OBS Chapter 75 Secret
Chapter 75 Secret
His calmness and his words acted like an invisible barrier, keeping her out.
The color drained from Li Yunrui's face little by little, eventually turning her face deathly pale.
She staggered back a few steps, her eyes filled with resentment, bitterness, and a hint of fear.
"Well done, what a mother I will never forget."
She gave a bitter laugh, stopped trying to argue, and turned away dejectedly. This time, her departing figure was filled with wretchedness and despair.
Ye Tian looked at the empty room, his eyes returning to their usual calm and serene state.
For him, women's romantic entanglements were nothing more than a diversion, or a tool he could use.
His true goals are far grander than these.
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Meanwhile, deep within the Control Yuan.
Sitting in his wheelchair, Chen Pingping listened to the report from his secret agents, a relieved smile appearing on his lips.
"His Majesty has bestowed a marriage between the Prince of Qin and the daughter of the Fan family, and has also appointed the Prince of Qin as the Grand Marshal of the Armed Forces of the Realm. Heh, His Majesty has really spared no expense." Chen Pingping gently tapped the armrest of his wheelchair. "This child Ye Tian has indeed not disappointed me. The more 'favor' he receives from His Majesty, the more he can restrain His Majesty, and the more he can make certain people uneasy."
His eyes gleamed with a sharp light: "The young lady's blood cannot be shed in vain. Ye Tian's blade should be sharpened as much as possible. This old dog of mine has finally seen a glimmer of hope."
Ye Tian paid little attention to the various upheavals in Kyoto caused by him. Whether it was Fan Ruoruo's shyness, Lin Wan'er's infatuation, Li Yunrui's madness, Emperor Qing's scheming, or Chen Pingping's expectations, they were all just fleeting clouds to him.
What he was thinking about most at that moment was something else entirely.
"While the Shennong Medical Classic and the Black Jade Broken-Healing Ointment are indeed miraculous, they are ultimately supplementary."
Uncle Wuzhu's eyes and Dean Chen's legs both need time to heal.
Ye Tian pondered to himself, "Emperor Qing is cunning and shrewd. Today's favor may be tomorrow's death warrant."
True confidence comes from one's own absolute strength, and a weapon capable of delivering the decisive blow!
In his mind, a huge sniper rifle with a ferocious appearance, full of power and the aura of death, appeared.
"Barrett M82A1,"
At this moment.
Ye Tian muttered to himself, a burning glint in his eyes.
"In the system shop, the exchange points for guns are not high."
But the real money comes from those specially made armor-piercing and high-explosive shells.
As long as you can accumulate enough sign-in points and exchange them for enough special ammunition,
The thought of wielding a Barrett rifle and taking Emperor Qing's head from a thousand miles away...
An overwhelming surge of pride welled up in Ye Tian's heart.
"Emperor Qing, your throne and your life are nothing more than stepping stones on my path to becoming stronger."
Just wait, once I have enough trump cards, this world will have a new master!
With the Barrett, and with those indestructible bullets,
Only then could he truly be fearless against Emperor Qing, a being above even the Grandmaster level.
I'll do it then.
Only then can one truly unleash their potential and do whatever they want in this world!
This is his most pressing goal right now. Everything else has to give way to it.
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After a night of twists and turns and scheming, Ye Tian's desire to improve his own strength grew even stronger. Li Yunrui's madness and Lin Wan'er's infatuation were merely fleeting moments. Only the power he held in his own hands was the eternal truth.
"Emperor Qing, Grand Marshal of the Armed Forces of the Realm," Ye Tian stood on the star-gazing platform of the Qin Prince's Mansion, gazing towards the direction of the Imperial Palace, a cold, sharp smile curving his lips, "What you give me is ultimately not as reassuring as what I would obtain myself."
He knew full well that Emperor Qing could give him all this, and could also easily take it back. His true reliance lay in the weapons that were ahead of their time, as mentioned in the system. And the most likely hiding place for these weapons, especially the Barrett M82A1 and its specially made ammunition, was the Taiping Villa, the former residence of his mysterious mother, Ye Qingmei, in Kyoto.
There are too many secrets that are unknown to people there.
Having made up his mind, Ye Tian did not alert anyone. With his current Grandmaster cultivation, he could conceal his presence and move stealthily, and very few people in the capital could detect his whereabouts.
The night was as dark as ink, and the stars and moon were without light.
Like a wisp of smoke, Ye Tian silently disappeared into the darkness. With a few leaps, he had already left the bustling city streets and headed towards the somewhat secluded Taiping Villa on the outskirts of Kyoto.
The closer one gets to Taiping Villa, the more desolate and quiet the surroundings become. When Ye Qingmei suddenly passed away, Taiping Villa was sealed off, and for many years few people ventured there, no longer possessing its former liveliness and warmth. Only legends about Ye Qingmei and her astonishing inventions remain, adding to the villa's mystique.
