Chapter 476: War

Zhou Sen looked at Lin Chao, the shock in his eyes couldn't be deeper.

His background was not ordinary, and he knew many secrets.

The Hunyuan Five Sages Art is the most top-tier cultivation technique.

Rumor has it that the Five Sages of the Holy Palace practiced the Hunyuan Five Sages Art.

Among the Three Palaces, the Holy Palace was originally the weakest.

However, due to the Hunyuan Five Sages Art, or rather the existence of the Five Sages, the Holy Palace leaped to become the head of the Three Palaces.

The current Holy Palace, though the Five Sages no longer exist, remains the most awe-inspiring among the Three Palaces.

After all, only the Five Saints Favored One of the Holy Palace can seal that terrifying Red Pupil.

Before his eyes, what was placed beside Zhou Sen was the very technique practiced by the Five Sages; how could he not be shocked?

This type of cultivation method devours all bloodlines in the world to perfect itself, ultimately achieving a perfect bloodline.

Vermilion Bird, Black Tortoise, White Tiger, Azure Dragon, and Qi Lin—the five Sacred Beasts originally only existed in legends.

But the Five Sages of the Holy Palace forcibly trained themselves into these Sacred Beasts from myths and legends.

For a technique of the level of the Hunyuan Five Sages Art, he was naturally moved beyond measure.

However, he could not help but be suspicious regarding Lin Chao's identity.

"What relationship do you have with the Five Sages?"

"How could you have this kind of technique!"

Although it was only a glance, he was already sixty percent certain that the technique in that Jade Slip was the real Hunyuan Five Sages Art.

Yet, the Hunyuan Five Sages Art had long been lost following the fall of the Five Sages; even the Holy Palace did not have it.

How could Boss Lin have it?

Zhou Sen felt that his entire life had been part of a scheme.

"Past events, I no longer remember." Lin Chao did not answer directly, "Since we are fated, I shall gift this technique to you."

After Lin Chao finished speaking, he held the book and continued reading, not paying any attention to Zhou Sen at all.

Zhou Sen's expression changed again and again, and all sorts of thoughts arose in his heart, but after struggling for half an hour, Zhou Sen bowed solemnly to Lin Chao.

"Sir, this technique is a favor of reshaping to me.

Although I cannot take you as my master, from now on, I will surely treat you with the etiquette of a master."

Only then did Lin Chao glance at Zhou Sen: "You may go back."

After leaving the bookstore, Zhou Sen's heart was filled with mixed feelings.

Originally, he thought Boss Lin was merely an Ordinary Cultivator.

Even his master, after glancing at Boss Lin, said he was very Ordinary.

If there was anything not Ordinary about him, it was that his appearance was a bit more handsome.

As it turned out, Boss Lin brought out the Hunyuan Five Sages Art!

The Hunyuan Five Sages Art that even the Holy Palace didn't have.

"Could it be that he is the true descendant of those Five Sages?" Zhou Sen couldn't help but guess, "It's a pity that I have very little contact with the Yuan Palace, otherwise, I might know some inside information."

Carrying such emotions, Zhou Sen left this street.

Stepping on the potholed road, Zhou Sen's heart was nevertheless excited and high-spirited.

The Hunyuan Five Sages Art!

It could definitely help him step into the Fourth Tier within a year.

He wanted to become a Chosen One.

Even if he were to fail the God Game, he would rather die in battle, die at the hands of the Red Pupil, die openly and honorably, rather than die at the hands of his own people.

……

At the beginning of the new spring, the ice and snow melted, the mountains and rivers turned green, and all things flourished.

Lin Chao looked at the one-legged man before him, his eyes somewhat dazed: "A bit miserable."

Hearing this, Yan Feng laughed heartily, feeling smug: "One leg, in exchange for three King-tier fierce beasts, a huge profit!"

In this great war, Yan Feng followed the army and captured seventeen Trial Grounds in total.

However, the Beast Master army also suffered heavy losses this time.

Casualties exceeded thirty percent.

If it weren't for the fact that Beast Masters are mostly raised from childhood and have firm wills, having seen too much bloodshed,

this casualty ratio would likely have turned them into a routed army.

This time, he had come to recover from his injuries again.

"Alright, no need to emphasize it specifically, I've noted that you killed three King-tier fierce beasts." Lin Chao knew that Yan Feng was showing off to him.

This kind of showing off was just like a fisherman who caught a big fish; he could carry the fish and walk for a whole day on the neighborhood's several-hundred-meter sidewalk.

Telling everyone he met: How did you know I today...

A satisfied smile appeared on the corner of Yan Feng's mouth.

Clearly, he was proud of this battle record.

Fortunately, he was a Beast Master; even with one leg, walking was still quite smooth.

Yan Feng sat on the chair Lin Chao had prepared, a look of indifference on his face: "In a few days, the mechanical prosthetic leg I applied for will arrive. I heard that thing is even easier to use than a real leg.

Someone told me that the prosthetic leg can even self-destruct; maybe one day, I'll be able to blow up a King-tier fierce beast."

