blueteamnovel Chapter 75 Surprise
Chapter 75 Surprise
In the distance, beneath the old locust tree, a tall figure still stood in the shadows. The moonlight outlined his rugged features, obscuring his expression.
Jiang Yun did not turn her head to look.
He knew that the extraordinary phenomenon of him drawing upon the power of the stars could not possibly escape the notice of his unfathomable grandfather.
But he remained silent.
Only after Jiang Yun sat down to catch his breath did the figure move slightly, turn around, take a step, and silently blend into the deeper night, disappearing from sight.
as always.
"Baby!" Jiang Ren carefully lifted Jiang Yun onto her lap and fed him milk.
"You must be exhausted. Have some drink."
The milk was warm, carrying Jiang Ren's unique sweet aroma, as well as the increasingly high-quality dietary essence that Ling Kuo had somehow obtained these past few days.
With the blessing of the green quality of "abundance", the sweet warmth spreads rapidly, fatigue recedes like a tide, and the consumed energy is restored at an amazing speed.
Jiang Yun nestled in Jiang Ren's arms, but her gaze went past Jiang Ren's shoulder and landed on the old locust tree.
The area under the tree was empty.
You wouldn't be surprised if your baby, who is less than two months old, could talk, stand up, and walk.
Okay, let's do something exciting tomorrow. He has the Heavenly Starfall, which is an upgrade from the Meteorite Bone, and he also has Daoist skills to use. I'm not afraid he won't surprise you.
He looked at the information about the falling stars that Shenji Tianyan had read:
[An advanced version of the Meteorite Bone, capable of gathering the power of the entire body's bones at once to unleash the strongest attack.]
[At your current level, you're roughly equivalent to a typical first-year high school martial arts student in terms of a single strike.]
With this great deity protecting them, there's no fear of a Starferryman getting lost or 'Heavenly Waterfall' causing trouble.
early morning.
A thin mist drifted through the gaps between the red brick and tile houses in the military compound.
Under the old locust tree, that tall and upright figure arrived as scheduled.
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Ling Kuo stood upright with her hands behind her back, like an iron tower that wouldn't budge an inch no matter how strong the wind or rain.
The morning light filtered through the leaves, dancing on his epaulets, but couldn't penetrate his deep, pool-like eyes.
His gaze remained calmly fixed on the center of the lawn.
There, two-month-old Jiang Yun lay on a specially made soft mat. Hao Jiajia slept soundly beside her, drool soaking half the corner of the blanket, her little chest rising and falling with her breath.
Jiang Yun opened her eyes and glanced at the shadow under the locust tree.
It's today.
He rolled over and sat up, his body taut like a flexible bow.
The trajectory of the profound advancement of the first move of "Purple Jade Embracing Mystery Skill", "Meteor Bone", to "Heavenly Star Fall" flowed through my consciousness.
If the meteorite bone is a forced internal cultivation that makes the bones immortal like stars and integrates them into the muscles for protection;
The falling star that day signifies an outward release, a resolute separation of the self from the mother star.
Hold your breath and immerse yourself in the moment.
A wisp of starlight was painstakingly peeled from the fully tempered forearm bones and enveloped the tender muscles.
Under the locust tree, Lingkuo's gaze froze for a moment.
The next moment, Jiang Yun moved.
With his right hand forming a knife shape, without any fancy moves, he gently made a cut on the trunk of a landscape tree about the size of a bowl beside him.
"laugh."
A very faint sound, like a fingernail scratching leather.
Jiang Yun stopped, catching her breath, and looked in that direction—
On the tree trunk, a white mark about an inch long and as thin as a hair was branded onto the dark brown bark.
It's very short and shallow.
That's it?
Jiang Yun blinked, feeling a little discouraged.
He thought there should at least be a shallow pit, with some starlight and shadow or something.
It seems that the body is still too weak, with insufficient qi and blood, so the effect of external release is negligible.
