My Pet Beast is Super Fearsome
Chapter 342 - Chapter 342 Chapter 341 Ross Sea (55)

Chapter 342: Chapter 341 Ross Sea (5/5) Chapter 342: Chapter 341 Ross Sea (5/5) “Guardian Spirits” was the name bestowed by the higher echelons of the Great Xia to those ancient beings.

Based on the information currently in hand, it can be discerned that they differ from the mutant creatures of ancestral evolution, and their existence is more akin to the deities of mythological lore.

Beyond their inherently superior strength, each Guardian Spirit also possesses its own domain of authority.

Put simply, each Guardian Spirit wields its own scepter of power.

Of course, “scepter of power” is a rather abstract concept, the so-called scepter being but their inner obsession, the belief that their purpose is to exist for a certain goal.

“Can it be confirmed?”

Upon hearing this news, the old man in traditional attire was most agitated, shakily standing up with the aid of his cane.

Little Sun rushed over with the documents, helping to support him while reassuringly saying, “Old Yang, rest at ease. Unless this Forgotten Cold River, Cold River Ice Crystal, Ice Marrow, and Iron Ore are all part of an elaborate hoax crafted by Shao Zifeng, there’s no way it’s false, because he should be aware that such a lie will be swiftly exposed.”

“Besides, there’s also Professor Chen–if she didn’t have evidence, she wouldn’t have reported it.”

Hearing Little Sun’s words, the others nodded in agreement.

After all, Shao Zifeng had no motive to fabricate things, right?

“Secretary Sun, stop beating around the bush,” urged Qin Zhenbei with his rough voice, “tell us already which ‘Guardian Spirit’ it is. All day you talk about that big shot, but poor us ‘youngsters’ have never even seen it.”

Little Sun…

Should be Secretary Sun, smiled and nodded, with lightning roaming through the mists.

A dragon’s head emerged from the clouds, its whiskers and mane tugged by black threads, rearing back in a roaring pose.

“This is the effect drawing created according to Shao Zifeng’s description. According to him, this Ice Dragon calls itself ‘Old Dragon’ and refers to him as a ‘descendant of the Dong Huang tribe’.”

“Yes… that’s right, it is a descendant of the Dong Huang tribe. We, the Xia people, are from the Dong Huang lineage…” Old Yang, leaning on his cane, trembled uncontrollably, his orange-peel-like aged face turning beet red with excitement.

Secretary Sun, terrified that Old Yang might be too thrilled and pass out, quickly stopped the explanation and gently patted his back.

Looking at the rendering of the Guardian Spirit on the big screen, more than a dozen generals exchanged glances and murmured softly.

“This Guardian Spirit isn’t quite what we imagined.”

“It just feels a bit ordinary, doesn’t it?”

“The thing is, it doesn’t even have dragon horns, and it looks less imposing than General Tianwen’s Golden Pond Flood Dragon.”

Listening to the generals’ whispers, Secretary Sun revealed a faint smile, and pressed a button on the remote control, zooming in on a particular area of the image on the screen.

Pointing at a black dot in the image with the laser pointer on the remote, he cheerfully told everyone, “This is Shao Zifeng.”

“Hiss~”

A collective gasp filled the conference room.

Without the small black dot for comparison, the Ice Dragon indeed didn’t seem all that impressive, and being shackled by chains, it appeared even less so.

But with the comparison, an overwhelming sense of dominance surged forth instantly.

How does that saying go?

‘Plenty is beautiful, size is strength.’

Although it looks bald, it’s huge.

Oh.

That’s not right.

Baldness is the mark of the powerful.

Everyone looked at the bald Ice Dragon with eyes filled with respect.

The noise of the discussion in the meeting room gradually ceased, and Xiao Sun continued, “Besides these pieces of evidence, after seeing the contract between Shao Zifeng and his pet beast, this suspected guardian spirit uttered ‘Wa Huang, my lord.'”

