Chinese Superman

"You think you can use this as an excuse to leave the base and send them abroad without me knowing?"

"It was indeed my mistake to entrust the 'Project Creation' to you."

"Now, I'm going to correct the mistake."

Qian Lao's calm words gradually brought a look of fear to Chen Mo's originally composed face.

He stared intently at Old Qian, his voice almost coming from the deepest part of his throat: "Don't let the blame fall on his wife and children! Qian Jiang!!"

"Our conflict stems from differing ideologies and paths! What does it have to do with them?! What did you do to Miao'er and the others?!"

"Different ideologies? The blame shouldn't fall on his wife and children? How dare you say that?"

Old Qian gave a mocking laugh, his voice suddenly turning cold.

"When you chose to betray your country and collude with the Japanese pirates, did you ever consider that the harm wouldn't extend to other people's wives and children?"

"When you leaked Xiao Xinghan's whereabouts, putting him in danger, did you ever think about the three years of affection that child had for you, treating you like an uncle?!"

Finally, a long-suppressed anger ignited in Qian Lao's eyes.

"Chen Mo! Without the country's support, could you have gotten to where you are today?"

"After three years at the base, Xinghan, that kid, truly called you Uncle Chen!"

"He noticed your unusual behavior, yet he still chose to trust you! And this is how you repay his trust?! Betraying his intelligence, just to gain your so-called capital for rise and the promises of Yingguo?!"

Chen Mo's body trembled violently, and the madness in his eyes faded slightly, replaced by a complex emotion mixed with guilt and struggle.

He shook his head with a bitter smile, his voice lowering: "Xinghan...that child...a prodigy, with the heart of a child..."

"I...I did have several moments when I loved him like my own child...but unfortunately, he is ultimately...not a member of the Chen family..."

"Since... they're not my biological child, then I can abandon them, I can sacrifice them!"

He abruptly raised his head, a last eerie light rekindling in his eyes, staring intently at Old Qian with a desperate, madness: "Old Qian! Don't be so smug! Yingguo is determined to defeat Xia Xinghan!"

"They've been lying in wait for two years, laying the groundwork for two years; the forces they've mobilized this time far exceed your imagination!"

"You thought you'd win by breaking my plan and killing me? No! You've lost! You've lost Xia Xinghan! Hahahaha..."

"The Ying Kingdom's scheme has already begun. Xia Xinghan... will surely fall into their hands. If he resists strongly, he will even die, to be buried with my Miao'er! I'll be waiting in the underworld... to see your regret! Haha... cough..."

"Yeah?"

Old Qian's face remained expressionless, as if Chen Mo's final madness and curses were nothing more than a gentle breeze.

He slowly raised the Sanxingdui golden staff in his hand, the tip pointing at Chen Mo's throat, his voice calm yet firm: "Perfect opportunity! Let's take this chance to pull out all the spies that Ying Kingdom has secretly planted in our Xia Kingdom over the years!"

Before the words were finished, a tiny golden glint flashed at the tip of the golden staff.

"Pfft"

With a soft sound, a tiny blood hole appeared in Chen Mo's throat.

His final, twisted smile froze on his face, the light in his eyes went out completely, and his body slowly fell backward, lying on the cold bronze floor, life extinguished.

Old Qian silently watched his former subordinate.

It's like looking at him, but it's not quite looking at him.

It was a long road, with some sharing the same ideals and others going their separate ways.

We set off full of enthusiasm, surrounded by comrades, encouraging each other and supporting one another, but the result...

"The road ahead is long and arduous, but I will persevere in my pursuit of knowledge."

"Lu Yuan, put the furnace away."

After a moment, Old Qian spoke to the void.

……

In a certain place in North China, 15 kilometers away from Wangjia'ao, on a mountain path.

The midday sun slightly dispelled the winter chill, but the mountain wind remained biting.

The dilapidated tricycle was parked behind a relatively sheltered, barren slope.

Xia Xinghan, who was lying in a pile of empty baskets basking in the sun, squinted at the bright sun in the sky, sat up, brushed the grass clippings off his body, and looked at Gu Zhiqi, who was sitting cross-legged on a piece of yellow earth and hard stone next to him.

"Senior sister, have you broken through?"

He asked, his tone filled with anticipation.

Gu Zhi Qiu slowly opened her eyes.

In that instant, Xia Xinghan sensed that something about his senior sister seemed different.

Her eyes were clearer and deeper, as if reflecting a wider sky.

His aura was harmonious and natural, subtly resonating with the surrounding barren mountains, withered grass, and gentle breeze, pure and clear, spotless.

"Yes, you've broken through."

"At noon, the restless mind is subdued and the wandering will is tamed; the eighty-one-day period has been completed."

Gu Zhi Qiu stood up, gently moved her hands and feet, and felt the continuous flow of spiritual energy within her body.

Without a doubt, the spiritual energy was far more refined and powerful than before.

Even though there is only a half-step difference between cultivating innate talent and truly achieving the innate realm.

But even half a step is a chasm!

Previously, when using the mystical power of the two relics, spiritual energy was often insufficient, but not anymore.

However, the biggest change is the subtle connection that seems to have been established with heaven and earth and nature.

The interaction between Heaven and humanity!

Gu Zhi Qiu carefully savored the sensation, a hint of amazement and joy appearing on her usually cool face: "This feeling... is wonderful."

"Is this the Innate Realm? Pure and spotless, like a celestial being."

"My perception of the surrounding environment has become infinitely clearer, and my sense of crisis has become extremely acute."

"even……"

She closed her eyes slightly, as if sensing something.

"I can vaguely sense the increase in my lifespan. It was the first time I knew exactly how long I could live. It was a very mysterious experience."

She paused, then shook her head with a hint of regret.

"However, it will probably be difficult to use sword control techniques to ambush someone at the same Innate Realm level in the future. This kind of spiritual sense is too acute in perceiving danger and killing intent."

Upon hearing this, Xia Xinghan smiled brightly: "It's useless against those at the Innate Realm, but it's still very useful against those below the Innate Realm! Using sword control techniques to crush them is simply a matter of utter slaughter."

"Senior sister, shall we give it a try now?"

Gu Zhiqi's eyes lit up; she understood Xia Xinghan's meaning: "Okay!"

"What is the limit of your sword control technique?"

"Taking a life from a thousand miles away is impossible, but it's possible within a ten-mile radius."

"Okay, I'll locate the targets, you reap the rewards, let's work together."

Xia Xinghan immediately focused his mind, activating his super vision and X-ray vision. His gaze was like the most precise scanner, instantly penetrating the layers of mountains, rocks, and dead trees in front of him, and clearly seeing the location of the ambushers three to five kilometers away.

In an instant, he constructed a sandbox in his super brain, simulated calculations, and deduced the best, most efficient, and least risky route for the attack.

"At the ten o'clock position, behind that giant brown rock, in a depression, there are three people, with several firearms such as assault rifles and rocket launchers, at a distance of... 3,700 meters."

"At the two o'clock position, at the bend in the dry riverbed, under the camouflaged bushes, there are five people, 3,400 meters away."

"Slightly to the right of directly ahead, there is a natural cave. Fifteen meters inside, there are seven people. It seems to be a communication node or a small command post."

Xia Xing spoke Chinese very quickly, but clearly and accurately reported the information about each ambush point.

Gu Zhi Qiu listened intently, his spiritual energy pure and abundant, flowing smoothly and without hindrance, his thoughts driving the mysterious power of the two swords at his waist.

Control the gold, control the land!