Yan Feng grinned and chuckled.

"How long do you plan to recover from your injuries this time?" Lin Chao looked at Yan Feng.

Although he hadn't seen him for only a year or so, a few strands of white hair had already appeared at Yan Feng's temples.

He is not old, and as a Beast Master, it stands to reason he should not have so much white hair so early.

"I can't stay long this time, probably only three months.

The war is critical lately; several Trial Grounds are being opened on the outskirts of the Snake Letter World, and we must lead the army to capture them, otherwise the strongholds we occupied with such difficulty will be snatched away by them again.

At that time..."

Yan Feng's mood was somewhat dejected.

At that time, it would mean the world had fallen.

Almost everyone in the Great Beast Master World could hear the broadcast of the Snake Letter World's fall.

"Rest well and recover." Lin Chao did not try to persuade him otherwise.

He also knew that the Beast Masters of this world, and even the Commoners, were suffering greatly.

The lives of the bottom-tier Commoners were all as workers, toiling busily, working to provide supplies for the Warriors at the front.

The lives of Ordinary Beast Masters were all as Warriors, struggling and fighting, using their upright bodies to guard the homeland behind them.

"Do you... want to move?" After the two spoke for a while, Yan Feng suddenly asked.

"Move where?"

"Leave the Snake Letter World." There was a trace of helplessness in Yan Feng's eyes.

As a frontline Warrior, he naturally knew how critical the Snake Letter World was now.

"Forget it, I'm old, I can't move." Lin Chao shook his head.

The Snake Letter World was the most suitable place for him to live in seclusion and improve his strength.

After all, the order here was broken and not entirely in the hands of the Three Palaces.

"You're only how old, yet you sound so old and weary!" Yan Feng laughed, "It's fine if you don't move; it's probably just me overthinking.

With the Li Tian Military Lord stationed here, there shouldn't be any major issues."

Lin Chao smiled.

Regarding these soldiers, he actually held the greatest awe for them.

Fighting for one's homeland, shedding blood and sweat, they were worthy of respect.

For the past half month, Yan Feng would come to Lin Chao's bookstore every day to read.

It was as if reading was the only hobby in his life.

One day, Yan Feng put down his book and said to Lin Chao: "A new orphanage has been built in the south of the city, all for the children of war refugees.

We can't send these children away for the time being, so they have to stay here."

Lin Chao looked at Yan Feng, waiting for what followed.

"I've listed you as the beneficiary of my pension; if one day you receive my pension, donate a portion to the orphanage," Yan Feng said.

Tomorrow, he would be heading to the battlefield.

"Get lost, I'm not your son." Lin Chao kicked Yan Feng's mechanical leg, producing the sound of metal clashing.

Yan Feng did not mind: "I have no relatives by my side, little Lin, just help me collect it."

"Don't call me that." Lin Chao rolled his eyes at Yan Feng.

He hadn't practiced the Evil-Warding Sword Manual, after all.

After chatting with Lin Chao for a while, Yan Feng eventually left.

Through several reincarnations, Lin Chao had long grown accustomed to parting and felt nothing.

The only regret was that the bookstore had returned to its previous silence.

Spring arrived, and all things sprouted, yet the entire bookstore was deathly still, just like the land of the Snake Letter World.

Lin Chao looked at the Heavenly Vault, his eyes carrying a trace of depth: "It's time to go harvest a wave."

Harvesting Red Pupil was what he most needed to do now.

What his true body sought was also Red Pupil.

Now, his strength was finally enough to harvest some not-so-powerful Red Pupil.

At the Li Tian Military Camp, steel fortresses rose one after another, standing silent and grim under the light and shadow of the great sun.

As the empire's dawn began, dense rows of Warriors formed neat phalanxes, wearing uniform attire.

These Warriors were all Beast Masters.

Placed in their respective worlds, they were all Elites, people above others.

In ancient times, they would have been the privileged class.

At this moment, they were the most Ordinary Warriors.

The Li Tian Military Lord stood on the reviewing stand, looking at those solemn-faced Warriors, as if seeing his seventeen-year-old self.

He raised his wine.

"Brave men on a fierce journey, a hundred battles and never die!"

"Ten years of sharpening a sword, only to kill the thieves!"

"Gentlemen, I toast you with this wine."

"I hope for a great victory, and I shall drink this wine with you all upon your return!"

After finishing the wine, the Li Tian Military Lord smashed the wine bowl onto the ground.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The morale was like clouds.

The survival of the world rested on this one battle; as long as a single general or a piece of armor remained, no ferocious beast would be allowed to ravage the human world.

Countless steel giant beasts rose into the air against the sunlight, looking just like large insects.

Lin Chao stood atop a deserted high-rise, and with a single glance, everything that met his eyes was a weapon of war.

"Technology and Beast Master, blood and slaughter; this most ordinary of battlefields, if placed in the Main World, would be a human epic and a dirge."

He saw that twenty-seven huge openings had split open above the Heavenly Vault.

