National Guardian's Gone and We're Done

Chapter 99: Chapter 99: Whether You Can Go to the Canyon Ahead or Not Depends on Everyone’s Luck

At this, Yu Qianqian pulled out a photograph. ”The intelligence broker sold this to us, too,” she said.

The photo was a bit blurry, but you could still make out what must be White Bone Grass.

”Many people have clearly seen the rapid rise of the Lighthouse Empire. The future belongs to those who control the greatest martial power.”

”The few of us here all grew up together.”

”Even though our families are all quite wealthy, not a single person in any of them has shown outstanding talent in Martial Arts.”

”But things are different now. The Lighthouse Empire has developed a method that allows even people with no talent to become high-level combatants in this world.”

”The price of White Bone Grass skyrocketed because while it has a price, there’s no supply. It only has a chance of growing in places where Mysterious Power is incredibly dense.”

”These days, all sorts of strange things have been cropping up on the Black Continent Grassland. We came here this time to take a risk and try our luck.”

”White Bone Grass is far rarer than even Evil Spirits.”

”If we can just find White Bone Grass, we’ll be able to quickly become top-tier powerhouses who can wield Mysterious Power.”

”Otherwise, our families will have to rely on outside help. And you know you can’t depend on outside help forever.”

Chu He was surprised that someone as young as Yu Qianqian could grasp this concept so thoroughly.

In that regard, Ji Shengyue of the Great Jing Empire was nowhere near Yu Qianqian’s level.

”I wouldn’t advise you to fuse with Evil Spirits just to gain power.”

”You’d just be draining your own life away.”

”You would be sacrificing your body’s Life Force to the Evil Spirit.”

”Once the Evil Spirit has devoured all of your Life Force, you’re done for.”

Chu He said earnestly.

Yu Qianqian, Shang Yifei, and the others had been willing to give him a ride, which showed they weren’t bad people at heart.

So, Chu He didn’t hesitate to offer a few words of advice.

”Oh, look at you, acting like you know it all again.”

”The Lighthouse Empire itself said that it’s not just Martial Artists—even ordinary people can wield Mysterious Power if they fuse with an Evil Spirit and can endure the pain of the process.”

”Even if the real Chu He himself were here, he wouldn’t dare say the information released by the Lighthouse Empire is wrong.”

Qu Chengping seized the opportunity to attack.

”Can you just shut your mouth? You’re a grown man, can’t you act a little more mature?”

Shang Yifei said bluntly, ”Chu He hasn’t done anything to you, has he? It doesn’t matter if he’s the Chu He from the Great Xia Empire or not, you have no quarrel with him.”

With that, she ignored Qu Chengping’s dumbfounded expression.

Shang Yifei turned to Chu He and said apologetically, ”Mr. Chu, please don’t lower yourself to Qu Chengping’s level.”

”He’s the only son in his family, born with a silver spoon in his mouth. He’s been spoiled rotten and never thinks before he speaks.”

Chu He just smiled and said nothing.

But he gave Shang Yifei a deep, meaningful look before withdrawing his gaze and turning to the bizarre scenery outside the window.

The cabin fell silent once more.

Neither Yu Qianqian nor Qu Chengping understood,

why the normally taciturn Shang Yifei had suddenly lost her temper, her every word defending Chu He.

Qu Chengping turned his head to look out the window, muttering to himself, ’Is it just that time of the month for her? Did I just catch Shang Yifei on one of her bad days?’

Yu Qianqian’s thoughts, however, were far more complex,

’Could it be that Shang Yifei, just like her, had a secret crush on Blue Star’s number one expert?’

’So, upon seeing a man who bore a resemblance to him, her heart was stirred and she started developing feelings for him?’

The convoy of armored off-road vehicles pressed onward.

The middle-aged security captain, hands tight on the steering wheel, spoke with a puzzled expression. ”This whole trip has been bizarre.”

”When we first drove onto the Black Continent Grassland, we were constantly harassed by numerous Evil Spirits.”

