Starforce Warriors-Chapter 532: Time Reversal (1)

He had lived through countless chaotic situations and brushed past many people since coming to this era. Yet the only person who had truly touched his heart was the young lady. What’s more, Old Tan was more than just a father-in-law to him; he was also a mentor, a friend, and a father figure.

"Look into the details for me," Li Xiaofei said after thinking for a moment. "But keep it discreet. Don't leave too many traces, and make sure no one knows you're investigating this."

Tsukiha Yaiba held a glass of red wine in her hand, smiling. "Don’t worry, I’ve already started."

She swayed her hips and moved closer with a suggestive glint in her eyes.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Li Xiaofei immediately grew alert. "I’m at a critical point in my cultivation, and I’m avoiding women for now..."

Tsukiha Yaiba simply smiled and sat down on his lap. Then, she slowly poured the red wine down his neck. The icy sensation of the wine as it slid down his skin, combined with its faint aroma, tantalized his senses, creating a blend of cold and heat that stirred the most primal desires.

Tsukiha Yaiba leaned in, her breath warm and fragrant as her hands wrapped around Li Xiaofei’s neck. She moved closer and slowly began to lick the red wine off his skin.

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Li Xiaofei exhaled deeply, his resolve gradually faltering.

Damn it. Looks like I’d need to put in extra practice with my spear technique tonight.

He reached out and grabbed hold of the softness he had, in a sense, personally nurtured with both hands. What was once flat terrain had transformed into two well-developed and substantial hills. This was his handiwork, after all.

Li Xiaofei shamelessly molded them into whatever shapes he fancied, indulging himself. Seated in his chair, he looked down as Tsukiha Yaiba’s cherry-red lips trailed downward, licking as they went.

The so-called Flower of Jiepeng had entirely embraced this indulgence and had even explored new ways to revel in it. During this process, not only did she experience unparalleled pleasure, but her bloodline continued to purify and evolve.

Her Golden Lizard King bloodline had reached 96 percent purity. Once it reached 100 percent, she would experience atavism and achieve her ancestral form. This would unlock the hidden treasures buried deep within her genetic lineage. At that point, Tsukiha Yaiba’s strength would ascend to an unimaginable level, almost as if she were entering an entirely new plane of existence. For her, time was of the essence.

***

In the slave camp in Tokyo Base City.

The air was thick with a stench that lingered everywhere. Dilapidated stone houses, wooden shacks, earthen pits, and thatched huts stretched endlessly across the slave camp.

Countless raggedly dressed slaves lived within the camp. Their expressions were numb and lifeless. Only the emaciated children, running around naked as they played, bore faint smiles on their faces.

It was within this grim setting that the Great Xia Dragon Group had established a temporary base.

“Group leader, we’ve repeatedly verified the information. It’s reliable,” said Truth Listener. “This time, those Jiepeng dogs plan to use the blood of our Great Xia officials for their sacrificial ceremony. The ones they’ve selected are two officials currently detained in the Temple concentration camp: Tan Zhenwei and Zhou Rulong. Both were former city leaders of Great Xia base cities and have shown the most unyielding resistance in the concentration camp.”

The so-called temporary base was nothing more than a stone house. Houses like these were commonplace in the chaotic districts that were home to over two million slaves. They were like broken stones scattered across a muddy swamp of filth and decay.

Seven people were inside the house. Apart from the intelligence team leader Truth Listener, who had just spoken, Dragon Scale, Turtle, Electron Spark, White Wolf, Jade Toe, and Madman stood in a circle. These were the six most senior members of the Great Xia Dragon Group operating in Tokyo.

Dragon Scale was the deputy group leader of the Tokyo unit. The former group leader, Fei Suo, had heroically sacrificed himself four months ago during a battle to cover the retreat of his comrades. Rumor had it that his skull had been taken by the Jiepeng royal family's Blade Saint, one of the Four Saints, and turned into a chamber pot.

Yet, the Dragon Group members could not seek revenge. They were forbidden from indulging in personal vendettas. Their mission demanded that they remain hidden, preserving their usefulness to fight for Great Xia when the moment was most critical.

"Group leader, should we launch a rescue mission?" Madman and the others turned to Dragon Scale. "If we activate the comrades planted within the royal family, we might obtain the Jiepeng execution plans. Perhaps we could find a way to save them."

Dragon Scale remained silent for a long moment before finally shaking his head. Their purpose was not to save individuals. Even if they had to watch their comrades die a cruel death, they were bound to silence. If necessary, they might even have to kill their own brothers with their own hands. It was the cruelest fate in the world. But it was the destiny of undercover operatives.

