You're Strong But Now You're Mine-Chapter 557 - 555: Questions

On the walls of Yanjing's Chongsheng Sect, bullets flew wildly amidst the ceaseless cries of battle. The Yanjing defenses, untouched by the fires of war for over a century, once more received the baptism of blood, bullets, arrows, and cannon fire. The dust of peace was washed away, revealing the eternal fortress of war.

"Cease fire, cease! That's Commander Yu and Director Xie! Don't accidentally injure them!"

In the terrified eyes of the guards, the two pillar-like figures they relied upon and admired were forcefully blown away. Yu Ke held himself back with two large guns planted into the ground, nearly knocked off the walls; Xie Chenyuan was blasted into the corner tower's wall, injuring the soldiers inside, his fate unknown!

"It seems these two insist on keeping me, their guest." Lan Yan, holding dual swords, ascended the walls, turning to look at Silver Ancient Moon: "Lead the vanguard to expand our gains, prioritize destroying the Luminous Stone Energy Cannon."

"No wonder he's lauded as the top War God on the Unrivaled List." Yu Ke braced his spirit, guns raised horizontally, enough to sweep through all gaps on the wall: "Yanjing, such a glorious place, embodies so many heroes; how could it hold all the talents? Yanjing Yu Ke, at your service!"

"Yanjing Xie Chenyuan, seeking guidance from the War God." Xie Chenyuan emerged from within the corner tower, his right hand flicking out sword threads, tearing the nearest rebel vanguard fighter into six pieces: "The War God is so magnanimous, surely you wouldn't mind instructing two students at once?"

"I don't mind." Lan Yan raised his chin: "I don't mind even if there's another old student."

Yu Ke and Xie Chenyuan realized something and looked up, witnessing a magnificent elder, like a meteor, streaking across the azure sky, falling onto the wall and capturing countless gazes!

With a thunderous sound, Cha Huan made a dazzling entrance!

"It's the Principal!"

"Principal Cha!"

"Comrades, push the enemies off, don't let the Principal look down on us!"

"Don't give the Principal a chance to rescue us; if he has to save us, he'll surely brag and mock us. Just thinking about it makes you angry, right?"

"Yes!"

"Exactly!"

"I've graduated, I absolutely won't tolerate the Principal's arrogance again!"

"Charge!"

The morale, waning due to Yu Ke and Xie Chenyuan's retreat, soared to its peak with the appearance of this old man in a white robe!

Lan Yan squinted: "Principal Cha, are you interested in joining the other two for some extracurricular tutoring with me?"

"A provocation? Seems you don't know me well; I'm quite shameless." Cha Huan sneered: "Naturally, I'm very interested; after all, you are the Linhai Army's chief bandit, and your death would lead to its collapse."

"Young Master Xie, Young Master Yu, join me in taking him down first!"

"Lately, the opportunities to partner with the Principal have suddenly surged," Yu Ke twirled his dual guns and spoke: "Feels just like being back at the academy."

"Receiving guidance from both the War God and the Principal is an honor for me," Xie Chenyuan danced his ten fingers, invisible sword threads cutting through the sunlight: "No matter who gloriously falls in battle, I won't be disappointed."

"Silver Ancient Moon, stay and assist me." Lan Yan laughed: "Yanjing folk lack martial virtue, so we Linhai people must unite. But Cha Huan, for someone your age, aren't you dragging us down?"

Cha Huan's lip twitched, veins bulging near his temple, and casually withdrew a long sword from the weapon rack on the tower: "The other night an alleged Immortal got burned out after we battled half the night; I hope you're more resilient."

"You won't be disappointed." Lan Yan crossed his swords: "Recently, I've earned a nickname I dislike; you prefer calling me..."

"Not human!"

Gold and iron clashed deafeningly, and the battle on the walls reignited!

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"Climb out from the deepest Blood Prison, then ascend directly to the heavens."

On the Ascension Platform, a calm voice sounded behind Ming Shuiyun: "Qin Le Yin, if this is a gift for Shuiyun Palace, I believe she'll use everything to repay you. If you seek power, then in the next decade, the world will belong to Qin."

"Yet you don't seem infatuated with power."

On the sacrificial altar of the Ascension Platform, Cha Shiyin sat serenely, like one disrespecting his ancestors.

His body glowed slightly, continually flowing toward Ming Shuiyun, though he seemed indifferent to this, instead curiously observing Le Yu: "People of the world come in myriad forms, chasing fame, valuing profit, obsessing over love, or championing righteousness, but I can't fathom what you're truly after."

"You worked hard to get here, is it to make Shuiyun Palace happy, or to satisfy your own pride?"

Le Yu stood, under Ming Shuiyun's concerned gaze, slightly shook his head, gently nudged aside Ming Shuiyun, and faced Cha Shiyin at Yanjing's highest point: "I'm here to ask a few questions that intrigue me, and then complete the plan I set from the outset."

"I'll try to fulfill your wishes." Cha Shiyin smiled: "As long as I can answer."

"First question," Le Yu said: "If driven by an indomitable will, can the Holy Sword Luminous eliminate its negative effects? Or more plainly—why haven't you personally wielded the Holy Sword to protect this brilliance?"

"From the moment you learned of my name, I wondered if you heard our conversation in the underground hall, never expecting you'd feign unconsciousness under my nose..." Cha Shiyin realized: "Great question, but I counter—why do you believe I can wield the Holy Sword?"

"Why can't you?"

"Why can I?"

"Because you're Ming Shiyin, the Grand Ancestor's third brother, holder of the indomitable will!"

Beside them, Ming Shuiyun listened in bewilderment, understanding the words but finding their true meaning hard to accept or comprehend. Yet she remained silent, quietly standing next to Le Yu, discreetly brushing her fingertips against Le Yu's hand.

"You misunderstand my point." Cha Shiyin gently shook his head: "In this world, Shuiyun Palace can wield the Holy Sword, Cha Huan can wield the Holy Sword, even you can wield the Holy Sword. Across two millennia, the Imperial Family's bloodlines have spread globally; even on the distant Western Continent, someone might bear the Grand Ancestor's bloodline, eligible to wield the Holy Sword."

"But uniquely, I am absolutely incapable of wielding the Holy Sword."

Le Yu was momentarily stunned, thoughts spiraling with one notion—did the Grand Ancestor's father cheat?

"Don't overthink." Cha Shiyin seemed to see through Le Yu's sordid thoughts and explained: "Perhaps you living in this peaceful era find it inconceivable, but in the age of the Hundred Tribes, where life expectancy barely reached twenty-five, humanity lived fleeting lives amid constant perils, familial ties were fragile treasures for those with blood connections. Orphans abandoned and left to self-destruct were common, people barely surviving, unable to form stable families."

"We four brothers were all adopted by foster parents who raised us."