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Chapter 17: Three Years of Prosperity
With the breaking of the energy lines of the Twelve Fierce Warriors, the twelve energy lines emanating from the Overlord also snapped.
The formation was disrupted, and Zhang Jiao let out a muffled groan, taking a half step back. His injuries were minor, but his expression was one of shock. Fan Zeng and Yu Ji were equally astonished, and of course, both the Boss and Boss Lady, as well as Lian Yun, were not exempt from their surprise.
However, the three dared not show any signs of relaxation. In an instant, they exerted all their strength to pin the Overlord firmly onto the stone coffin, rendering him immobile.
The Overlord possessed only C Grade king-level strength; even a slight tremor could disrupt Zhang Jiao's formation. This might be related to his body having special abilities, but it was undeniable that the Overlord was indeed formidable.
Lian Yun and the others could hardly imagine what would have happened if the Overlord had possessed self-awareness from the very beginning. Zhang Jiao's self-proclaimed infallible formation would have been shattered in an instant, and even the confident Boss and Boss Lady would have been thrown away in a heartbeat.
Just thinking about such a scenario sent chills down their spines and left them with lingering fears.
Now, although the Overlord was reduced to merely C Grade king-level status, none of them dared to be careless. They once again poured all their efforts into restraining him.
However, after just a short while—only a few breaths—the three felt that the Overlord had stopped struggling.
They exchanged puzzled glances but seemed to understand each other without words and continued to exert pressure. It wasn't until nearly half a moment had passed and they were completely certain that the Overlord was no longer resisting that they slowly released their hold on him.
The Overlord remained motionless, as if resigned to his fate.
Lian Yun and the others took half a step back simultaneously. After several breaths, the Overlord still did not move. Yet suddenly, he sprang up with a leap, his body moving like the wind.
An aura emanated from him—not overwhelmingly strong but undeniably domineering—conveying a sense that one man could hold back thousands or that he could sweep away all opposition.
"Overlord~~" Yu Ji exclaimed, flying to his side and gazing at him with adoration.
It seemed as though she had witnessed the true Overlord reborn.
The Twelve Fierce Warriors emerged from their petrified remains; however, even now, these Fierce Soldiers appeared emaciated like mere shadows. Their Soul Bodies flickered uncertainly, on the verge of collapse at any moment.
Yet they remained resolute, kneeling on one knee in unison and declaring, "We pay our respects to the Overlord."
The voice, though not particularly loud and carrying a hint of frailty, still resonated with a certain clangor.
However, the Overlord remained unmoved, standing there like a statue.
Fan Zeng's Soul Body wavered slightly due to his agitation, but he still resolutely took two steps forward and said with a voice full of resentment, "Useless illegitimate child! With me not by your side, you can't even protect your own head. Hurry down and follow Father to retrieve your head!"
Though it was a scolding, the tone sounded like a loving father's call to his son.
As Fan Zeng finished speaking, the Overlord stepped forward, moving with an air of authority. With another step, he landed firmly, and by the third step, he stood before Fan Zeng.
His body was as straight as a peak, exuding a sense of strength.
Yu Ji naturally followed closely behind the Overlord.
With a nod from Fan Zeng, he turned and led the Overlord and Yu Ji onward, with the Twelve Fierce Warriors following closely behind.
However, Lian Yun hurriedly called out, "Senior Fan, please wait!"
Fan Zeng halted, and the Overlord stopped as well. Yet he blocked Fan Zeng's path, forcing Fan Zeng to sidestep in order to see Lian Yun.
Lian Yun rushed over and bowed deeply to Fan Zeng, saying, "The Twelve Fierce Warriors currently following you and the Overlord may not be of much use. I possess a talent that might help them regain their potential and enhance their strength. When we meet again, I can dissolve the contract so they can continue to follow the Overlord. What do you think?"
Turning around earnestly, Lian Yun bowed deeply to the Twelve Fierce Warriors as if seeking their favor.
But Boss erupted in anger, shouting, "You little brat~~~"
Without raising his head, Lian Yun explained, "I am about to head to Yin Yang City. Three years from now is Grandmother Elder Lady's Sixty Birthday Celebration; I must return. If I have twelve loyal warriors assisting me, I can act without worry."
"Although dissolving the contract will harm my soul, having twelve warriors' support should allow me to gain even more."
It seemed that the enhancement provided by the twelve warriors would outweigh the damage caused by breaking the contract.
Seeing that it had come to this point, the Boss could no longer oppose, but he was still fuming.
However, Zhang Jiao nodded and said, "Three years? Three years is very good!"
"Why do you say that, Senior Zhang?" Boss Lady asked.
Zhang Jiao waved his hand, condensing a Huaxia Map with his Soul Power. On the edges of the map, there were several black dots.
"Although I do not know what kind of grand formation the Peerless Demon Master intends to set up, looking at the places where his troops have appeared over the years, there are some areas devoid of humanity that need not be mentioned. This outer region where the human race is concentrated is likely the last remaining place."
"I believe that within three to five years, he will inevitably launch an attack on the capital. By then, the grand formation will be completed, and it will also signal the moment to act."
"While it may not take just five years and could happen within five years, after five years, those outside of Huaxia will likely be excluded from the grand formation. Thus, three years is indeed very good."
"Remember, you must return within three years!" Zhang Jiao said solemnly to Lian Yun.
Although he could not determine the exact timing, returning within three years was guaranteed; beyond that, there were no assurances. That was why Zhang Jiao spoke so firmly.
To be honest, while Lian Yun had some guesses, he was not as certain as Zhang Jiao. However, seeing his analysis made the possibility much higher.
Lian Yun nodded seriously and then looked at Fan Zeng.
"Is it not a one-sided sacrifice?" Fan Zeng asked.
He had not yet thanked Lian Yun for awakening the Overlord's spirit and naturally did not wish for Lian Yun to bear all the costs alone.
Lian Yun immediately nodded and said, "It is truly what I desire."
Fan Zeng nodded and looked at the Twelve Fierce Warriors. "What do you all think?"
"We will follow Master Fan's instructions."
Although the Twelve Fierce Warriors displayed an attitude of obedience, there was a hint of excitement in their tone.
They were willing to die for the Overlord, and they followed him to the end. However, while their potential had not completely vanished, it was now almost depleted. To truly elevate their realm would be more difficult than for renowned generals; it might take them a century to reach the A-rank Spirit level, let alone anything beyond that.
Feeling so useless, they had no face to remain by the Overlord's side.
It would be better to follow Lian Yun for three years first, regain their strength, and then return to stand by the Overlord.
Since, as Lian Yun said, everyone had their own needs, they felt no significant psychological burden. For now, they would fully support Lian Yun for three years.
After all, they had waited for over two thousand years; three years was nothing to them. To them, three years might just be a blink of an eye.
Fan Zeng nodded and said, "Alright, even if it's temporary, you may devote yourselves wholeheartedly."
"Understood!"
"We ask Young Master Yun to temporarily take us in!"
Twelve mysterious clouds floated before Lian Yun.
(End of Chapter)
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