He pursed his lips, rolled over and lay back on the soft cushion, staring blankly at the sky.
Well, at least it proves that this starfall event is usable.
We'll talk about its power when it grows up.
Under the locust tree, Lingkuo's gaze lingered on the white mark for three seconds before shifting away. Her face remained expressionless, as if nothing had happened.
That night, the moonlight was as clear as water.
Ling Kuo stood alone in the courtyard, her rough fingertips tracing the white mark on the tree trunk. The touch was extremely subtle; the bark had been scratched open to a depth of less than half a millimeter.
He was silent for a long time.
Then, raising his right hand, fingers together, without using any spiritual energy or blood, relying solely on physical strength, he gently slashed at the same tree trunk beside him—
"Sizzle."
A shallow mark appeared on the bark, its depth and width almost identical to the one Jiang Yun had left during the day.
Ling Kuo withdrew her hand, stared at her fingertips, then looked at the white mark, and a very faint ripple finally crossed her eyes.
This tree is the Ironwood used by the Imperial Star Army. Its wood density is comparable to D9 grade alloy, and it is difficult for ordinary people in the Body Tempering Realm to damage it without sharp weapons.
His strike just now utilized the pure physical strength of a fourth-level Body Tempering martial artist.
That kid's knife skills looked clumsy and his control was rough, yet he could still achieve this level.
If we wait until he has truly mastered it...
Ling Kuo quickly deduced the scenario in her mind.
It has the power of at least the sixth or even seventh level of body tempering.
He was only two months old.
Ling Kuo lowered her hands, put them behind her back, and looked up at the window on the second floor that was lit by a warm yellow light.
Inside the window, Jiang Ren was holding Jiang Yun and coaxing her to sleep, his profile gentle.
A baby who is still being breastfed.
He stood there for a long time, until the light in that window went out, before turning around and silently disappearing into the night.
The white mark, under the moonlight, gleamed with a very faint, metallic sheen.
The next morning, the fog was even thicker.
Ling Kuo still stood under the locust tree, unmoved.
Jiang Yun had just finished nursing, let out a satisfied burp, and slid down from Jiang Ren's arms. They went to the courtyard. He stood still, stretched his limbs, and felt the abundant energy within him.
Yesterday was just an appetizer.
Today is the real show.
He closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking into the depths of his mind.
The lotus flower, adorned with colorful threads, floats silently, its petals shimmering with light. Above it, the pink-gold seal script characters "亲结縭" (meaning "intimate bond") slowly rotate, radiating a warm and resilient aura.
With a thought, a pink ball of light floated out of his pupils and hung on his fingertips.
The Taoist practice of "intimate connection" – tying up and activating.
Borrowing ability: "Crossing the Stars".
hum-
In an instant, a fleeting pink and gold lotus shadow appeared deep within Jiang Yun's dark pupils.
The world has changed.
In the void, countless invisible yet perceptible threads intertwine and spread.
At this moment, the threads were slightly warm, and a strange yet comforting vibration emanated from them. The power of 'Star-Pulling Crossing' is the ability to draw stars and traverse the void.
These threads are coordinates, coordinates from his memory. With just a thought, he can travel to those coordinates.
Jiang Yun exerted a slight force with her calves, and lightly touched the grass with her toes.
There was no wind. No roaring. No air disturbance.
Under Ling Kuo's gaze, which suddenly shrank to pinpoints—
A tiny figure in the center of the lawn, its body rippling with a very faint blue starlight.
It vanished into thin air.
Ling Kuo's breath hitched.
His brain couldn't process the information in time, but his fighting instincts, honed through countless battles, made his body react before his consciousness could.
Instinctively, I closed my eyes, ready to unleash my supernatural powers to locate the little guy.
Then he stopped.
Because a warm, soft little hand had already gently tugged at the fabric of the right trouser leg of his military uniform.
The force was very small, like a butterfly landing.
But Ling Kuo's usually calm eyes were now completely petrified.