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Chapter 983: Warning on the Journey Home
Chapter 983: Warning on the Journey Home
Chen Chuan slowly sheathed the Snow Lord Saber, and the spiritual radiance that had been surging around him gradually calmed.
At that moment, the suspended water flow in the night sky thunderously collapsed, and under the sweeping airflow, it turned into a torrent of raindrops, pattering down and forming a heavy downpour above the island.
As the rain fell around him, it was pushed away by a rising current of steam.
Chen Chuan glanced at the sky, and the azure spiritual flame that had been within the water flow now scattered, turning into tiny sparks of light that illuminated the night sky, dazzlingly bright.
The spiritual flame of the man he had defeated was unique and solid, and even without the control of his consciousness, it remained condensed and did not disperse, indicating that his cultivation realm was likely very close to the Longevity Perception Realm.
If not for Chen Chuan's ability to defeat him in a single burst, once this man entered the ocean, a prolonged battle of attrition would have ensued, and it might not have been possible to capture him.
Chen Chuan turned the saber and sheathed it on his back, then slowly approached Dakota, who lay on the ground, his chest emitting strands of platinum light.
When Chen Chuan reached him, he looked down, noticing that the man's alien-transformed body was surprisingly sturdy and resilient, as if something had taken on part of the impact, preventing the saber strike from instantly killing him.
He noticed a broken small pendant on the man's chest, a twisted horn-like object about the size of a fingertip. It seemed to be a tribal relic, and this must be it.
His observation was correct; it was the tribal legacy relic given to Dakota by his tribe, which could divert a certain amount of damage when he was in mortal danger.
However, the relic's grade was not high enough to do more than turn a near-death situation into severe injury, preventing him from regaining his fighting ability.
Dakota's fingers twitched, and his chest heaved as he coughed weakly, blood spilling from his mouth. Behind him, the blood mixed with rainwater, forming a pool of bloody water.
Dakota had considered Chen Chuan's countermeasure, but this purest form of speed and direct power had already surpassed the limits of his perception, beyond what techniques could compensate for. Perhaps the outcome of their battle had been decided the moment they met.
He even thought that if he had joined the fight between the two men from the start, the result might not have changed.
Dakota turned his gaze to Chen Chuan, who stood by his side, and forced out the words, "I lost... I'm willing to pay the price. Everything I carry is your spoils of war..." He coughed, "Mr. Chen, I hope... I hope you'll keep your promise and send my body back to the Federation. I want to rest in peace in my tribe."
Chen Chuan replied in a calm voice, "I'm afraid that's not possible. Even if I send your body back, it will only end up being dissected by the New Lumina Sect and used as laboratory materials. You are destined never to return to your tribe."
Dakota coughed and said excitedly, "Even so, my body should be able to make up for the losses this time."
"You're thinking that your tribe will still have a chance to integrate into the Federation? Well, you're thinking too much. I'll tell you under what circumstances they will accept you—when you can threaten them, when you make them afraid. If a piece of meat can wield a knife and make people back down, then it's a weapon. If it has no knife, it's just meat."
Chen Chuan's gaze shifted to Dakota's face, "You're thinking that your death can bring glory, but have you considered that you're not yet a citizen of the Federation? Even if you die now, to them, it's just the death of a Primordial Warrior.
You didn't receive their respect in life, so do you expect them to have a change of heart after your death? I've read your intelligence report; you've read many Federation books, but I don't know if you've read the works of the New Lumina Sect. I happened to read some when I arrived.
According to their style, if you were alive, they would still be wary, and your tribe could at least maintain a basic survival. They would need to feign friendliness to win you over, but if you die, I can't see any reason for your tribe to survive. Perhaps the moment the news reaches them, it will be their end."
Dakota's body trembled slightly, as if something was struggling fiercely within him. His face turned pale, and he argued, "No, it's not like that. The foundation of civilization is the consensus of all good people. We respect truth, justice, and each other's dignity. It doesn't change because of race, nation, or culture. It is..."
Chen Chuan quickly stepped forward and stomped on Dakota's face, knocking him unconscious with a loud bang, cutting off his words.
He pondered for a moment; if he had killed Dakota with that saber strike, it would have been done, but since he survived, it's better to leave it to the higher-ups to deal with. If they have a way to change his perception, great; if not, there's no loss.
At the very least, Dakota still possesses the Wrath River Legacy, which is still valuable, helping to preserve the cultural heritage of the Primordial People.
Kaze Shingen turned around and, with a thought, summoned the long sword of Dakota and his two battle axes, which floated before him. He examined them briefly, then brought them together and checked his surroundings.
Although these individuals carried suitcases, they didn't pack much inside. Only some simple medicines for replenishing energy and recovery were found, indicating that they didn't plan to spend much time on this mission.
However, the bodies of these fighters couldn't be left here. If they were consumed by the devil algae nearby, who knows what mutations might occur. Even the blood left behind could cause many problems. So, he needed to take them with him.
He emptied the suitcase and stuffed the fighters' bodies inside, locking it securely. After tidying up, he grabbed Dakota and headed towards the sea. With two steps, his body suddenly surged forward, bursting through the air with a mist, carving a gully on the sea's surface, and rushing into the distance. Vermilion Whirl transformed into a crimson shadow, swiftly landing on his body, while Chao Ming in the sky let out a cry, accompanying him as he departed.
On the return journey, he slightly increased his speed, and after more than an hour, he arrived back at the nearby ship where he had been staying.
Once aboard, he instructed the steward, "Send a telegraph to the Government Hall, informing them that I've cleaned up here, and request that the Sea East Province Capital send more airships to thoroughly patrol this area."
"Yes, sir."
Chen Chuan had the suitcases taken to the lower deck and forbade anyone from opening them. As for Dakota, he was placed in the neighboring cabin. After all, with a fighter's physical condition, if he didn't die on the spot, he wouldn't die soon even without immediate care.
With the mission accomplished, the cruise ship no longer continued forward and began its return journey. By dawn on the 17th, the steward knocked on his cabin door early and said, "Mr. Chen, there's an urgent telegram from headquarters."
Chen Chuan put down the hot drink in his hand and took the telegram. After a quick glance, his eyes narrowed slightly as he pondered for a moment. "Send another telegram to inquire about the subsequent situation and inform them to send any updates to me immediately."
"Also, in the name of the Safety Team, I request full access to all information along the coastal areas. If any similar situations are discovered in any maritime region, they must be reported to me immediately."
He paused, "And notify the Wind Crane Pavilion Master to keep a close eye on the Sea East Province Capital."
"Yes, sir," the steward replied and hurried off.
Chen Chuan turned back to the cabin window.
(End of Chapter)
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