Naming Technique of the Night-Chapter 782 - 467. Rediscovering Life and Death

Qing Yi was familiar with Qing Chen’s voice.

As an intelligence officer who had once served as a spy, Yan Chunmi couldn’t possibly forget the voice of her direct superior.

So, when Qing Chen began to speak in his own voice, they immediately realized who was impersonating Zhou Cang.

Previously, Qing Yi had actually wondered about something: since the master had left, why couldn’t he take him along?

In those three days in the hollow, with the wolf pack not dispersing, everyone might have died on the snowfield.

He couldn’t help but think, if only the master were here.

Now, Qing Yi understood that the master really was there.

Moreover, at this very moment, he was risking his life to lead all the pursuers away from him.

Qing Yi realized that the wolf pack, the living dead, the murderous intent, were all targeting Qing Chen.

But how many people in this world are willing not to drag others down when facing danger?

Most probably wish before death to take a few others with them, don’t they?

Qing Li.

Qing Chen.

The followers.

Born into a conglomerate, the familial affection Qing Yi saw on a daily basis was flimsy, with family members fighting each other.

His father rarely came home, his mother calculated wealth every day, or fought for benefits for her brothers.

A family is the first window a person faces toward the world, and the young Qing Yi once thought that fighting was everything in the world, which made him want to become cunning and join in the shadow struggles.

But today, Qing Yi suddenly experienced a warmth he had never felt before.

It turns out there really are people in this world who would willingly choose death for his sake.

Qing Yi felt as though he had returned to that evening at Autumn Leaf Courtyard when the master had gently patted his head with a warm palm.

The brothers returned home with laughter and joy after their training.

"Master."

With tearful eyes, Qing Yi charged towards Qing Chen like a wild horse.

Yet before he could take two steps, Yan Chunmi hugged him tightly and carried him swiftly northwards: "Qing Yi, the boss tasked me to protect you. Going there now would only hinder him."

Qing Yi roared, "You are his subordinate, why don’t you go save him?"

Hundreds of wild wolves and unknown enemies; even if Qing Chen were formidable, it was unlikely he would survive.

As they moved, Yan Chunmi calmly said, "This time... you and I have no right to intervene."

At this moment, Kite Falcon had already sensed that something was amiss.

She knew the identity of ’Zhou Cang,’ she knew he was one of the Shadow’s people, because Shadow had told her on the way there that she could cooperate with Zhou Cang if anything happened.

So, Qing Chen impersonating Zhou Cang, even she was kept in the dark, then how could the people hunting Qing Chen know?

Someone from Qing’s Family had acted, and this person was very likely the Shadow.

In her view, it was most likely that Shadow had deliberately revealed information to a certain power, leading to Qing Chen being hunted.

Just that Yan Chunmi wasn’t quite sure why Shadow would do this.

But there was another question if Shadow wasn’t aware of this either, then the matter was even more frightening.

If all this wasn’t arranged by Shadow, it meant there was an even more potent force within Qing’s Family, manipulating everything.

They had even turned someone close to Shadow.

In such a situation, Yan Chunmi couldn’t see any chance for Qing Chen to survive, even if she tried to help.

The person capable of controlling hundreds of wild wolves was at least A-Class.

With an A-Class arriving personally, they would not cease until their aim was achieved.

This was why Yan Chunmi had continuously concealed her identity in the hollow; she understood the world of Transcendents better than everyone else and was more aware of the level of crisis they were facing.

Watching as he and Qing Chen grew further apart until Qing Chen’s figure finally disappeared in the Great Snow, Qing Yi gradually grew desperate.

If Qing Chen truly died on the snowfield and the brothers from Autumn Leaf Courtyard knew he was there but did nothing, they’d probably be very disappointed in him.

Thinking he’d never see that ever-smiling master again, Qing Yi suddenly felt as if someone had sliced his heart, and the pain made it hard to breathe.

Suddenly, Song Niannian said, "But we should do something, shouldn’t we?"

Yan Chunmi shook her head, "There’s nothing we can do, what you can do is live on according to his will... Let’s go."

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Gasping.

The energy expended while sprinting across the snowfield was greater than imagined.

Qing Chen glanced back at the wolf pack and noticed that the wolves had a very clear division of labor, taking turns breaking through the snow.

The wolves at the front compressed the snow so those behind could have an easier time; as soon as the leading wolves tired, another full-strength wolf would immediately take over.

The pack split into three groups advancing side by side, leaving no hope for Qing Chen’s survival.

Qing Chen roughly estimated the pace of the wolf pack and the distance between himself and the wolves.

Even if he now used his sniper rifle to kill wolves, he could kill at most 89 before the remaining wolves caught up and surrounded him.

Then, faced with 112 wolves, he would still die.

In this moment, Qing Chen only felt a double surge of heat at his waist, suddenly steaming up amid the winter day.

It was the feeling of adrenaline furiously secreting.

Life and death.

This was something Qing Chen had not experienced in a long time, but at this moment, the youth was even somewhat excited.

He resorted to the Breathing Technique with all his might, his lungs burning as he exhaled steaming breath, his willpower straining to its utmost to control his body.

Qing Chen suddenly deeply understood what had always seemed to be missing in the Mysterious World that favored virtue.

The will of a Knight.

The will to face life and death!

What is the spirit of a Knight? Is it to be a good person? Is it loyalty to one’s lord?

No, that’s the definition of knights by the western powers in the Outer World, not the Knight Organization that Qing Chen belonged to!

The spirit of a Knight is an unyielding will and the courage to never regret one’s decisions.

It is what they need when facing life and death.

It allows them to climb sheer cliffs and peaks even as Ordinary People.

