Sword Shatters Stars

Chapter 25 Picking up bags
Lin Xiufeng and Zhao Youyue clasped their hands together, but they did not transform into the Armadillo King.

"Why not?" Zhao Youyue asked, somewhat worried.

"Not aligned".

Lin Xiufeng deliberately misaligned the beads to confirm that it had no effect, and then adjusted them so that the half of the blue light bead in each of their palms were aligned.

In an instant, a burst of blue light erupted!

The burst of blue light instantly enveloped the two of them.

The large mass of blue light transformed into the form of an armadillo king, its four short legs gripping the icy ground with hooks to slow it down.

Lin Xiufeng and Zhao Youyue were wrapped up inside, maintaining the posture of sitting together on the shovel.

"Stop! Turn around immediately!"

Zhao Youyue just noticed unusual traces in the snow and ice.

With Lin Xiufeng's help, the Azure Armadillo King turned around and crawled for a moment before stopping beside the backpack in the snow.

The blue-light's tail threaded through the backpack straps, and its four short legs continued to crawl.

Before long, three more backpacks were found in the snow nearby.

Zhao Youyue was very curious: "Where did those four Heavenly Martial Souls that fell down go...?"

"Will it end up like the death of the Heavenly Warrior?"

Is it really that bizarre?

Zhao Youyue felt the possibility was very high.

"If we enter the alien world of the Heavenly Martial Realm and the turbulent currents can break us down, does that mean that the information that can be broken down can be stored and recorded?"

"Even if we could, it's not a power that we humans on Sky Blue Star can control."

"What I mean is, if it can be stored, can it be restored?"

Lin Xiufeng recalled the death of the Heavenly Warrior, when the small ball of light inside his body twisted and disappeared.

Could it be that the thing contains all the information about the Heavenly Warrior's body and even consciousness?
"...This idea is outrageous! But considering that the other world of the Heavenly Martial Realm is already outrageous, and the power of the Heavenly Martial Realm is even more outrageous, it's not impossible."

Zhao Youyue didn't want to think about it too much; it was too terrifying.

If so, does the civilization behind the mysterious information control all information?
But then I thought about it again.

The evolutionary gap between the Blue Star and the mysterious civilization is immeasurable; destroying them should be a piece of cake.

Why bother with so much effort?

Logically speaking, it should be to help the humans of Planet Tianlan.

Lin Xiufeng's thoughts kept getting more and more complicated...

Zhao Youyue quickly stopped thinking about these things. She observed the size of the Azure Armadillo King and discovered a problem.

"Lin Xiufeng, the Armadillo King has not recovered!"

"...Really, resting for so long didn't help, it even got a little smaller."

Lin Xiufeng didn't know whether the Armadillo King needed to replenish its energy or whether it could no longer transform once its energy was depleted.

"Let's hurry down there and change back."

Zhao Youyue certainly didn't want to lose this magical help.

The armadillo king curled up into a ball, trying its best to wrap the backpack it had picked up.

It rolled for a while and then stopped at the bottom of the mountain.

There's been no snow here for a long time.

After putting away the Azure Armadillo King, Lin Xiufeng and Zhao Youran began to check the backpacks of the four villains with triangular eyes.

Zhao Youyue emptied something from her backpack and pouted in disappointment.

"What the heck! A half-bag full of potatoes and sweet potatoes! And underwear with holes! How disgusting!"

Zhao Youran threw her backpack aside as well.

"Don't you search every other floor?"

Lin Xiufeng gave him a reminder, but Zhao Youyue just grabbed her bag and threw it in front of him.

"Don't touch it! Just thinking about torn underwear makes me sick."

"I'll check the compartments; you empty the contents of your bag."

Lin Xiufei emptied out everything from the various compartments, throwing away the useless items and putting the useful ones away.

All four bags were filled with sweet potatoes and potatoes...

I have two tattered pieces of clothing; the tattered ones can only be used as cloth for patching.

There are nine weapons and four sets of tools, but they are all made of the kind of antique alloy materials found in Sanjia Village.

The four miniature robots are all out of power.

"This guy is quite funny. He likes to collect stones. He has dozens of stones of various shapes and he doesn't get tired of carrying them around every day."

Zhao Youyue noticed that all four backpacks were old and worn, and looked worthless.

"A diary? Let me see!"

Zhao Youyue curiously moved closer to Lin Xiufei to look at the contents of the diary together.

After the miniature robot ran out of power, the man started writing in his diary.

