Chapter 1 Between Two People, There Was Already a Tacit Understanding

How could Suren not know what Qiantiao was thinking? He directly asked, "You're not thinking about going to the Land of the Yellow Springs, are you?"

That was a very dangerous thought.

Because others would only idly fantasize about it, but they actually had a way to really go.

Back when Suren and Qiantiao went to the Hidden Mountain Country to adventure, they found the adventure left behind by Fujiwara Hayato.

That great writer had actually gone to the legendary "Land of the Yellow Springs" alive, and then returned alive. He also wrote down how he went and his adventurous experiences in the book *Fatal: Land of the Yellow Springs*.

And this book was currently in Suren's hands.

Not only that, but he also had a ticket for the ghost train.

That was a myth and legend of the Hidden Mountain Country, that the souls of the dead would go to the Land of the Yellow Springs via the ghost train.

Originally, it was just a legend.

But back then, Fujiwara Hayato had successfully arrived at the Yellow Springs through this seemingly incredible method.

...

Hearing Suren's question, Qiantiao glanced back, not saying a word.

From that look, Suren could already tell that she really wanted to go.

For Qiantiao herself, the Way of the Sword was even more important than her life. Now that she had glimpsed the highest realm of the Way of the Sword, how could she shrink back because of danger?

After pondering for a moment, she picked up the *Buddha Slaughter* in her hand, looking at this famous sword with a complex expression, and said in a calm tone, "The former owner of this sword must have been to the real Yellow Springs. I sensed that this sword contains a very profound Hell Sword Dao. Like a guide of fate, it has allowed me to see many insights beyond Sword Saint... but I can't grasp them."

"..."

Hearing this, Suren's brows gradually furrowed.

How could he not hear the persistence in Qiantiao's words?

Some talents are involved in fate, and some people have their own destiny. The Rakshasa Woman is indeed very strong, but similarly, her destination is to keep fighting, to become stronger in battle, or to die in battle...

However, the Land of the Yellow Springs was really extremely dangerous.

After all, the Land of the Yellow Springs that Suren and the others had gone to before was just a saying-world; the dead inside were just those who had died in the Hidden Mountain Country in those years, and the overall danger level wasn't too high.

But the real "Land of the Yellow Springs" was a true high-level plane of the underworld, where true gods existed!

...

Suren's current knowledge could almost be said to be among the top tier of the plane. Although he hadn't been to a high-level plane where true gods existed, he still had some understanding of this world.

"The Underworld" was a general term for the world of the dead. Places like Hell, Youming, and Yellow Springs were all individual planes.

Suren felt that the difference between these planes seemed to be related to the gods being worshiped.

Just like the difference between the Alchemy Plane and the Celestial God Plane.

A god's belief system had its own land of the dead, and living beings would also go to their respective underworld planes after death.

Therefore, there were also many planes of the dead.

The Land of the Yellow Springs was just one of them.

Suren wasn't sure what the real Land of the Yellow Springs was like or what they would experience.

But he knew that if the living went there, they would definitely have a narrow escape from death.

Back then, the great adventurer, Fujiwara Hayato, went and came back alive.

That was survivor bias.

Just because he could go didn't mean that others could.

Even if it was the exact same route.

Usually, these legendary adventurers weren't just outstanding in strength; they also often had a hidden attribute, which was "favored by fate".

They could return alive from those dangerous places, but that didn't mean others could.

Mr. Jing had once said that her father, Sir Isaac, had said that if you really went to a high-level plane, it was easy to be noticed by the gods of another world, and even demigods might not come out alive. As a result, even though Isaac already had the strength of a demigod, he was very cautious in guarding the abyss plane passage in Old Lingdun.

But now, Qiantiao was planning to go.

...

Suren frowned and pondered for a moment, then asked very seriously, "Have you... decided?"

Qiantoiao glanced at Suren, looked at his solemn expression, and smiled cheerfully.

She didn't seem to care at all how dangerous her idea was. She only said calmly, "Let's talk about it when the time is right. At least, after this Dragon Country adventure is over. And when you can understand what that book says... then I'll go."

She knew that others might find it difficult to understand her thoughts, but Suren would definitely understand.

Sure enough, Suren listened and was silent for a moment.

He knew very well Qiantiao's character. If she could choose to die a magnificent death, she would never live like firewood.

Suren didn't try to persuade her any more, but just sighed slightly, "Alright. I'll try my best to help you interpret the contents these days."

That *Land of the Yellow Springs* was a route map.

But even now, Suren hadn't understood much of it.

Because information that exceeded the cognitive level of lower-level beings would be hidden by the will of the universe.

Just like the ubiquitous laws, alchemists could only recognize them more clearly as their rank increased.

And Fujiwara Hayato was originally a top alchemist. He used ingenious encryption methods to record that high-level information, but it was still impossible to interpret without reaching that height.

