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Chapter 914 - 571: Held Back a Trick

Chapter 914: Chapter 571: Held Back a Trick

Time rewound to a few minutes earlier, at the Giant Panda Breeding Center in Shuchuan, where two ’Healers’ were taking care of feeding the pandas.

The older of the two, a middle-aged man, had been working for 7 years and had fed more than forty giant pandas. He was an experienced panda caretaker.

But now, he found himself somewhat astonished; this was simply too strange.

For some reason, recently these national treasures had been extremely well-behaved, not even fighting over bamboo shoots.

This was highly abnormal. Don’t be fooled by how docile and adorable these national treasures looked—they were still bears. Mischievous bears at that.

Yet now, they allowed the new Healer to distribute the bamboo shoots without any hint of competition.

Watching a panda being docilely scratched under the chin by the newcomer, the middle-aged man felt somewhat unsettled. He had had a tough time when he started, so why would the pandas favor a rookie over him, someone who had only joined half a month ago?

"Jiang, do you have some kind of trick?" the middle-aged man hesitated for a while before asking.

This Jiang had been hired half a month ago and, though he looked young, he possessed a certain gravely composure. Tall and thin, he appeared rather scholarly, yet he was incredibly strong, having been seen cradling a panda in one arm several times.

Upon hearing the question, the youth known as Jiang turned around and asked in confusion, "Isn’t this quite normal? They’re actually very smart."

As he spoke, he took out three bamboo shoots and handed them to a little panda on the ground, saying, "Go on, share these. Don’t eat them all by yourself."

And indeed, the little panda did share the bamboo shoots with the two pandas beside it after receiving them.

The middle-aged man’s eyes nearly popped out of his head: "You call this normal?"

Jiang grinned, and after both he and the middle-aged man exited the enclosure, it seemed as if he suddenly noticed something.

His gaze swiftly shifted to a certain spot, and he chuckled lightly, "Some really don’t see what’s coming. Huh?... That stinky kid is here too?"

"What?" the middle-aged man asked, puzzled. He hadn’t caught what was said.

"A junior of mine sent me a little something," Jiang said without turning around, so the middle-aged man couldn’t see the terrible vision flashing through his eyes—the enormous figure that blotted out the sun!

"Junior?" muttered the middle-aged man: "You don’t seem all that old yourself, do you?"

"Don’t go by my looks; I’m actually quite senior," Jiang said with a smile: "They all call me Ancestor."

....

Elsewhere, Li Changhe’s voice echoed inside the train carriage; following the activation of the Jiuli Sequence, his voice became as grating as the tolling of a bronze bell.

And the gangsters were taken aback.

The conductor called out to his true god, and that Divine Existence actually intervened.

Only upon a genuine encounter does one truly feel the insignificance of oneself. And they had managed to offend such an entity just for some potential benefits.

At that moment, many gangsters thought about surrendering—what if Chen Mazi’s backing wasn’t strong enough? Wouldn’t they be doomed?

But when Li Changhe’s piercing voice rang out, they were all stunned.

"Military Family Ancestor?" a gangster murmured: "Could it be that Chen Mazi is an Extraordinary Soldier?"

"But who is the Ancestor of the Extraordinary Soldiers?"

"...."

"If I remember correctly..."

"It should be..."

A gangster said with a trembling voice, revealing the identity of that figure: "The leader of the Top Ten Demon Gods, the General Chiyou..."

Members of the train crew were also stunned as, being employees of the Ghost Train, they were believers of that Divine Existence.

Following the conductor’s plea, they all felt the power and fury of that entity.

But just then, Li Changhe called out to the Military Family Ancestor.

The entity they worshipped...suddenly went quiet.

And the giant golden hand that had been swiftly extending towards them from outside the window also froze in an instant.

The next second, the strange space outside the train began to shatter, and the train started to shake.

A gigantic azure arm suddenly reached out, grabbing the golden arm.

"You are... the Primordial Warlord!" A voice that humans couldn’t understand resounded, but the bandits could hear the fear underlying it.

At the same time, a tolling of a bronze bell, even more piercing than Li Changhe’s, suddenly filled the entire space.

"Knowing my name, yet daring to tread on my territory?"

"Tell them, demigods and those above, invaders shall die."

"It’s too late for you now."

The voice was loud and grating, yet the tone was utterly calm.

In an instant, golden lightning flared, and the golden arm was severed by some sharp tool. The being severed its own arm, forcibly breaking free from the azure grasp.

A miserable howl came from afar, followed by... silence.

The train conductor couldn’t believe it, and the train attendants were exceptionally frightened. The being they worshipped had just severed its own limb to save itself and had abandoned them!

"Well, well. Your master still had a trick up his sleeve, huh?" Li Changhe mockingly said.

"This can’t be... This is impossible!" the train conductor shouted. He felt his faith crumbling.

The next second, the train suddenly tilted upward as if some force had lifted the front.

Many passengers, caught off guard, were thrown to the ground.

Those with quick reactions were startled and hastily steadied themselves.

Li Changhe plunged the Mo Blade into the floor to avoid being thrown by the sudden jolt.

Next, they heard a clear voice: "This train head is quite good, able to navigate between reality and illusion. I’ll take it as my fee for appearing. Also, since you’ve embarked on this path by a stroke of fate, just keep going."

Li Changhe naturally knew whose voice it was. In fact, when Jin Ya delivered the message, Li Changhe already understood that the Military Family Ancestor Chiyou had returned to the Real World.

Even if he didn’t say please, the Ancestor would take action. He had made a promise with the Yellow Emperor to protect humanity.

This meant that, from now on, the people of Hua Country had an Ancestor looking after them.

And that golden arm, if it thought it could cause chaos in the Real World as before, it wouldn’t get off easy.

This was also the main reason why the officials had Jin Ya deliver the message. From this moment on, those Divine Existences would have to weigh whether they were a match for the Ancestor.

As for the second half of the Ancestor’s message, it must have been for Li Changhe.

The path... Black Mud Divinity, right?

Indeed, without the help of the Crying Hero, Li Changhe would have found it difficult to pursue the path of Black Mud Divinity.

This Divinity was not meant to be wielded, which was why Li Changhe was previously advised to choose another path.

But all these concerns were minor...

"Don’t take the train head!" Li Changhe exclaimed in shock, immediately calling out, "Ancestor, leave the train head for me! I boarded the train specifically to snatch it!"

Li Changhe really wanted the Ghost Train. He didn’t have any suitable ride, and the Ghost Train was a good choice.

If the train head was gone, how could it be driven?

And a fee for appearing? Even if I didn’t call you, you would’ve intervened! Am I just putting on an act for nothing? What kind of appearance fee are you talking about!

However, the Ancestor didn’t respond to Li Changhe’s plea.

The headless Ghost Train crashed heavily into a forest.

...

In the Giant Panda Breeding Center in Shuchuan, a middle-aged man saw Jiang suddenly take out a bloody lamb leg from the resting room.

Startled, he asked, "What is this..."

"A lamb leg gifted by the younger generation. Eat up, it’s quite fresh."