Chapter 412: Secrets Unveiled

No mental power!?

Hearing Blood Nightingale’s intel, Yenir’s face flashed with sudden shock.

A Peak Third-Stage powerhouse without any mental power!? How is that possible!?

Although Blood Nightingale’s explanation made sense and accounted for Yinglong’s odd behavior… it still sounded utterly preposterous.

That’s right. At first, he had even considered this possibility, but he soon abandoned the idea.

For an Awakener, mental power is like a mana bar. Without it, many of his skills are unusable. Besides, Yenir couldn’t fathom how a human could live without any mental power!

This force is tied to one’s will! Even a three-year-old has at least a sliver of willpower!

Knowing that what he was about to reveal was too absurd, Blood Nightingale simply offered an explanation:

“Yinglong’s talent converts his own mental power into other attributes. He really can’t use any skills—he relies solely on his formidable physique!”

“You could say his gift is unique. Apart from retaining just enough mental power to keep his consciousness, every bit of willpower is forcibly transformed into another attribute.”

“So, he has no mental power scanning or perceptive ability! He relies solely on his eyes to track his targets!”

After finishing, Blood Nightingale nervously glanced at Yenir.

This was one of Yinglong’s biggest secrets! If it ever got out, it would deal him a fatal blow!

It also meant that if Yinglong ever discovered someone knew this, he would stop at nothing to silence them!

She had planned on using this secret as leverage to secure an opportunity to unleash a Peak Third-Stage move!

Taking a deep breath, Yenir realized the true value of this intel after hearing Blood Nightingale’s explanation.

No wonder Yinglong could never detect Blood Nightingale’s actions. No wonder the other party was so cautious and distrustful!

With such a glaring flaw, this supposedly fearsome Peak Third-Stage powerhouse likely wouldn’t dare to turn his back on any enemy!

What’s the difference from a blind man!?

“So he can only observe with his bare eyes?”

In a flash, Yenir’s mind raced with a host of advantageous ideas. With this secret, he was almost 99% sure he could secure the necessary materials. Any risks he previously feared were now virtually zero!

A surge of relief washed over him, as the pressure of recent days disappeared in an instant.

What followed was straightforward…

However…

He instinctively looked up at Blood Nightingale, a hint of doubt flickering in his eyes.

The significance of this information was too high. How could Blood Nightingale know such details? Moreover, Yenir could clearly sense that her grasp on Yinglong’s secrets was far beyond ordinary.

Based on his analysis of Yinglong, how could such a cautious, formidable man ever share these details with Blood Nightingale!?

Not to mention, not even a lover would be privy to such secrets!

Sensing Yenir’s sudden suspicion, Blood Nightingale didn’t offer any clarification. Instead, her gaze burned intensely as if charged with an unusual excitement:

“Are you planning to take Yinglong down in the dungeon!?”

“How many Peak Third-Stage fighters are you bringing? I even know what equipment and skills he has!”

Her eyes narrowed. Watching Blood Nightingale—who was more fired up than he was—Yenir felt an instant tension.

He could sense that Blood Nightingale was itching to kill Yinglong.

“You don’t need to know that part,” she said.

“Just focus on your job. The Military will handle the rest according to plan!”

Yenir deliberately sidestepped Blood Nightingale’s questions, giving a vague response without committing.

Kill Yinglong? The Military would send a Peak Third-Stage fighter with him?

No, only he and Uncle Liang had entered the dungeon. He had never intended to kill Yinglong from the start…

Even knowing this secret now, Yenir was well aware that even if he passed the intel to the Military, they might not send a Peak Third-Stage unit to take Yinglong down!

The situation in Far Frontier was far too complex. The Military was known to consider all factors, studying the matter repeatedly before taking any action.

Otherwise, even a Yinglong without this weakness would have been taken down hundreds of times!

But clearly, he couldn’t reveal this point to Blood Nightingale.

This woman clearly assumed that the Military would act, and only cooperated with him on that basis. In essence, she never really believed in him.

If he said so… how was he supposed to convince her to fight tooth and nail for him?

Upon hearing Yenir’s ambiguous answer, Blood Nightingale’s initial excitement froze, and she suddenly realized that she might have come on too strong.

A brief flash of vague disappointment passed through her eyes before she unexpectedly broke into a smile. With a teasing bite of her lip, she looked at him alluringly.

“So, how’s that? Am I being cooperative enough for you?”

“I’ve revealed such a huge secret to you. You don’t need to worry about me betraying you…”

“So, how do you plan to reward me?”

Momentarily taken aback, Yenir stared at the suddenly provocative Blood Nightingale, utterly at a loss for words.

How could this woman change her act from one moment to the next?

“Reward? I said, after everything’s done, what do you want…”

“Mmm…”

Before Yenir could even frown and finish his sentence, he felt a small hand slip into his clothes, gripping him tightly. A pair of searing red lips immediately cut him off.

“I don’t want to wait until afterwards… I want it… now…”

“I want you…”

……………..

Ten minutes later.

Standing alone in the partition, Blood Nightingale gazed thoughtfully at the retreating figure of Yenir, her eyes flashing with a strange color.

Gone was her previous act of coyness or coquettish charm. She had reverted to a cold, glamorous demeanor, as though everything had been nothing but a performance.

“You really can hold it in, huh…”

“I refuse to believe you aren’t even a little stirred…”

Muttering under her breath, she let out a soft laugh. With a casual flick, she shattered her damp undergarments into powder and flushed it down the drain.

“I can feel it… that bastard actually has the nerve to think about someone else…”

“Military… Yenir…”

“Can this bastard really kill Yinglong, or is he just playing me?”

She lowered her gaze, lost in thought, her eyes glimmering with calculation.

After a few seconds, it was as if she had made up her mind. Silently, she looked in the direction of Yenir’s departure.

If she sought revenge, Yenir was undoubtedly her best candidate.

She couldn’t believe it—she would never tolerate that bastard…