Berserk God of War

Chapter 781: Chapter 781: Your Divine Spaceship has been requisitioned

Watching Sikong Jing’s departing figure, Beigong Xianfeng and Ji Shengmang’s hands, holding the Soldier Killing Map and the Green Jade Tube, trembled slightly.

At last, both offered him another deep bow.

This was the second time they had paid such great respect to Sikong Jing. The previous occasion was during the chaos in the Long Night Imperial Court, and even though Sikong Jing was much younger than they were, he had brought immense glory and combat strength to the Long Night Empire.

Ji Shengmang’s voice rose again, laden with gravitas, ”Ajing, you must come back alive. The Long Night Empire will always be your homeland.”

With a slight smile, Sikong Jing waved his hand and strode away.

However, he didn’t leave right away; instead, he went to the 66th Army to formally bid farewell to Ning Jingjing and the others, entrusting to Ning Jingjing a more powerful Universe Grade Dark Wing Black Burning Sword...

Ultimately, under her tear-blurred gaze, he turned and left the Long Night Black Burning Camp for good.

”Sikong Jing has left after all.”

Elder Wei sighed beside Ning Jingjing. His gaze complicated, he looked at Lady Ning and was fully aware of the deep feelings she harbored. However, the distance between them was growing ever larger.

Lady Ning could not keep up with Sikong Jing’s pace.

Moreover, in Sikong Jing’s heart, there was only one woman, Su Yuexi.

”I believe he will return, and he will never despise us for becoming even stronger.”

With her eyes full of tears, this was the first time Ning Jingjing had cried over a man’s departure. In the past, she might have forcibly wiped away her tears, but this time she let them roll freely down her cheeks.

”We will wait for him here and create a flourishing homeland for him,” Ning Jingjing declared resolutely.

In her hand was another Soldier Killing Map, quietly given to her by Sikong Jing.

It was custom-made for her by Sikong Jing. Although it was weaker than the Wild Beast Soldier Kill Map, it was the most suitable for her.

...

Changhua Godship...

This was the Divine Spaceship Sikong Jing had once boarded, where he had officially made contact with Hua Lidian.

Now, the Changhua is set to head to the center of East Plain Northern Land: Zhanwu City.

At present, Sikong Jing is sitting on the deck of the ship.

On this voyage, he is not alone; beside him sits a man who appears scholarly and honest, none other than Senior Brother Lang Yisuo.

The headquarters of Wanbao Pavilion is also in Zhanwu City.

Lang Yisuo had just received a notification from his boss father to return to the headquarters at this time.

At this moment, Lang Yisuo and Sikong Jing are drinking together at a table on the deck of the Changhua, and the former suddenly takes a deep breath.

”Junior Brother Sikong, Steward Hua told me via a pass-on message that if you decide to take up Overlord Commerce’s slot for the Central Plains territory battle, I must ensure that you board the Changhua Godship.”

Sikong Jing knew the Changhua was headed to Zhanwu City because of Lang Yisuo’s notification.

Only now does Sikong Jing realize that this was arranged by Hua Lidian, and it seems he still has an important message for Lang Yisuo to convey to him.

It’s not unusual for Lang Yisuo to have contact with Hua Lidian as Wanbao Pavilion and Overlord Chamber of Commerce are both huge commercial enterprises.

Sikong Jing gazed intently at Lang Yisuo, awaiting his explanation.

Taking another deep breath, Lang Yisuo said solemnly, ”Steward Hua said that if he is unable to appear before we reach Zhanwu City, you must immediately jump ship and leave, not setting foot in Zhanwu City at all.”

”Steward Hua also mentioned that you must abandon the slot battle this time, or you will be crushed to dust,” added Lang Yisuo.

Upon hearing this, a cold light flashed in Sikong Jing’s eyes, and a name immediately came to his mind: Ren Dongmeng.

The latter’s mother was the highest decision-maker of the Tyrant Commerce in the East Plain West Land.

And when Ren Dongmeng had been killed by him, Hua Lidian had said he was not afraid of Ren Dongmeng’s mother’s troubles.

