Chapter 1050 - 332: Ninth Grade Pill, A Gift for Dad (Part 3)

"Su Yue, the Military Department has probably already considered the risk of Cang Ji, but as long as there’s even a fifty-percent chance, they’ll still try.

"If they shy away from danger now and don’t kill Cang Ji, that’s just boiling the frog in warm water. Sooner or later Cang Ji will become a huge threat. The Military Department already has no choice but to kill it."

Su Qingfeng also reached out and rubbed Su Yue’s head.

He understood Su Yue’s feelings.

If this information had gotten back three days earlier, the Military Department might have reconvened to discuss it.

But now, with the war about to break out before their eyes, the words of a single student simply cannot change the will of the Military Department.

Besides, it’s very likely Jing Niao City deliberately leaked the information to Su Yue to have him come back and disrupt the army’s morale.

This kind of stratagem is very common.

The most dangerous window for Cang Ji is only one hour. If they can use a student to interfere with the Military Department’s will in that hour, that’s practically a massive profit.

Su Yue has never commanded an army; he still doesn’t understand the tradeoffs the Military Department makes.

If you can trade three Ninth Grade for one Peak Cyan Sickness Cang Ji,

then that deal really isn’t a loss.

For the country, war is essentially about interests and calculations. The collective will stands above everything; individuals can be sacrificed.

What’s more, there really isn’t enough time.

"So what do we do? Just stand here and watch Cang Ji slaughter the Ninth Grade?"

Su Yue was seething, slamming his fist hard against a tree.

He felt a suffocating sense of powerlessness.

Thinking back on the faces of Cang Ji and Heiye, Su Yue shook with rage all over.

But when he thought it through more carefully, it was true: he’s just a student, and one who sneaked out at that. With no solid evidence whatsoever, even Zhao Qian’en couldn’t possibly believe him.

A simple piece of information has no persuasive power at all.

"Su Yue, are you sure that using a Chuan Yan Jia can break Cang Ji’s Owl Flame Louse?"

At this moment, Yao Chenqing fixed his grave gaze on Su Yue.

"Absolutely certain. I swear on my dad’s life!

"Cang Ji has tens of thousands of Owl Flame Louse in its body. As long as a single high-rank Chuan Yan Jia goes in, it can trigger all the Owl Flame Louse to explode.

"Without the Owl Flame Louse, the cold poison in Cang Ji’s body can finally act up.

"And the Owl Flame Louse itself is a kind of toxin, so it can inflict secondary damage on Cang Ji."

Su Yue ground his teeth in hatred.

Such a great situation, and they had to watch it slip away before their eyes!

Smack!

"No manners at all. Who the hell uses their own dad for an oath?"

Su Qingfeng slapped the back of Su Yue’s head. His son almost pissed him off to death on the spot.

"You’re the most important person to me, so it gives the oath more weight."

Su Yue scratched his head.

"Since that’s the case, let’s not waste time sending messages.

"We go catch a Ninth-Grade Chuan Yan Jia right now, then head straight back to Wet Ghost Tower.

"If the war hasn’t started yet, everything’s negotiable.

"If the war has already begun, then we’ll go turn the tide."

Yao Chenqing wiped the blood off his face, looking solemn.

In that instant, he slipped back into the identity of the Grand General of the Bianhan Corps.

Decisive, and swift like thunder!

"Easy for you to say. A Ninth-Grade Demon Beast—can you capture one alive?

"Don’t think that changing the subject means I won’t kill you!"

Su Qingfeng glared at him irritably.

"Su Qingfeng, I know I’ve committed a crime. For what happened with Baiyan, I’m willing to kill myself to atone!

"But things are urgent now. This isn’t the time to haggle over that. Once the war is over, you can kill me or skin me, whatever you like. I wasn’t planning on living anyway.

"When I ran into the Demon Beast Jungle, it wasn’t to flee punishment.

"A long time ago, I stole a Demon Beast Prison Lock from the Yangxiang Race. It can restrain a Ninth-Grade Demon Beast.

"Originally, I planned to capture a demon beast and dump it in Jing Niao City. By then Cang Ji would be fighting the Military Department, Jing Niao City would be in total chaos. I’d launch a full assault on Jing Niao City, rescue Baiyan, and destroy the Spiritual Spring there while I was at it.

"I just didn’t expect to get chased by you all the way here.

"Baiyan has recognized a thief as her father. Whatever the reason, the entire earth knows it now. She not only can’t fall into Cang Ji’s hands; she can’t fall into the hands of the Military Department or the government either.

"This time, I’m going to guard Baiyan myself. Even if I spend my whole life watching over her in the Wetlands, even if I never return to Earth.

"I resigned from my post in the Military Department precisely to prepare to protect Baiyan for the rest of my life. Even if she really has recognized a thief as her father, I’ll still personally accompany her, wandering the Wetlands.

"Baiyan isn’t just your daughter; she’s my daughter too.

"Su Qingfeng, you’re still the same as before—you’re too impulsive. Have you considered what kind of treatment Baiyan will face if she returns to Earth?

"We can’t act recklessly."

Yao Chenqing spoke with earnest weight.

"You stepped down as Grand General for my daughter?

"Then why didn’t you say so earlier?"

Su Qingfeng’s face went dark.

"You didn’t even let me say a word before deciding to kill me as a sacrifice. I never had the chance to speak at all."

Yao Chenqing was full of aggrieved indignation.

"I can testify to that. You’re the one who wouldn’t let General Yao speak."

Su Yue nodded blankly.

Speaking with facts, that’s exactly how it happened.

"Hmph. I’ll believe you this once. Let’s go, we’ll catch a Chuan Yan Jia first."

Su Qingfeng turned away, cold as ice.

"Su Qingfeng, do you know where the Chuan Yan Jia is?"

Yao Chenqing asked.

"Dad, here’s the biggest problem: we have no idea where the Chuan Yan Jia is."

Su Yue looked utterly dejected.

The plan was perfect on paper, but putting it into action was riddled with difficulties.

In this vast Demon Beast Jungle, where exactly is a Chuan Yan Jia supposed to be?

"That is a problem."

Su Qingfeng sucked in a cold breath, then crouched down.

"Give me a few minutes."

Yao Chenqing opened the Void Space and solemnly took out a very ugly crystal ball—it really should be just a glass ball.

"This is a Sacred Artifact gifted to me by Lie Dian Country. It can divine certain information. I’ll see if I can find the location of the Chuan Yan Jia."