Finally, a sprawling courtyard surrounded by high walls came into view. Even in the dead of night, its former elegance and grandeur could still be faintly discerned. But now, the doors were tightly shut, overgrown with weeds, exuding a sense of desolation and decay.
Ye Tian moved swiftly, easily leaping over the high wall and landing in the courtyard.
The scenery inside the courtyard was even more desolate than outside. The artificial hills were crumbling, and the corridors were dilapidated. Only the vast lake in the center still rippled in the night breeze, its deep waters resembling a huge piece of black jade, quietly reflecting the faint starlight in the sky.
The weeds by the lake grew taller than a person, rustling softly in the night breeze like a silent sigh. The air was filled with the cool moisture and the sweet, earthy scent of grass and trees, and the occasional chirping of insects in the distance made the place seem eerily quiet.
Ye Tian stood by the lake, his gaze deep. He knew that the biggest secret left by his mother was most likely hidden beneath the seemingly calm waters of this lake.
He had overheard Uncle Wuzhu mention occasionally that when his mother, Ye Qingmei, lived in Taiping Villa, she would often linger alone by the lake for a long time, forbidding anyone from approaching. Although Uncle Wuzhu was extremely loyal, he only had a vague understanding of many of Ye Qingmei's actions and simply followed orders. This included the practice that whenever Ye Qingmei needed to "handle some important matters," she would have Uncle Wuzhu "clear" a specific spot by the lake, forbidding anyone from approaching the central area.
This undoubtedly suggests that there is some mystery in the center of the lake, or at the bottom of the lake.
Ye Tian took a deep breath, his Grandmaster-level true energy slowly circulating within his body. He removed his outer robe, leaving only his close-fitting clothes, and walked to a secluded corner by the lake where Uncle Wu Zhu used to keep watch. This spot faced the center of the lake, offering a wide view while remaining relatively unnoticed.
"Mother, I hope what you left behind will give me a surprise."
He silently recited a phrase to himself, then leaped into the water like a fish entering the water, disappearing silently into the cold and dark lake.
The lake was deeper and colder than he had imagined. It was somewhat murky at first, but as Ye Tian dived down, the water gradually became clearer. He held his breath, and his inner energy formed a thin protective shield around his body, blocking most of the water pressure and cold. Even in the darkness underwater, he could still roughly see the surrounding scenery.
The lakebed wasn't flat mud, but covered with jagged rocks and dense aquatic plants. Relying on his extraordinary perception and his memory of Uncle Wuzhu's description from years ago, Ye Tian carefully searched for any possible entrance.
Time passed by, bit by bit.
Just as he was about to search the entire area, his spiritual power suddenly sensed a faint energy emanating from behind a huge underwater rock, completely different from the surrounding water currents.
Ye Tian's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately swam over.
Pushing aside the dense water plants and bypassing the boulder, the sight that appeared before him made his pupils shrink slightly.
On the rock wall at the bottom of the lake, there was a metal door, about the height of a person and half the width of a person! The material of this door was unknown. After being soaked in the water for many years, there was no trace of rust. The surface was smooth and flat, and it was almost integrated with the surrounding rocks. If he had not had a keen sense, he would have found it very difficult to notice.
"Found it!"
Ye Tian was delighted and carefully examined the metal door. There were no obvious handles or keyholes on the door, only an inconspicuous groove with a somewhat peculiar shape.
He tried to push it with his inner energy, but the metal door remained unmoved.
After pondering for a moment, Ye Tian suddenly remembered that among Ye Qingmei's belongings, there seemed to be a strangely shaped metal plaque. He immediately took out the metal plaque from his pocket—it was the one he had found in the secret room of the Fan family mansion and had kept close to his body ever since.
I compared the metal plate with the groove, and they fit together perfectly!
He gently pressed the metal plate into the groove.
"Click,"
A soft click came from behind the door, and then, without a sound, the heavy metal door slid open a crack. A stream of dry, slightly warm air escaped from the crack, creating a stark contrast with the cold lake water.
Without further hesitation, Ye Tian slipped inside.
The metal door slowly closed behind him, completely isolating him from the lake.
Before you lies a downward staircase, its walls inlaid with some kind of unidentified luminescent crystal, emitting a soft, non-glaring light. After descending about several dozen steps, the path suddenly opens up.
A vast underground space appeared before Ye Tian!
The space was at least the size of several basketball courts, with an extremely high dome. The walls and floor were made of some kind of smooth alloy, gleaming with a cold metallic sheen. The air was dry and fresh, without the stuffiness and dampness one might expect from living underground, clearly indicating an excellent ventilation and moisture-proof system.
In the center of the space stood several enormous, oddly shaped "instruments," covered with various indicator lights and intricate wiring, emitting a soft hum, clearly still in operation. Beside these instruments was a massive metal structure, resembling a small mountain, connected to countless thick cables—the very "large generator" mentioned in Ye Qingmei's notes! It provided a continuous supply of power to the entire secret chamber.
