat down at the edge of the rooftop.
“Sit down. There are some things I want to talk to you about,” Lin Qiye said, patting the space beside him with a smile.
Fang Mo nodded and sat down next to Lin Qiye, feeling a bit shy.
“Lord Qiye, if you have any questions, I will answer honestly,” Fang Mo said sincerely.
“No need to be so formal.” Lin Qiye felt a bit embarrassed by Fang Mo’s demeanor. “I just want to ask how you left Cangnan and how you came to be under Yang Jian’s tutelage. Have you entered the Heavenly Court?”
Fang Mo carried too many mysteries, all of which were tied to the secrets of the Great Xia, so Lin Qiye was naturally curious.
Of course, what he most wanted to know was the current state of the Heavenly Court.
After all, the condition of the Heavenly Court would directly determine Great Xia’s position and ultimate outcome in this war.
Fang Mo hummed in acknowledgment, pondering for a moment as if considering where to start.
“Five years ago, the night you, Lord Qiye, left Cangnan, after the miracle dissipated, all of us children born in Cangnan within the last ten years were gathered in one place, preparing to be sent to different orphanages for adoption… At that time, we didn’t know those people. I only recently learned that those in dark red cloaks helping us find a home were the night watchmen.
The night before we left Cangnan, a sudden wind swept through the place where we children were living, and then a weak man and a celestial-looking Taoist walked out of the wind.
That man became my later master, Yang Jian.”
Upon hearing the word “Taoist,” Lin Qiye couldn’t help but recall the mysterious Taoist who had appeared in his illusions and whom he had seen in Fengdu, one of the Three Pure Ones of Great Xia mythology, the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign.
The man beside him was the True Monarch of Clear Source, Yang Jian… but why was Yang Jian weak?
Who had injured him?
Fang Mo paused before continuing, “That night, my master and the Taoist chose twelve children among us Cangnan orphans, those with the most concentrated miraculous power within them, to take away from Cangnan. I was the first to be selected among those twelve children.”
“Twelve children?” Lin Qiye was taken aback. “So, there are eleven others like you?”
“Exactly.” Fang Mo nodded. “After we left Cangnan, we rode clouds to a strange mountain range. Among the mountains, I could vaguely see a huge golden silhouette, with blurry figures flying back and forth around it.
My master opened a cave for us to live in on a mountain near the golden silhouette.”
“What did that golden silhouette look like?” Lin Qiye couldn’t help but ask.
Fang Mo thought for a moment. “It looked like… a shattered palace? We were too far away at the time, and there was some thin mist surrounding the silhouette, so we couldn’t see what was inside at all.”
Lin Qiye pondered.
If nothing unexpected happened, that would be the Heavenly Court that the Great Xia gods had been trying to repair… But the question was, why did Yang Jian and the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign bring these twelve children near the Heavenly Court and specifically build a cave for them to stay?
“So, did you all become Yang Jian’s disciples?”
“No, not really.” Fang Mo shook his head. “That night we arrived, twelve Great Xia gods flew out from the golden silhouette and came to the cave where we were sitting. Each one chose a child to take as their disciple.
I was the child chosen by my master at that time.”
Hearing this, Lin Qiye understood the situation.
These twelve children were selected by the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign from the Cangnan orphans to be chosen as disciples by the already awakened Great Xia gods. Of course, in the words of the night watchmen, these twelve children were all agents of the Great Xia gods.
From the timeline, at that time, the Great Xia gods had not yet completely sealed themselves off to focus on repairing the source of the Heavenly Court. Accepting these twelve children as their agents was likely the last thing they did before sealing themselves.
They knew very well that once they began to repair the source of the Heavenly Court, they could not interrupt, so to be safe, they took these children as disciples in advance. If everything went smoothly, once they repaired the source of the Heavenly Court, these children could act as agents to protect Great Xia. If any unforeseen events occurred during this process, these children would become their successors.
Twelve Cangnan orphans, twelve children, twelve agents of the Great Xia gods.
This was a seed that had been planted five years ago.
Just then, Lin Qiye seemed to think of something.
“You were all born in that ten-year span, which means the oldest among you should only be fifteen now?” Lin Qiye looked at the young man in front of him in surprise. “You…”
“I’m seventeen this year.” Fang Mo smiled. “After my master awakened, he took us into a mysterious space where the flow of time is different from the outside world. We trained there for three years, while only one year passed outside…
And I was the first to come out among the twelve siblings.”
