Lu Zixun, who had been enjoying the scene immensely, was about to make his move when an S-class Spiritual Energy Fluctuation surged forth, causing the Array within the camp to flicker.
"Oh... a Space Array."
Upon recognizing the Array, Lu Zixun squinted slightly.
It seemed that the person secretly protecting Bing Xue Ning was none other than Huan Bei, capable of using Space Department Spiritual Energy.
After the spatial fluctuation had passed and he teleported for the second time, Lu Zixun appeared calm and relaxed on the surface.
However, in reality, Lu Zixun was struggling to suppress the urge to vomit.
Why didn’t the teleportation in Crimson Land have these aftereffects!
Standing on the Night Evil Sword, Lu Zixun looked down at the surviving members of the team and noticed that he seemed to be the only one feeling uncomfortable after teleportation.
Unable to bear it any longer, Lu Zixun, controlling the Night Evil Sword, ran to a small grove and began to throw up. It was extremely uncomfortable.
"Thank you, senior, for saving our lives. I wonder if you might show yourself?"
Sensing the passing vitality, Tang Tianyu bowed his hands to the surroundings.
At that moment, Huan Bei, with a face that looked as if he had been screwed over, lay on the ground, unable to utter a word.
Just a group of A-level Spiritual Ability Users, yet why was the consumption of spiritual power so severe? It felt like death was imminent!
Seeing no response for a while, Tang Tianyu sighed.
It seemed that the rescuer did not wish to appear. His gaze fell on Bing Xue Ning; could it be someone from the Bing Family?
Shaking his head, Tang Tianyu didn’t intend to dig deeper. "Everyone, reorganize a bit and tend to your wounds. We need to continue moving soon to prevent being surrounded by another medium-sized Insect Tide."
Hearing this, Lu Zixun couldn’t quite understand. What was Old Tang thinking?
After a night of combat, the team members were already exhausted and injured. It seemed they should head back to the supply point first, so why continue moving forward?
Nonetheless, without any objections to the captain’s words, the team members began to recuperate on the spot.
Shaking his head, unwilling to interfere, Lu Zixun let his Spiritual Energy flow within him.
He began to survey the surrounding area while looking for where Huan Bei might be.
He found Huan Bei lying about a hundred meters from the camp, with an expression of utter hopelessness that seemed even worse than Lu Zixun’s own.
Lu Zixun, full of question marks, did not understand what was wrong with Huan Bei.
In the distance, a squad from the Insect Clan was hurrying toward the camp, each member of King-level strength.
Based on the crescent moon on their Insect Clan armor, they were likely affiliated with Yue Sichen’s family.
"I don’t know why I had to come out here; I haven’t even finished my TV series yet."
Yawning, Yue Ying complained.
"It’s just a formality. We come out, stroll around a bit, and if we happen to meet a human team, we just kill them."
Yue Chengwan, the team leader, said indifferently.
As they grumbled to each other, a Sword Qi slashed ruthlessly across their path.
A faint trace of blood appeared on the armor as Yue Chengwan drew out a strange serrated knife.
Seeing the immediate switch to combat readiness, Lu Zixun nodded slightly.
It seemed these people had rich combat experience, a pity they were up against Lu Zixun.
Taking advantage of his relationship with Yue Sichen, Lu Zixun had no intention to kill. Otherwise, that sword strike would not have been directed at the ground.
"Brother, let’s go back."
Sensing the Spiritual Energy breath from the gully created by the Sword Qi, Yue Ying said somewhat fearfully.
Without hesitation, Yue Chengwan led the team to turn and leave.
They were not naive enough to engage in a fight they knew they couldn’t win, with no absolute mission to complete.
Seeing that they were sensible, Lu Zixun’s beard quivered slightly.
Lu Zixun, lying on a tree trunk and noticing that Bing Xue Ning’s team was still recuperating, decided to take out his phone and open the chat with Bing Xue Ning.
"Weren’t you told that the Insect Race Heart won’t be available for another month? What’s the rush?"
Hearing the phone notification, Bing Xue Ning took out her phone and frowned upon seeing the message.
Now, thinking about it, this informant was a member of Tang Tianyu’s team, but she hadn’t seen someone named Twelve.
Not replying to Lu Zixun’s message, Bing Xue Ning approached Tang Tianyu and asked, "Where is the Twelve from your team?"
Tang Tianyu paused, then laughed wryly after a moment, realizing who Bing Xue Ning was asking about. "He’s not from our squad."
Bing Xue Ning’s frown deepened and she replied on the phone, "Who are you?"
Responding with just that, Lu Zixun continued typing: "Even a Low-level Insect Nest has two King-level Insect Race beings guarding it. Aren’t you just going there to die?"
Bing Xue Ning couldn’t immediately recall where she had seen Lu Zixun, but seeing his good intentions, her brow unfolded. "I have something that can trade with the Insect Clan."
Gazing incredulously at Bing Xue Ning, Lu Zixun was at a loss, not understanding what Bing Xue Ning was thinking.
Even with a so-called token, wasn’t the premise for trade equal strength?
Finding he didn’t know how to persuade, Lu Zixun could only say that to alleviate some of his inner sorrow.
It looked like he’d have to follow them all the way to the Insect Nest this time.
Truthfully, Lu Zixun didn’t want to go.
Not only could he not sleep peacefully in Zone 14, but he also had to be wary of the Light and Shadow Association’s people.
Seeing Twelve’s message, Bing Xue Ning’s brows knitted again. She shook her head and turned her gaze to Tang Tianyu. "Brother Tang, after we enter the alert zone, lead my team back."
Looking at Bing Xue Ning, Tang Tianyu was puzzled. "If you’re not going back with us, where are you going?"
Bing Xue Ning pursed her lips. "I have something I must do, and it will be very dangerous for you to follow."
Hearing this, Tang Tianyu’s pupils constricted. Was Bing Xue Ning planning to enter a high-risk area?
The very heart of Zone 14?
Tang Tianyu spoke firmly, "It’s too dangerous, a risk of nine deaths and one survival."
Smiling at Tang Tianyu, Bing Xue Ning showed her smile to him for the first time and said nothing else before turning back to rest in her tent.
Snapping out of it only after Bing Xue Ning’s smile, Tang Tianyu silently made up his mind.
Watching this scene, Lu Zixun felt as though he’d unintentionally swallowed some dog food.
What was this about, feelings sprouting amidst battle?
Shaking his head, Lu Zixun checked the calendar.
Speaking of which, Lin Siyin was also about to make her A-level breakthrough. Her arrival in Crimson Land was only a matter of days.
Pleasantly putting away the phone, Lu Zixun felt much better inside.