Ye Tian moved swiftly, easily leaping over the high wall and landing in the courtyard.
The scenery inside the courtyard was even more desolate than outside. The artificial hills were crumbling, and the corridors were dilapidated. Only the vast lake in the center still rippled in the night breeze, its deep waters resembling a huge piece of black jade, quietly reflecting the faint starlight in the sky.
The weeds by the lake grew taller than a person, rustling softly in the night breeze like a silent sigh. The air was filled with the cool moisture and the sweet, earthy scent of grass and trees, and the occasional chirping of insects in the distance made the place seem eerily quiet.
Ye Tian stood by the lake, his gaze deep. He knew that the biggest secret left by his mother was most likely hidden beneath the seemingly calm waters of this lake.
He had overheard Uncle Wuzhu mention occasionally that when his mother, Ye Qingmei, lived in Taiping Villa, she would often linger alone by the lake for a long time, forbidding anyone from approaching. Although Uncle Wuzhu was extremely loyal, he only had a vague understanding of many of Ye Qingmei's actions and simply followed orders. This included the practice that whenever Ye Qingmei needed to "handle some important matters," she would have Uncle Wuzhu "clear" a specific spot by the lake, forbidding anyone from approaching the central area.
This undoubtedly suggests that there is some mystery in the center of the lake, or at the bottom of the lake.
Ye Tian took a deep breath, his Grandmaster-level true energy slowly circulating within his body. He removed his outer robe, leaving only his close-fitting clothes, and walked to a secluded corner by the lake where Uncle Wu Zhu used to keep watch. This spot faced the center of the lake, offering a wide view while remaining relatively unnoticed.
"Mother, I hope what you left behind will give me a surprise."
He silently recited a phrase to himself, then leaped into the water like a fish entering the water, disappearing silently into the cold and dark lake.
The lake was deeper and colder than he had imagined. It was somewhat murky at first, but as Ye Tian dived down, the water gradually became clearer. He held his breath, and his inner energy formed a thin protective shield around his body, blocking most of the water pressure and cold. Even in the darkness underwater, he could still roughly see the surrounding scenery.
The lakebed wasn't flat mud, but covered with jagged rocks and dense aquatic plants. Relying on his extraordinary perception and his memory of Uncle Wuzhu's description from years ago, Ye Tian carefully searched for any possible entrance.
Time passed by, bit by bit.
Just as he was about to search the entire area, his spiritual power suddenly sensed a faint energy emanating from behind a huge underwater rock, completely different from the surrounding water currents.
Ye Tian's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately swam over.
Pushing aside the dense water plants and bypassing the boulder, the sight that appeared before him made his pupils shrink slightly.
On the rock wall at the bottom of the lake, there was a metal door, about the height of a person and half the width of a person! The material of this door was unknown. After being soaked in the water for many years, there was no trace of rust. The surface was smooth and flat, and it was almost integrated with the surrounding rocks. If he had not had a keen sense, he would have found it very difficult to notice.
"Found it!"
Ye Tian was delighted and carefully examined the metal door. There were no obvious handles or keyholes on the door, only an inconspicuous groove with a somewhat peculiar shape.
He tried to push it with his inner energy, but the metal door remained unmoved.
After pondering for a moment, Ye Tian suddenly remembered that among Ye Qingmei's belongings, there seemed to be a strangely shaped metal plaque. He immediately took out the metal plaque from his pocket—it was the one he had found in the secret room of the Fan family mansion and had kept close to his body ever since.
I compared the metal plate with the groove, and they fit together perfectly!
He gently pressed the metal plate into the groove.
"Click,"
A soft click came from behind the door, and then, without a sound, the heavy metal door slid open a crack. A stream of dry, slightly warm air escaped from the crack, creating a stark contrast with the cold lake water.
Without further hesitation, Ye Tian slipped inside.
The metal door slowly closed behind him, completely isolating him from the lake.
Before you lies a downward staircase, its walls inlaid with some kind of unidentified luminescent crystal, emitting a soft, non-glaring light. After descending about several dozen steps, the path suddenly opens up.
A vast underground space appeared before Ye Tian!
The space was at least the size of several basketball courts, with an extremely high dome. The walls and floor were made of some kind of smooth alloy, gleaming with a cold metallic sheen. The air was dry and fresh, without the stuffiness and dampness one might expect from living underground, clearly indicating an excellent ventilation and moisture-proof system.
In the center of the space stood several enormous, oddly shaped "instruments," covered with various indicator lights and intricate wiring, emitting a soft hum, clearly still in operation. Beside these instruments was a massive metal structure, resembling a small mountain, connected to countless thick cables—the very "large generator" mentioned in Ye Qingmei's notes! It provided a continuous supply of power to the entire secret chamber.