1238: Chapter 1224 1238: Chapter 1224 A fragnt of Wisdom filled Lu Ping’an to satiety.
His progress in the Scholarly and Talent levels wasn’t even his greatest gain…
The leap to the Courtyard qualitative change level was an “opportunity” nearly impossible to obtain through normal Professional evolution.
What increased were his upper limits and possibilities, foundations that grew continuously as he advanced.
Of course, he wasn’t the only lucky one.
In the vortex of the Black Deep Sea, a mber of the Long Hand Clan picked up a dazzling gold conch, surrounded by countless Sea Beast bodies torn apart by mutual slaughter.
In the midst of the bloody battlefield of a wedding, amidst countless fading lives and piles of corpses, a deserter playing dead found a purse containing a silver dagger with an eerie aura.
In the towering Snow Mountain, caught in a sudden blizzard, a biological survey team, cut off from food and water for two days, had one young mber who bit the bullet, ventured deeper into the mountain, and t an auspicious beast of vibrant colors amid his confusion and delirium.
Miracles and wonders suddenly beca cheap.
Although most encounters were not pleasant, so people, so events, were favored by “destiny”.
And this ti, it was not necessarily “Its” arrangent.
The world had already plunged into crisis, too many Exotic Realm portals had opened, too many “Evil Gods of the Foreign Domain” had entered, and too many Exotic Races vied for living space.
The natives had also lost their local patronage.
Although the personality of the World Consciousness had fallen into slumber, the “survival instinct” common to most worlds was fully activated at that mont.
Favor of destiny?
The treatnt of a Savior?
It was sothing similar.
Especially those beings who had long resided on their native land and had fought against Exotic Realm Invaders for a long ti received more favor…
It’s worth ntioning, due to the swift changes, the new blacklist did not include humans.
Otherwise, those potential-rich and “firmly positioned” human warriors wouldn’t have been granted lucky favors.
“Eh?
What’s this?”
Kuter City had just fallen into a War Zone, and the Salvation Army here had just achieved a grueling, hard-earned victory.
The weary female warrior looked down at the celebrating crowd below and showed a slight smile.
As a foreign warrior, she was not a General of this army, but perhaps no one was more experienced and trustworthy than her.
“With this place taken, we connect the southwest seaways; we can drive those filthy Octopus brats back to their stinking quagmires…”
With the General above boosting morale, she smiled watching their serious faces.
Years ago, they were warriors filled only with hatred, without reason or skill.
Now, inspiring morale and arranging battles, they were even more adept than she, a veteran.
The clear mission of this Salvation Army was to unite all who could be united, expel those Exotic Realm Invaders who couldn’t be, and to bring true peace to this world.
Ti is a great Magical Master; what was once seedlings have now turned into Generals, strategists, and core mbers.
As civilizations and ideas from the Foreign Domain blossod in this ocean, this New allied army, led primarily by the Long Hand Clan and Free Fish People, now possessed their own dreams and stratagems.
They were clear in their tasks; so rescued those enslaved, so searched the city for usable Arms and property, but most were announcing the spoils of war and promising victory in the next battle.
“Heh, it’s becoming more proper.”
And as for herself…
not to ntion personal strength, in terms of strategy and politics, she was probably beyond help.
In that person’s words…
“If it’s the life of an advanced infantry, just honestly be a super Sword Saint of advanced troops…”
Although the rest sounded sowhat like manipulative “Don’t think too much, just follow my guidance,” the female warrior honestly missed him a bit.
“…everyone is back, yet no one ca to find .”
She leaned against the broken city wall and sighed.
Still not accustod to wearing armor, she wore simple vest and trousers, her hair cut short, more suited for the battlefield, except for the silver part at the front left side, looking like a highlight.
Subconsciously, she picked up the long sword in her hand, the side serving as a half-mirror that reflected a striking human visage.
The cultivator with an immortal body, without many traces on the outside, she still looked to be in her early twenties, though the silver hair at her forehead was quite conspicuous, yet seed more like an intentional decorative tint.
However, the fatigue in those beautiful eyes was sothing she could never mask.
“Thousand Hands Lord…”
“I’ve told you many tis not to call by that nickna.
My surna isn’t Thousand Hands; it’s Xia.”
“…..Yes, Sword Saint of Thousand Hands sir.”
Looking at the enthusiastic general, she could only sigh helplessly.
Despite the ti that had passed, communication with the Exotic Species still posed so problems, especially since they always liked to call her by all sorts of strange nas.
What indecribable, what Sword Saint of Thousand Hands, what woman with ten swords…..
“Although now I have twenty-seven swords already….”
She zoned out again, until a streak of snow light appeared in front of her.
It was a fine sword, with faint lightning flashes and blood light converging upon it.
“You only want swords as spoils of war, and regular items don’t last more than a couple of days.
We always feel like we’re underappreciating you, but now we finally found a fine sword….”
Yet Sword Saint Xia did not hear these words clearly; she was discerning so unbelievable qualities from this sword.
This was definitely not any Taboo items…
no, the entire sword was even a carrier and shell of existence, but what exactly was it?
“Unyielding battle spirit, infinite counterattack….counter-attack?”
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During the resplendent days of stars, soone was still digesting his gains and fragnts.
Life always had too many troubles, especially when a family had new mbers.
“Enlightening arts, still need to be used cautiously…”
The significantly busier daily life made him sowhat uncomfortable, but the fewer nagging and complaining people around him also left him feeling sowhat lonely and bored.
But at this ti, he still used work to temporarily forget…..just at this ti, he grasped a major project.
“Unexpectedly, my first task as a newbie craftsman is to build a boat for myself…..”
At this point, Lu Ping’an and his team needed a solid large boat.
A fifth-tier Craftsman, supposedly a master, but when he actually started working…..well, he still mostly hid at the back, slacking off and watching the drama, at least in the initial stages, not needing the master to step in.
Finally, when a temporary steel monster appeared at the seaport, Lu Ping’an could try out his “master level.”
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