Infinite Bloodcore
Chapter 612: Section 399: Leaving

Chapter 612: Section 399: Leaving

Divine Wind.

Ice Eagle looked towards Feng Lian.

The night was thick, and the light in the captain’s cabin also dim.

Feng Lian wore a mask, and though Ice Eagle couldn’t see his expression, he could feel the latter’s furrowed brows.

Feng Lian expressed his eagerness to pursue revenge, so he abandoned the Saber Gang members overnight. Ice Eagle smiled.

He didn’t expose Feng Lian’s true intention, but instead nodded in agreement, “Mr. Feng Lian, the torment of hatred is so painful. Yet, all these pains will, at the moment of successful revenge, turn into the sweetest wine in the world.”

“You have already helped us so much, but it’s a pity that my power is meager, I can only wish you a complete victory this time.”

“Ice Eagle…” Feng Lian sighed, knowing that Ice Eagle understood his real intention, such a stance made him feel a wave of fatigue.

“What can be done given such circumstances?” Feng Lian sighed inwardly.

Ice Eagle’s expression was calm.

As a leader who controlled a gang, Ice Eagle understood Feng Lian very well.

If he were Feng Lian, he would do the same.

It was a logical move.

The Divine Wind Pirate Group had never suffered such an ambush when ships like the Divine Wind didn’t carry members of the Saber Gang.

Such an ambush clearly required precise knowledge of the Divine Wind Pirate Group’s location to be carried out.

So it was likely that there was a traitor among the Saber Gang, who had access to some secretive tracking methods.

Therefore, in the absence of a successful investigation, Feng Lian chose to abandon these members of the Saber Gang.

This was something a good leader should do.

For the Divine Wind Pirate Group, their situation was not good.

Although they had defeated the Kingdom’s second Navy in a previous battle and had successfully escaped,

They hadn’t gained any spoils of war, and the foundations of the Ice Sculpture Kingdom far surpassed a mere pirate group.

The current Clan Leader of the Lijian family, Mian licang, personally took action, successfully ambushing the Divine Wind Pirate Group.

The Pirate Group suffered heavy losses. They couldn’t even fight back, and all they could do was take a beating. This greatly damaged morale.

Ice Eagle believed: if they fought head-on, relying on Feng Lian’s strength, they could surely suppress Mian licang, causing heavy damage or even slaying him. But in the second ambush, Feng Lian’s combat strength couldn’t be utilized and was extremely frustrated.

Ice Eagle looked at Feng Lian, and although he was about to be kicked out, he still reminded him: “Mr. Feng Lian, as long as you find a way to counter Mian licang, revenge is very likely to succeed.”

In other words, if one cannot find a means to counter Mian licang, blind revenge would only be tantamount to offering oneself up.

Feng Lian nodded slightly, “I am indeed about to search for items that can counter Mian licang.”

“I have a friend who carries it on his person.”

“I already have subsequent targets and plans, so you can leave with peace of mind.”

“But before you leave, you should take some equipment with you.”

“Don’t worry, this is a gift of friendship, no money needed.”

Feng Lian gifted Ice Eagle some weapons and equipment. Of course, there was also enough food and water.

Before long, the Saber Gang members all boarded the landing craft.

These three landing crafts were also part of Feng Lian’s parting gift, so they were no longer of the Silver Level but ordinary vessels.

The Saber Gang had hardly many left, and after Mian licang’s successful ambush, he conveniently killed quite a few of the gang’s members.

However, due to Feng Lian gifting a batch of supplies, the three landing crafts were still packed full, space being tight.

Ice Eagle stood on a landing craft, looking up and bidding farewell to Feng Lian.

The two groups moved away from each other, and soon, each was concealed by the heavy night, no longer visible to the naked eye.

The sea was pitch-black.

The oncoming sea breeze also brought a heavy pressure, buffeting the hearts of the Saber Gang members.

The morale of the Saber Gang was visibly low.

Being people originally rooted in Snowbird Port, leaving their native home would make any normal person feel melancholic and panicked.

Now, having left the strong ally of the Divine Wind Pirate Group, feelings of uncertainty and confusion grew even stronger.

Ice Eagle’s brow was also slightly furrowed.

He surveyed the people on the boat.

A Human Race leader, wrapped in bandages, was in a coma.

Lan Zao, also in a coma, lay beside him.

There were wounded on all three landing crafts.

Xiong Ju, the strongest warrior, was leaning over the side of the landing craft, continuously vomiting.

As for the Spring contender, he guarded a black coffin, his whole body emanating a mood known as sorrow.

Naturally, inside the coffin was the body of Teng Donglang.

Without a doubt, these were the remnants of a defeated army.

After the vigorous Teng Donglang fell, the elderly Ice Eagle involuntarily had to take on the responsibility of the leader.

Ice Eagle occasionally looked down at the compass and sea chart in his hands.

He knew his direction was correct.

But when he looked up towards the vast black sea ahead, he also asked himself, “Even if I know this is the correct direction, can we reach our destination?”

As time passed, the darkness of night gradually faded.

The sky gradually brightened, turning a pale blue.

The dawn spread, and the sun slowly rose, sprinkling shimmering waves across the sea’s surface.

Above Snowbird Port, the sea birds chirped.

The warships at the docks were neatly arrayed, their flags fluttering.

