Super Combat Soldier

Chapter 820: Chapter 819 [Return to the Heavenly Number Mysterious Sect]

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The fragments of the transmission array are extremely important to Ye Tianchen. He currently only has one piece, while another piece is in the hands of the Blood Kill Organization. Therefore, Ye Tianchen is bound to have a life-and-death battle with the Blood Kill Organization. As for the third fragment of the ancient transmission array, Ye Tianchen has been searching for it and inquiring about it. Unfortunately, when the Divine Calculation Master passed away, there wasn’t enough time for divination. Otherwise, with the Divine Calculation Master’s skill, it should have been possible to know the whereabouts of the third transmission array fragment.

Later, Ye Tianchen also had Tianshuang’er perform a divination, but there wasn’t the slightest lead. Judging by the signs of the divination, the whereabouts of the third fragment of the ancient transmission array was unknown. This is something that Ye Tianchen keeps in mind constantly. If he cannot gather all three fragments of the transmission array, he will not be able to leave Earth and realize the deepest desires within his heart.

”Bai Song, does your grandfather know where the third fragment of the ancient transmission array is? Are you perhaps deceiving us?” Hu Gao glanced at Bai Song’s head, frowned, and asked.

”At a time like this, do you think I would lie to you? Idiot!” Bai Song looked at Hu Gao with displeasure and said.

”What? How dare you call me an idiot? You’re the idiot, your grandpa’s an idiot, your whole family is full of idiots.” Hu Gao glared at Bai Song, speaking lewdly.

”You... Hu Gao, one day I’ll make you vanish completely, begging for mercy at my feet like a dog!” Bai Song said, eyes wide with anger.

Bai Song was indeed somewhat unwilling, extremely unwilling. His cultivation realm was still above Hu Gao’s, his combat power stronger, and many times he had driven Hu Gao to a dead end. If it weren’t for Hu Gao having the Jade Rope, Bai Song would have already killed him. Now out comes Ye Tianchen, who feared nothing and didn’t care that Bai Song was the grandson of the strongest Loose Cultivator, leaving him with a destroyed body and only a head remaining in a tragic state. Bai Song was particularly unable to endure such a blow and contrast, never dreaming that the Hu Gao he chased like a dog would turn around and seek to kill him, bossing him around.

”Is that so? I’ll bury your head in a cesspool and suppress you for five hundred years!” Hu Gao said fiercely, glaring at Bai Song.

Ye Tianchen glanced at Bai Song; he also didn’t know if Bai Song’s words could be trusted. The third fragment of the transmission array was extremely secretive, and there were even rumors that the powerful individual who shattered Earth’s transmission array left only two pieces, taking the third piece out of Earth so that martial artists could never leave Earth again, making it impossible to assemble it.

”If what you say is true, if your grandfather Bai Yanwu is willing to use the third transmission array fragment to save you, you won’t die; if you’re lying, you’ll be suppressed in a cesspool for five hundred years!” Ye Tianchen said seriously, unlike Hu Gao’s nonsensical behavior, which indeed scared Bai Song, making his face pale. A dignified martial artist, the grandson of the strongest loose cultivator in the Ancient Martial World, being suppressed in a cesspool for five hundred years, what face would be left to live in the world?

”I speak the truth, absolutely. I once overheard it inadvertently; my grandfather was talking to a man in a black robe, saying they had the third piece of the ancient transmission array, only obtaining it wasn’t easy, seemingly in the hands of a powerful family...” Bai Song said hurriedly.

”You sure overhear a lot of things inadvertently...” Hu Gao said irritably.

”A powerful family? Are there still such cultivation families in the Ancient Martial World?” Ye Tianchen asked.

”There are, but most have no reputation anymore, and some have gone into hiding, with the exact situation unknown!” Hu Gao responded.

”Do you know which family it is?” Ye Tianchen continued to look at Bai Song and asked.

”Don’t know, truly don’t know!” Bai Song shook his head and said.

Swoosh!

Ye Tianchen collected Bai Song’s head into the Holy Heaven Prison. As for whether the heartless Wuji Taoist would kill Bai Song, Ye Tianchen couldn’t be bothered to care. If what Bai Song said was true, and his grandfather Bai Yanwu indeed knew the whereabouts of the third ancient transmission array fragment, then Ye Tianchen would have to act quickly. The fragments of the transmission array were crucial to him; nearly all strong cultivators in the Ancient Martial World left on Earth would fight to seize them. It was their only chance to leave Earth and enter the Martial Arts Great World, and Ye Tianchen certainly wouldn’t give up.

”Boss, Bai Song’s words might not be credible. Perhaps he’s trying to lure us to find his grandfather, Bai Yanwu, whose cultivation is formidable. We’re no match for him, and meeting him would almost certainly mean death,” Hu Gao thought for a moment and said.

”No rush. Let’s head to the Heavenly Number Mysterious Sect first. I’ll gradually verify Bai Song’s words. If Bai Yanwu truly possesses the third piece of the ancient transmission array, I will use Bai Song’s head to exchange for it, unless Bai Yanwu, that old coot, disregards his grandson’s life!” Ye Tianchen nodded and said.

