Chapter 98 Dragon and Tiger Meet! My husband is the best elixir in the world!
The heavy, monotonous roar of the military transport plane shut out everything outside the cabin.
Inside the cabin, under the cold, metallic lighting, the air was filled with the mixed smells of engine oil and steel, as well as a tense atmosphere compressed to the extreme.
The twelve elite members of the "Dragon Fang" special forces team sat in two rows.
They were dressed in the latest black combat uniforms, covered with equipment of unknown purpose, and remained motionless with their eyes closed, as if resting.
But everyone's hands, resting on their knees, were tightly gripping their weapons.
These are the most elite soldiers in China, each one having come through blood and fire, capable of taking on a hundred men.
At this moment, each of their faces was filled with solemnity.
This mission has exceeded all their previous understanding.
Before setting off, Commander Lu Zhanting used the most concise language to describe the enemy they were about to face.
A group of immortal "monsters" who can control icy energy and treat human life as worthless.
When Lu Zhanting uttered these words, no one doubted their weight.
Lu Zhanting stood at the very front of the cabin.
He did not sit down, but stood ramrod straight, remaining unmoved despite the swaying of the aircraft.
On the tactical tablet in front of him, a high-precision three-dimensional topographic map of the Alps was displayed, with a bright red coordinate point flashing deep in the snow-capped mountains.
"Valhalla".
His gaze was fixed on that point, as if he wanted to burn it through with his eyes.
His mind is conducting countless simulations, from the assault route to the firepower configuration, from every contingency plan to backup plans.
Operation codename: "Decapitation".
There is only one goal: to completely erase the "Council" hidden behind the scenes and its leader Morpheus from this world.
Failure is absolutely unacceptable.
The rear of the cabin was partitioned into a separate space.
Su Wanqing sat cross-legged on the soft cushion, her eyes closed.
The roar and turbulence were all illusory to her. Her entire being had sunk deep into the depths of her body—to that small world called "Mustard Seed Cave Heaven".
Since the activation of the "Cloud and Water Token" and its reconnection with the Su family's thousand-year heritage, this space has undergone a miraculous transformation.
The spring remains, the land remains.
In the center of the space, the apple tree she had planted herself was now enveloped in a soft white light, with countless tiny runes appearing and disappearing within the halo.
This is the spiritual imprint left by the holy maidens of the Yunshui Su family throughout the ages, and the crystallization of their lifelong cultivation and wisdom.
Su Wanqing's mind was immersed in this halo of light.
She saw the first Holy Maiden, in the ancient wilderness, observing the celestial phenomena and surveying the geography, comprehending the fundamental mystery of "Primordial Qi".
She saw the fifth generation of the Holy Maiden test medicine on herself during the plague in the Nine Provinces, creating the prototype of the "Nine-Turn Resurrection Needle", which could revive the dead and heal flesh and bones.
She witnessed the seventeenth generation saintess engaging in an earth-shattering battle with the founder of the "Guiyuan Sect," discovering the fatal weakness of the opponent's cold and evil aura.
Scene after scene, generation after generation.
The wisdom and power passed down for thousands of years are flowing into her memory and completely merging with her soul.
She no longer needs to "study" ancient books, because this knowledge already flows in her blood.
All she had to do was "awaken".
Especially that set of "Nine-Turn Resurrection Needles".
In his mental visualization, the nine golden needles of varying lengths transformed into nine golden dragons, swirling around his body. Each trajectory corresponded to a specific acupuncture technique and a method for circulating spiritual energy.
The first acupuncture point strengthens the body's foundation and replenishes its vital energy, instantly stabilizing the life force of a dying person.
The second acupuncture point promotes blood circulation and removes blood stasis, effectively neutralizing even the most severe internal injuries and blood clots.
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The seventh needle, "Breaking Evil," is struck with lightning speed, instantly shattering the protective aura formed by the cold and evil energy.