Qing Chen suddenly laughed.

This long-lost feeling was all too familiar.

In the mysterious world, he had turned the unknown that knights had to face into a certainty.

And now, he felt that if he could survive this time, he must earnestly experience the true essence of life and death.

His master, Uncle Li Dong, had said that this was the furthest of all shortcuts in the human world.

Taking a detour was nothing to worry about, as Qing Chen could always find his way back.

But if this path was destined to be severed today, then Qing Chen did not wish to die in a disgraceful manner.

There were no knights who died disgracefully.

Only those who died from exhaustion.

Qing Chen felt a great sense of exhilaration in his heart.

Death, that was what knights were most familiar with.

At that moment, the Insider who had been following Qing Chen suddenly heard his laughter, which filled him with doubts and apprehension.

He instinctively looked around to see if there was an ambush.

But the snowfield was so empty and forlorn that the distant snow forest seemed like white needles thrust into the earth.

Here, there was absolutely no one to support the Qing Chen Inspector up ahead.

But the very next second.

The Insider saw Qing Chen, instead of fleeing northwards, turned abruptly to charge towards him.

The Insider was shocked.

He couldn’t understand how the other, facing such a sweeping pursuit, dared to come back alone for a counterattack?!

Had he gone mad?

However, when the Insider saw Qing Chen’s eyes, the young man had already resumed his own appearance.

There on the open ground, those explosive and crazed eyes were like the beasts that burst forth from the depths of the Taboo Land, ready to choose someone to devour.

Qing Chen raised his hand and aimed his gun.

Before Qing Chen could even take aim, the Insider had already made an evasive maneuver.

But then, he saw clearly that Qing Chen’s palm did not contain any firearm at all. The other party was merely simulating a gun with his index finger and thumb, just to test his own ultimate speed and strength level!

Just this one evasive motion made it clear to Qing Chen that this was a B-Class Genetic Warrior!

No wonder the other dared to pursue him ahead of the wolf pack, no wonder the other dared to continue to act as the Insider in the valley!

Firearms were useless against warriors of this level.

But Qing Chen not only didn’t shrink back, his expression became even fiercer!

In an instant, the two were engaged in close combat.

The Insider drew his dagger and swung, but found that the moment he raised his hand, the youngster abruptly moved away. They were like two magnets with repelling forces, separating without touch.

It was as if the young man had foreseen his move from the wrinkles in his clothing.

Even more astonishing to him was that, according to intelligence, the Qing Chen Inspector was most likely D-Class, with a small chance of being C-Class.

But the speed and strength burst out by the other in that instant were no longer comparable to that of an ordinary C-Class.

His own raw power was still superior to the other’s.

But the young man’s divinely skilled predictive ability had forcibly evened out the awareness gap between them!

The Insider’s heart grew fierce, and he charged at Qing Chen to fight.

But before he could get close, he saw that suddenly a playing card appeared out of thin air in the other’s hand.

The playing card, pinched between Qing Chen’s fingers, traced an arc straight to the Insider’s heart and lungs.

The Insider raised his hand to block, but then the slender fingers flicked suddenly, and the playing card spun rapidly through the gap in the Insider’s guard and flew out.

With such a close distance between them, the card, as if granted life, brutally pierced through the gap of life itself.

It was as if Qing Chen had already predicted the Insider’s trajectory of movement.

In the air, the card cleanly sliced a hexagonal snowflake into two smooth halves, leaving a fine line of blood on the Insider’s neck.

A droplet of blood was carried from the neck by the playing card, splashed onto another snowflake, altering its trajectory, and fell on the snowfield, like a crimson cinnabar mole.

The Insider knelt down slowly onto the deep snow. He watched the young man, after killing him with a single blow, continued his escape.

Even faster than before!

He couldn’t understand why the other was doing this at all?

A B-Class Genetic Warrior like himself, even if placed at the bottom of the hierarchy despised by the Transcendents, should not be overwhelmed by a C-Class Superhuman!

It was clear that he was the one being pursued, that he was facing a situation with little chance of survival, so why did that young man dare to turn around and kill him first before continuing his escape?

The Insider finally understood that this was the other’s way of telling all the pursuers that he was not prey to be easily caught.

If they wanted his life, they had to trade their own for it.

Too crazy!

Just to express an attitude, he sacrificed so much time for escape.

How could one be so insane?!

The Insider lay down slowly on the snow-covered ground.

By now, Qing Chen had made it clear this was not a person from the Shadows.

At first, Qing Chen had wondered if the Shadow had arranged such a play to ensure his total allegiance to Qing Yi.

After all, only the people under Shadow’s command knew that he was impersonating Zhou Cang.

But now Qing Chen was certain the other was not, for the other had never intended to explain anything when facing death. Nobody would want to keep secrets after the play had ended.

If this had been someone from the Shadow, they would have clarified by now.

Moreover, the style of the other’s actions also carried an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

The fighting technique of Jindai.

This was someone from Jindai!

Qing Chen let out a cold laugh as things began to get interesting.

He looked up at the snow forest ahead and once again ignited the Fire Rune of the Breathing Technique, using his will as the fuel, he hastened into the woods.

The wolf pack behind him finally caught up, following his figure into the forest.

But just as the middle troop of wolves charged in, a nearly invisible transparent thread stretched between the trees, sharp as a knife, abruptly severed those that couldn’t stop in time into two halves.

In just a snap of the fingers, over a dozen wild wolves lay dead on the spot, their vibrant blood staining and melting the snow red.

The one controlling the wolves seemed momentarily uncertain, but he didn’t hesitate for long, the formation of the wolf pack shifted from a river to droplets, infiltrating the forest in a dispersal pattern!