Above The Sky
Chapter 851 - 851 53 Reaping a Bountiful Harvest and Returning Fully Laden 6000_2

851: Chapter 53 Reaping a Bountiful Harvest and Returning Fully Laden (6000)_2 851: Chapter 53 Reaping a Bountiful Harvest and Returning Fully Laden (6000)_2 After bidding farewell to the King of the Mountain, Elder Mantle, and Anfa, Ian returned alone to the Avod Tribe to prepare for his return to the Xiawei Territory.

This Dragon Worship Cult journey was perfect.

He repelled the Emissary from the Fiery Flame Land’s Dragon Worship Cult and found new fragments of the Heavenfall Spaceship.

Ian proved his identity as the Dragon God’s Emissary and helped liberate his own side’s combat power.

According to the King of the Mountain, if he hadn’t been distracted by caring for Sio, even with the power of the Fiery Flame Land, the Ironwing Dragon King would absolutely not have achieved a stalemate as before — It was a True Dragon, unquestionably stronger than the Ironwing Dragon, a Sub-Dragon.

As for Sio, without saying much, as long as he had the strength of the Peak Second Energy Level, he would certainly not drag down the King of the Mountain.

By then, the King of the Mountain at full strength could lead the offensive to counterattack with the Empire’s Mountain People led by the Avod Tribe.

At this moment, Green Tide also returned from the festive banquet of celebrating Mountain People.

The Seaborn Swordsman had clearly drunk a lot of alcohol; even as a Sublimator unaffected by inebriation, the scent of alcohol clinging to him could not be dispersed.

Especially since he was holding a stack of Mountain People’s specialty barley cakes in his arms, consuming them at a rate of half a cake per bite, he seemed quite content.

“How did it go?”

Ian didn’t care in the slightest, but smiled and nodded: “How many did you find?”

“Eight, boss.”

After swallowing the barley cake in his mouth, Green Tide grinned and made a ‘eight’ hand gesture.

He was a professional mercenary; his professional integrity was not so poor that he would eat his fill at a banquet while his Lord was doing something important — The reason Green Tide attended the Mountain People’s banquet was per Ian’s instruction.

He was searching for Scouts in the Avod Tribe based on ‘traits’ provided by Ian.

Of course, enjoying some good food along the way.

Green Tide wandered around the banquet, drank a whole barrel of wine, ate half a table of dishes, and indeed found quite a few Scouts.

It’s magical when you think about it.

In actuality, Ian had only noted the aura left behind by the Dragon Worship Cult Emissary from Fiery Flame Land, Mojian, during their encounter.

Using this aura as a trait, Ian had Green Tide search for the Avod Mountain People whom Mojian might have been in contact with in private, naturally leading to finding some of the Scouts Mojian had cultivated within the Avod Tribe.

Of course, they might not be Scouts but just people who had left behind markings of espionage… the result is the same.

“Leave this list here as a token of gratitude to Elder Mantle; even if it’s not complete, so many people will surely alert the Elder to be vigilant and conduct a screening.”

Ian thought so and praised, “Well done, Green Tide.

Such high efficiency!”

“Of course.”

Green Tide was also quite proud of himself: “Essentially, it’s just like swordplay.

The daily behavior of a person has its rhythm and tempo, once these are disrupted, the whole person’s flavor becomes strange, much like a person adept with a left-handed fast sword suddenly starts using a heavy sword to sweep around, the rhythm and tempo completely jumbled.”

“As long as I detect this strange flavor, I can rapidly find the people related to the type of aura you mentioned, boss!”

——Is it really down to swordplay experience?

Ian was skeptical, but since Green Tide said so, he would take his word for it…

“By the way.”

At this point, an idea sprung into Ian’s mind.

He gestured for Green Tide to come closer, and the Seaborn Swordsman did despite being somewhat confused.

Then, Ian raised his hand to place it on his forehead.

“Huh?”

Green Tide didn’t understand what Ian was doing at first, but soon, he heard Ian’s voice: [Can you hear me?]

Green Tide looked up at Ian and saw that his Lord was just smiling and hadn’t spoken aloud: [It seems you can hear me.

Not bad, this Spirit Energy Technique is indeed worth analyzing.]

“This is?!”

To say Green Tide didn’t understand would be underestimating him.

As an elite mercenary long hired by the Boleyn Workshop, he quickly realized it was some sort of Spirit Energy capable of Mind Communication: [But boss, I remember your Spirit Energy is of the observational type, isn’t it…]

In fact, with Green Tide’s personality, he wouldn’t ask such questions — what exactly was Ian’s Spirit Energy?

What need was there for him to know?

Unless Ian told him himself, Green Tide wouldn’t guess or ask even a single word.

He wasn’t knowledgeable about internal affairs and completely oblivious to politics, but when it came to intelligence and personability, Green Tide has always been not too shabby.

However, the Spirit Energy Network turns such thoughts into communication.

[Just a little technique.]

Ian knew Green Tide wasn’t planning to ask, he was currently experimenting with the accompanying technology ‘Swarm Spirit Network’ obtained from the parallel world’s Swarm, and found this technique to be quite good.

The mind network of the Worm Nest isn’t Spirit Energy; it’s a special Spirit Substance organ, a physical entity serving as a spreader and receiver, extending the network’s range of connection— Ian speculated that within the Swarm, there must be ‘relay insects’ responsible for relay signals, specifically maintaining the Swarm Overlord’s commands and remote control over other Swarms.

Ian mimicked its structure with his own Spirit Energy, then imbued it on Green Tide, enabling them to temporarily share the mind network, allowing Ian and Green Tide to converse mentally and even briefly see what Green Tide could see.

However, this primitive mental Spirit Substance structure transmitted limited information…

especially in terms of mood and thoughts, which required close proximity to function.