The eighth needle, "Burning Heaven," uses spiritual power as a guide to draw upon the utmost yang energy of heaven and earth, delivering a devastating blow to evil spirits.
The ninth needle, "Resurrection".
Ancient texts record that this needle can reverse yin and yang and snatch life from Yama, but it requires a huge amount of the practitioner's life essence to be consumed, and should never be used unless absolutely necessary.
Su Wanqing's mind repeatedly simulated the acupuncture technique, and the "primordial Qi" in her body circulated along specific meridians, becoming more and more proficient and refined.
The sandalwood box fixed to her forearm also began to emit a faint warmth.
The golden needles in the box sensed their master's call, trembling slightly, yearning to drink blood.
After an unknown amount of time, a steady sound of footsteps approached from afar.
Lu Zhanting entered this private space.
He looked at his wife, who was engrossed in her cultivation, and did not disturb her, but simply stood quietly to the side.
At this moment, Su Wanqing was surrounded by a layer of visible white light, her face was calm and holy, and her every breath was in harmony with the ultimate truth of heaven and earth.
He knew that she was becoming stronger at an unimaginable speed.
This made him proud, but it also filled him with tenderness.
Behind this strength lies an overwhelming destiny that she must bear.
Su Wanqing opened her eyes.
The galaxy that had been swirling in her eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a clear, lucid look.
"Did I disturb you?" she asked softly.
“No.” Lu Zhanting sat down next to her, naturally pulling her into his arms and letting her lean on his shoulder. “I just came to see you. You’ve been sitting for ten hours since you boarded the plane.”
"I'm not tired." Su Wanqing shook her head, a smile spreading across her face. "I feel... better than ever before."
She stretched out her hand, palm up.
A soft white sphere of light appeared out of thin air, hovering quietly, radiating a pure and powerful life force.
“This is the ‘Primordial Qi’,” she said softly. “It is the source of power for our Yunshui Su family, and also the most fundamental nemesis of the Yin and cold evil energy of the ‘Guiyuan Sect’.”
Lu Zhanting stared at the ball of light, and could feel the power contained within it, which was completely different from the masculine energy in his body, yet equally powerful.
"My parents used this kind of strength to perish together with the enemy when they were on their last legs."
Su Wanqing's tone was calm, as if she were telling a distant story, but Lu Zhanting could feel the deep pain beneath that calm.
He didn't say anything, but tightened his arms and held her even closer.
“Zhan Ting,” Su Wanqing suddenly looked up at him, “I saw a lot of things.”
“In those inherited memories, I saw my parents. They… loved each other very much.” A gentle smile curved her lips. “My father, Su Chen, was the guardian of the family, stern and unsmiling, like a block of ice. But my mother, Lin Zhiwei, was the saint of the family, lively and cheerful, like a ball of fire. She always had a way to melt my father’s ice.”
"She liked to take my father to the snow-capped peaks of Kunlun Mountain to watch the sunrise. She said that it was the purest yang energy in the world that could cleanse the soul."
"They... must really want to watch me grow up."
In the end, her voice choked with emotion.
Lu Zhanting lowered his head and kissed away the tears at the corners of her eyes.
"Yes, I will." He said each word with utmost solemnity, each word a promise. "When we get home, I'll go with you to see the sunrise. We'll go to Kunlun Mountain, to the East China Sea, to all the places you want to go."
"They will see it from heaven."
Su Wanqing nodded vigorously and buried her face deeply in his arms.
This embrace was the warmest and safest harbor in her life.
A moment later, she sat up straight again.
“Come on,” she said.
Lu Zhanting understood what she meant.
He gently placed his large palm on her back.
A pure and domineering surge of masculine energy slowly entered Su Wanqing's body.
In the past, this power would have repelled her spiritual power.
But at this moment, Su Wanqing activated a special mental technique from her inherited memories—"Dragon and Tiger Convergence".
Something amazing happened.
Lu Zhanting's extremely yang blood energy not only did not conflict with her "innate primordial qi", but instead became the best catalyst and nourishment.
