CHAPTER 460: CHAPTER 460: SECRET MEETING

"The output-style weapon was as tall as a cane, with so many gemstones on it, walking down the street with it would definitely get you robbed in public."

"And these two passive abilities are a bit rubbish, one requires coordination with Star Eye and the other only has a range of ten meters, absolutely not suitable for Bai Jin to use."

A bunch of warriors were all glaring at the Mage; there was no point in not running.

It wasn’t like Bai Jin could start training as a Melee Mage now, could he?

Despite the complaints, this weapon was a Legendary-Level one after all, and Yang Yu carefully put it away.

"This was the weapon I used when I once saved a Hero, and it’s the only inheritance my family left me.

I am no longer a King; I failed to protect my kingdom, my people.

Since I’m not a King, there’s no need for my descendants to shoulder the fate of revitalization. All I wish is for them to live on healthily.

This item is now yours, if you have no further questions.

Let’s part ways here, I will take some time to completely transform the Underground Maze and then leave this world forever."

After confirming that Bai Jin and the others had no other questions, Yang Yu nodded.

Suddenly, a golden light enveloped them from above, and their consciousness blurred, the scenery before their eyes changed dramatically.

They stood in the midst of the vast desert, the cold sand somewhat biting to the feet, as the long Dark Night gradually faded, and the shining stars vanished under the increasingly bright sunlight.

Through the positions of the stars, Qing Shi was surprised to find they were near the Underground Maze, but there were no traces of the maze to be seen around them anymore.

"What a marvelous journey."

As Qing Shi secretly sighed, a pair of large hands gently patted his shoulder,

"Name your price for the key in your hand."

Without hesitation, Qing Shi handed the key he held tightly to Yang Yu,

"I’ve decided to follow in my father’s footsteps and become a Desert Guide—or rather, I have become one. According to the Guardian of the maze, it’s a very important item that can change the world.

It’s a pity I’m not the person he mentioned who can change the world. This thing originally belongs to you; I was just lucky enough to get it."

"You’re far too modest. Breaking through the final trial of Courage first proves you’ve got some skills," Yang Yu put the key Qing Shi handed him into the System, "Since you don’t want a reward, if you ever have any difficulties, just come to me, and I’ll help you as much as I can."

Having said that, Yang Yu paused, wrapping an arm around Qing Shi’s shoulder and whispering in his ear, "There’s one more thing... You’ve heard quite a few secrets, either from the Guardian or from me. To avoid attracting unnecessary trouble, you know what to do, right?"

"Of course, I may look simple, but I keep my lips sealed tight, so don’t worry. The truth about the poison has been revealed, and I’ve completed the Special Detoxification Medicine. Now, while the weather is still cool, we should hurry back; I’m particularly worried about my father’s illness getting worse."

"That makes sense."

Letting go of his arm, Yang Yu turned to Lotcar,

"Lotcar, prepare to return."

Lotcar gazed into the distance where the sun was setting, the breeze brushing through his silver mane, giving off a sense of solitude and desolation.

He had gotten the hint from the illusion’s Yang Yu that it was all an illusion, yet after defeating his own cousin, the illusion had not dissipated.

That is to say, at that time, the courage he displayed was not true courage.

He wanted to find the answer to that question, and for that, he had to return to his own tribe.

Lotcar’s massive body sank slightly, laying down on the sand, signaling everyone to get on.

...

At this moment, a handsome young man waited anxiously in the forest for something.

His features were exquisitely handsome, with willow-leaf fine eyebrows, and distinct short silver hair adding to his dashing look. Uniquely, he had a pair of silver-white wolf ears atop his head and dragged a large, fluffy white wolf tail behind him.

In the early morning forest, a black shadow of a bird swept across the sky, and he stretched out his hand, the black shadow landing in his palm.

The shadow arched up from his palm like a beanbag, turning into a little black figure.

"Giggle giggle giggle, long time no see, Kai Bu of the Silver Teeth." The eerie laughter of Tu Jing emanated from the black shadow.

"I knew you would change your minds, without me, you would have absolutely no way to carry out your plan," Kai Bu said with a smug expression on his face. "Even though it was just a dream, you can’t ignore the slightest possibility that guy might come back and threaten my position."

The smile abruptly ceased as Tu Jing responded to Kai Bu with an extremely indifferent attitude, "You’re mistaken about one thing, even without you, as long as the Middleman is involved, our plan will proceed.

Your tribe’s military force is simply not formidable enough to make an impact on the battlefield.

If it weren’t for the Middleman taking an interest in you, we wouldn’t have bothered lending you our wits."

Kai Bu bit his sharp teeth fiercely, filled with indignation that found no place to settle. It was an undeniable fact that the Silver Teeth Clan were few in number, but if they all transformed into giant wolves, they could become a formidable military force.

Unfortunately, as the acting patriarch, he didn’t have the authority to deploy everyone, let alone take the huge risk of involving the entire tribe, men and women, old and young, in a war.

Should any mishap occur, the image he had so painstakingly cultivated as a benevolent leader would completely collapse.

"I’m sorry, I’ve been plagued by that nightmare recently and have been extremely disrespectful to Bishop Tu Jing. Please forgive me.

If Bishop Tu Jing is willing to lend a hand, I am willing to continue to contribute to your cause."

Hearing Kai Bu’s heartfelt words, Bishop Tu Jing smiled contentedly and casually threw out a solution,

"Your attitude is indeed pleasant, and since you’ve been so sincere, I shall personally take the reins and escort you."

Upon hearing that Tu Jing would come himself, Kai Bu immediately panicked; he didn’t want anyone to know he had any connection with the Curse Sect, yet he couldn’t outright reject Tu Jing’s suggestion. He could only offer a strained, ingratiating smile,

"How could we possibly trouble Bishop Tu Jing to personally grace us with his presence..."

"Giggle giggle giggle, it’s no trouble at all. What you saw in your dreams is not an illusion but the actual future."

"What do you mean?"

"The guy you’re worried about is methodically advancing towards your tribe, and, what’s more, he’s called for some help. We have some ties with the helpers he’s called, hence our sudden decision to assist you.

Well then, someone is approaching you now, let’s leave it at this. If you don’t trust us, then I’m afraid you’ll have to seek help elsewhere."

After that, the black shadow in Kai Bu’s hand completely disappeared.