But now, it seems the matter is not so simple.

As a deacon of the Overlord Commerce, had Hua Lidian really lost the freedom to appear on board the Changhua?

However, Sikong Jing just gave a faint smile and said, ”Senior Brother Lang, I couldn’t possibly give up going to the Central Plains. You know that.”

Upon hearing this, Lang Yisuo could only give a wry smile. He was aware that Sikong Ling and Su Yuexi had already been taken away.

Junior Brother Sikong, he would never give up no matter what.

Suddenly, Lang Yisuo added emphatically, ”Once we arrive at Zhanwu City, I will find a way to make Wanbao Pavilion a support for Junior Brother Sikong.”

To this, Sikong Jing nodded his thanks, then shook his head to decline.

The struggle among the brothers of the Lang family was still very complicated at the moment, so Sikong Jing didn’t want to cause any trouble for them.

In the days that followed, Sikong Jing and Lang Yisuo stayed calmly on the Changhua. At this pace, it would take about twenty days to reach Zhanwu City, just in time for the slots competition hosted by the Overlord Commerce.

Meanwhile, Lang Yisuo tried to contact the headquarters of Wanbao Pavilion to find out the current situation of Hua Lidian.

However, the reply he received was a letter from his father, warning him not to meddle in the affairs of the Overlord Commerce, or it would bring big trouble.

Lang Yisuo was both anxious and helpless about this.

Sikong Jing, on the other hand, appeared even more composed. Right now, he had two things to do...

To comprehend the meridians of the remaining three Martial Battle Realm Demon Dragons, and to continue his deep research on the Qianyuan Soldier Killing Map, striving to master the Second Level and the arrangement and control of the seventy-two types of soldier spirits as soon as possible.

Eight days later, the Divine Spaceship left the domain of the Long Night Empire.

After ten days, the Divine Spaceship arrived in the War Martial Region of East Plain Northern Land, where there was no empire or dynasty, only the control of the Three Great Academies and a few sects...

Yet on the twentieth day, the Changhua mysteriously halted its progress.

Sikong Jing, who was cultivating in his room, slowly opened his eyes...

At that moment, a series of ”knock knock knock” sounds came from the door.

Upon opening the door, Sikong Jing saw that the one knocking was none other than Lang Yisuo, who spoke in a low voice, ”Junior Brother Sikong, ahead there is a fleet of hundreds of ships blocking our path, but it shouldn’t be a big problem.”

”I see, if there’s nothing serious, then I’ll continue my cultivation.”

Sikong Jing looked indifferent, the so-called fleet didn’t concern him, so naturally, he didn’t want to get involved.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, a voice from outside rang out, ”Who is in charge of this Divine Spaceship? Let him come out.”

The voice carried a tone of superiority and indisputability.

Sikong Jing paused his steps, instinctively glancing at Lang Yisuo.

The Changhua Divine Spaceship belonged to Hua Lidian, and now that Lang Yisuo was sailing it to Zhanwu City, the latter naturally became the person in charge.

Lang Yisuo frowned upon hearing this and said, ”Junior Brother Sikong, I’ll go out and take a look.”

Having said that, he quickly turned and left the cabin.

Sikong Jing’s gaze became slightly concentrated. The tone from earlier suggested that the comer had ill intentions.

With that thought, Sikong Jing also took steps to follow out.

Just as he stepped out of the cabin, he saw the dense fleet outside, with the Changhua nearly completely surrounded.

At the moment, there were many Long Night passengers on the deck, who were also on their way to Zhanwu City, chattering and whispering to each other.

Perched on the prow of the Changhua was a Flying Demon Beast, upon which stood a young man and woman.

Seeing the two of them, a cold light briefly flashed in Sikong Jing’s eyes: ”Xingluo Academy.”

The young man and woman were dressed as students of the Xingluo Academy.

Just then, Lang Yisuo stepped forward and asked, ”I am the head of the Changhua. May I know what guidance the two of you have for us?”

The male and female from the opposite side sized up Lang Yisuo for a moment, and the man declared, ”Your Divine Spaceship has been commandeered by our Xingluo Palace students.”