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Chapter 246 The Biggest Wave of Skill Points!! (2 words, Update 35)

Fang Qingyu listened to Jiang Wei's two words, which sounded light but carried immense weight.

Shinmei
These two words kept repeating in my mind.

He looked at the small figure huddled beside him, whose expressionless face appeared particularly thin in the dim light amidst the smoke.

It's hard to imagine that she carries such a "sworn enemy".

Reincarnated time and again, struggling to survive under the shadow of the hunters.

Fang Qingyu opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end he just remained silent.

He saw that Jiang Wei had lowered her head again, her little mouth unconsciously sucking on the lollipop, her gaze fixed on the scorched earth beneath her feet, seemingly completely absorbed in her own thoughts, with no intention of continuing the conversation.

Pressuring her further would only add to her burden, or touch upon certain taboos she is unwilling to discuss at this moment.

then.

The two sat quietly on the scorched ruins, their backs against the scorching rocks.

In the distance, flames were still burning sporadically, making crackling sounds.

The force field barrier hummed slightly, isolating the outside noise.

The air was filled with a strong smell of burning, blood, and an earthy stench, as if the earth had been torn apart.

Smoke rose slowly in the polluted air, like a gray veil, obscuring the already dim light.

Time seemed to slow down on this battlefield that had just been destroyed, leaving only heavy breathing and the monotonous background sound of burning flames.

I don't know how much time passed, maybe a few minutes, maybe a dozen minutes.

"Sizzle."

The encrypted communicator in Fang Qingyu's tactical waist pack suddenly crackled with electricity, breaking the deathly silence.

Immediately afterwards, Wei Banmeng's clear voice, tinged with a barely perceptible weariness and concern, rang out:
"Qingzi? How's the situation on your end? Has it been resolved?"

Fang Qingyu quickly composed himself, picked up the communicator, and his voice returned to its usual calm and steady tone: "It's resolved. The nest core has been destroyed, and all three second-tier tree demons have been wiped out. The force field should be dispelled soon. How are things outside?"

A sigh of relief seemed to escape from the other end of the communicator, followed by Wei Banmeng's clear voice, accompanied by the unique clamor of city streets in the background, and the faint sounds of police sirens and the commotion of crowds in the distance:

"Very good. We've just finished here too. The remaining second-tier life ghost fluctuation points have all been cleared. Chu Kuanglan, Lu Jiuyuan, and I are all fine and are assisting the local troops with the final search and evacuation. Are you guys able to come out now?"

"Okay, let's go out now."

Fang Qingyu responded, his gaze sweeping over Jiang Wei, who was sitting quietly beside him.

He stood up, stretched his muscles and bones which were a little sore from relaxing, and then reached out his hand to Jiang Wei, who was still sitting on the ground with her knees drawn up to her chest.

"Let's go."

Fang Qingyu's voice was soft, hoarse from the battle, yet exceptionally clear.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wei slowly raised her head.

Those clear red eyes looked at Fang Qingyu's outstretched hand, then slowly moved upwards to meet his calm gaze.

A very subtle ripple seemed to pass through her eyes, a mixture of bewilderment and incredulous inquiry.

In the conversation just now, she has already revealed her secrets.
They were being hunted down by the true form of a god.

This means that the deeper one's bond with her, the greater the risk of encountering the true form of the deity in the future, which would be a catastrophe far exceeding that of a ghost or a deity descending to earth.

Ordinary people would probably avoid the topic as much as possible upon hearing the words "the true form of a deity".

But at this moment, he calmly reached out his hand to her.

Seeing that she was just looking at him without making a move, Fang Qingyu seemed to understand the hesitation in her eyes.

He leaned down slightly, took her cool little hand in his, and gently pulled her up.

"Why are you dazed?"

Fang Qingyu's voice carried a barely perceptible chuckle, as if he were discussing a trivial matter. "I've killed quite a few so-called gods. What incarnations, reincarnations... do you think I'd be afraid of that?"

His tone was calm, yet it conveyed a resolute and unwavering confidence.

