Daily life of a teacher in the martial arts department

This is a huge problem, and it could easily create hostility between Wang Qiushui and the military, who might believe there's a traitor on their side. Since the earpiece has a GPS tracking function, the military would also like to see a double agent on their side. Although the possibility is very low, almost unbelievable, it's still better than Ye Jiaofang having another Primordial Alien on his side.

Aside from the original alien race, who else could pinpoint the location of Wang Qiushui out of thin air?

The military attempted to contact Wang Qiushui, but failed; he disappeared without a trace and could not be reached.

It's really hard to define right or wrong in this behavior, because from God's perspective, Wang Qiushui really intended to take away the Red Emperor's remains and wanted to find an opportunity to replace the Red Emperor's destiny and become the ancestor during the Lower Yuan Festival.

Currently, there are two main concerns for the military. First, is there an ancestor behind Ye Jiaofang who can pinpoint the exact location of others, and was the ancestor whose destiny was to be replaced defeated by them? Second, if Ye Jiaofang's encounter with Wang Qiushui is not accidental, will he repeat his old tricks and continue to eliminate his enemies in Yingman?

Unlike before, when they could gather their main fighting force through the "Looking Up at the Autumn Waters" strategy in extreme circumstances, now it is entirely possible for them to be defeated one by one.

The military had no choice but to gather the Yingqin Pass group, an action that foreshadowed their complete defeat before the ceremony even began. They had invested massive amounts of manpower, resources, and manpower, yet ultimately failed to find Ye Jiaofang, instead being completely outmaneuvered. It's suspected that the other side had planted an internal traitor there, or possessed a Primordial Alien-level ally.

The situation is terrible. The distrust between the military and Wang Qiushui has created this situation, but neither side is entirely innocent.

In the blink of an eye, night fell.

A man in a purple yukata stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, cherry blossoms filling the sky. The alarm had already sounded, and the military had finally made up its mind to begin an emergency evacuation.

The reason we didn't evacuate earlier was because Wang Qiushui was still alive, and we didn't know the exact time of the ceremony, so we had other options. Now that Wang Qiushui is gone, and the exact time of the ceremony can be roughly determined, we have no choice but to evacuate.

The man looked up and saw fighter jets roaring overhead in the distance, making the people of the city uneasy.

He understood the military's choice of this time; it meant they had run out of options and were resorting to desperate measures—a move forced upon them after losing Wang Qiushui. But it clearly had an effect. Regarding the matter of Bai Lian, the man felt Ye Jiaofang hadn't handled it carefully enough, and thus it was discovered. Otherwise, the situation would be much better. If the timing couldn't be determined, the military couldn't have indefinitely put residents into emergency evacuation mode; with tens of millions of people, they couldn't withstand such a disruption.

The military's decision has escalated the situation, and it's unclear who will ultimately bear the pressure of this decision. But for now, the pressure is on Ye Jiaofang.

"So... what do you plan to do?"

Chapter Forty-Eight: The Ceremony Begins!

Ye Jiaofang remained calm as he listened to the alarm sounding above.

"Has any action been taken...?"

He sighed inwardly, feeling somewhat regretful that the secret of the defeated lotus had finally been discovered. Otherwise, the military would have been completely unable to deal with him.

At the same time, a loud broadcast rang out, echoing throughout the cherry blossom-lined sky. The message was roughly that people should stay at home, not go out, and not go to air-raid shelters or schools. They should stay quietly at home, and if they had a basement, they should stay there.

"That's quite a thoughtful consideration..."

Ye Jiaofang's expression remained unchanged. Clearly, he had received the news of Bai Lian a bit too late. If it had been a few days earlier, he could have made the entire Yingman deserted with a bit of ruthlessness. Humanity's determination to fight against the progenitor was beyond question—of course, using area-of-effect attacks in a city full of innocent people didn't count, especially since the area-of-effect attacks were barely effective.

However, the military only received that news yesterday. At that time, completely evacuating the entire Sakura was impossible. If only a portion were evacuated, it might cause even more chaos. Ye Jiaofang wouldn't mind letting the Clown launch a propaganda offensive to gain an advantage for himself. He could then unleash the Ancestor's Descent, with the elite escaping on planes while the rest wait to die in Sakura, directly throwing the region into chaos. Therefore, the military didn't choose to evacuate a portion of the population first... They were unaware of the Clown's existence, which could only be interpreted as them being very cautious.

The current evacuation is naturally to clear the battlefield for Ying Qin Pass and Ye Jiaofang, and to minimize casualties as much as possible. Casualties are inevitable, so we can only try to reduce them. If it were a normal emergency evacuation, Ye Jiaofang would be taking his belongings to an air-raid shelter or a school to complete the ceremony. Especially the latter, Ye Jiaofang felt some sympathy for the politicians and soldiers who opened fire on the school.

Unfortunately, this idea was also anticipated. The military was trying to avoid crowds gathering in one place, which showed their determination to fight Ye Jiaofang to the bitter end. They were even considering plans to minimize the impact on the masses... All of this was because Bai Lian's secret had been exposed.

Ye Jiaofang thought of Shen Xin again, because it looked very much like the old friend in his memory.

"Truly, his success and failure both stemmed from his son."

Aside from the Joker, a card completely unknown to Wang Qiushui, the man possessed nothing else that, according to him, could be used to help him. Therefore, Ye Jiao herself wasn't entirely confident about finding the Defeat Lotus. So, it's a case of being both made and broken by someone else's son—needless to say.

"Perhaps we should have acted then...no, it's no use, the military would have noticed."

Ye Jiaofang shook his head. Since things had come to this point, there was no point in thinking about it anymore. He should think carefully about how to face the situation ahead.

Among these, the most important is the location where the ceremony will be held.

The military didn't know how long the ceremony would last or when there would be any major commotion, which put them in a very passive position. What if there was a major commotion when the ceremony was almost over? Even if they went to see Qiushui, they wouldn't be able to make it in time. This was their biggest fear.

Ye Jiaofang knew everything perfectly well.

The only saving grace was that Wang Qiushui also wanted to become the progenitor, and she learned the entire ritual process from that man. But she couldn't tell the military about it... because she also wanted to become the progenitor, and the man had assured her that the military wouldn't learn the ritual materials and process from Wang Qiushui.

—I don't know if he understands Wang Qiushui too well, or if he understands the allure of immortality too well. But now that Wang Qiushui has been injured by him, she has lost her chance to compete with Ye Jiaofang this Ghost Festival...Won't she tell him?

That seems unlikely. If she did tell them, the military would definitely ask her where she got the information, and that would go on and on.

Ye Jiaofang wasn't as certain as a man, but he was very open-minded and would accept whatever the outcome might be.

The destiny of a fighter is to embrace struggle.

"The ceremony will be held here..."

After thinking it over, he spoke.

"Clown...can you make a big commotion? How big, really big?"

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Before you knew it, night had fallen, and the once bustling streets were deserted. This was a rare sight for a city that, like Qiyao, was known as a city that never sleeps.

Soon, a small portion of the city will be reduced to ruins... Ye Jiaofang isn't stupid; he'll definitely head to the most prosperous area in Yingman, where there are the most skyscrapers.

Ying Qin Guan, Feng Yun Ke, and Fei Cun Tan Ying sat in two modified supersonic fighter jets, ready to take off at any moment. Ying Qin Guan and Feng Yun Ke sat together, as Feng Yun Ke could fly fighter jets himself, while Fei Cun Tan Ying sat with another military pilot.

Feng Yunke clearly felt that his life could only last until the end of this battle... or even longer.

In terms of lifespan alone, he still had several months left. However, facing Ye Jiaofang, it was impossible for him to avoid injury; he would inevitably lose his lifespan due to the injury. Because the Undying Worm's repair ability, like the Undying Worm Virus, was passive and extremely unreliable, he knew that he would inevitably die in this battle.

He clutched his heart, feeling a pang of reluctance. When would he wake up next time, and what would the world be like then?

Although he felt a little reluctant, there was no fear in his eyes.

He truly was fearless in the face of death.

Hisumura Tan's face was ashen as he wiped the resounding sword. He had inspected it twice and it was indeed a fine sword without any problems. He looked forward to the battle. Hisumura Tan couldn't imagine what the outcome would have been if Shinshin hadn't been able to arrive at the scene yesterday. He dared not imagine.

Ying Qin Guan sat to one side, his face expressionless, making it difficult to understand what he was thinking.

The two from Yorozuya remained at the combat base, with Shinshin even requesting to go to the battlefield as well. However, she was refused. The reason is self-evident: martial artists are generally unable to protect someone from another martial artist of the same level, and the higher the level, the more difficult it is to protect them.

In the midst of silence, a massive pillar of light suddenly rose into the sky in the distance, illuminating all directions with astonishing power. Even from sixty kilometers away, Ying Qin Guan and his party could see it clearly.

The military reacted swiftly, and Pies quickly saw the surveillance footage... The beam of light was enormous, over ten meters long, enveloping everything inside.

Before the military could react, on the other side, more than 60 kilometers away, an enormous pillar of light rose from the ground!

The distances between Osaka and Manchuria are 113 kilometers and 132 kilometers respectively. These two places are located directly in the far west and far east of Osaka!

Chapter Forty-Nine: Heading to the Battlefield!

In two places, the far west and far east of cherry blossom-filled landscapes, a tremendous commotion, seemingly a ritual, erupted simultaneously?!

The military had previously suspected that Ye Jiaofang might be aided by the Primordial Alien Race. The appearance of these two pillars of light further confirmed their suspicions. Of course, the possibility of some new type of magic cannot be ruled out.

"Two...two?!"

Yu Xietian's loss of voice, coupled with the simultaneous appearance of two pillars of light, left him and many others bewildered.

But they would be confused; P.S. would not. His voice was firm and cold as he issued commands over the channel.

"Ying Qin Guan, you and Hisumura Tan Ying switch positions, but don't rush to take off. Group 11, Group 13, aim at the beam of light and launch a Spike Purification Missile!"

The Spike Purification Missile is a unique product in the missile world. It is a miniature missile designed for individual combat. Weighing only a little over 700 grams, it has a small kill radius, which is just right for a beam of light of this size. If it were a regular missile, it would be really hard to withstand it.

P.S. proceeded methodically, giving orders to switch the positions of Ying Qin Guan and Fei Cun Tan Ying. This was understandable; the enemy's deployment clearly indicated an attempt to disperse their main fighting force. Therefore, in the worst-case scenario, this situation needed to be considered. It was obviously unreasonable for Ying Qin Guan to be on the same fighter jet as Feng Yun Ke. If a battle were to occur, it should be Ying Qin Guan alone, with Fei Cun Tan Ying and Feng Yun Ke together.

The two sides are 120 kilometers apart. If one side runs to the wrong place and then back, it would actually need to travel three 60-kilometer distances, totaling 180 kilometers. Even in a supersonic fighter jet, it would take more than eight minutes, which would fulfill the other side's wish. Who knows, the ceremony might even be completed by then. Pies naturally wanted to avoid this situation. So he decided to launch an attack using the Spike Purification Missile first.

The military personnel were clearly on high alert. After Ying Qin Guan and Fei Cun Tan Ying switched positions, they received the message that the missile had been launched and, after entering the beam of light, there was no reaction.

Upon receiving this news, Ying Qin Guan knew... he had no choice but to set off.

More powerful attacks are possible, but they only take three minutes to fly over from here. In three minutes, how many residents can evacuate, how far can they retreat, and is there any guarantee that the newly launched weapons will be effective? So... we have to act.

The two pillars of light looked slightly different. Without much hesitation, Pies sent Ying Qin Guan to the first pillar of light and Feng Yun Ke and Fei Cun Tan Ying to the second pillar of light.

He made a decisive and swift decision; the supersonic fighter jet was activated, and the three of them went to opposite directions.

The two from the Yorozuya remained at the combat base... Shenxin missed Shen Jiu. She felt that in this situation, Shen Jiu would definitely be able to reach a conclusion. Unless the two sides could temporarily switch places, this kind of thing, where "as long as you do it in a short time, you can get an answer," would not be difficult for her. But things still happened. They had neither Shen Jiu nor Wang Qiushui. Their advantages in space and time were cut off. The only one left was Hongyan, but she had no news at the crucial moment. She wanted to follow and go to the battlefield, but she was refused... This frustrating feeling that nothing went smoothly haunted Shenxin.

She was too eager to take action. If it were her, she could immediately tell if the beam of light was real or fake just by taking a close look at it... although by the time she could see the beam of light up close, it was basically too late.

Shen Xin had some ideas... She also knew spatial magic, but it wasn't nearly as powerful as Wang Qiushui's, and its range was greatly limited. Without overexerting herself, she had to stop and catch her breath after each use. Although slower than a supersonic fighter jet, it would definitely arrive faster than the other side and be effective.

She didn't know why this crazy idea came to her, but she was certain it came from her own heart, from her own intuition, just like Shen Jiu's experience. If it weren't for Shen Xin's intuition's frantic warning, she probably wouldn't have come there, and Shen Jiu might have died completely—but not necessarily, Feng Yunke always seemed very calm, he might also have a way to save Shen Jiu.

Now, Shenxin has unwavering faith in his intuition, which stems from the wondrous warnings of the descendants of the Son of Man. Shenxin surmises that this is a special attack against the Primordial Alien race. If a Primordial Alien race is about to appear, then the instincts of the Son of Man will issue a warning. This should be the so-called Thirty-Seventh Tribulation, which is... the Human Tribulation!

"I'm going to take action!"

Shenxin held up the small blackboard to express his opinion.

She had thought Yu Xietian would object, but he quickly nodded and said, "Okay, let's go."

Yu Xietian... He had been prepared for this for a long time. In fact, even when Shenxin himself was unsure whether to take action, he was certain that Shenxin would act.

Yu Xietian's reaction startled Shen Xin slightly, but before she could think about it, she received Yu Xietian's permission and immediately began writing on the blackboard.

"Where are we going?" Yu Xietian asked.

"A legendary figure!"

Shenxin's choice was highly targeted. Ying Qin Pass was bound to win, whether they encountered Ye Jiaofang or the ancestral alien race that the military suspected. Even if they didn't win, at least nothing should happen to them. If even he got into trouble, then the Yorozuya would be nothing but a gift. Therefore, Shenxin wanted to strengthen the weaker side.

She began writing in an ancient language on the small blackboard, a language specifically designed for magic. While Shenxin didn't need to chant, she still had to write; theoretically, casting magic was slightly slower than chanting. But her strength lay in the fact that once you chanted, the spell had to be cast. Shenxin, however, could store the spell after writing it on the blackboard, using it only when needed. Therefore, Shenxin was practically useless in a direct confrontation; her writing skills were more than enough to kill her a hundred times over. But if she had prepared beforehand, that would be a different story.

"Let's go!"

Shenxin raised the small blackboard—a crazy and rebellious act. If they had stayed obediently at the combat base, this matter would have had no impact on them. However, Shenxin was determined to leave. She realized that she had never truly abandoned her mission. The Primordial Alien Race was about to be born, and she had to stop it. Shenjiu had already paid the price once for her refusal during the Seven Luminaries period; now, it couldn't happen again!

The two disappeared, and when they reappeared, they were already on their way to the pillar of light that Fengyunke and his group had gone to.

If the memories of the God of War carried by Fengyunke, this immortal insect, can be called a curse, then the mission borne by the son of man...

And isn't it also a curse?

Chapter Fifty: How pitiful

(PS: This is the first update. I've just started writing the next chapter, and I don't know when it will be finished. If you're still waiting, go to sleep after reading this chapter.)

In three minutes, after traversing half of the cherry blossoms, Ying Qin Guan and the pilot arrived around the giant pillar of light.

The beam of light stretched straight into the sky, incredibly thick, and those outside could not see what was inside at all; they could only see a vast expanse of dazzling gold.

When Ying Qin arrived at the pass, there were already quite a few people around who tried to use magic and suppress the light with firepower. But all of this was to no avail. Two people even tried to enter the pillar of light, but they lost contact with each other instantly after entering.

Ying Qin Guan had already heard this information through his earpiece while on the way. The situation on the other side seemed similar. At present, it was still impossible to determine which side was the real ceremony. It was even possible that both sides were fake. But for now, there were not many options.