“Wa Huang… Wa Spirit?”

Someone murmured.

The Wa Spirit was an existence known only to the upper echelons of Grand Xia; its presence had been indispensable for Grand Xia to quickly restore order in the early stages of its recovery.

And the character ‘Spirit’ in the name ‘guardian spirit’ was largely due to it referring to itself as the Wa Spirit.

“It’s confirmed, all the clues match up,” Mr. Yang murmured to himself, “It’s just that the restraints on this holy spirit… If only Lady Wa Spirit could awaken from her slumber, then we could ask…”

“Silence,” the old man in the Zhongshan suit glanced at him displeasedly and said, “Wa Spirit told us that our Grand Xia is still very weak, and some matters should not be discussed carelessly.”

Mr. Yang opened his mouth but then sat down dejectedly.

More than twenty years ago, they had personally seen Wa Spirit in her slumber; back then, the world hadn’t undergone the mutation, and they had only thought they’d discovered extraterrestrials.

Later, as great changes befell the earth, they gradually came to believe everything Wa Spirit had said.

Mr. Yang greatly admired the portrayed might of the Donghuang clan by Wa Spirit, and since then, the recovery of his ancestors’ glory had become his faith, as well as what he most wanted to see happen.

Unfortunately, he was getting old, and Grand Xia didn’t even have the strength to be aware of some truths, a gap that made him somewhat anxious.

The twelve Generals exchanged looks; as members of the newer generation, they knew very little about certain secrets, but they could see that the elders were quite cautious about some matters.

In terms of national power, Grand Xia was unquestionably the world’s foremost, but what was the thing that made them all so wary…

Their hearts sank.

Thud!

The sound of a wooden gavel striking rang out, and the old man in the Zhongshan suit said seriously, “General Li Tianwen, General Lu Anan, take the Golden Pond Flood Dragon and the Nine-colored Immortal Deer to the Floating Ice Sea Area. Xiao Sun will give you the exact coordinates.”

“The main purpose of this trip is to communicate with that holy spirit and ascertain how to lift the restrictions. Remember, do not act rashly without certainty.”

“As for the exploration of the Forgotten Cold River, that will be left to General Li Tianwen’s ‘Dragon Control Army’.”

“Yes.”

Li Tianwen and Lu Anan stood up and saluted.

The next moment, at the very top of the pillars behind them, two pairs of eyes emanating a ghostly glow slowly opened.

…

After several days of sailing, the Snow Dragon Ship left the Floating Ice Sea Area and entered the Ross Sea.

This is one of the southernmost sea areas that human ships can reach, and it is also the traditional route for various national scientific research teams heading to Antarctica. Unlike the Floating Ice Sea Area that is obscured by dark clouds all year round, the climate of the Ross Sea is a stark contrast between summer and winter.

In the winter, the sun in the Ross Sea doesn’t rise high, and the air temperature drops to -40, with wind speeds reaching up to 200 kilometers per hour.

The surrounding oceans of Antarctica freeze into solid blocks of ice several meters thick, effectively doubling the continent’s area and covering most of the Ross Sea.

However, entering the summer, the sun in the Ross Sea never sets, the temperature climbs from freezing point, breaking up the huge ice cap–even the surface water temperature can rise to 0, and the air temperature will be even higher.

It’s now the height of the Antarctic summer, and the Snow Dragon Ship is moored in the Ross Sea, with calm waves sweeping across, creating a scene of serenity that brings peace of mind.

The rare sunshine delighted the crew, and they hung quilts all over the entire front deck.

Only they didn’t know that the upcoming period of polar day might make them feel that sunlight wasn’t so precious.

Shao Zifeng, with the help of the little deer, left his room and leaned on the railing of the front deck, enjoying the sea breeze and the sunlight.

He occasionally gazed at the azure sea surface, murmuring to himself, “Why hasn’t he returned yet.”