This is not blind arrogance, but a confidence built upon countless bloody battles and crossing the line between life and death time and time again.

Jiang Wei stood beside him, holding his hand.

I could feel the warmth and undeniable strength emanating from his palm.

She looked up at the calm and determination deep in his golden eyes, and remained silent for a few seconds.

Then, she said softly, in an almost factual tone:

"The true forms of gods are different."

She was reminding him, and also stating a cold, hard fact.

The arrival of the true form signifies the complete release of authority and the crushing of rules; that will represent a difference in the level of life.

Upon hearing this, Fang Qingyu's smile deepened.

Holding Jiang Wei's hand, he took a step and walked towards the edge of the force field.

"That's just right."

His voice wasn't loud, but it was like a thunderclap, exploding in Jiang Wei's heart.

"I have never killed the real body."

The last rays of the setting sun struggled to pierce through the murky, smoke-filled clouds, casting their light upon the scorched earth scarred by war.

The two figures, one tall and one short, walking side by side, stretched long behind them.
We left the forest.

Lin Kang, Qin Hui, Duan Ling, and others are still in the camp.

Seeing Fang Qingyu leading Jiang Wei out safely, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and their tired faces broke into smiles of relief.

"Fang Shen! Sister Jiang!"

Qin Hui was the first to come forward, his face filled with the excitement of surviving a disaster and heartfelt admiration. "Damn, that was incredible!"

He pounded his chest hard, as if trying to express something, but felt that any words would be inadequate.

Lin Kang maintained his cold, hard expression, but the seriousness in his eyes had dissipated. He nodded vigorously to Fang Qingyu: "Thank you for your hard work. Is it completely clean inside?"

"Yes, the core has been eliminated. The rest can be dealt with by the follow-up troops."

Fang Qingyu's words were concise and to the point.

"Yes." Lin Kang said seriously, "We will take full responsibility for the follow-up cleanup and reassurance work. You've just been through a major battle, so go back and rest first. I heard that the war zone you initially supported has basically been quelled?"

Fang Qingyu nodded: "They said it's been resolved, so it's probably not a big problem. We have to go now; some friends are waiting outside."

"Okay! Take care!" Lin Kang didn't waste any more words.

The farewell was simple and straightforward, without excessive sentimentality.

Fang Qingyu responded to everyone's gazes and words one by one.

Holding Jiang Wei's hand, he turned and merged into the slightly chaotic but gradually returning-to-order crowd on the edge of the city.

Soon, they found Wei Banmeng, Chu Kuanglan, and Lu Jiuyuan on a relatively intact street.

The three leaned against a military off-road vehicle that had been temporarily requisitioned.

He carried the smell of gunpowder from the battle, but seemed to be in good spirits.

"Fang Shen! Xiao Jiang!" Chu Kuanglan shouted loudly, waving from afar, "Over here!"

"solved?"

Wei Banmeng's cool eyes swept over Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei. Seeing that the two were tired but their breathing was steady, she felt relieved.

"Hmm." Fang Qingyu walked closer. "You guys over here?"

"Hey, don't mention it!"

Chu Kuanglan immediately perked up, opening the car door to signal everyone to get in while he began to talk incessantly.

"The three of us finally cornered a 'Rotting Swamp Crocodile' that had just crawled out of the sewers. That thing had thick skin and was poisonous! Old Lu's knife was practically sparking when he tried to cut it! In the end, it was only thanks to Junior Sister Wei's Ice Soul Blade Domain that it was frozen stiff. I then smashed a 'Lava Burst Fist' into its head, and that finally cracked its skull open. The stinking brains sprayed all over me. Damn, I took three showers and still felt the smell..."

He described it vividly, with exaggerated expressions.

This prompted Lu Jiuyuan to shake his head helplessly, and Wei Banmeng's lips twitched slightly.

Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei got into the back seat, and the car started.

"How are things going with Liu Hanyan and Shi Kong?"

Fang Qingyu leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes to rest, and casually asked.

“I just received a synchronized message from Beijing.” Wei Banmeng looked at the tablet in her hand. “The tide of death that Liu Hanyan’s team encountered at their outpost has ended. She and Situ Ming are both out of danger. Situ Ming has a permanent amputation of his left arm, but he is now conscious.”

