Chapter 595: Everyone Will Remember You (Two in One)

The woman never expected to see Chen Mingkai under these circumstances.

She had actually been harboring a secret hope that Chen Mingkai would arrive with reinforcements.

Although the possibility was minuscule, there had still been a chance. But now...

All her hopes were dashed.

From the look of him, Chen Mingkai was clearly here to seek her help.

"Heh..."

A desperate smile touched the woman's lips.

She did not know where her opponents had pulled these three Thorns from. Given her immense exhaustion, breaking through this cage of Thorns was not something she could achieve anytime soon.

She looked at the trio squatting outside the Thorn cage, gnawing on bread. After a few seconds of silence, she flew toward them.

Seeing the woman descending toward them, Zhou Mian and the other two hurriedly tossed their bread aside.

"Quick, quick, quick, your turn."

Zhou Mian shoved Bai Chen, urging him to take out the item he had obtained.

Earlier, Bai Chen had used up three of his seeds, and his heart still ached over the loss.

His heart hurt even more when he saw that even the woman was temporarily helpless against the seeds.

These were genuine, peerless treasures!

Did they really need to use three?

To his mind, even using two felt like a bit too much.

"No rush."

Bai Chen, who had been desperately rushing Zhou Mian earlier, now looked completely unhurried.

"This is our final trump card. We must be cautious."

"Cautious my ass!" Zhou Mian trembled with anger. "Hurry up! I still have two seeds here, so take your stuff out immediately!"

"Two seeds might not be enough." Bai Chen had made up his mind not to take it out.

As he saw it, his sister had already thrown out a painting; if they took out another item, they would have absolutely nothing left.

Hearing their conversation, a wave of dejection washed over the woman trapped amid the Thorns.

Her opponents hadn't even used all of their methods yet...

"I want to speak with the Fifth Young Master."

She looked at the group and spoke coldly.

Chen Hong and Chen Mingkai were both in mortal peril. Under these circumstances, suing for peace was the only path left to her.

To her surprise, the three of them stared blankly upon hearing her words.

"Who is the Fifth Young Master?"

The woman's eyes went wide.

"Aren't you followers of the Fifth Young Master?"

"Give us a name," Zhou Mian said, watching her warily.

Even though the woman was temporarily restrained, there was no telling what new tricks these Tenth Tier experts might try to pull.

Seeing that they weren't intentionally toying with her, the woman answered with a dark expression:

"...Chen Nian. I'm looking for Young Master Chen Nian."

"Oh, you're looking for Mr. Chen." Zhou Mian nodded. "But I'm sorry, that won't work. Mr. Chen isn't our direct superior."

"Following our direct superior's orders, we have to stay here and watch you."

"...?"

Incomprehension filled the woman's eyes.

She didn't understand. If they didn't answer directly to Chen Nian, then who did they serve?

"You are Wen Xu's people?"

She seemed to realize this and voiced her guess.

Zhou Mian nodded, then shook his head.

"Director Wen hasn't had time lately, so you'll have to wait. We have another direct superior, and he should be here soon."

The woman frowned.

"The Ninth Young Master and the Seventh Young Master can't wait that long!"

"Then let them die."

Beside them, Bai Chen spoke expressionlessly:

"When we received our orders, the higher-ups said it didn't matter even if we accidentally killed them."

"You!"

The woman was furious.

"This is a Blood War! I am currently speaking to you in my capacity as the Ninth Elder of the Chen family! The Ninth and Seventh Young Masters' lives are in peril right now. Even if no one pursues this during the Blood War, do you really think the Chen family will let you off the hook after it ends?!"

Bai Chen remained expressionless.

"If we disobey our orders now, we won't even have to wait for the Blood War to end. Half an hour from now, our superior won't let us off the hook."

"I heard that in Pure Blood City, you can use your own bloodline purity as currency. By transferring this currency to someone else, you can help them temporarily stabilize their injuries. If you're really that worried about Chen Hong, figure it out yourself."

The woman's face paled.

The currency Bai Chen spoke of was naturally Blood Value.

If she transferred her Blood Value to Chen Hong, Chen Hong would live.

But her bloodline purity would inevitably drop.

In Pure Blood City, bloodline purity represented almost everything.

Even as a Tenth Tier expert, she would not be allowed to let her bloodline purity decrease.

Because the cause and effect were reversed.

The only reason she was at the Tenth Tier was precisely because of her extremely high bloodline purity.

Such purity had granted her ample resources and authority, allowing her to reach her current position.

If she lost her bloodline purity, she would soon be reduced to a mere blood bag used to produce a new Tenth Tier expert.

"Hurry up. It looks to me like Chen Hong is about to breathe her last,"

Bai Chen sneered.

