I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield

Chapter 815 - 562: Safe Return, Shocking Upheaval (Part 2)

But in the vast Star Sea, with countless star systems and nebulae densely populated, the chance of randomly encountering a passing spaceship is akin to finding a needle in a haystack—nearly impossible.

The Pill Masters looked at each other, anxiety and unease spreading in their hearts.

Having barely escaped from the hell of Subspace, are they to starve to death, to be worn out in this cold void of space, ultimately becoming mummified drifters?

With their Spiritual Energy cultivation, they could indeed survive briefly in space, but prolonged lack of energy supply and oxygen is something even the strongest Spiritualist cannot withstand.

Especially the younger Pill Masters, they can’t hold out for long at all.

At this moment, even the usually composed Yun He Li began to look grave, his mind racing to find a way out, yet no matter how hard he racked his brains, he could think of no feasible solution.

In this boundless Star Sea, they were as insignificant as dust, forced to wait passively, utterly powerless to resist.

Just as everyone was sinking into despair, with the atmosphere growing ever heavier, a gentle and assured soul transmission slowly rang out, dispelling the gloom in everyone’s hearts:

"Don’t worry everyone, I have already prepared."

As soon as the words fell, Qin Tian’s lips curled into a serene smile. With a wave of his hand, a silver light suddenly flashed, and a luxurious spaceship, silver-white and smooth-lined, appeared out of nowhere before everyone’s eyes. The ship was massive, its hull engraved with exquisite star patterns, exuding a high-tech grandeur and intimidating power, surrounded by a faint energy barrier isolating the cold and radiation of space.

"Welcome everyone, aboard my private spaceship—the Explorer."

Qin Tian’s voice, through soul transmission, clearly reached everyone’s ears.

Seeing this spaceship that appeared out of thin air, everyone was initially frozen in place, faces full of shock and disbelief, as if they couldn’t believe their eyes.

The next second, overwhelming joy swept through them again, with excited soul transmissions rising and falling.

"A spaceship! It’s a spaceship! We’re saved!"

"General Qin, it’s got to be you!"

"This is great, we can go home now!"

The despair and anxiety in everyone’s hearts vanished instantly, replaced by radiant smiles. Their gazes toward Qin Tian were filled with admiration and gratitude.

This young Major General always finds a way out of desperate situations for them.

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"Still no news?"

In the Judgement Court meeting hall, the atmosphere was so heavy it was almost tangible.

The two deputy chiefs sat at the head, their brows tightly knit, surrounded by an impenetrable gloom.

On both sides, the captains of various squads and the black-robed Judges sat in sequence, each face marked by heaviness and an undeniable anxiety.

These days, they pulled out all the stops, uprooting the Xieshen Association’s bases hidden within the royal star and its eight satellites, unearthing thousands of deeply hidden Evil God Followers.

This was supposed to be a monumental achievement worthy of the greatest accolades from the Judgement Court, yet it brought not a shred of joy to anyone present.

For in this turmoil, a fatal lapse allowed an extremely distinguished figure to be kidnapped by the Xieshen Association.

That person was Yun He Li.

Yun He Li, the indomitable beacon of the Empire’s pill path, the spiritual icon in the hearts of numerous Pill Masters, a frequent guest among the empire’s top officials, even receiving respect from the Royal Majesty himself.

His mishap caused an uproar at the Empire’s high echelons; in their fury, even the monumental achievements of destroying the Xieshen strongholds appeared trivial compared to this severe blunder.

As the head of the Judgement Court, Marshal Lin was under enormous pressure amid this storm.

His political adversaries seized this lapse to relentlessly attack, their accusations unending in the courts, rumors spreading like wildfire outside. The public’s outrage was all directed at the Judgement Court, with constant slander and abuse.

"What’s the point of destroying a few bases? Isn’t it your incompetence that let the Evil God Followers infiltrate the royal star’s core without detection?"

"Why was Elder Yun captured? Isn’t it because you have moles in your team? If you can’t even guard your own ranks, how can you protect the Empire?"

The details of Cangwu Mountain had long been deliberately leaked, overnight turning the Judgement Court into the target of universal condemnation.

"Useless," "Garbage," "Idiot," unpleasant insults of all kinds were heaped upon the members of the Judgement Court.

Once hailed as the "Sword of the Empire," the Judgement Court was now nearly fallen to the "Shame of the Empire," utterly disgraced.

In the meeting hall, each person’s heart was filled with suppressed anger, mixed with profound anxiety and unease.

They knew better than anyone that if Elder Yun He Li truly met with misfortune or was converted by the Evil God, not only would the Judgement Court be eternally nailed to the pillar of historical shame, but their own situation would also become precarious.

Even if they didn’t fall apart, their power would surely be vastly reduced, and their standing would plummet, a conclusion they were unwilling to accept at any cost.

"Still no news," