Daily life of a teacher in the martial arts department

Nineteen Xiu made a series of tactical arrangements, showing that she was very experienced and took good care of Zhong Hongyu. The rear guard, as the name suggests, was at the back of the team to prevent special situations, such as ambushes, rescues, and stabilizing the situation. In this kind of operation where it is a firefight, the rear guard is undoubtedly the most dangerous, while the rear guard is the safest. Bringing Zhong Hongyu here this time was probably more to let her experience it firsthand and accumulate experience.

While Shijiu was strategizing, Yu Xietian also reviewed the enemy's information several times. He was slightly concerned; Qiyao's intelligence network was quite good, having uncovered the enemy's resources during their time in the chaotic province. However, upon arriving in this town, the number of people seemed somewhat off, as if they were missing.

It's normal for there to be less; it would be strange if there were more. This shouldn't be something to worry about. However, Yu Xietian always felt that there was something strange about it; there was something unusual about this small town.

But he quickly dismissed those thoughts... In a few hours, when the enemy was most relaxed, they would make their move.

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"I never expected to see you here."

"I feel the same way about that."

In the City of Truth, Hiramura Tanzaku, dressed in ronin attire, sits in a coffee shop, intently stirring the "Tears of the Goddess" in her coffee cup.

Opposite him sat a man as imposing as a mountain... Kui.

A synonym for power, a god-like man.

The significance of their meeting here is self-evident.

"Is it okay if we chat like this?" Hisumura Tan's voice suddenly broke out, asking a somewhat inexplicable question.

Kui remained calm and said, "It's alright."

Kui refers to the person monitoring him. Normally, this person would be able to hear it. Not only is someone monitoring him, but he also has recording devices on him. His enemies should also be being monitored by someone, but Kui says it doesn't matter.

Himura Tanzaku smiled wryly, "His methods are truly extraordinary."

Kui nodded slightly in agreement, then said in a deep voice:

"During the Black Dragon Defense War, he single-handedly hacked into the military's magic network system, directing the missiles launched by the military to their own heads. Although he was eventually stopped, the story is still shocking and terrifying... His methods were truly extraordinary. Even without the Red Emperor or Cain, he would have reached this point sooner or later."

Himura Tanzaku said, "It seems you're completely on his side."

“He showed me such amazing muscles and promised me freedom I’ve never had before. Besides, I’m an alien, so why shouldn’t I stand by his side?” Kui’s voice was calm, but every word he said made sense. He was the type who would never regret arguing.

This doesn't mean that Kui always wins arguments, but rather that he thinks extremely quickly and always performs perfectly in every argument. If he still loses, it can only be understood as being completely outmatched, not a problem with his performance.

"In comparison, what about you? You are human, and you weren't on this side before, so why did you change your mind?"

As Kui looked up, Hisumura Tan's unsure how to respond to his gaze, she looked away.

Previously, his decision to join Ji Chaoge was a last resort. But now, he's truly risking his life for him... Ji Chaoge reveals some information to Himura Tan's eyes: Shen Jiu's life is now in his hands.

But Ji Chaoge also confessed that this wasn't specifically designed to deal with Himura Tan's character. He meant that she wasn't worthy of his elaborate schemes. Shenzhou-9 was a trump card he had planted within the military. During the world war, he would use Shenzhou-9 to deliver a fatal blow to the military. However, in terms of the outcome, Shenzhou-9's life did indeed fall into his hands. Himura Tan's character had no choice but to submit.

Himura Tan's luck is perhaps another Ji Qiuming, except that he is much luckier than Ji Qiuming. Ji Qiuming doesn't care about anyone except Fu Feihan and Ji Fenming, and he met these two very late. He also encountered various troubles because of racial issues. Himura Tan's luck is different. He is human. He was picked up by the son of the Sword Saint in his early years and later met Shen Jiu. The two most important people in his life accompanied him in the first and second halves of his life.

However, the two still share one thing in common... their cold personalities. It's just that Ji Qiuming wears it on her face, while Himura Dan's coldness is hidden deep inside.

They care about nothing—nation, race, world, humanity. Such empty words cannot stir the slightest ripple in their hearts. Ji Qiuming exemplified this perfectly, while Himura Tan's character, because of Shen Jiu, also once walked the path of change... But when Shen Jiu fell, perhaps he was destined to walk this path of carnage.

But how many of these things could one say to Kui?

To say that I don't care, to say that I'm indifferent, to say that Shenzhou-9's life is in Ji Chaoge's hands?

Say this?

There seemed to be nothing more to say... so Hisumura Tanzaku pursed her lips and said calmly, "I want to live. Isn't that reason enough?"

Kui calmly gazed at Himura Tanzaku, his golden pupils seemingly able to see through people's hearts.

After a long pause, he slowly said, "The desire of living beings to survive, and the things they do... are not necessarily correct. But no one but yourself has the right to say that what you are doing is wrong."

Himura Tansaku remained silent... He looked out the window at the dazzling lights and bustling activity. But he knew that soon, this place would become a living hell, the second starting point for Ji Chaoge's ambitions.

His murmured words were like a dream, his voice indistinct and unclear.

"Do you want to live...?"

Chapter Twenty: Their Own Whereabouts

Ying Qin boarded the plane. His destination was a neighboring country of Southern Qin... well, not exactly a neighboring country. The most accurate description would be "the country closest to Southern Qin that has an airport."

After arriving there, he would have to travel for quite some time before returning to Southern Qin, then finding Yizhou, Wuyang City, his hometown, and finally the village that had been completely transformed... It would inevitably take a very long time.

This is a long journey, both physical and spiritual; the process of walking is the unity of body and soul.

Originally, this journey would have been delayed by a few years, until Ying Qinguan had accumulated enough courage and strength. But things don't always go as planned; fate doesn't give you the chance to empty every tiny pebble from your shoes before embarking on your journey.

Ying Qin Guan lowered his head slightly, reached out and covered his left chest, feeling the heartbeat within.

Where will the souls that reside within it ultimately end up?

He hoped this long journey would provide him with answers.

But in reality, some answers cannot be found on a journey. You must grasp the sword and knife forged with blood, sweat, and tears, and plunge them into the enemy's heart with your own hands. Only when the blood spurts out and soaks your clothes will you know what you are looking for.

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In the dimly lit laboratory, Wang Qiushui, soaking wet, walked out leaning against the wall, breathing heavily, her pupils unfocused, like a drowning person just pulled out of the water.

She failed... She failed.

While Mingxuan Hou was indeed well-versed in alchemy, she was far inferior in biology, magic, and rituals. She was unable to complete the life-extending ritual before her death. However, Wang Qiushui, left with no other choice, resorted to this method... and the result was obvious: not everyone can so casually risk their own body and escape unscathed like Ji Chaoge.

Wang Qiushui could feel her immune system collapsing... Over the past thousand years, she had used far too many methods to sustain her life. And with this failure, all the consequences were erupting at once, leaving her on the verge of collapse.

"Ji Chaoge..."

Yes, at this moment, Wang Qiushui thought of Ji Chaoge again... Now that things have come to this, no one but the incredibly resourceful Ji Chaoge can save her life. No matter what ambitions Ji Chaoge has, no matter what tricks she might play, or what she might use to threaten or restrain her, Wang Qiushui can no longer control it.

There is absolutely no other choice left!

However... this realization came far too late.

Ji Chaoge had mocked the stupidity of many people. In his view, one and a half people in the world were not stupid; one was himself, and the other half was the Wannian Bird.

The fools naturally included the hazy figure and Xunjiang; they were too rational, always choosing the less bad outcome. Therefore, they retreated again and again. No matter what posture or expression they adopted, the final result was always the same: Ji Chaoge was always the most willing to risk everything. His vast fortune, his unparalleled foundation, even his own life—he could give it all up without hesitation. Therefore, these two who dared not overturn the table were destined to be unworthy of being his enemies.

The more you care, the more concerns you have, and the more weaknesses you develop.

Take, for example, Himura Dan's wife and Kai. They were manipulated by the prevailing trends and swept along by the tides of the times, never considering how to lead those trends themselves. Hime Chaoge's side, on the other hand, truly had a hellish start, with absolutely no freedom until a certain point in time. Compared to them, Himura Dan's wife and Kai's efforts began much earlier. But ultimately, they were merely pawns on the chessboard, not even having the choice of which side to align with.

For example, "Looking at the autumn waters, Marquis Mingxuan".

These two share a common flaw. In the words of Nan Qin, they are like fish out of water; they will never give up until the very last step. They will never do things that go against their conscience but that they should have done long ago. For example, if you put them in Ji Chaoge's body, they might have given up when they were in the sea of ​​fire. They wanted to save their parents, but they couldn't. By the time they wanted to run away, it was too late. Ji Chaoge's small body is not as strong as his two muscular brothers.

As a result, Marquis Mingxuan misjudged his remaining lifespan and passed away first. Wang Qiushui will soon follow in his footsteps. Some time ago, before Cain appeared, Ji Chaoge would not have refused such a minor surgery as gene modification. As a specialist who changed careers and a master of mutation who used the ancestral gene for research, this was indeed a minor surgery for Ji Chaoge.

Now, Wang Qiushui has finally surrendered completely. She no longer wants anything; she has no desire to live on.

But it was too late. She had no idea where Ji Chaoge was. After the failed surgery, she only had a few hours left to live. Her magic began to go haywire, her tongue went numb, her rationality evaporated, and she didn't even realize she bit her tongue while chanting magic. Even if she found Ji Chaoge, what could she do?

