Chapter 206 Encountering the Knights
Qingxia’s fellow tribesman?
Why did she happen to meet a "knight" of the same race as her at this time and in this place?
There's no such coincidence. And it just so happens that they're talking about Qingxia. It can't be such a coincidence...!
The moment Wen Yao appeared, their alertness reached its limit. They stood still, motionless, their expressionless faces devoid of emotion. Silar took a step forward, as if to strike up a conversation, clutching a leaf in his claws behind his back.
——Take action?
There was no heartbeat to be heard, as the opponent was still in a state of "calmness" that suppressed his movements. In this state, if the two of them unleashed their killing moves together, they might be able to temporarily subdue him.
"Excuse me, please keep your distance." Chu Hengkong transformed his wrist into a knife. "This place is full of dangers. I can't let you get close to the camp."
—Don't make a move. Wait and see what happens.
The opponent is most likely a Blood Knight with a legitimate heritage, not a ragtag army like Qingxia, who grew up on a multitude of different means. If she possesses skills similar to Longxiang Fist, it would be wishful thinking to easily defeat her. Unable to discern her true potential, all I can do is wait and see...
Seeing the two men's serious expressions, Wen Yao seemed to understand something. She raised her hands and said with a smile, "I understand, I understand. Our tribe's appearance is indeed unique, and it's natural to be wary of them. But we, the 'Wanhua Immortal Clan,' have been members of the Allied Forces since before the war began. This is absolutely true. We only need to find a veteran warrior to confirm it..."
As she spoke, Wen Yao leaned forward slightly. She suddenly leaned over to Chu Hengkong's side, and her delicate nose twitched.
"Strange." A hint of suspicion flashed across Wen Yao's face. "You clearly have the scent of my sisters, how come you don't recognize me? Could it be that you..."
Chu Hengkong's heart sank, knowing that he couldn't get away with it, and Silar's Ye Zi was ready to take action.
But at this moment, the shadow wall opened from the inside. The red-haired girl rushed out of the camp, holding a spear and looking solemn. "There's a strange smell! Grandpa, you didn't—"
Qingxia stopped abruptly at the camp entrance, completely stunned, forgetting even the words on her lips. Her vision was completely occupied by the strange yet familiar creature. She looked at its snow-white fur, much smoother than her own, at its delicate, carefully groomed face, and at the naturally kind look in its eyes.
Completely different appearance, exactly the same self.
"Ah." Qingxia screamed excitedly, "Ah! Wow!! Wow!!!"
"Hello, sister." Wen Yao walked over, his eyes full of curiosity, "Is this area your territory?"
"Are you... a knight?!" Qingxia grabbed her hand, almost incoherent with excitement, "Are you one of my kind?"
Wen Yao looked at her and chuckled.
"Needless to say? Of course we are a family!"
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Wen Yao entered the first camp, and no one had any reason to deny her entry. To be precise, she didn't even enter on her own; Qing Xia dragged the white-haired knight into the camp, and she fluttered around her compatriots like a newborn foal, her eagerness making Wen Yao feel awkward.
"Don't be like this, little sister." She combed her hair, feeling embarrassed. "I'm right here. I won't turn into a wisp of smoke and run away."
"I'm really afraid you'll leave!" Qingxia stared at her eagerly, "I've never seen a compatriot before... I've never seen another Discipline Knight before!"
"Discipline Knight?" Wen Yao half opened his mouth. "Sorry...? What do you want to say...?"
Qingxia was too anxious to speak. She looked at Chu Hengkong for help. Chu Hengkong remained calm: "Qingxia is our settlement's 'Discipline Knight'. Before you showed up, we also thought she was... the only one."
Wen Yao's expression went from shock to bewilderment. It took her several seconds to react, and she laughed so hard she fell backwards. "Mother, my dear sister! What on earth could have made you think this way?"
"I don't understand..." Qingxia said dully. Wen Yao suppressed his smile and caressed his compatriot's face with an almost doting expression.
"Excuse me, little sister, but listen to your passionate heartbeat." Wen Yao gently pinched her cheek. "The Knight of Discipline is the path to supreme godhood, while our clan is born on the path of forging destiny and returning to unity."
Qingxia was practically petrified. Her golden pupils dimmed, the anticipation in them extinguished, replaced by the cold, ash-like reality. Her lips trembled, her astonishment and shock escalating into irrational rage.
"You're lying!" Qing Xia screamed, "We... I am... a people born to be righteous!"
"What's wrong with your bloodline factor..." Wen Yao said in confusion, "Of course it's us, sisters."
Qingxia, who was about to explode, was shocked when she heard this.
"But you said..."
Wen Yao gently poked Qing Xia's forehead and chuckled, "I see, I finally understand your troubles.
My dear sister, do not be afraid. Although we are not the Knights of Discipline, we have always fought alongside them. The warrior monks and the broken-hearted are our fellows, the ancient dragons and the sacred trees are our mentors.
