Chapter 1627 - White Tiger Is in Trouble (1/2)
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Bu Fang paused, his pupils constricted, and he fell silent. The voices of the Vermilion Bird and the Qilin rang out in his head. Yes, they both called him at the same time.
He frowned. ‘Why did they both call me at the same time? Is something serious about to happen?’ With a thought, he went into his spirit sea.
The hem of the Vermilion Robe snapped as Bu Fang hovered in the center of the spirit sea, looking at the enormous Qilin and Vermilion Bird in the distance. Vermilion Bird was ablaze. Fully recovered, she gave him a very different feeling. In the past, she seemed to lack spirituality, and now she was a being with blood and flesh.
“What’s the matter?” Bu Fang asked, puzzled.
A rumbling sound rang out as Qilin moved slightly. However, he did not say anything but just rolled his eyes. It was Vermilion Bird who did the talking.
“Little Host… White Tiger is in trouble,” she said, her sweet voice ringing through the air. It sounded like the gentle whisper of a woman, which was soft and kept scratching at Bu Fang’s ear.
“White Tiger is in trouble?” Bu Fang froze, then he understood what she meant. After coming out of the egg, White Tiger should have encountered some kind of trouble.
“It shouldn’t be… Although White Tiger is not in his perfect state, no one on Earth can suppress him, save those existences equivalent to high-grade God Kings…” Bu Fang said.
On Earth, a high-grade God King was about the same as a peak Immortal King. He was certain that beings of this level existed, but they should not be out in public frequently.
“I don’t know about that. White Tiger contacted me himself. As for Black Turtle and that stupid dragon… They haven’t contacted me,” said Vermilion Bird.
Bu Fang nodded, indicating that he was aware of that. ‘Looks like I need to pick up my pace. It is not so simple to let the Artifact Spirits recover completely and return to me…’
Vermilion Bird talked to Bu Fang for a while longer before falling silent. As for Qilin, he was sleeping in a corner with his eyes closed.
Bu Fang left his spirit sea. Xiao Ai was still smiling like a fool. Holding the computer, she was passionately replying to the questions posted by Internet users. As for Chief Luo, he had gone to make the necessary arrangement. Nethery and Foxy sat resting in a pile of soft snow after eating so much, while Shrimpy perched on his shoulder, spitting bubbles.
“Come… It’s time to leave this place.” Bu Fang glanced around. He had killed all the Gods and Immortals and taken back the White Tiger Heaven Stove, so there was no reason for him to stay here any longer.
The fighter jet landed not far away from them. Bu Fang did not refuse the offer to fly back with it. He stepped into the jet with Nethery and others. There was an onboard war room.
With a rumble, the fighter jet sped away and vanished in a flash.
At the secret base in Jiangdong, Bu Fang and the others returned to the command room. Many people looked at him with excitement and admiration. That somewhat confused him.
“Senior, they’re all big fans of yours now!” Xiao Ai clenched her fists excitedly. After she uploaded the video of Bu Fang’s fight to the Internet, he had become a famous figure among Internet users. Many people admired him. Since ancient times, people had always worshiped heroes, so this was not something strange.
“Senior, after going through the surveillance recordings from nearby places, we have narrowed down to one target, who we think might be the person you are looking for,” Chief Luo said when he saw Bu Fang.
Bu Fang nodded. Multiple footages appeared on the huge screen, then one of them was enlarged, showing him a figure. It was a teen who appeared to be thirteen or fourteen years old. His hair was long and white, sticking up, and he had an aggressive look on his face. If one did not look closely, they might think he was some rebellious teenager. And he did not stand out among the crowd.
“Yes, that’s him.” Bu Fang recognized the teen with just one glance. Without a doubt, the boy was White Tiger. He just did not expect that White Tiger was still a teen. But when he recalled the fellow’s egocentric attitude, it did make sense.
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“The last place where this person was seen is at… the border between India and Hua.” Chief Luo frowned.
“You mean to say… This guy could have gone to India?”
Chief Luo nodded gravely. If that was the case, the situation would be tricky to handle. If he went beyond Hua’s borders, he had to report the problems to his superior. Besides, he could not deploy the agency’s advanced fighter jets and equipment beyond the border.
Bu Fang thought about it and found it might be possible. ‘Did White Tiger get captured by some God of India? What God could pose a threat to him?’
He pondered for a while, but he could not figure out an answer. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. With hands clasped behind him, he went into an empty room. There, he pulled Garuda out of the System’s storage space.
The fellow’s wings had regenerated, and as long as his golden flames did not go off, he could always regrow them. If truth be told, it was the first time Bu Fang had ever seen such an incredible ingredient.
He asked Garuda many questions. At first, the big bird refused to talk, but after Bu Fang had read out the names of a whole bunch of dishes, he spilled the beans on what he knew. He had no choice. If he did not talk, he would be turned to those dishes.
After some time, Bu Fang threw Garuda back into the System’s storage space and walked out of the room. Chief Luo walked up to him with a serious face. “Are you really going to India, Senior?”
Bu Fang nodded. He could not leave White Tiger alone. After all, the Artifact Spirit was only a child.
“With the recovery of Earth’s spiritual energy, the Gods of India must have returned as well… You have to be extra careful when you are there, Senior,” Chief Luo paused, sighed, then went on, “We might not be able to provide much support, besides… the Indians will definitely try to stop you too.”