Hearing this, Qiantiao looked at him and suddenly smiled brightly, "Good!"

Smiling, she leaned over as usual, put her arm around Suren's shoulder boldly, and teased, "Aiyo, the aura on your body has a very refined natural power, and the aura has also become much more condensed. It seems that your white wolf friend helped you a lot during this trip to the Silent Forest~"

"..."

His arm instantly sank into a soft sensation. Suren rolled his eyes at her teasing look.

But looking at that bright smile, it seemed that all the bad thoughts had disappeared.

Since some things that had been decided couldn't be changed,

Suren thought about the good things.

Qiantoiao was no longer affected by the aura of hell, so even if she went to the Land of the Yellow Springs, the environmental factors would have little impact, at least. The ending of Fujiwara Hayato returning and dying from infected distortion wouldn't happen.

Moreover, her current strength might not be worse than Fujiwara Hayato's back then.

Suren thought that even a high-level plane wouldn't have true gods everywhere. If she was lucky enough not to encounter a god, Qiantoiao's ability to protect herself wouldn't be bad.

And if she really went to a high-level plane and could come back alive, then things would really be different.

Suren thought.

Hmm... first, he would get her a Replacement Doll ready.

...

The battle in the Atlantis ruins was still going on.

Without the conditions to set sail, the Eternal Night wasn't in a hurry, so it continued to choose to rest on the deserted island.

During this period, the other members of the Dawn Group were also injecting various Dragon Blood Potions with high compatibility one after another.

Several hundred at a time, several hundred at a time...

The coverage rate of the bloodline transformation of the Dawn Group's nearly ten thousand combat personnel was getting higher and higher.

Dr. Banks' "multiple superimposed potions" had a very good effect.

As a result, the bloodline fusion potion, which alchemists used to think was a gamble with their lives, had a very low distortion rate after being used on a large scale in the Dawn Group.

Even if there was a small amount of distortion, the biological laboratory in the Little Void Realm could handle it very properly.

The improvement brought by the Dragon Blood Potion was also very obvious, and the strength of the crew members soared a lot visibly to the naked eye. In addition, the upper limit of the laws in this cursed space was higher than outside, and the crew members also advanced frequently.

After advancing, because of the tolerance increased by the Dragon Blood Potion, everyone could fuse some high-quality dragon implants, and their combat power soared again.

As the days passed, the overall combat power of the Dawn Group continued to soar during the rest.

...

Various affairs in the team were managed by dedicated people, and everyone performed their duties, so Suren didn't have to worry.

After he returned to the Eternal Night, he had almost been in the cabin and hadn't come out.

His mental power had now entered the Divine Travel Realm, and the number of puppets he could control had increased tenfold.

So he was now busy making

High-level gargoyles.

Even though the assembly line workshop of the War Factory helped him complete most of the basic production work of the puppets, he still had to do the high-level laws and spell solidification himself.

In addition, he needed to take the time to transform the benefits brought by the surge in mental power into combat power, such as learning some new high-level mental spells and enhancing the control of mental threads...

There was also interpreting *Land of the Yellow Springs*, flipping through the various magical books of previous spoils... and so on.

In short, it seemed that there was never enough time every day, and Suren was busy all the time.

One day, in the laboratory next to the captain's room.

Suren was as busy as ever.

The room was like a spider's cave, densely covered with various threads.

More than a hundred semi-finished gargoyles were neatly suspended in rows, and countless threads were precisely controlling hundreds of carving knives, which were carving rune slots. The light of various alchemy arrays flickered in the room.

The studio was like a workshop with hundreds of people, looking messy. But if you looked closely, you would find that the mess was well-organized.

Suren himself was expanding his eight-armed spider spear, while personally inscribing seventh-order runes on five gargoyles.

Now that his mental power had surged, his ability to multi-task had been fully developed to the extreme, and he could easily tinker with so many puppets at the same time.

These high-level puppets would be the backbone of future battles, but the process of high-level puppet runes and solidification alchemy could only be done by him, the "Grand Master of Puppets".

So he hadn't been idle these days.

However, just as he was busy, there was a knock on the door.

Lolota's voice came from outside the door: "Mr. Suren, excuse me."

Although there were communication devices inside the Dawn Group, no one would disturb Suren unless it was an emergency, for fear of interfering with his work and cultivation.

If they knocked on the door, at least everyone would know that he would sense someone coming to the door in advance.

Suren didn't turn his head to look and responded, "The door isn't closed."

The door opened with a click, and a small head popped in. Lolota looked at Suren: "Mr. Suren, the group leaders asked me to invite you to a meeting, saying there's something to discuss."

Suren raised his eyebrows when he heard this, "Oh?"

The decisions in the group were basically made by Barrett and the professional staff, so if they really needed him to come forward, it must be a very important matter.

But if it wasn't urgent, Suren thought they might be leaving the deserted island and continuing to sail.