You must remember, our name is the 'Wanhua Immortal Clan'. Long before the Allied Forces were founded, we were members of the righteous path of the Shendong Realm. It was so in the past, and it is still so now!"
A spark of hope rekindled in Qingxia's eyes, her pupils a dazzling gold. She screamed and hugged Wen Yao, shouting excitedly. Wen Yao, eager to avoid misunderstandings, raised his hands and, with a wry smile, begged everyone to help pull the overly enthusiastic sisters apart. Silar apologized profusely, defending the naive Qingxia. Qingye pulled hard, but was no match for the centaur's strength.
Amidst the chaos, Chu Hengkong lifted up Fan De and retreated to the shadowy wall. He pulled out the messenger relic he had used in Jinye City and spoke quietly in his heart.
(Tell me she's talking bullshit.)
(Not necessarily. I really have an impression of this race...) Fander pondered for a moment. (The Wanhua Immortal Clan does exist, and they're quite old. I guess you don't know, but there's a theory in academia about the relationship between gender and history...)
(I know that older races tend to be unisex or asexual.) Chu Hengkong didn't say that this was what you taught me.
(Fuck, you actually knew that! Great, buddy. I've changed my mind about you. You've taken a solid step towards escaping illiteracy!) Finder was astonished. (The Wanhua Immortal Clan is a race with a long history. They are all female. Records show that they are sincere by nature, beautiful in appearance, and optimistic throughout the clan. They are a very typical lawful race.)
(Qingxia's race? Lawful??)
(I think that's nonsense, too, but that's what the book says. The Wanhua Immortal Clan seems to have a seamless social system to maintain stable rule. Even though they often intermarry with various races and introduce foreign bloodlines, they have never experienced internal unrest or a coup.) Finder pondered for a moment. (But I don't remember the book saying they were Daotu... It's better to say that this race is named "Wanhua" because each individual is so unique. These two are exactly the same, which is a bit strange...)
Chu Hengkong looked at Qingxia and Wen Yao, his heart filled with chills. No one would doubt their shared origins, and even Chu Hengkong, who had some suspicions, wouldn't question Wen Yao's race. They were so much alike, so much alike...
His elbow was rubbed, and Qing Ye leaned over with a smile, looking like she wanted to say something intimate to an outsider. She gave him a look.
——When will we start?
It's not time yet. Chu Hengkong closed his eyes. He absolutely couldn't act now.
Wen Yao's appearance was similar to Qing Xia's, and she also appeared to be a 3-point Blood Knight. However, Chu Hengkong hadn't forgotten the common sense of the Shendong Realm. Reaching 4-point on the Path of Unity allowed for appropriate changes to one's body. If Wen Yao were a high-point Myriad Transformation Immortal, attacking her now would be tantamount to seeking death.
Moreover, they had no reason to fight. How could they explain their attack to Qingxia now? What if they suspected their kindred spirits of being heretics? If Qingxia's companions and her own people inexplicably started fighting, who would she support? What if the Messenger of Terror seized the opportunity to attack?
He was at a loss for words, unable to come up with a solution. Whoever Wen Yao was, the moment she met Qingxia, she had taken control. Chu Hengkong stared at the two centaurs, lost in thought. While he was agonizing, Qingxia had become familiar with Wen Yao. Like a vulnerable junior, she peppered the knowledgeable senior with odd questions.
"Sister Wen Yao, are we always alone?"
"Actually, we are more accustomed to acting in groups..." Wen Yao smiled awkwardly, widening the gap. "Generally speaking, only fairies with a mission will embark on a journey alone."
"So, I really do have a mission!" Qingxia clasped her hands together expectantly, but then felt disappointed. "But I can't remember anything..."
Wen Yao chuckled and combed his compatriot's blood-red hair.
"Once a mission is given, it never disappears. You always remember it..." she whispered. "You'll remember it when the time is right."
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At the same time, under the holy pillar of the settlement.
Chongming, who was resting under a tree, suddenly stood up, which scared Shizhong.
【What's wrong?】
"I'm feeling restless." Chongming tapped the hilt of his knife and suddenly shouted, "Hey, Ji Huaisu!"
"If you have something to say, say it quickly!" Ji Huaisu poked half of her head out from the holy pillar. She was busy tinkering with the holy pillar formation.
"How long does it take to activate the Holy Pillar attack?"
"Many magic arrays haven't been completed yet. The fastest one will take half an hour." Ji Huaisu said, "And we haven't done any simulations before. I don't recommend testing directly. If it fails, the risk is too great..."
"Get it done as quickly as you can, and expand the seal to its maximum." Chongming stood up hastily, "I'm going out for a while!"
He strode out, sword in hand, and headed alone towards the battlefield. Ji Huaisu couldn't help but feel confused. In the past, Chongming always acted arrogantly, ordering the researchers around, but he never did anything himself.
And as a person in the fog, he can't do anything about the current existence, right?
"What is Chongming doing?"
"Maybe he 'felt' something..." the frog-faced researcher beside him muttered, "Boss's intuition is always accurate."
(End of this chapter)
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