Chapter 1212: Su Yue, I Believe You Are a Gentleman

Regardless of whether the equipment could be saved, these researchers couldn’t be allowed to be wiped out. Cultivating a skilled scientist was even harder than snatching a Wet Realm secret treasure; it required a significant amount of time. Fei Xiaoning was right. Human nature was inherently selfish.

Once Divine Land’s technology was destroyed, both its martial arts and economy would suffer a heavy blow. Countries like Mei Jian Country would never allow Divine Land to rise again. They would definitely suppress it in secret. When that time came, it would be a situation of internal turmoil and external threats.

This battle truly concerned the lifeblood of Divine Land and its national destiny for the next few decades. Other countries had been desperately playing catch-up. Once the gap widened, surpassing them again would be as difficult as ascending to the heavens.

He thought, “Damn it. I don’t know how to save people either; otherwise, I could help Bai Ziqing. If the rescue station could spare some hands, they could at least protect those researchers.”

Right at that moment, Bai Ziqing suddenly spoke. “Su Yue, what is your Martial Arts Network account number? I will transfer the Life-Crossing Combat Art to you. This is the complete version of the peerless combat art, and it contains some of my cultivation insights.

“But remember, you can only cultivate up to the third level. The fourth level is your absolute limit. If you continue past that, you might die.”

“What? The complete version of a peerless combat art?” Su Yue was taken aback. One could tell with their eyes closed that this was incredibly important.

“Chief Disciple, without the Daoist Venerable’s permission, you absolutely cannot give away the complete version of the combat art!” a Dao Sect disciple exclaimed. His face was filled with shock, as if he thought his leader had been possessed by a ghost.

“That’s right, Chief Disciple, please don’t be impulsive!”

“Ziqing, doing this violates the Dao Sect’s precepts.”

“Chief Disciple, we cannot allow this.”

Following that, the other disciples also chimed in to stop him, each of them looking quite indignant.

Wuteng Feng also frowned. He thought, “Has Bai Ziqing gone mad?”

The complete version of the Life-Crossing Combat Art was no longer just a combat art; it likely involved the Dao Sect’s deepest secrets. Such a thing was perhaps something only a Marshal was qualified to glance at. The origin of a peerless combat art could be considered the highly classified secret of the Dao Sect’s inheritor.

“Su Yue, it’s best if you don’t look at it. It might involve many internal secrets of the Dao Sect, and seeing them will do you no good,” Wuteng Feng advised. This was no joke.

“Um, Ziqing, could you just separate a portion of it? Just the first three levels would be fine,” Su Yue said after some thought. He also felt it was inappropriate. It made no sense for him to look at something belonging to another sect’s inheritor. Wuteng Feng was right. The Dao Sect was a behemoth in Divine Land; if there were any secrets involved, it wouldn’t be appropriate for him to know.

“I am currently circulating the Life-Crossing Combat Art to save people. I simply don’t have the energy or the time to separate it,” Bai Ziqing said, looking at Su Yue with eyes as clear as diamonds. “Beyond the fourth level of the combat art, unless you use brute force, it’s theoretically impossible for you to unlock it.

“As for the other secrets, I hope you can refrain from looking at them. They indeed relate to some of the Dao Sect’s inheritances, and I can only hope that you will keep your promise.

“Locks only guard against the base, not the noble.

“I believe that you are a noble man, Su Yue.”

“Thank you for trusting me. I, Su Yue, swear that I will absolutely not peek at your Dao Sect’s secrets.” Su Yue thought for a moment and gave a solemn nod.

“Chief Disciple… Please reconsider…” the Dao Sect disciples continued to protest. It wasn’t that they distrusted Su Yue, but rather a visceral, instinctive rejection.

“If there is any punishment, I, Bai Ziqing, will bear it alone. Even if I am smashed to pieces, I will accept it,” Bai Ziqing said, shaking his head at his junior disciples. “I cultivate a healing combat art, yet I cannot bear to watch so many people die before my eyes. Besides, I trust Su Yue.”

Although he had a kind demeanor, he was incredibly stubborn on the inside. He thought, “Once I make a decision, it must be carried out. Don’t ask if it’s allowed, and don’t ask if it’s reasonable.”

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Sorry, I have a headache. Just one chapter today. I also have needles stuck all over my head.