The temperature inside the cabin remained comfortably constant.
Hong Yuan laid the heavy double-bitted axe across her lap, her fingers rubbing back and forth along the ice-blue edge.
"This plane is flying way too smoothly."
Hong Yuan yawned and glanced out the window, seeing nothing but an expanse of white clouds.
"At this rate, when are we going to see those high-level demonic beasts? My axe is already dying of thirst."
Sitting opposite her, Yin Chen was wiping the frost crystals off his short staff with a piece of velvet cloth. Hearing Hong Yuan's words, he didn't even lift his head.
"Student Hong Yuan, please use your few remaining brain cells to consider our objective environment."
Yin Chen's tone was the same as always; although not overtly sarcastic, it was still incredibly annoying.
"We are currently in the extreme cold at high altitude north of the Great Wall defense line. The outside temperature has already dropped below minus forty degrees. The reason this transport plane can fly so steadily is that it is running its anti-interference force field at full power, so naturally, it flies slower."
"Do you want to get chopped right now?" Hong Yuan glared at him.
Yin Chen was calling her stupid again!
"Can you two just say a few words less?"
An Changqing sat next to Su Yuehe, feeling exceptionally exhausted. Hong Yuan and Long Ao were fundamentally the same kind of people, but why couldn't she learn from Long Ao's quietness?
Next to them, Long Ao had been resting with his eyes closed, not even a single strand of his hair moving.
Long Ao really was a worry-free, good classmate.
"It's fine, Changqing."
Su Yuehe took a small sip of warm water and handed the tablet to An Changqing to look at.
"Neither of them is wrong. The environment here is indeed harsher than we expected. Look at this signal attenuation rate. We've only just entered the airspace at the edge of the Northern Territory, and our standard communication with the Great Wall Base is already experiencing severe delays."
An Changqing looked at the flashing red lights on the screen, his eyebrows gradually furrowing.
To be honest, he didn't understand those abnormal values, but he could certainly understand a screen full of red.
It didn't look good no matter how you looked at it.
"With this level of magnetic field interference, will our spiritual energy detectors still work?"
"Conventional detectors will probably only be able to see within a hundred-meter radius, or they might malfunction even more severely."
A hundred meters—at that distance, having a detector was almost the same as not having one. After all, none of them were blind.
Su Yuehe turned her head and looked at Chen Guan, who was sitting in the back row. "Once we're on the ground, we might have to rely entirely on Chen Guan's perception abilities."
Chen Guan leaned against the back of his chair, his fingers stroking the smooth fur on the black panther's back. Hearing Su Yuehe's words, he raised his head.
"Leave it to me." Chen Guan gave a very brief reply.
A few lines of text drifted across the bullet screen on his retina.
[Chen Guan is as steady as Mount Tai here. Who else understands the sense of security in that 'leave it to me'.]
[Do you guys think the altar recorded in the ancient demonic script has anything to do with Chen Guan?]
[Probably not. I feel like Chen Guan is just like that silly tiger, he just likes wandering around. A bad soldier ruins himself, but a bad general ruins the whole army.]
Chen Guan watched the discussion on the bullet screen.
The bullet screen was right. This trip to the Northern Territory was indeed an opportunity for him to find answers.
As for some silly tiger? He didn't see that, nope.
Who was wandering around aimlessly like him?
The transport plane continued to fly forward, and the sky outside the cabin gradually darkened.
The originally white clouds were replaced by large swaths of lead-gray, dense clouds. From time to time, faint blue lightning flashed through the heavy cloud layer.
Just then, the cabin lights began to flicker, and immediately after, the entire fuselage tilted violently.
Hong Yuan grabbed the armrest of her seat, her hundred-pound double-bitted axe scraping across the metal floor with an ear-piercing screech.
"What's going on? Is the fight starting?"
Far from being afraid, Hong Yuan stood up excitedly. No matter how you looked at it, this situation seemed like the start of a boss battle; that's how it always was in games.
Even Long Ao opened his eyes, no longer maintaining his previous spaced-out appearance.
Yin Chen immediately held his short staff across his chest, pale blue spiritual energy gathering at the tip, ready to put up a shield at any moment.
"Sit down. This doesn't look like a demonic beast attack; it's more like we've hit a strong magnetic storm."
Yin Chen casually educated the clueless Hong Yuan.
The pilot's anxious voice came through the intercom from the cockpit: "Miss Su, we've encountered a sudden, intense magnetic blizzard in the airspace ahead. The spiritual energy engine's conduction channels are severely compromised, and the output power is dropping rapidly. We cannot fly through these clouds and reach the predetermined coordinates!"
Su Yuehe gripped the edge of her seat tightly, maintaining her balance while keeping quite calm.
"Report the current backup plan."
"The anti-interference force field can only hold for a maximum of ten more minutes."
The pilot quickly reported, "We must drop altitude immediately and make an emergency landing on the outskirts of the magnetic storm's core. There is a relatively flat ice field thirty kilometers ahead, but this will take us about fifty kilometers off our target coordinates."
The pilot's professionalism was absolute. Given the status of the passengers on board, even losing a single hair would be a major incident. Naturally, his judgment was accurate.
"Execute the emergency landing," Su Yuehe ordered without hesitation. "Safety first. Do not attempt to force our way through the magnetic storm."
"Understood. All personnel, please fasten your seatbelts and prepare for a severe impact."
An Changqing hurriedly helped Su Yuehe check her seatbelt buckle, fine beads of sweat breaking out on his forehead.
"Everyone brace for impact and hold your important supplies tightly to your chests."
Hong Yuan sat back down in her chair, somewhat disappointed, and refastened her seatbelt.
"I thought we could just jump out of the plane. What a waste of excitement."
Yin Chen glanced at her and commented softly, "You just want to watch the world burn."
Long Ao's head gave an imperceptible nod. He had never found this silver-haired narcissist so agreeable before.
Great minds think alike.
The plane's tilt grew steeper, and the roar of the engines became intermittent.
Looking through the window, the outside world had been completely swallowed by howling winds and driving snow, the lead-gray clouds seeming to press directly onto the roof of the plane.
Chen Guan sat in the back row, his hand resting steadily on the black panther's neck.
The black panther let out a low growl but didn't show excessive panic; it could feel the calming emotion radiating from its master.
Just another day of a panther relying on its master's power.
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