After delivering the message, Lolota's big eyes wandered around the workshop. Looking at the dense threads, she also exclaimed with the expression of a little fan girl: "Wow... Mr. Suren has become even more powerful after coming back!"

This girl was Qiantiao's disciple, and the puppet studio was basically only visited by her.

She was already smart, and looking at the number of threads being controlled, she knew that Suren's strength must have soared.

Suren also regarded Lolota as half a disciple. Looking at her rolling crystal eyes, how could he not know that this girl was here to get freebies again?

He smiled and hooked his finger, and suddenly a strange puppet doll fell in front of Lolota and said, "This is a Replacement Doll specially made for you. You can use it in case of emergency."

Looking at the wooden doll that was nine-tenths similar to herself, Lolota quickly bowed, thanking him joyfully: "Thank you, Puppet Craftsman, the most handsome Suren-sensei in the universe!"

An exaggerated happy smile appeared on her face, and her body was bent over ninety degrees.

"..."

Suren had long been accustomed to this girl's flattery and chuckled.

He tidied up the workshop, got up to go with her, and casually asked, "By the way, where's your teacher?"

"Looking for trouble with those monsters in the sea."

Hearing the question, Lolota's expression suddenly became a little strange.

After a pause, she whispered as if she was telling a secret, "Mr. Suren, let me tell you, the teacher has been in a bad mood these days. I don't know who provoked her, but the way she kills monsters with those blades is scary. I've been scolded a lot these days..."

As she spoke, she pouted, looking aggrieved.

"Oh."

Suren raised his eyebrows when he heard this. How could he not know that Qiantoiao was probably troubled by a bottleneck in the Way of the Sword, and was probably trying to find that feeling again these days?

But it didn't seem to be going very smoothly.

Without saying much, he beckoned Lolota to go to the upper deck.

...

In the cockpit of the Eternal Night, the high-ranking members of the Dawn Group had already gathered here.

Nineteen, Barrett, Dora, Wordsworth, Tani...

Seeing Suren coming, they greeted him one after another.

"In the past two days, there have been fewer and fewer undead monsters passing by the islands, it seems that there aren't many monsters in this sea area..."

"Now we have two options. Option A is to wait for the battle on the battlefield to be decided to see if we can find some opportunities. But based on a comprehensive assessment, this option will be very risky. The other option is to continue sailing..."

"And more importantly, the biological markers that Dr. Banks left on the West Sea and South Sea fleets have moved. Those guys from the Celestial God Plane don't know what method they used, but they are rapidly approaching the island where the Mimir Spring is located..."

"Also, our diviners have been divining these days, and everyone feels that when the battle at Atlantis ends, there is a high probability that there will be a major change in this cursed space. So we have to prepare in advance..."

"..."

The results discussed by the staff had been considered very carefully.

After listening, Suren also agreed and approved the B plan to continue sailing.

The battlefield on the Atlantis side did seem to have a huge attraction.

Being able to fight so fiercely, both sides of the battle must have left a lot of opportunities on the battlefield.

Just from seeing that ghost fleet that day, who knew how many treasures were hidden on those thousands of ancient ships?

What's more, those high-level undead monsters, even if they were corpses, were priceless top-level materials for alchemists.

However, the problem was also very real.

Once the battle ended, there would naturally be a winning side and a losing side.

Whichever side survived, there would definitely be a super-order existence.

Having seen the crushing power of super-order monsters, Suren had long given up the idea of finding loopholes.

Just thinking about it, he knew that the battlefield left by such a terrifying battle must be like a nuclear bomb battlefield, filled with chaotic high-level laws, and the risk was extremely high.

Even if he really wanted to find loopholes, it would definitely not be now.

Suren had the ability to enter and exit the cursed space at will, so there would be plenty of opportunities in the future.

Moreover, the main purpose of the Dawn Group was not to find treasures, but to stop the people from the Celestial God Plane.

The reason why they had not been in a hurry to sail towards the Mimir Spring was not only because of the battlefield on the Atlantis side, but also because those guys from the Celestial God Plane had not moved.

Now that those guys had gone, they naturally couldn't delay.

With Suren's decision, the Dawn Group immediately weighed anchor and set sail.

...

It was also a coincidence.

The Dawn Group was caught in the Hell Dragon Country cursed space, which was originally a dangerous place with a narrow escape from death.

But unexpectedly, after Suren and the others found the Philosopher's Stone in the Atlantis ruins, they accidentally triggered a shocking battle. Then they rested on the deserted island for more than half a month.

However, when the Dawn Group set sail again, they found that everything was incredibly smooth along the way.

Almost all the monsters in this nearby sea area had disappeared.

The original route, which was full of unknown dangers, suddenly became smooth sailing.

After sailing for several days in a row, they didn't even encounter a single troublesome monster.

In this way, the Eternal Night sailed west along the route of the Black Sam Group and quickly got closer and closer to the location of those guys from the Celestial God Plane.