But thinking about these things is useless. Even if they find it, they might not survive, but if they don't find it, they will definitely die. Wang Qiushui has no choice but to go and find it.

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Flowing clouds.

One of the first-tier cities of the Seven Luminaries, it is famous for a special alien race called "Flowing Clouds"—although it sounds strange, the special alien race is not an alien race.

At the Liuyun venue, social elites from all walks of life entered. Tonight, a charity gala, broadcast live nationwide, will be held here, with many important figures from both the military and government in attendance.

Shen Xin slowly walked in, her expression cold and resolute. She came alone, without her small blackboard, and stayed in the corner, waiting quietly.

The last trip to the cherry blossom-filled area taught her so much. The last bit of weakness in Shenxin had been worn away, and the destiny of the hazy figure facilitated the final sublimation. Now she has a stronger determination than anyone else, and she will strive for the final victory no matter what.

Yes, the hazy figure is dead... temporarily for the progenitor. But now she is truly dead, her destiny now in the hands of the gods.

The combination of being the son of a human and possessing the destiny of a progenitor is utterly unheard of. Yet, fate is indeed wondrous; just as some are willing to betray their own race to aid others, naturally there will also be progenitors willing to betray their own race to help humanity.

Shenxin came here for an obvious reason... This was the time and place promised by Ji Chaoge. If she could really deal with Cain and everything went smoothly, then it wouldn't be long before the hazy figure would consider using a backup plan to deal with Ji Chaoge... She felt that Ji Chaoge wouldn't make a move before defeating Cain, but unfortunately, Ji Chaoge was never defined.

God waited quietly.

"Come on... Cain, let me see if your race is truly so noble. Will that door open its mouth and devour you, who shouldn't have returned!"

"You came into this world through my hands, and you will return through my hands as well!"

Chapter Twenty-One begins!

September 5, 174th year of the Seven Luminaries Calendar.

A day destined to be recorded in history.

In the entire history of humankind, this day can be ranked second in importance, directly concerning the survival of the entire race... The first place is the day the God of War was born.

Until 1:32 PM local time in the City of Truth, it was just an ordinary day, and everything was perfectly normal.

At this time...

Zhong Hongyu and Yu Xietian, who were located on the border of the Seven Luminaries, were still waiting for a more suitable time to launch a surprise attack.

Ying Qin Guan boarded an airplane, on his journey to find a spiritual home.

Fu Feihan, Luo Shui, and Jing Fang were walking back to their dormitory.

Mu Nandong and Ed were picking up the phone to report the strange aura they had just sensed to their superiors.

Ji Qiuming was attempting to infiltrate deeper into the mage tower. However, it was clear he would be blocked by the detection system; while he could force his way through, that would cause considerable trouble.

In Liuyundu, Shenxin sat expressionlessly in a corner, waiting for a certain guest to arrive.

In the coffee shop, Himura Tanzaku rested one hand on a chair, her cherry-colored ronin outfit fluttering even without wind.

Opposite Himura Dan's figure stood a mountain-like man with his arms crossed, exuding an aura of invincibility.

Inside a hotel, the three souls were making final preparations, either wiping their weapons or circulating their inner energy.

Inside the huge container, a deep, hoarse roar came from within. Ying Qin Guan should be very familiar with this sound... In fact, many other people besides him had heard this sound; they were all veterans, but unfortunately, none of them survived.

Wang Qiushui was using her last strength to search for Ji Chaoge... However, she finally tasted the bitter fruit of her actions. Before, she was the only one who contacted others, and no one ever contacted her. Now, when she tried to contact someone, she experienced the same bitterness.

Inside the military's main base, Shen Jiu groaned and clutched her head... She had already seen some things. If Ji Chaoge weren't the progenitor, she might not have seen anything while staying in the military base. But Ji Chaoge was the progenitor, and those things had willingly entered... But there was nothing she could do. Just as Ji Chaoge and Hisumura Tan's words had said, Shen Jiu was a time bomb, and the button was in his hands.

Cain was the only one who made a name for himself before 1:32. He always made a grand entrance, descending like a god, only to find the person he was looking for not there after looking around. Then, like a dancer on a screen, he gracefully exited... leaving behind only a pile of corpses.

Darius, the enforcer of the City of Truth, was patrolling around with his signature black and white dreadlocks. He had shaved his head once for a mission, but being both a magician and a martial artist, he had many tricks up his sleeve, and it quickly grew back.

Having returned from hell, Ji Fenming was fairly familiar with his new body. Although he was far from being back to his peak condition, his scarlet eyes, which seemed to set his heart ablaze, already made up for the shortcomings.

The Joker stood atop the statue of the goddess in the heart of the City of Truth, in Truth Square... This was the original statue from the Royal Palace, enormous, over a hundred meters long. The Joker stood at the very top, a maniacal grin spreading across his face. He knew that moment was about to arrive.