Understanding the cause and effect, Ying Xiao decisively issued command instructions.
Due to the great distance, each of his words took three minutes to reach the Black Water.
He paced slowly with his hands behind his back, appearing to stand in an open space.
He said in a deep voice:
"Ying Lin’s death is just that, do not let the impact expand. Since Mo Qihuan failed to protect my son, my cooperation with him ends here.
Black Water Company will immediately cut off resource supply to Mo Zhenting’s team, ceasing logistics support and military training obligations."
When Ying Xiao received that encrypted message, there was indeed a moment of overwhelming anger filling his chest.
After all, it was his closest bloodline left in this world, but after consulting the family’s opinion, he calmed down.
But if something happens to me, there truly will be no heir.
"Zhang Qiang guards Nanhuang Daoist School, no one can deal with him. A Grandmaster and a King-level Divine Machine, it is already a terrifying level to confront the army.
Moreover, Bi Xiao Yu Chi - Hun Yuan Dou Kui, were it not missing ’Giant Soldiers’, it might reach the ’Supreme Emperor Level’.
Ying Xiao seriously considered whether to pilot Black Water company’s flagship to return to Heng Province’s New Star, but after thorough consideration, he chose to give up.
Unless the Ying family would support him, otherwise, relying on his personal strength alone cannot contend with Nanhuang Daoist School.
"Withdraw from the Fourth Satellite Fortress, shrink Black Water Company’s business scope..."
Ying Xiao instructed.
His words echoed in the chaotic command room, yet no one cared.
Crunch, crunch, the bearded and bald men showed shock on their faces, as a giant hand like a towering peak reached into Black Water, high-strength alloy tearing apart like soaked paper, with just a poke.
The cabin was ripped into a large hole, violent airflow nearly sucking everyone out. A cold face like a deity filled the opening, the strange crystal embedded in the forehead split, and the aggressive white-haired elder flashed like lightning.
Probably at Specialized Level fourth rank, the bearded man didn’t even see Old Zhang’s movement trajectory, just felt a blur, his neck was grabbed, his entire person lifted with one hand, heavily pressed into the metal wall on the other side!
With a thud, instantly leaving a human-shaped imprint!
"Ying Xiao’s not here, just you few big and little cats?"
Old Zhang glanced sidelong, not even giving them a proper look.
Like dragging a "kite" with his hand, he appeared before the bald man.
His eyes flashed, brilliance burst forth, releasing life force as vast as a starry sea!
The bald man’s waist was bent inch by inch, kneeling on the spot!
His knees hit the metal ground, making a shattering sound!
"Take me to find Ying Xiao!"
"Old man, don’t think you have a Divine Machine..."
The bearded man glared angrily, but before he could finish speaking.
Old Zhang gently contracted his hand, crushing the neck with five fingers.
The bearded man’s head hung crookedly to one side. Seriously, the Specialized Level life force is truly resilient, even suffering such lethal harm, he still clung to half a breath.
"Still think it’s the past! Your Divine Machine, can it withstand a warship cannon?"
Old Zhang still didn’t give him a proper look, just said:
"Warship? Very powerful? It’s not as if it hasn’t been cut."
He shook his hand, an abrupt spatial twist occurred, and rapidly rising high temperatures corroded the bearded man’s body.
Chunks of flesh charred, turning into flying ash, the solid heavy bone frame instantly turned black, like crispy biscuit pulled from the oven, the air forming spirals, the whole body collapsing like wind erosion.
Then he looked towards the kneeling bald man:
"Take me to find Ying Xiao."
"No problem! Elder! Just spare my life..."
The bald man was straightforward and decisive, expressing willingness to cooperate.
Old Zhang’s simmering killing intent gradually withdrew.
"Elder, the ship was made by you..."
The bald man was kneeling on the ground, unable to get up.
Old Zhang ignored him, his body flickered back to the cockpit.
Once the strange crystals closed, the Divine Machine rubbed its hands together like molding mud, forcibly closing the torn gap.
