I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield

Chapter 1070: Chapter 671: One Demon, Three Preys, Beastmen Appear (Part 3)

Mingwang Planet, this once icy purgatory-like planet, is now the hottest place within the Empire. Policies have been heavily biased, with various supports and funding continuously pouring in, countless forces are sharpening their heads trying to squeeze into this feast.

Although the Luohou Clan has not been completely excluded, the benefits they have received are far less than expected.

And the root of it all lies in Qin Tian.

Due to the feud between the Luohou Clan and Qin Tian, the most important "heart" on Mingwang Planet—the Cold Tree—has not been extensively planted in the areas controlled by the Luohou Clan. Without the Cold Tree, the cities of the Luohou Clan cannot provide a safe and warm environment for outsiders and immigrants, thus unable to attract population and investment. Various resources, policies, and funds will not incline toward the territories of the Luohou Clan.

This decline and rise have resulted in a loss for the Luohou Clan that is simply immeasurable.

And all of this was caused by Qin Tian.

"Qin Tian’s subordinates are advancing to Tier Seven... Elder Rorschach, do you think we should..." A glint of coldness flashed in Quinn’s eyes as he made a throat-cutting gesture.

"Too far away." Rorschach shook his head, "Our people won’t make it there in time."

"Then let Vahag’s people take direct action." Quinn’s tone carried a touch of ruthlessness, "Destroying the Celestial Human Three Tribulations doesn’t require many people."

"I was thinking the same earlier." Rorschach slowly said, with a hint of helplessness in his voice, "Unfortunately, Vahag has been frightened by Qin Tian and dares not provoke him."

Frightened? Vahag?

Quinn was momentarily stunned. He remembered that Vahag was not a timid person—being a Tier Seven Golden Bloodline powerhouse from the Yunus Clan, Vahag was quite a figure in the Luo Hou Star Realm, having blood on his hands, he wouldn’t be so timid. Even if not a match for Qin Tian, being this scared seemed exaggerated, didn’t it?

"Vahag saw firsthand, several Tier Seven Stele Demons were slain remotely by Qin Tian without even seeing his shadow." Rorschach explained, "Vahag still doesn’t understand how Qin Tian did it. From his tone, I can hear the genuine dread and fear. How would someone like that have the courage to provoke Qin Tian?"

Quinn was silent for a moment, then said, "Elder Rorschach, so we’ll just watch his subordinates attempt to pass the Celestial Human Three Tribulations?"

"Hmm, let’s wait and see." Rorschach’s voice was low, as if analyzing the situation, or convincing himself, "The Celestial Human Three Tribulations are not easy to overcome. Many Holy Blood prides have failed at this hurdle; how could an ordinary Peak Tier Six pass all three stages easily? Perhaps the one attempting to reach Tier Seven is already dead."

He paused, then continued, "Moreover, summoning the Celestial Human Three Tribulations in the Secret Realm is like telling all Stele Demons ’there’s something good here.’ Stele Demons have a much sharper sense for Heaven and Earth Energy than Spiritualists, how can Qin Tian alone withstand the siege of Stele Demons from all directions?"

A glint of coldness flashed in Rorschach’s eyes: "Caught in his own web. His arrogance will cost him."

"Understood." Quinn nodded.

After Elder Rorschach’s analysis, he realized immediately that Qin Tian was lifting a rock only to drop it on his own foot. Not only harming his subordinates but also bringing harm upon himself.

"Our focus should be on finding the Blood Demon Cult hidden in the ranks." Rorschach said, his voice steady again, "To prevent more people from being harmed. As for Qin Tian, we’ll set him aside for now."

"Yes."

Quinn nodded heavily.

He lowered his head, ostensibly pondering the Blood Demon Cult, but another thought surfaced in his mind—did the Blood Demon Cult notice the Celestial Human Three Tribulations? If he spread the message secretly, could he shift the misfortune eastward, pitting the Blood Demon Cult against Qin Tian, and let them fight it out?

A small plan quickly formed in his mind.

However, just as Quinn was contemplating the feasibility of this plan—

Two figures had already silently approached the valley.

Their speed was astonishing, moving through the forest with almost no noise. The gray mist surrounded them, concealing their figures and auras completely, like two moving shadows.

One of the figures was exceptionally tall, four or five meters high, and of a mountain-like stature. Each of his steps made the ground tremble slightly, but the mist perfectly masked the tremors. The other figure was much more slender, with a lithe form and nimble movements, forming a stark contrast to his giant-like companion.

Both were shrouded in a cloud of gray-white mist, their figures indistinct and hard to discern.

They stopped atop a mountain, gazing into the burning sky in the distance.

The giant suddenly spoke, his voice deep and heavy, like rocks grinding: "Someone is attempting the Celestial Human Three Tribulations. Two consecutive events, the aura hasn’t dissipated, the third is probably imminent."

"Let’s go take a look." The slender figure said, voice crisp and icy.

"Alright."

The giant nodded, and their figures blurred, swiftly approaching the valley.

The gray-white mist roiled behind them, dissipating in the wind moments later.

If outsiders had been present just now, they would have surely noticed—

They were not speaking in the Royal Language.

But in the Beastman Common Language.

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