Next, Hu Gao took out all the wine he had on him, as per Ye Tianchen’s suggestion. Although the Martial Arts World is harsh, it’s important to enjoy oneself when the time is right. The two brothers also found rare moments of relaxation, resolved not to stop until they were thoroughly drunk.

That night, Hu Gao confided many things to Ye Tianchen. In reality, Hu Gao harbored many secrets and untold pains. He wasn’t the carefree man he appeared to be; he was deeply wounded inside. From a young age, he had been overshadowed by a great tragedy, watching his father vanish without a trace and growing up under his grandfather Hu Le’s strict discipline, which imbued him with a cynical personality. He finally fell in love with a girl, but she was killed, leaving him without a clue about the murderer. Many years passed, and he fell for Fairy Xiu Ying of the Yaochi Sect, but she felt nothing for him no matter what he did or how he acted. Such pain was beyond ordinary understanding.

In the depth of night, Ye Tianchen stood up, walked out of the defensive array’s light barrier, and looked at the drunken Hu Gao, saying, ”Brother, you can’t follow me anymore; it’s too dangerous. Let’s part ways here, and we’ll meet again someday!”

Ye Tianchen vanished into the night, launching the Divine Movement Skill and heading quickly towards the Heavenly Number Mysterious Sect. He felt there were too many things he needed to do and that he required much time for cultivation. This time, if he could gather information about the Blood Killing Organization and the Nine Netherworld at the Heavenly Number Mysterious Sect, it would be great. If not, he still needed to return to the Mortal World once, to check on his mother, his sister, and his brothers among the Thirteen Heavenly Kings.

After nearly five hours of non-stop Divine Movement, rushing through Qi Manipulation Flight, even someone with a fathomless dantian like Ye Tianchen felt a sense of depletion. Although the Divine Movement Skill was powerful, it greatly consumed Martial Arts True Power. For anyone whose dantian didn’t possess deep reserves of Martial Arts True Power, mastering the Divine Movement Skill was extremely difficult.

Arriving at the deep canyon, Ye Tianchen knew there was a powerful formation left by the ”Divine Calculation” here. Instead of forcefully attacking, he channeled a surge of Martial Arts True Power and shouted loudly, ”I’m back!”

The formation of the deep canyon opened up a slight gap, and Ye Tianchen swiftly darted inside. When he appeared in the large open space marked by the Taiji Bagua divination pattern, he found Tianshuang, Zhang Ruotong, two child disciples, and the only remaining four disciples of the Heavenly Number Mysterious Sect, all sitting cross-legged on the ground. A type of belief power continuously emanated from their bodies, converging into a very strong force.

”I’m back...” Ye Tianchen said with a smile as he saw the four motionless people.

Puff!

Puff!

Puff!

Puff!

Upon hearing Ye Tianchen’s words, Tianshuang, Zhang Ruotong, and the two child disciples all had blood trickling from the corners of their mouths. They opened their eyes, their faces a bit pale, making Ye Tianchen pause, feeling worried about them. What had happened? Why were they suddenly injured?

”What happened to you?” Ye Tianchen hurriedly asked.

”Nothing!” Tianshuang replied lightly, glancing at Ye Tianchen.

”Tianchen, you’re back! You’re okay—thank goodness!” Zhang Ruotong couldn’t help but embrace Ye Tianchen, saying.

Ye Tianchen was taken aback; he didn’t know what had happened. He wasn’t aware of how worried Zhang Ruotong and Tianshuang had been about him. Zhang Ruotong had divined that Ye Tianchen was covered in blood, gravely wounded, and on the verge of death. At a critical moment, someone in the void slashed a sword towards Ye Tianchen’s head, and Ye Tianchen no longer had the strength to fight back. It was extremely perilous.

After the divination, Zhang Ruotong was beyond anxious, even wanting to leave that place to find Ye Tianchen. However, she had only just become a disciple of the Heavenly Number Mysterious Sect, and aside from her talent for divination, she had very little combat ability. Walking in the Ancient Martial World would be extremely dangerous, and Tianshuang couldn’t accompany her to find Zhang Ruotong since the Divine Calculation had just passed away, and there could be people coming to destroy the Heavenly Number Mysterious Sect, requiring them to be prepared.

Ultimately, Tianshuang thought of a method which was the sect’s secret divine art — through the power of the diviner’s special belief, the perception power of understanding matters between heaven and earth, to alter a person’s destiny. Of course, this couldn’t completely change someone’s life. If it were that easy to achieve, the diviner would essentially be a fairy and become immortal. It could only allow someone to escape a disaster under certain circumstances, influencing the changes in their life grid.

Thus, Tianshuang, Zhang Ruotong, and the two child disciples of the Heavenly Number Mysterious Sect all sat cross-legged on the ground, slowly expelling their power of belief. Through a special divine art, they attempted to influence Ye Tianchen’s destiny, hoping he could avoid the disaster. However, performing this divine art inflicted severe harm on the diviner, ranging from severe injury and critical condition, to complete annihilation, becoming untenable by the heavens. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets on Qidian.com, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)