"Liu Hanyan's true essence is severely depleted and she needs to rest. The Shi Kong team's mission is also over. Shi Kaishan was seriously injured and on the verge of death, but he was rescued. Shi Kong's golden body was broken and his internal organs were shaken, so he also needs time to recover. Both teams set off this morning to return to the capital for recuperation."

Fang Qingyu listened and nodded silently.

The cost was heavy, but being able to return alive was a stroke of luck amidst misfortune.

Ghost Festival is a giant meat grinder.

Let's stay a few more days.

Fang Qingyu opened his eyes and looked at the bustling city scene outside the car window.

"Once things are completely settled in Anjiang Province and the cleanup efforts in Qingjian are on track, we'll head back."

Hong Qitian's words in the Black Pine Pass force field still echoed in my ears.

The front lines in the Arctic Circle, the final destination of the members of Project Qianlong.

He needs to return to Beijing to learn more, and he also needs time to digest the information about the Arctic defense line and the gods revealed by Jiang Wei, and to prepare for it.

the following few days.

Just as Fang Qingyu had predicted, it was a near-frenzied, non-stop operation.

After eliminating the biggest obstacle, Heisong'ao, the pressure on the An Giang Provincial War Zone has been greatly reduced, but the remaining Life Ghost fluctuation points are still emerging one after another, requiring experts to be stationed to clear them out.

In Qingjian City, although the core of the massive Tree Demon's Nest was destroyed.

However, the number of derivative monsters remaining within the force field is staggering, making the cleanup work extremely arduous.

Fang Qingyu, Wei Banmeng, and the other two barely had time to catch their breath.

They were either urgently transferred to provide support in An Giang Province, or stayed in Qingjian to assist Lin Kang and his team in carrying out high-intensity clearing and suppression missions.

Often, as soon as one task is finished, the communicator immediately rings, pointing to the next coordinate. There's not even time to sit down and have a proper drink with old teammates like Qin Hui and Lao Qiao to catch up.

Either he's on a mission, or Qin Hui and his team are conducting a thorough search of a certain neighborhood, so they can't even meet him.

We could only exchange a few hurried greetings over the communicator and wish each other well.

In the information deluge of the real world.

Changes are also quietly taking place.

Despite the federal government's continued tight and efficient control of public opinion, this Halloween event had too wide an impact, too high an intensity, and too many eyewitnesses.

On various online platforms, posts of all sorts of "strange and unusual events" emerge one after another. Although they are quickly deleted, they stubbornly sprout up like weeds.

[Location: Eastern suburbs of Jiangzhou City! I witnessed it myself! A monster over three meters tall, covered in pustules, crawled out of an abandoned factory building! It was then cleaved in two by a golden light! Pictures and proof included! (Image has been deleted)]

[Holy crap! Our neighborhood was haunted last night! A shadow in white clothes floated by, the security guard rushed up and punched it, and the shadow vanished! The guard's fist was glowing!]

[Video evidence available! Superpowered beings battle spotted in the Gobi Desert! Figures flying through the sandstorm, and lightning too! Definitely aliens! (Video link broken)]

[Friends who just returned from Qingjian City, could you tell me what happened to that area in the East Suburb Industrial Park that was covered by a huge dome? Yesterday the dome was gone, and the inside was completely charred! The officials said it was a chemical spill drill? What a joke!]

These posts had sensational titles, vague content, and the images and videos were either incomplete or quickly became unusable.

However, keywords such as "monster," "superpower," and "mysterious dome" are like pebbles thrown into a calm lake, stirring up ripples in the hearts of countless ordinary netizens.

"The world seems to have changed."

"I feel like the authorities are hiding something big!"

"Could it be a resurgence of spiritual energy? Or an alien invasion?"

Various speculations circulated quietly in private chat groups and forum corners.

Panic, curiosity, excitement—a mix of emotions were swirling beneath the surface.

Clearly, the federal leadership is still weighing the options and is not yet ready to fully reveal the brutal truth to the public.