All of them had come out of the largest prison in the world; they were bona fide pure-blooded criminals with not a shred of goodness in them. Right now, they were simply enjoying the show.

Biting her lower lip, the woman slowly walked over to Chen Hong, who lay sprawled in the distance, and reached out a hand.

A line of blood extended from her wrist, and pale golden blood surged within her veins.

Zhou Mian and the other two stared from afar, eyes wide.

This was a spectacle they had rarely seen before; today was a real eye-opener.

But after waiting for several minutes, with Chen Hong's breathing on the ground growing fainter by the second, the woman simply made no further move.

The three of them exchanged glances and instantly understood.

Laughter soon pierced the Thorn cage and drifted into the woman's ears, filling her with burning shame and indignation.

"I'd long heard that you folks from Pure Blood Heaven value your Blood Value more than your own lives. Turns out it's true!"

Bai Chen roared with laughter.

"You won't even save your own blood relative, yet you claim to be the most united family faction. Heh," Bai Yue scoffed relentlessly.

Zhou Mian grinned.

"You guys just don't get it. I've dealt with people from Pure Blood Heaven before, and they're all a bunch of hypocrites. Damn it, I saw right through them ages ago! Good day, Captain!"

That booming, vigorous greeting of "Good day, Captain" caused Bai Chen and Bai Yue to instantly drop their smiles and bow their heads right alongside Zhou Mian. "Good day, Captain."

Yan Jing, carrying the unconscious Chen Mingkai by the scruff of the neck just outside the Thorns, smiled.

"You did well. Where is Weng Lingxiao?"

"Vice Commander Weng is resting further away."

Zhou Mian answered.

"He's injured?"

"Yes, but it's not a severe injury."

"Mhm." Yan Jing nodded. "Take these guys and Weng Lingxiao and head back first. I'm going to have a little chat with these people."

With that said, Yan Jing tore open a Space Rift and released a horde of figures strung together by threads.

The trio's eyes bulged, and they couldn't help swallowing hard.

After spending time on the Ship recently, they had already realized that the strength of Mao Si standing before them was absolutely unfathomable. While it was hard to say who was stronger between him and Wen Xu, there was undeniably a massive chasm between his level and theirs.

But seeing this scene unfold before their eyes, they realized they had still underestimated him.

Was this a mere chasm? Even if they were given several more Thorns, they likely wouldn't be able to capture dozens of Ninth Tier experts so effortlessly. "Understood, understood."

The trio took the threads from Yan Jing's hands and quickly departed with the Ninth Tier experts in tow.

Yan Jing looked at the woman in the cage and carelessly scratched his ear with a claw.

"Will you surrender or not?"

"What happens if I surrender, and what happens if I don't?"

The woman's gaze flickered.

Finally, someone in charge had arrived. She still delusionally hoped to seize one last sliver of an opportunity.

But Yan Jing's words immediately dumped a bucket of cold water on her.

"If you surrender, all three of you live, but you have to drink blood and work like dogs for the Cat Ship for the rest of your lives. If you don't surrender, I'll take those two back to Mr. Chen and let him decide if they live or die. As for you, you'll be turned into a corpse to work like a dog for the Cat Ship for the rest of your life."

The woman's eyes went wide.

How was this giving her a choice? This was nothing but pure threat and coercion!

"No one can make a member of the Chen family work like a dog!"

She gritted her teeth, her eyes bloodshot.

"Oh, is that right?" Yan Jing's lips curled up. He kicked Chen Mingkai, who was still in his grasp, in the stomach. The moment the man's mouth popped open, Yan Jing poured a vial of blood down his throat. "Stand up."

Yan Jing commanded.

An astonishing scene unfolded. Chen Mingkai clearly hadn't woken up yet, but his body moved on its own, breaking free from Yan Jing's grip and staggering to its feet. Watching this, the woman spoke coldly:

"Is this your method of enslavement?"

"Yes," Yan Jing nodded.

"...We surrender."

The woman stated.

"That's more like it." Yan Jing pulled out two more blood vials and tossed them in front of the woman.

"Drink up. Once you drink it, you'll feel completely at ease."

The woman walked over to the vials, twisted one open, and after a few seconds of silence, drained it in a single gulp.

She wiped the corner of her mouth and lowered her head, looking utterly crestfallen and devoid of spirit.

But the moment she turned around, her lips gradually curled into a smirk.

What an idiot.

He knew absolutely nothing about the bloodline Pathway.

It was the Pathway with the deepest understanding of blood in this entire world. Never mind a single ordinary vial of blood; even with a Demigod's blood, polluting their bloodline would require a monumental amount of effort.

The only way to pollute the bloodline of Pure Blood City was to bear offspring with inferior outsiders.

To allow one's own bloodline to be diluted by their filthy blood.

She would feign enslavement first, then look for an opportunity to escape... or just kill Chen Nian directly.