Next, the King-level Divine Machine named "Bi Xiao Yu Chi - Hun Yuan Dou Kui" released an overwhelming gravitational field, dragging the Black Water out of the satellite fortress, heading towards farther space.
"Really ruthless beyond measure!"
The senior officer in charge of guarding the Fourth Fortress saw this scene through monitoring footage and couldn’t help but sigh.
"Did you say a Divine Machine broke through the blockade line in the Tai’an Region?!"
Inside the Education Department building, Mo Qihuan for the first time visibly showed emotion, and threw the ashtray against the floor-to-ceiling window.
"Why didn’t you stop it! Any Divine Machine or ship without approved application, whether civilian or military, is not allowed to leave Heng Province without authorization! This is the directive from the Governor’s Mansion! Above all regulations except fundamental constitutional orders!"
The secretary bowed his head, trembling as he faced the director’s thunderous rage and answered:
"That Divine Machine is... King-level! Nanhuang Daoist School’s Bi Xiao Yu Chi - Hun Yuan Dou Kui, it participated in the glorious campaign and has a no-holds-barred license, in Tai Monarch’s processing sequence, has higher priority than the blockade regulation."
Mo Qihuan leaned on the table, panting, meticulously crafted silver hair slightly disheveled.
Bi Xiao Yu Chi - Hun Yuan Dou Kui!
That old guy Zhang Qiang truly doesn’t care about life, driving a King-level Divine Machine to traverse space at such an age?
The stronger the Divine Machine, the more it values the purity and value of the driver’s life force.
Especially King-level sequence Divine Machines, usage conditions are extremely harsh.
Without powerful life force, one simply cannot drive it!
Let alone control it!
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Mo Qihuan instantly calmed down, gazing at the red telephone on the table, seemingly immersed in some dilemma and deliberation.
Finally, the hand he extended slowly withdrew, sitting back in the chair, chuckling self-deprecatingly:
"Treading thin ice for half my life, still can’t make it to the other side."
"Is Zhang Shi already no longer on Heng Province’s New Star?"
Qin Shi steps out of the little red building, and Third Senior Sister Yu Weiwei is already standing prettily outside the lawn waiting.
"Hmm. Shifu needs to clear some obstacles that might cause trouble for you, solving the issue from the root is the lesson he learned from Senior Brother Shen."
Yu Weiwei nodded. Qin Shi decided to go to Central City, and Old Zhang discussed carefully with the third apprentice.
Finally, they decided to have Yu Weiwei stay close for protection, drawing attention to the forefront.
Then Old Zhang would strike thunderously, ending grievances thoroughly.
The original plan was for Old Zhang to drive a King-level Divine Machine, forcibly breaking through Central City’s Iron Curtain defense for a swift and decisive victory, crushing Ying Lin, shocking the scoundrels.
But Ying Huang’s sudden arrival changed the course of events.
Yu Weiwei was unclear about how the Ying family’s first sequence inheritor conversed with Shifu.
But clearly, Shifu did not need to exhaust too much Life Essence, nor bear the crime of assaulting Administrative New Star.
"Senior Sister, thank you."
Qin Shi said earnestly.
"We are fellow disciples, why be so distant."
Yu Weiwei smiled gently, walking shoulder to shoulder with Qin Shi down the street.
"If you really want to show gratitude, it should be me thanking you. Without you, Shifu might have ended in regret; his greatest wish is nothing more than to see Nanhuang Daoist School passed down.
Among the many senior brothers, only Senior Brother Shen could take on this, but he encountered misfortune.
Little Qin, I am infinitely grateful you could join Nanhuang Daoist School."
Qin Shi raised his head to the sky, knowing the journey had indeed been fortunate.
Encountering so many devoted tutors and elders.
"Senior Sister, I will take Nanhuang Daoist School to the Star Sea, to that ancient path."
He knows well that without Old Zhang, he would hardly have overcome the massive mountain of the Ying family.
"I firmly believe it. A new wave is brewing, Dongxia needs a round of Scorching Sun to once again illuminate the thirty-two administrative districts."
Yu Weiwei turned to gaze at Qin Shi, laughter touching her eyes and brows.