Maintaining the status quo and using "exercises," "accidents," or "special phenomena" to cover it up remains the mainstream approach.

Against this backdrop, Fang Qingyu and his team rushed around like firefighters, dealing with the aftershocks of the leaked supernatural power.

It wasn't until the third day after the large-scale fluctuations in the life force completely ceased.

After nearly a week of continuous high-intensity operation, the war zones of Qingjian City and Anjiang Province have finally ushered in a relatively stable period of respite.

The rooftop helipad of the Qingjian Branch Building of the Sanctuary of the Republic of Korea.

The silver-gray "Black Bird" shuttle rested quietly, its streamlined fuselage reflecting the crisp morning sunlight, like a raptor poised to pounce.

Fang Qingyu and his four companions were fully prepared to depart.

After changing into clean combat gear, although the fatigue from days of fighting was still evident in his brows, his eyes had regained their sharpness.

Director Wu Yu, Wu Yan, Lin Kang, Qin Hui, Duan Ling, Qi Hao, and others in the Bureau of Divine Religion.

Almost all of the Qingjian Divine Management Bureau's core members who were still operational.

Zhang Tiezhu, a representative of the Fierce Tiger Company, also came to the tarmac to see them off.

There was no sentimental farewell scene; the atmosphere was solemn and simple.

"Captain Fang, comrades, Qingjian was able to pull through this time thanks to you all!"

Director Wu Yu shook Fang Qingyu's hand firmly with a solemn expression, "Thank you for your hard work!"

"Take care of yourself!" Lin Kang patted Fang Qingyu on the shoulder. "The mission in the capital will only get more difficult."

"Captain Fang, everyone, the entire Tiger Company thanks you for your help!"

Zhang Tiezhu straightened his back and said in a booming voice, "If you ever need my help, just say the word!"

"Fang Shen! Come back and visit often!" "Take care!" "See you in the capital!"

Others joined in the chanting.

Fang Qingyu said no more, clasped his hands in a fist salute to everyone, then turned around and took the lead in climbing the gangway of the Black Bird Shuttle.

Jiang Wei followed closely behind, her small figure moving steadily.

Wei Banmeng and the other two boarded the plane one after another.

The cabin door closed slowly, shutting out the sounds of farewell from outside.

Through the porthole, Fang Qingyu could see Lin Kang and Qin Hui still standing in the same spot, waving vigorously.

The engine emitted a deep roar, and the strong airflow blew against the clothes of the people on the tarmac.

The black bird took off gracefully from the ground, tracing a beautiful arc in the clear morning light, and quickly ascended.

Below, the outline of Qingjian City rapidly shrank in the field of vision, the scars left by the battle were softly covered by the morning light, and the city was striving to recover its vitality.

On the top floor of the Sanctuary Building, the crowd seeing them off became tiny black dots.

Fang Qingyu took one last look at the land that had just been baptized by blood and fire, and then looked away.

The Black Bird Shuttle adjusted its posture, its engine power instantly increased, and it transformed into a silver-gray streak of light, tearing through the sky and speeding towards the northern capital.

More than an hour later.

Shangjing appeared below the Black Bird.

The shuttle descended smoothly and came to a precise stop above the rooftop helipad.

A slight vibration was felt as the landing gear touched the ground, and the engine's roar gradually diminished into a low hum.

The hatch slid open.

The same stern-faced, upright officer was still waiting by the gangway.

When they saw Fang Qingyu leading Jiang Wei, and the five of them—Wei Banmeng, Chu Kuanglan, and Lu Jiuyuan—walking down the gangway one by one, although they all looked weathered and their clothes still carried the lingering scent of battle, their spirits were still good, their breathing was steady, and they were clearly unharmed.

The officer's face, as hard as a stone carving, softened slightly.

He stepped forward and gave a standard and forceful military salute to the five men, especially Fang Qingyu, who was in the lead.

"Welcome back to the team!"

His voice was crisp and clear, like the clash of metal, "Congratulations on successfully completing your mission and returning safely!"