Her "innate Qi" was overjoyed and actively enveloped, absorbed, and integrated that blood energy.
With each fusion, her spiritual power grows stronger and becomes more agile and resilient.
Lu Zhanting also sensed the change.
The blood and energy he transferred were transformed within Su Wanqing's body, and a trace of extremely pure energy flowed back through their pressed palms.
This energy was gentle and full of vitality, nourishing his limbs and repairing the minor, hidden injuries left by his long-term high-intensity training.
His strength was also growing slowly but steadily.
The two fell silent, immersed in the profound state of merging and mutually enhancing each other's power.
They are husband and wife, comrades-in-arms, and the most perfect spiritual partners for each other.
This discovery allowed the bond between the two to transcend mere emotions, reaching a higher level of mutual trust and inseparable bond.
A few hours later, the aircraft began to vibrate slightly and its altitude began to decrease.
"We're almost there." Lu Zhanting withdrew his hand, ending his cultivation.
Su Wanqing opened her eyes, feeling the abundant power within her body, her eyes filled with confidence.
The two stepped out of their private space.
The "Dragon Fang" team members outside had all gotten up and were doing a final equipment check.
Upon seeing them emerge, everyone paused and simultaneously gave a standard military salute.
"Hello, sister-in-law!"
The voices were unified and filled with heartfelt respect.
They might not understand what "primordial Qi" is, but they could clearly feel that Su Wanqing now possessed an aura that commanded respect even from these hardened soldiers.
She was no longer just the commander's wife, but another pillar of strength in this operation to whom they could entrust their lives.
Su Wanqing nodded slightly to them and returned a military salute.
Lu Zhanting walked to the front of the team and his gaze swept over the face of each member.
"Brothers."
His voice wasn't loud, but it possessed an undeniable penetrating power, clearly reaching everyone's ears.
“You all know the mission. We are facing an unprecedented enemy; they are very strong and very strange.”
“But,” he suddenly changed his tone, his voice sharpening, “they are not gods, they can die too!”
He pointed to a peculiar disc-shaped grenade on the team members' bodies.
"The 'high-intensity light bomb' that the Equipment Department rushed to produce overnight, with its instantaneous release of intense light and heat, is their nemesis."
He then patted a metal box next to him, inside which were several futuristic-looking directed-energy rifles.
"High-energy particle beams can easily tear through their defenses. Remember, don't be stingy with your ammunition."
“Most importantly,” he said, his gaze falling on Su Wanqing beside him, his eyes filled with absolute trust, “we have our strongest trump card.”
"I am the supreme commander for this operation. However, in all battles involving supernatural phenomena, Comrade Su Wanqing's orders are equivalent to my orders and must be carried out unconditionally!"
"yes!"
The team members roared again, their voices echoing through the cabin, without the slightest hesitation.
The massive hatch opened with a hissing sound from the hydraulic system.
A gust of cold wind, carrying the scent of snowflakes and pine, instantly filled the cabin, invigorating everyone.
Outside, the night was as dark as ink.
As night falls, the massive, undulating mountain ranges are covered in snow, their outlines stark and menacing, lying dormant in the darkness.
The air was icy cold, chilling to the bone.
Beneath my feet was a makeshift running track that had been cleared out, with dimly lit indicator lights.
This is the Yan family's secret transit base in Europe.
Valhalla lies deep within these snow-capped mountains.
Lu Zhanting straightened Su Wanqing's collar and tucked a strand of her hair, which had been ruffled by the wind, behind her ear.
"Are you ready?" he asked softly.
Su Wanqing raised her head and looked at the snow-capped mountains shrouded in darkness in the distance. In her eyes, the flames of revenge that had been dormant for twenty-two years finally blazed fiercely.
"I have been waiting for this day for 22 years."
She took Lu Zhanting's hand in her own and intertwined her fingers with his.
"Let's go, let's collect the debt."
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