"Director Long, I think you know Lu Lin’s importance."
"This time, if it weren’t for concerns about provoking joint actions from the Alien Race over there, we old timers might have had to go out for a round ourselves."
"I really don’t understand you people at the Star Investigation Office. Such a talented child, and instead of nurturing him well within the federation, you throw him directly into the Exotic Battlefield to fend for himself."
"Director Long, speaking of ruthlessness, you’re even harsher than I am, Ghost Face."
The speaker was an old lady with silver hair and a kind demeanor.
Yet such a person called herself Ghost Face.
Long Qianli knew this Ghost Face, Xing Fang, was a notorious and formidable figure on the Exotic Battlefield during her school days.
Single-handedly, she annihilated over twenty Alien Race cities within a month, a being unmatched unless a Titled King emerged.
She had killed enough over these years, grown tired, thus vanished from the federation, focusing on researching ways to grow spiritual strength.
She was one of the five leaders of Leakless Cottage.
This senior’s words were unpleasant, but Long Qianli dared not refute; she could only lower her head and concede obediently.
"Enough, old woman, it’s not the time to lecture people yet."
"If you’re capable, why not face a dozen Titled King powerhouses from the Alien Race and find Lu Lin yourself?"
"Old Duan, do you think I, Ghost Face, dare not?"
Xing Fang immediately widened her eyes, glaring fiercely at the white-bearded old man speaking.
Long Qianli lowered her head even further.
The old man speaking was her teacher’s teacher’s teacher, who in ancient times would have been addressed as a grandmaster.
One of the five leaders of Leakless Cottage, a Martial Artist of the same generation as Ghost Face.
Nicknamed Heaven-splitting Hand, he once fought alone against twelve ninth-level Alien Race experts, killing seven, severely injuring three, with two fleeing.
This Heaven-splitting Hand Duan Ya was ruthless against the Alien Race but was amiable toward the Human Race. In his youth, he served as a principal for multiple universities, later founding Iron Blood College with like-minded friends.
"Alright, alright, you dare, you dare."
"But isn’t it the time for you to risk your life yet."
"Besides, why are you anxious? People with good fortune have a way ahead, if Lu Lin indeed is as miraculous as Wang Jianfang, Yang Jun, Wan Shushan claim, he can overcome adversity without issue."
"Easy for you to say."
Ghost Face Xing Fang scoffed at Duan Ya’s words, "Didn’t Li Qingyun mention, she calculated a fortune-telling, and the reading shows Lu Lin is facing a situation of nine deaths and one life."
"Nine deaths and one life, not ten deaths with no life, why worry overly when you cannot go out."
"Hmph, can’t be bothered speaking with you."
Xing Fang snorted coldly, stepping towards a woman in a Taoist robe.
"Qingyun, calculate again, when can Lu Lin come out?"
Li Qingyun, dressed in a Taoist robe, had a graceful figure but indeed her face was lined deeply. Her silver hair fell like snow upon her shoulders.
With one agreed word, a mysterious Star Power fluctuation emanated from Li Qingyun.
The fluctuation finally ceased.
"How is it, any result?"
"Heaven’s mechanism is disturbed, Lu Lin’s reading hasn’t changed, still nine deaths and one life, return date is undetermined."
Li Qingyun finished speaking, then closed her eyes to rest, saying no more.
Xing Fang was not enraged, she looked around and asked, "Have you all turned mute, can’t speak?"
"Hurry and think of a solution."
"Sister Fang, it’s not that we don’t want a solution, the regions of the Exotic Battlefield are vast, if we’re only looking for Lu Lin and a few others, it would be like finding a needle in a haystack."
"Didn’t Daoist Li just calculate, though Lu Lin is facing nine deaths and one life, Heaven’s mechanism is unpredictable, he might grasp that thread of chance."
The speaker was a middle-aged man with a calm demeanor, wearing silver-rimmed glasses, appearing polite and scholarly.
This person was also one of Leakless Cottage’s leaders, known as Little Doctor God Zhu Henian.
Xing Fang, Duan Ya, Li Qingyun, Zhu Henian, and one absent figure, these five had years ago founded Leakless Cottage, specifically recruiting ninth-level Star Core Warriors.
"Leakless" represents the realm.
"Cottage," sounds like "temporary stay."
Implying dwelling a few days within the Leakless Realm.
However, in the federation’s millennium of establishment, the only ninth-level Martial Artist who managed to break through to the Titled King realm from Leakless Cottage was Zhao Lei.
The others had lingered in this realm for years, unable to advance.
A few days ago, Yang Jun, Wang Jianfang, Wan Shushan exchanged information and arrived at a startling conclusion.
Lu Lin could help Level 6 peak Martial Artists of the Three Talents Pioneering Team upgrade, help Liu Chang at the initial ninth level consolidate spiritual seed, assist Zhao Lei at the ninth-level peak in ascending into the King’s realm.
Hence, it was evident Lu Lin carried an intriguingly magical and mysterious substance affecting high-level Martial Artists.
Although their time spent at the ninth level was not as long as Xing Fang and Duan Ya, they had been at this stage long enough.
Naturally, they sought to advance further, ascend to King.
The three discussed and decided to report this matter.
Where else to report but Leakless Cottage.
Leakless Cottage’s members were all ninth-level Martial Artists, solely researching breakthroughs every day, hearing the three speak so convincingly, everyone was willing to try.
Lu Lin had already received the Astrological Bureau’s task to enter the Exotic Battlefield a few days ago.
Recently, these big shots from Leakless Cottage almost daily visited, asking Director Long about Lu Lin’s return.
This matter even raised alarms for a disciple of the Heavenly Calculation King devoted to cultivation, Li Qingyun.
Li Qingyun calculated a fortune for Lu Lin, showing Lu Lin faced nine deaths and one life.
Long Qianli could not sit still.
Lu Lin was merely entering the Exotic Battlefield to hunt down a Level 3 Liu Chang, how could it be nine deaths and one life?
Even if her heart refused to believe, Long Qianli still dispatched people into the Starlight Mountain Range to find Lu Lin’s traces.
In these two days, Zhang Wenda had run numerous errands back and forth, yet Lu Lin seemed to have vanished within the Exotic Battlefield, soundless whether alive or dead.
They dared not search too openly.
Despite humans and Alien Race reaching a temporary peace agreement currently, should opportunity arise, the Alien Race would undoubtedly seize the chance to strike heavily at humans.
Killing a few ninth-level human Martial Artists, or directly eliminating the significantly important Lu Lin from humanity’s perspective, either action could severely wound the federation.
For this reason, a group of ninth-level experts gathered in Long Qianli’s office.
Lu Lin, oh Lu Lin, where have you gone?
What crisis did you encounter, leaving you facing nine deaths and one life?
Long Qianli silently prayed in her heart.
Simultaneously, she resolved that in the future, until Lu Lin reached the ninth level, she would never assign him any tasks again.