"The Jiepeng forces are on the verge of launching an all-out war against Great Xia," Dragon Scale began, his voice heavy. "They possess divine weapons like the Ring of Star Beasts. If they manage to pull off a full-scale sacrificial activation, they could drive a full tenth of the Pacific star beasts into madness and send them ashore along Great Xia's southern coasts."

"When that happens, our homeland will face utter devastation."

"Our mission now is singular."

"Disrupt the Jiepeng plan."

"Destroy the Ring of Star Beasts."

"Rescue people? I want to as well," Dragon Scale said, his tone filled with a fleeting pain before his expression turned resolute. "But we no longer have the time or resources."

"For Great Xia, for the countless compatriots depending on us, we must succeed this time. And..."

As he spoke, Dragon Scale hesitated for a moment. His gaze swept across the faces of the other six members.

“Comrades, this might very well be the last mission of our lives.” His tone was solemn, almost reverent.

In that instant, the expressions of the other six shifted as well, reflecting the same solemn reverence. The last mission! It signified the immense difficulty of the task. It also meant that the likelihood of their survival was slim. They would most likely perish in this mission.

“To sacrifice our lives for the nation’s crisis. To face death without fear!”

The group murmured in unison, their voices low but resolute. Those thirteen words were the lifelong creed of every member of the Great Xia Dragon Group. It was also the highest ideal that kept them enduring the hardships of life in a foreign land.

Dragon Scale then began assigning tasks. Each sub-task of the final mission was unprecedented in difficulty and danger. The moment they initiated action, exposure and mortal peril were almost guaranteed.

Yet, for the sake of their homeland, none of them wavered for a second. Soon, the mission plan titled The Eternal Dragon’s Roar was fully divided and detailed. The six members would return to their respective areas to further familiarize themselves with the final mission.

Dragon Scale looked at them one last time and said, “My brothers, it has been an honor to work alongside you in this lifetime.”

A smile spread across his face. Strangely, it carried a sense of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

“May the heavens bless Great Xia!” he said.

The six members immediately saluted him in unison. However, just as they were about to turn and leave, an unexpected development occurred. An urgent, top-secret message was being transmitted to Dragon Scale’s encrypted light core. As he read the contents, his expression subtly shifted.

He looked at the group and said, “I am announcing that the Eternal Dragon’s Roar mission is canceled.”

“What?”

“Canceled?”

Madman, Truth Listener, and the others were utterly stunned.

This crucial mission had undergone countless rounds of deliberation and was built on the sacrifices of dozens of comrades’ lives. It was already at the final stage and ready for execution. But now, it was to be canceled?

“What happened?” Electron Spark asked, his voice filled with confusion.

Dragon Scale wasted no time in explaining, saying, “Great Xia Headquarters has issued a new SSS-level priority mission. At all costs, rescue comrades Tan Zhenwei and Zhou Rulong.”

The six members exchanged puzzled glances.

Cancel the Eternal Dragon’s Roar mission to save people?

This went entirely against the organization's usual discipline and operational style.

But Dragon Scale continued slowly, “Ensure the life of Comrade Tan Zhenwei is preserved above all else.”

The six were seasoned underground operatives. They only needed that sentence to understand. The primary target of this mission was Tan Zhenwei. It was highly likely that Tan Zhenwei carried some kind of critical secret.

It was a secret so significant that the Dragon Group was willing to abandon their prior mission entirely and expend every available resource to rescue him.

“Looks like we need to carefully plan the rescue operation,” Dragon Scale said. “If anyone has ideas, speak up. We don’t have much time. The opening ceremony of the Jiepeng Consortium’s annual meeting is at at 8 a.m. tomorrow.”

Truth Listener, as the head of the intelligence team, immediately chimed in and said, “According to the intel we have, the two comrades will be transferred from the Jiepeng Temple at 6 a.m. and escorted to the plaza outside the venue. At 8:10 a.m., they will be publicly executed by beheading at the plaza. However, we still lack details about the escort route and the number of troops involved.”

The group began discussing. The mission had come so suddenly, so they had many gaps in their intelligence. Even with every effort to mobilize their undercover personnel for further information, it would take time. The debate centered on whether to initiate the rescue during the transfer or at the execution site.

At the same time, all seven unanimously acknowledged the harsh reality: with the Dragon Group’s current resources and firepower in Tokyo, the likelihood of a successful rescue was extremely slim.