It was as if a massive number of fierce beasts were entering the Heavenly Vault, intending to pry it open.

Within them, endless terror was contained.

Those dense, mountain-like fierce beasts, seen from afar, looked just like tiny insects, surging like a tide.

Countless steel giant beasts, without any hesitation, charged into the rifts.

Using their own bodies to construct the strongest line of defense.

"Kill!"

The gates of the steel giant beasts opened, and countless Beast Masters exited to form military formations.

The artillery fire of the steel giant beasts was also turned to maximum power.

Relying on these weapons, the military formations of the Beast Masters slowly advanced.

They collided head-on with the army of fierce beasts, the two sides crashing directly into each other.

The former fell, the latter filled the gaps, and the military formation did not collapse.

The fallen soldiers were trampled by the fierce beasts, becoming a layer of blood and mud on the battlefield.

Why must one bury bones in their hometown? Everywhere in life is a green mountain.

Fighting for the country, fighting for the home, fighting for the Human Race, the battlefield is also a place to bury bones in green mountains.

The slaughter continued for a day and had not yet ended.

This slaughter was also more intense than in the past.

Every once in a while, one could see steel giant beasts soaring into the air, carrying tens of thousands of Beast Masters to the battlefield.

"I wonder how many can return." Lin Chao waited quietly, not acting rashly.

He was waiting for the arrival of Red Pupil.

He knew that those dozens of Trial Grounds were nothing more than blood sacrifices, just to project Red Pupil here.

Once Red Pupil descends, without a Five Saints Favored One, this world will truly cease to exist.

"Uncle, are you also a soldier? Are you going to kill monsters?" At this moment, a dirty little boy appeared beside Lin Chao, but his eyes were very bright.

Lin Chao looked at the boy, his gaze kind: "I suppose so."

"Good luck, Uncle, kill those monsters!

My family and I work very hard every day.

Even when it's time to get off work, my mom is still working, and I am very obedient too; although I don't work as fast as my mom and the aunts and uncles, I still moved a lot of materials today."

The little boy stretched out his hand; his hands, which should have been tender, had a layer of small calluses.

Having calluses in one's hands is not something to be ashamed of, but a glory.

Lin Chao felt a complex mix of emotions; he touched the little boy's head, his voice becoming gentle: "That's amazing."

Hearing this, the little boy was very happy; he looked at Lin Chao, his face full of expectation: "Uncle, can we win this war?"

Seeing Lin Chao remain silent, the little boy's voice suddenly became very low.

"I heard my mom say that our Department Head left the Snake Letter World a few days ago.

They all say... the Snake Letter World cannot be held."

The Department Head is the Manager of the logistics factory.

Lin Chao looked at the little boy, his face carrying an encouraging expression: "The Lord of the Heaven-Departing Army has not left, this world... will be fine.

Those uncles will help you drive the enemy back."

"Really?" The little boy's innocent face wore an expectant look.

"Really." Lin Chao nodded firmly.

The slaughter continued.

Yan Feng slumped in the steel fortress, panting: "Damn it, cheap goods just don't work; a Mite Tooth broke my leg with one stomp."

Yan Feng could not help but feel miserable.

Just after entering the battle, his mechanical leg was crushed, and he didn't even have a chance to self-destruct.

The logistics mechanic looked at Yan Feng's thigh, his face showing a helpless expression.

"It can't be repaired, it has to be replaced."

"Damn it!" Yan Feng cursed, "Forget it, never mind, the war is still going on outside, I have to join the squad."

The mechanic looked at Yan Feng and stopped him: "This machine connects to your nerves; you need to recuperate.

If you engage in intense combat now, half of your body will be paralyzed."

"Don't try to scare me; I haven't even bled, how could I be paralyzed?" Yan Feng had a bad temper.

Because messages were constantly coming into his wristband.

They were all distress signals.

Moreover, the names representing soldiers in his wristband were turning gray one by one.

This meant that those soldiers had already died on the battlefield.

His army totaled thirty thousand people.

Now, those who remained alive were fewer than twenty thousand.

The situation was already critical.

"I am medical personnel, you have to listen to me."

"You are just a repairman!"

Yan Feng ignored him, he glanced at the repairman, and left straight away.

And throughout the entire logistics infirmary, many Warriors who were as severely injured as Yan Feng stumbled out, not staying in the clinic.

Their injuries were very heavy, yet their gazes were all filled with fortitude.

Because, they had received the highest military order.

The Glory War!

A soldier's glory, to be wrapped in horse hide, to die on the battlefield.

When the spirit of the Yuan Palace evaluates the probability of victory in a war to be 0, it will issue the order to initiate the Glory War.

The Glory War, also known as the Death War.

Yan Feng returned to his unit, his eyes carrying a resolute expression: "Damn it, the pension is really going to be collected by that kid!"

Of course, he was actually even more helpless inside, and hoped even more that Lin Chao would be able to collect his pension.

That would at least mean that the Snake Letter World had not yet fallen.

(End of this chapter)