”But we’ve been driving for a good while now, and not a single Evil Spirit has shown up. Could it be that something else has changed on the Black Continent Grassland that we don’t know about?”

”Maybe we’ve just been lucky on this stretch.”

”Uncle Dog, how much farther to the canyon with the White Bone Grass?”

Yu Qianqian asked.

”Less than ten minutes out. More and more people are showing up around us.”

Uncle Dog’s eyes were filled with vigilance as he repeatedly glanced at Chu He.

It was just that Uncle Dog felt something wasn’t quite right.

Sure enough, outside their windows, a steady stream of unfamiliar vehicles sped past, all heading in the same direction.

Among them were numerous groups of Martial Artists, some even wearing masked hoods.

As the vehicle rolled on, the view ahead gradually widened, and Chu He saw a vast, unbroken range of white mountains,

like a turbulent white ocean, shimmering with a chilling light.

These peaks weren’t the usual verdant green or earthy yellow of a mountain range. They were pure white—a white so stark it was blinding, so pure it was unnatural.

From a distance, they looked as if they were built from countless bleached bones,

each one emitting a faint, cold light, as if they were the souls of the departed whimpering softly in the darkness.

Even the shortest peaks were five or six hundred meters tall, and the highest one pierced the clouds,

estimated to be at least three or four thousand meters high, resembling a colossal skeleton an Evil Spirit had left behind in the Mortal World.

The convoy slowed, finally arriving at the canyon blanketed in White Bone Grass.

Inside the canyon, White Bone Grass grew in dense thickets, covering everything. They looked like pale corals—some thin, some thick, some long, some short—all interwoven to form a bizarre, white sea.

The stalks of White Bone Grass swayed gently in the night wind, RUSTLING like countless spirits whispering secrets.

Tens of thousands of Martial Artists had already gathered inside the canyon.

They had come from all over, drawn here to fight for the White Bone Grass.

Some held longswords, some carried greatswords, and others were clad in armor. Everyone was heavily armed and ready for battle at a moment’s notice.

The Martial Artists’ eyes were filled with greed and excitement. To them, the sight of the White Bone Grass was like finding a mountain of gold, and they were eager to snatch up as much of the fortune as they could.

Among the crowd, the armored convoy belonging to Yu Qianqian, Qu Chengping, and their group stood out.

Their vehicles were specially modified off-roaders with reinforced bodies and wide tires, capable of traversing complex terrain at high speeds.

When the convoy came to a stop, the bustling Martial Artists merely glanced up, their faces registering surprise.

Anyone who could afford vehicles like these was no ordinary person; the newcomers had to be Martial Artists with powerful backing.

Under the allure of the White Bone Grass, even the powerful couldn’t help but feel a stir of greed.

Some Martial Artists started fighting over the same stalk of White Bone Grass. In an instant, the canyon was filled with the glint of blades and the thunderous shouts of battle.

Gruesome bloodstains streaked the ground, a clear sign that this place was already a bloodbath of constant conflict.

Chu He stepped out of the vehicle, his curious gaze sweeping over the fields of White Bone Grass.

The plants certainly lived up to their name. They were as hard and cold as real bone, their surfaces giving off a faint, fluorescent glow.

He crouched down and gently touched a stalk, feeling its strange texture. It was like touching the very skeleton of a departed soul.

”Uncle Dog, is it dangerous here?” Yu Qianqian asked, glancing around.

”It is. We need to harvest what we came for and leave immediately. Just out in the open, I can sense more powerful auras than I can count on both my hands—auras of people I can’t possibly defeat,” Uncle Dog said, his tone grave.

”Then let’s make it quick.”

Without hesitation, Yu Qianqian headed into the canyon.

”Mr. Chu, do you think we should go into this canyon? And what you said about humans being unable to fuse with Evil Spirits... is that really true?”

Qu Chengping had already run after Yu Qianqian, but Shang Yifei remained by Chu He’s side to ask.

”Of course, it’s true.”

Chu He said, ”But as for whether you should go into that canyon... that will depend on your luck.”

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