He glanced at the five people, confirming that none of them had any serious injuries, and continued, "You've worked hard. Go back and get some rest to recover."

Fang Qingyu, representing the squad, returned a simple military salute: "Good."

Wei Banmeng and Lu Jiuyuan also nodded silently in acknowledgment.

"Alright! I'm finally home!"

Chu Kuanglan was the first to stretch and yawn, a genuinely comfortable expression on his face. "Home is the best!"

His rough voice echoed across the empty tarmac, softening the solemn atmosphere somewhat.

Wei Banmeng glanced at him helplessly, while Lu Jiuyuan shook his head as if it were nothing new.

Fang Qingyu ignored Chu Kuanglan's sighs, glanced at the team members, and said in a deep voice, "Take a day off. After one day, everyone, including myself, must return to the cultivation room. During this Ghost Festival, everyone should have seen the gap and gained some insights. Take the time to digest them and cultivate diligently."

"Huh? You only got one day off?" Upon hearing this, Chu Kuanglan immediately made a face and complained habitually, "Fang Shen, can you give me another day? Look at my arms and legs, they're practically falling apart, and I'm completely exhausted."

Fang Qingyu's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile. Without even glancing at him, she took Jiang Wei's hand and turned to walk towards the exclusive passage leading to the blessed land.

He knew Chu Kuanglan too well; this guy might complain, but when it came to fighting for his life, he would never hesitate.

If you let him lie in bed for another day, he'll feel uncomfortable all over.

Wei Banmeng and Lu Jiuyuan were clearly well-versed in this matter. They cast a "save your breath" look at Chu Kuanglan, who was still sighing in place, and followed Fang Qingyu's footsteps.

"Hey! Wait for me! I was just kidding!"

Chu Kuanglan quickly put on a sour face and hurried after them.

A slight dizzying sensation of spatial transformation came through the familiar array of light gates.

The next moment, they found themselves in a tranquil paradise, secluded from the bustling city.

The familiar path, the familiar courtyard layout, and the fresh air enveloped everything like a gentle veil.

In the distance, mountains rise and fall, shrouded in mist; nearby, springs gurgle and murmur, and exotic flowers and herbs exude a refreshing fragrance.

The tranquility and peace here stand in stark contrast to the bloody battlefield we witnessed not long ago, as if we were in two completely different worlds.

Chu Kuanglan couldn't help but take another deep breath, this time a truly heartfelt feeling of comfort: "Ah, that feels so good! This is the kind of place a human being should be in!"

Fang Qingyu did not linger and walked straight to his own small courtyard.

Pushing open the rustic courtyard gate, the familiar scent of grass and trees mixed with the fragrance of earth wafts towards you.

The courtyard remained tidy, as if its owner had never left.

Jiang Wei naturally walked to the stone bench next to the stone table in the courtyard, sat down quietly, and habitually reached into her pocket for a lollipop.

Fang Qingyu did not go into the house immediately. He stood in the courtyard and glanced at this familiar little world.

After nearly a week of tension, I finally relaxed completely upon entering this absolutely safe environment.

Slowly close your eyes, and let your mind sink into the depths of your consciousness.

The map quietly emerged.

[Qi and Blood Therapy (Minor Success)]

[Visualization Method (Minor Success)]

This Ghost Festival operation.

Not only have I achieved minor success in the methods of Qi and Blood cultivation and visualization.

Below the graph are the numbers representing skill points.

73.

This is the largest single acquisition of skill points in history.

From the colossal lair in Qingjian City, to the peak second-tier Vajra Buddha in Heisong'ao, Anjiang Province, to the talking, eerie, and powerful Corpse Wolf Blood Kiss, and finally the three second-tier Tree Ghosts slain in the Tree Ghost's lair, and the Time Eclipse Witch wielding the projection of "Entropy of Time"...
Each time, a powerful demon is killed.

All of these are like a rich "experience package," accumulating into this astonishing number.

This was enough for Fang Qingyu to proceed before heading to the Arctic front.

He greatly enhanced his own strength, whether it was the martial arts system or the world patrol system!

(End of this chapter)