Chapter 393: A Game of Dangerous Deals

Young Yenir, the fighter jets have already been arranged. But let me remind you, the Bloodshadow Safe Zone isn’t like here—it’s much stricter and…

At the doorway, Tang Hai gave Yenir a subtle signal, indicating that the Bloodshadow Legion’s stance toward the Military was even more hostile.

If they only captured and then expelled someone, then for the Bloodshadow Legion, even survival would come at the cost of skin being stripped away.

As he spoke, he couldn’t help but scan the chaotic scene inside the room.

His eyes fell on the collapsed bed and the scattered bath towels, and for some reason, as Tang Hai continued talking, his tone shifted as if he were burping with bitterness.

Even his backside could sense just how intense last night’s battle had been.

Especially when he noticed Blood Nightingale, still as graceful as a goddess, standing coldly behind Yenir—his envy grew stronger.

Those legs, that chest, that face… and still only Third-Stage.

He wondered just how much pleasure the kid had experienced last night—by God, it must have been top-tier pleasure.

Having seen plenty of attractive women who were nothing more than pretty vases, Tang Hai felt that only a Third-Stage beauty like Blood Nightingale could ignite his desire. Of course, he wasn’t asking for it now—if anything, it just left a bitter taste.

Yet, for some reason, with his keen observation, he sensed that Miss Blood Nightingale didn’t quite seem like someone who had just experienced intimacy.

There was an unmistakable air of inexperience on her face—something this old hand could immediately recognize.

For many Third-Stage cultivators, pursuing Blood Nightingale was largely about that very allure. She appeared cold and tempting, yet unworldly—a contradictory combination that made many high-ranking leaders weak in the knees.

Thus, every formidable warrior couldn’t help but fantasize about the ecstasy of conquering her the moment they set eyes on her.

The colder and more aloof she appeared, the more they were stirred!

“Didn’t the kid finish last night?”

“Impossible… So what was he up to all night? Or did he just finish and haven’t recovered yet?”

Murmuring to himself, Yenir was completely taken aback. Meanwhile, Tang Hai’s heart skipped a beat as he regarded him with a complex, envious look.

“Could it be… he took the back door?”

“Damn it! Is his taste that extreme? How can Miss Blood Nightingale put up with that? Or does this kid just not have what it takes?”

As Tang Hai murmured his cautious warning, Yenir nodded slightly, signaling for Tang Hai to lead the way. However, noticing the chameleon-like shifts in Tang Hai’s expression, he couldn’t help but smile.

He always thought Tang Hai’s face changed like a chameleon—flashing from pale to blue to green in an instant.

……………..

“Uncle Tang, if possible, I’d like you to gather some intel on Yinglong—find out what equipment and skills he has. Any battle records would do.”

“And if you could also compile a dossier on all the Far Frontier dungeons, that would be even better.”

“I appreciate your help.”

Before boarding the fighter jet, Yenir looked earnestly at Tang Hai, who had been lost in thought throughout the journey.

Though the guy was scheming deep down, he had proven useful. Thanks to Fang Hao’s connections, he made sure everything was in place—from the fighter jets to his own cover, all orchestrated by the Canglang Safe Zone.

There’s no doubt that if his identity were exposed, Tang Hai would be implicated too.

In the post-apocalypse world, someone like Tang Hai was one of the best. It’s no wonder Fang Hao chose him to assist.

Hmm?

Coming back to his senses, Tang Hai habitually smiled and waved his hands repeatedly:

‘Of course, of course.’

“Don’t worry, Young Yenir. I’ve got everything under control.”

“Far Frontier dungeon intel? Yinglong’s capabilities? No problem, this is nothing…”

Mid-sentence, Tang Hai, as usual, took a big gulp of his drink, but his expression suddenly darkened.

“Whose intel!? You mean Yinglong’s? The Bloodshadow Legion Leader Yinglong!?”

His eyes widened as he sucked in a sharp breath. With his intelligence, how could he not pick up on Yenir’s hidden meaning? Recalling Yenir’s earlier request for Renmane materials, Tang Hai abruptly grabbed Yenir’s arm and in a hushed, urgent tone said:

“Young Yenir! We mustn’t mess around here! Peak Third-Stage! That’s peak Third-Stage we’re talking about!”

“And let me be blunt—among Peak Third-Stage contenders, Yinglong is top-tier! He’s a ruthless fighter, carving his way through opponents!”

“His fame precedes him! He’s a genuine veteran of the peaks!”

Worried that Young Yenir might do something foolish—or perhaps emboldened by Fang Hao’s backing—Tang Hai quickly glanced at Blood Nightingale before hastily setting up a Soundproof Barrier.

“Young Yenir, let me put it this way: Even Fang Hao might not be able to kill him! In a fight, Fang Hao could perhaps keep him at bay, but he’d never be certain of holding him down! And that might just be a facade Yinglong shows to the outside world!”

“Do you know what that means? It means that below the peak, Yinglong is invincible! Even among peak-level fighters, he’s a force to be reckoned with!”

“Otherwise, why do you think the Military fears him so much? Why have they been trying to negotiate all along?”

His face darkened even more.

As one of the top figures in the Far Frontier Safe Zone, Tang Hai knew all too well the deterrent power Yinglong wielded over the entire Far Frontier! He was someone even the leaders of the Canglang Safe Zone dared not provoke! His personal strength was formidable, and the entire Bloodshadow Legion was infamous for their brutality!

Forget about Young Yenir having protection or a mysterious background—even if Fang Hao personally shielded him, it wouldn’t guarantee safety!

Over the years in the Far Frontier, countless Third-Stage fighters met their end at Yinglong’s hands. He was synonymous with ruthless bloodshed!

For Young Yenir to tangle with such a force was like asking for death!

“Young Yenir, I’m not underestimating you! But if you expose your identity or if Yinglong catches wind of your moves, do you really believe that even the Military’s intervention could save you?!”

“Take my advice—this is the Far Frontier, not the Capital!”

Listening to Tang Hai’s earnest counsel, Yenir fell silent, saying nothing in reply.

He knew Tang Hai was looking out for him. Besides, he was well aware of the power of a Peak Third-Stage fighter—after all, in his previous life he had been one…

Even though Yinglong might not be at his peak anymore, a Peak Third-Stage is essentially a walking nuclear bomb—the strongest force in the world today! Compared to that, his little Third-Stage Beginner was almost as insignificant as an ant.

In a direct showdown, odds would be overwhelmingly against him—with the possible exception of Uncle Liang.

But…

There was no time for that.

Every step was a struggle as he realized that the Capital harbored threats unknown to him, compounded by all that had happened recently. Yenir knew too well that he was painfully short on power right now.

Everything he had now was built on potential, on the value he’d offered so far.

But clearly, he had nearly exhausted all his reserves.

“Uncle Tang, rest assured. I know my limits.”

Meeting his gaze steadily, Yenir sighed inwardly and tried to reassure Tang Hai that he wouldn’t act recklessly.

Still, he knew he was about to face the greatest challenge since his rebirth…

Peak Third-Stage, Yinglong, Bloodshadow Legion…

And dungeons whose contents he knew nothing about.

But it didn’t matter. What hardship hasn’t he overcome before?