Yue Qian stood at the ship’s rail, watching Zi Di and “Long Fu” depart.

Today was the day the Dragon Lion Mercenary Corps began their journey from Snowbird Port to the Ice Sculpture Kingdom’s capital.

To ensure the cooperation, Zi Di paid a special visit to Kong Pan before leaving.

Zong Ge, who was impersonating Long Fu, also had a brief talk with Yue Qian.

A ripple of space fluctuated, and Kong Pan suddenly appeared in front of Yue Qian, casting her gaze towards the departing Zi Di and Zong Ge: “It’s clear that the recent duels have significantly advanced your relationship with Long Fu.”

Yue Qian nodded, “He must have been a soldier once, with a forthright personality. Perhaps that’s why I feel a connection with him.”

Kong Pan gave her approval: “That’s the nature of human relationships. Some people can spend a lifetime together and never reach each other’s hearts. Yet others might become close friends in just a few days.”

Yue Qian was momentarily taken aback and then shook his head slightly, “We haven’t quite reached the level of close friends yet.”

“Is that so.” Kong Pan glanced at him, noncommittal.

As an elder in the family, she knew Yue Qian well.

She’d never seen Yue Qian get along with anyone as well as he did with that person. While in the captain’s quarters, she conversed with Zi Di while using her spirit to secretly probe their conversation.

Not a word of Yue Qian and Zong Ge’s exchange was missed by her.

All talk of battle, such as the timing of using combat skills or the interactions between different weapons.

Zong Ge and Yue Qian discussed their insights from their continuous private duels over the past few days.

“Tell me, what do you think of Long Fu?” Kong Pan deliberately tested Yue Qian.

She had never been too satisfied with this junior.

Because Yue Qian, more than a noble, was like a soldier.

That wouldn’t do.

Without enough political acumen, how could Yue Qian shoulder the future of the family?

Yue Qian gazed into the distance at Long Fu’s retreating figure, both tone and expression becoming grave: “He is very strong! He will become even stronger!”

“At least a Golden Level.”

Kong Pan was a bit surprised; the assessment was indeed high: “How did you discern his potential? At least… do you mean, he might even reach the Holy Domain?”

Yue Qian gave an awkward smile: “It’s my intuition.”

Kong Pan’s expression instantly turned stern.

That was the worst possible answer.

Intuition?

Which mature politician relied on intuition to make judgments?

Seeing Kong Pan’s change in expression, Yue Qian quickly added: “It’s not purely intuition. When I fought him, he clearly had only Silver Fighting Spirit, yet he displayed offensive and defensive capabilities equal to mine!”

“His Blast Fist, turbulent combat skills, they all gave me a hard time.”

“Although I could suppress him with my full strength, it was obvious that his combat power had completely surpassed that of a normal Silver Level!”

“I can confirm that there are no powerful items on him.”

“I’ve also watched his Magic Image of the battle with Teng Donglang. I can affirm that his fighting power has surpassed his level during the previous battle.”

“Such rapid progress in such a short time indicates that his Bloodline is of high quality. So, he must be at least Golden Level!”

Hearing this analysis, Kong Pan’s expression softened.

“Then maintain such a relationship with him,” Kong Pan said, “The ambition of this arms dealer is great, wanting to distribute nationwide. I have already reached some cooperation with them. If it’s true, as the alchemist Yao Ma said, that their military quality is excellent, like the Alchemy Crossbow once used by Long Fu, then the Lijian family will become their biggest partner.”

“Large-scale cooperation with foreign arms dealers?” Yue Qian immediately showed doubt.

Kong Pan sighed, “The direction of the times has changed, the situation is now different, Yue Qian.”

“The family should not miss any opportunity to strengthen its military force, even if it means bending the rules.”

“I have to say, the arms dealers behind them have keen eyesight and know how to pick their moments.”

“Right now, indeed, is the best opportunity to get involved in the Kingdom’s military market.”

The City Lord of Snowbird Port personally bid farewell to “Long Fu”: “We have enjoyed a pleasant cooperation, and I believe that the next phase will be even more agreeable.”

The series of events at Snowbird Port made the City Lord the most reliable ally of the Dragon Lion Mercenary Corps for the time being.

The strength of the Lijian family was greater than that of the City Lord, but they were just starting to cooperate, and everything would have to become familiar first.

“Long Fu” was not good with words, but Zi Di had coached Zong Ge in advance. Although he was not eloquent, he managed the formalities.

Before long, Zong Ge, Zi Di, and the others officially embarked on their journey, leaving Snowbird Port.

“It’s finally time to head to the Royal Capital,” Zi Di sighed, always feeling a burden in her heart.

“I wonder how the squad leader is doing?” The Ghost Girl equally couldn’t shake off her worry for the Dragon-man youth.

“We cannot contact him, so any concerns are unnecessary,” Zong Ge said. “What we should do now is to take care of our own tasks.”

“Thankfully, after dueling Yue Qian so many times, I could verify that the Deception and Disguise Skill, and the Anti-Intelligence Prophecy Skill are very reliable.”

“Even though I don’t know how to use the turbulent or Blast Fist combat skills, Yue Qian was still deceived.”

Zi Di nodded, “With this, even if we face a duel challenge in the Royal Capital, we can cope to some extent.”

“It’s just that the consumption of Divine Level pearls has been severe.”

“We need to conserve them.”