The woman had made up her mind.

But a second later, her pupils contracted.

Soon, an unconcealable panic surfaced on her face.

She stared in terror at her hands. The line of blood at her wrist surfaced, and the once pale golden hue of her blood was actually dimming. A brand-new dark gold color was following the line, continuously suppressing the already imperiled pale gold.

The woman completely panicked. She instantly conjured a blade of sand and stone right at the intersection of the dark gold and pale gold, slashing fiercely in an attempt to bleed out the dark gold blood.

But the expected outcome didn't happen. Instead, with the opening of the wound, it was as if her pale golden blood had finally found an escape route, gushing out frantically.

"What are you doing?! Come back! Get back here!"

Like a madwoman, the woman reached out to grab the golden blood spraying into the air.

That was the blood of Pure Blood City—the symbol of true nobility.

She kept desperately trying to block it, but the newly generated dark gold blood gave her absolutely no chance. It surged right out of the wound and instantly swallowed the spraying pale gold blood whole.

In just a fleeting moment, all the pale golden blood had vanished completely.

Only then did the dark gold blood gradually retreat into the devastated woman's body and vanish from sight.

"Impossible... it's impossible..."

The woman lost her mind entirely, muttering over and over, "Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

Like a lunatic, she summoned sand and stone, slashing wildly at her own body.

Blood splattered incessantly.

She seemed intent on using this method to drain her body of this filthy blood.

But the moment the dark gold blood seeped out, it instantly flowed back inside.

No matter what she did, it was utterly useless.

Outside the Thorn cage, Yan Jing watched the scene quietly.

The woman's reaction wasn't exactly a good thing for him.

The people of Pure Blood City were far too obsessed with their bloodlines.

Even if someone like this was brought under control, they could only be used as a mere tool.

Then, under his gaze, the woman shakily stood up step by step, picked up the remaining blood vial with trembling hands, and walked toward Chen Hong. She crouched down, looking as if she were going to pour the blood into Chen Hong's mouth.

But just as she drew near Chen Hong, a vicious gleam surfaced in her eyes. Violent weird energy instantly surged and condensed into a single point, stabbing viciously toward the space between Chen Hong's eyebrows.

However...

"Stop."

Yan Jing spoke softly. His words functioned like absolute law, and the woman's body instantly froze in place.

Her eyes trembled, and two streams of clear tears slid down her cheeks.

"Without my word, you are not permitted to commit suicide, nor are you allowed to harm anyone else."

Yan Jing's words felt like handing down a death sentence to the woman.

This Tenth Tier expert who had lived for centuries finally snapped. The moment Yan Jing lifted her paralysis, she broke down into loud, weeping sobs. She had wanted to kill Chen Hong because she didn't want the girl to be defiled just like she had been.

But she failed.

"Devil! You are a devil!"

She rushed to the edge of the Thorn cage, grabbing the Thorns with both hands as she roared furiously at Yan Jing.

"Kill me if you have the guts!"

Yan Jing smiled.

"I'm not so extravagant as to just kill a Tenth Tier expert."

"I'm still waiting for you to work for me."

"Don't even dream about it!" the woman screamed, trembling wildly with rage.

That youthful appearance she had deliberately frozen using her Tier was nearly twisted beyond recognition at this moment.

"I will never serve you wholeheartedly! Wipe away my consciousness if you have the guts!"

"No! Not just me! The Chen family—not a single member of the Chen family would ever be restrained by you like this!"

"Don't ever think you can make us work for you! Don't you ever think it!"

As she ranted, the woman threw her head back and laughed.

She had finally found her solitary outlet to vent, laughing presumptuously at the incompetence of this foolish black cat outside the Thorns.

An indescribable sense of pride swelled up from the bottom of her heart.

Even if they died, their Chen family would never submit.

Even if enslaved, it was impossible for her to genuinely serve her opponents!

This was the Chen family!

"Is that right?"

A hoarse voice drifted softly from outside the cage, cutting the woman's laughter short.

She stared blankly outside the cage.

"Do you think others might choose to work for me if they saw you in this state?"

Yan Jing stood outside the cage. He had clearly done nothing, yet he made the woman shudder all over.

"No, no, I was lying. Everything I just said was a lie! Really, honestly! My lord, master, please believe me. You have to believe me! I'm willing to work for you..."

The woman reached her hands out, entirely ignoring the Thorns piercing her skin, wearing a sycophantic expression.

But Yan Jing's expression remained perfectly flat.

"You are already working for me."

"What is your name?"

The woman didn't want to answer, but her lips parted in utter despair, moving of their own accord.

"Chen Chunshui."

"Every member of the Chen family will remember you, Chen Chunshui."

Yan Jing smiled.

"They will witness what has become of you."

"And they will take you as a warning."