Night’s Nomenclature

Chapter 965: 24 Jade Heart Swords

Midnight. Qing Chen sat atop Qingshan Cliff on Whale Island, his legs dangling over the edge of the cliff, quietly gazing at the night sky.

Footsteps approached him from behind, then stopped.

Qing Chen turned his head and saw Shendai Yunluo, who sat beside him.

Smiling, she said, “I remember the last time I chatted with you, it was also on the edge of a rooftop, but you always seem to be in a bad mood.”

Qing Chen pondered and said, “In your impression, what kind of person is Li Yunshou?”

“Nothing special,” Shendai Yunluo pouted, “We all have more distinct characteristics than he does. This person seems to blend into a crowd, and you wouldn’t notice him at first glance.”

Qing Chen nodded, “That’s right. When I was at Ban Shan Mountain Estate, I also overlooked him; he seemed to have no presence. He didn’t argue with others, and he never did anything particularly decisive. I only paid attention to him because he was the father of my disciple, Li Ke. Everyone says he has high prestige in the Li Clan, but I often wonder, why does this person have such high prestige? To the point that when he became the head of the family, no one came forward to challenge him. Look at our Qing Family; we caused such a ruckus back then.” Shendai Yunluo turned her head.

Qing Chen said, “Now I know why everyone obeys him.” “Me too,” Shendai Yunluo said.

“Sometimes I regret becoming a Time Traveler,” Qing Chen sighed, “If I hadn’t become a Time Traveler, perhaps I would still be an ordinary student now. My life might have been successful, or it might not have been, but there definitely wouldn’t have been so many sad things.” Qing Zhun, Zhao Mingke, Wang Yuchao, Li Xiurong, Li Yunshou, He Jinmiao.

If life is a vast universe, then these names are the brightest stars in Qing Chen’s life. He shook his head, “I can still suddenly recall Li Yunshou silently watching Li Ke back at Ban Shan Mountain Estate. I didn’t think much of it at the time,

but now I realize how profound that gaze was.”

Shendai Yunluo suddenly said, “But if you hadn’t met them in your life, wouldn’t you feel regretful?”

Qing Chen was stunned.

Shendai Yunluo smiled and said, “If you’ve never met these people in your life, if all you have are trivial matters, haggling over the price of cabbage, what’s the difference between that and living a meaningless life? Later, when you think back on Shendai Yunluo, you’ll think, ‘Wow, he was so amazing, how wonderful he was.’ ”

“Stop, stop,” Qing Chen said, laughing and crying, “Can you be serious for once?”

Shendai Yunluo asked, “Are you planning to go fight again, which is why you’re here alone?”

Qing Chen nodded, “Yes, I plan to make West Continent pay in blood. Also, I’ve found some trump cards of the West Continent royal family, and I need to find a way to destroy them.”

“Are you sure?” Shendai Yunluo asked.

“I’m not sure,” Qing Chen shook his head, “I have to be careful of Fate Weaver.”

At this moment, Qing Chen coughed violently; this time, it was as if he was going to cough out his lungs.

Shendai Yunluo suddenly realized, “You’ve run out of options.”

“Yes,” Qing Chen pondered and said, “If I succeed, everything will be fine. If I fail, I’ll be reduced to ashes after merging with the world. But the most crucial point is that even Ren Xiaoli might not be able to explain clearly how to become a god. In Ren Xiaoli’s process, injecting medicine, merging with the world, using the Black True Sight Eye to restrain, even Ren Xiaoli himself is muddled. Every step is a gamble, a matter of luck.

Does Qing Chen have any certainty of becoming a god? No, he doesn’t.”

“Are you going to complete the last two Trials of Life and Death?” Shendai Yunluo asked.

“I haven’t seen you train beforehand either. What’s the content of the last two trials?”

“A gamble on your life.”

Qing Chen smiled and said, “Compared to the other Trials of Life and Death, the last two are not that difficult. You just need to surrender your life to fate.”

Shendai Yunluo stood up, “Go and do your thing. We’ll handle things on the East Continent. I’ve already arrived in Southwest. No matter what,

you must remember that you still owe me a drink.”

Qing Chen got up and walked down Qingshan Cliff. He came to He Jinqiu’s grave and whispered, “Thank you. It was like a farewell.”

However, at that moment, the twenty-four jade heart swords he had stored inside his body suddenly emitted a humming sound. Qing Chen was surprised. Ever since he had collected these twenty-four Jade Heart Swords, nourishing them with his blood day and night, they hadn’t reacted at all.

