Chapter 871: Familiar Face (1/2)
That dream gave him quite a fright. After a round of heavy sweating, he was now fairly sober. His head was still throbbing, but most of the intoxication was now gone after a circulation of origin power.
Among past matters at the Yellow Springs, this incident left the deepest impression. Thinking back on it, Zhang Jing’s demeanor, actions, and even her expressions returned vividly—he hadn’t forgotten anything despite the many years that had passed by; these memories were all buried in his heart.
Song Zining was stunned when he recalled Qianye’s words from last night. He then jumped up in fury, shouting, “Nonsense! Absolute rubbish!”
But that chest of Zhang Jing that would wiggle thrice with each step swayed vividly within his eyes.
But this was the seventh young master we were talking about. He took a deep breath and circulated his origin power, sweeping away the discomfort in his body and calming his heart like a frozen lake.
He broke into a laugh as he muttered to himself, “This lass, I almost fell for her trick, the same goes for that idiot Qianye, he’s actually willing to be her accomplice. Mm, it’s not bad that you two are hitting it off. Damn lass, you won’t know my awesomeness until I make you jump into this pit voluntarily.”
Song Zining arrived before the window and looked out. His bedroom was on the third floor, not too far from the construction site. He merely scanned the area and found Qianye fairly quickly. It wouldn’t have been that easy to point him out from among the mercenaries if he hadn’t jumped onto the roof carrying ten tons of building materials.
Judging from the grime on his clothes, it would seem Qianye had been working for quite some time already. This fellow’s alcohol tolerance was definitely unquestionable.
Song Zining stood near the window for a while and was just about to leave when Qianye appeared nearby. “You’re awake? Give me a shower.”
Speechless, Song Zining summoned a shower of rain to wash the mud off of Qianye and some wind to blow him dry. “This is the last time.”
Qianye laughed loudly as he grabbed Song Zining out of the window. “Let’s go and grab some food.”
Song Zining was already starving after sleeping for the whole night. The two found a restaurant and began digging into a table full of food.”
“Qianye, is this how you’re going to be in the future?”
“Isn’t this good?”
“As you wish.”
“Enough with the useless stuff. The Wolf King should’ve recovered by now, and his revenge will arrive very soon. What plans do you have?”
Song Zining said in a relaxed manner, “What’s there to worry about? Just let Tianqing deal with it. Doesn’t she have a handful of methods to deal with divine champions?”
At the mention of this, Qianye immediately recalled Zhang Buzhou’s personal command token and felt that Song Zining’s suggestion this time wasn’t so great.
He explained the Wolf King’s combat strength and asked, “Do you have any way to restrain him?”
Song Zining became serious when the conversation drifted to proper topics. “According to your description, I can do half a second at most, and even that will involve some luck.”
Qianye nodded. “Half a second is enough.”
Song Zining gave it some thought and did some calculations. “The Wolf King’s physique is extremely powerful, if he possesses talent in this regard, his recovery must be astonishing as well. Additionally, werewolves can gain a short boost in power by communicating with their ancestors, so restraining him will be very difficult. It’s possible that you’ll only have one shot. Do you think you can heavily injure him in one blow? Are you going to use that move?”
Qianye replied, “Half a second is enough, I can do it if I use Heartgrave.”
Song Zining nodded, as though he had just remembered something. “Be careful, that gun will drain you completely.”
“What should I be afraid of with you around?”
“You might not be, but I am.”
Song Zining suddenly recalled something. “Oh right, Qianye, don’t be too surprised if you meet some old friends.”
“Old friends?” Feeling that something was clearly wrong, Qianye said with a wooden expression, “What have you done again?”
“It’s all for your good.”
Qianye went back to work after having his fill. Watching his receding figure, Song Zining shook his head and gave up on persuading him to cultivate. Perhaps this was the only way to make him feel better.
Song Zining went back to his residence, picked up his brush, and penned three letters. He sealed them in three silver mail tubes and ordered his assistants to prepare the car.
Moments later, a jeep left Southern Blue in great haste. Qianye was so invested in the manual labor that he didn’t notice Song Zining’s departure.
The jeep sped across the wilderness for half a day’s time and only came to a stop by nightfall. One of the aides jumped down and waved a special origin lamp into the air.
Moments later, a slender airship descended from high above and hovered in the air. Song Zining jumped onto it and ordered the vessel to return to the void. There, he activated the ship’s origin array and inserted the three silver tubes into it.
The radiant burst of light emerged from the array as the three tubes vanished. Following the eruption, the entire array turned dark, and the dozens of embedded high-purity black crystals shattered. Even with Song Zining’s fortune and temperament, he could feel his eyes twitching and his expression seemed pained.