It records the longing for the return of the blue planet and the yearning for relatives whom one originally thought they didn't care about.

There are also important events experienced in the Dream Continent, as well as records and reflections on the power of Heavenly Martial Arts, insights into the application of the power of Heavenly Martial Arts, and records of the various techniques learned.

Lin Xiufeng was particularly interested in these, but Zhao Youyue wanted to see them all.

"Don't you think it's a waste of time? Why don't you tear it off and see?" "Isn't that going too far? What if you take it out to his family later?"

Zhao Youyue was moved by the emotions expressed in the diary, and Lin Xiufeng couldn't help but remind her:

"Tell his family that he's dead? Or that he fell to his death while fighting us?"

"..." Zhao Youyue calmed down a bit, as if this kindness was worse than nothing.

Since there was no news, we assumed that he was still diligently cultivating in the Heavenly Martial Realm.

"I feel bad about tearing it up. Should I put it in my bag later and leave it here?"

Zhao Youyue came up with a compromise.

"Row."

As Lin Xiufeng spoke, he turned the page, glancing at the content related to Dream Continent and the power of Heavenly Martial Arts before tearing it off.

"Hey!" Zhao Youyue felt that this was going too far, but Lin Xiufeng ignored her.

In no time, more than half of the diary was torn up, and the rest was thrown to her.

"Look if you want, put it here if you want. But we should get going. If we linger here any longer, what if Sister Yin and the others get angry and come after us?"

Lin Xiufeng's scare tactics did indeed make Zhao Youyue nervous.

Sister Yin and her group were stronger, more experienced, and outnumbered them.

Hiding is definitely the safest option!

Lin Xiufeng stuffed the three backpacks into one and carried it away.

Zhao Youyue stopped looking at the rest of the diary, wrapped the tattered clothes in several layers, placed them on the snow, and caught up with Lin Xiufeng.

"Why don't you watch it?"

"You've ruined my mood."

As Zhao Youyue walked, she looked around and saw mountains everywhere she looked.

They dared not return to the three villages they had visited earlier, and for a moment they were disoriented and felt lost.

"Which way? To throw tree branches?"

"Compared to Sanjia Village, we are heading north, which aligns with the previous divine will to go north."

"Even shamanistic rituals are more reliable than you! You don't even need to act!"

Zhao Youyue thought of Lin Xiufeng throwing away seashells, and wanted to complain but felt there was nowhere to complain.

It's pure, unfiltered nonsense.

"Acting is about deceiving others. Do you think I should be deceiving you, or deceiving myself?"

"How come you have such a string of fallacies? Where did you learn them?"

"My father taught me."

After Lin Xiufeng finished speaking, her emotions suddenly became unstable. She quickly composed herself and, anticipating what Zhao Youyue was about to say, pointed at her and said:

"I have a good temper, but there's one rule: don't talk about my parents in front of me."

"...What's wrong? Are they too busy to take care of you?"

Zhao Youyue swallowed back the words she was about to say, "What kind of father teaches you such twisted logic?" but became even more curious about the relationship between Lin Xiufeng and his parents.

"Your guess reveals your relationship with your parents."

"Could you please not mention my parents?"

Zhao Youyue cared a lot.

"Very good, we now have a foundation of mutual respect."

This is the effect Lin Xiufeng wanted.

"Who cares about your business!" Zhao Youyue pouted.

For a moment, neither of them spoke, and they walked on and on in silence.

Little did they know, a crisis was approaching from behind.

Yin Jie and her group of six exerted a great deal of effort to descend the steepest icy and snowy cliff.

When they reached the area where the armadillo king was moving to look for its backpack, the footprints on the snow surprised them.

"Could this be the Armadillo King?"

Where did those two brats' footprints go?

Yin Jie couldn't guess what had happened either. The armadillo king wouldn't attack, it would only run away, but the fact remained that the human footprints had vanished into thin air.

Meng Ge speculated, "Could it have clung to the armadillo king and gone down there?"

Sister Yin raised her hand to cover her face in annoyance, not even having the strength to retort to him.

The woman next to Meng Ge said:

"The armadillo king will turn into a ball and roll down; how will they catch it?"

"That's right!" Meng Ge wholeheartedly agreed.

"Follow the trail, but be careful along the way. Perhaps the armadillo king has simply covered up their footprints."

After thinking it over, Sister Yin could only come up with this reasonable explanation.

So the group followed the trail and continued their pursuit.

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Bonus chapter, thanks to Silver Alliance Leader "Wounded?" for Chapter Seven.

(End of this chapter)