But now, after these twenty-four Jade Heart Swords approached Boss He’s tomb, they resonated!

The space around Qing Chen began to vibrate with a humming sound.

The next moment, the twenty-four Jade Heart Swords showed signs of active consciousness.

They emerged from Qing Chen’s fingertips one after another, circling in the dark night sky before piercing into Boss He’s tomb!

A dull sound, like a heartbeat, like a drum, suddenly arrived and then suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Qing Chen was startled at first, then suddenly laughed loudly and turned toward the war fortress.

Countdown 24:00:00.

Whale Island became lively again. The potential Time Travelers, who had undergone a brief six-day training session, were suddenly summoned by members of the Guardians’ Union and were taken in batches to Kunlun’s “Key Gate” base.

Qing Chen didn’t intend to give them time to grow. This time, going head-to-head with West Continent in the Royal Capital, Qing Chen needed extra help.

Teams of Time Travelers entered five Key Gates, heading to New York, Washington, Winchester, Harrisonburg, and Hagerstown.

As Little Seven led her team inside, she smiled at everyone and said, “I was planning to give you more training, to help you adapt to the Inner World’s rhythm of life, but now that the war has fully broken out, we don’t have time to wait. Don’t worry, as long as you listen, you’ll be fine.”

One by one, the potential Time Travelers went to their respective cities. Some suddenly had a countdown appear on their arms, and they excitedly jumped up and down on the spot.

There were also wealthy people who were extremely dejected because of the countdown appearing on their arms. Little Seven brought these people back to Whale Island to quietly await the next crossing.

They looked at the people who had become Time Travelers, and they felt a little dim; they were ultimately not chosen by fate.

The Guardians’ Union sent them back to their respective cities and gave them $100,000. Because of the secrecy oath, they couldn’t tell others that they had been to a beautiful island, where the buildings were like a forest, and people used flying vehicles to travel among them.

It was rich and beautiful, magical and magnificent.

However, for them, all of this was destined to be like a dream—a brief expectation, followed by a lifetime of reminiscence.

On Whale Island, Mosley found Little Seven, “I want to talk to your boss. I can pay; I can give him half my fortune; I can also find many beautiful women for him on the dark web.”

Little Seven asked with a faint smile, “What do you want in return?”

“I want his protection, I want a political position in the Inner World,” Mosley said.

Little Seven smiled and shook her head, “Our boss doesn’t need what you’re offering.”

“I want to see him; you can’t decide for him!” Mosley shouted.

Little Seven shook her head again, “Our boss has already left Whale Island. You might as well save your breath. Your fate is now in my hands.”

At midnight at Zheng City airport, a private jet was parked, waiting for a long time.

Four flight attendants whispered in the cabin, “Does my lipstick look even?”

“Do I have any cakey makeup?”

“Is my hair messy?”

They were a little nervous because Hu Family Group had notified them today that a passenger was going to board the plane and head to Guatemala near the Caribbean Sea. It wasn’t unusual for a plane to suddenly have passengers, but the problem was that there was only one passenger for these crew members; they had seen this passenger before at an international airport at the foot of the Alps.

These crew members were also on the private jet with Qing Chen when that plane crashed. After the incident, they were all quarantined until they were finally released after using the Forbidden Artifact injector.

The Hu family gave them two choices: the first was to receive 15 million yuan in severance pay and return to their hometowns; that money was enough for ordinary people to live on for a lifetime. The second choice was to come to this new private jet and continue waiting for the mysterious passenger who might not appear for a long time.

Normally, after experiencing danger, the first reaction of most people would be to stay away from the industry or place that almost caused their death. Now, with the lure of a large sum of money, there was no reason not to leave.

But what was strange was that these flight attendants all silently chose to stay, maintaining their most beautiful smiles and waiting for the passenger who was about to arrive.

“Do you think we’ll be involved in another crisis this time?”

“I don’t know, but it’s kind of exciting. Nothing bad will happen anyway. If it weren’t for this plane, we’d never have encountered such amazing things in our lifetime.”

“Our confidentiality agreement is for five years. After five years, when I tell my brother about this, he’ll probably look at me with admiration. He has a poster of him in his room.”

The next moment, a black car drove up alone. Qing Chen, still wearing his white sportswear and carrying a strange backpack, got out of the car and looked at the flight attendants, smiling slightly. “I’ll need your help again. Don’t worry, this plane won’t crash this time.” The flight attendants suddenly stiffened. Was this a dark joke to start with?

Qing Chen walked up the stairs, and the flight attendant whispered behind him, “Do you still not need food or water?”

“No.”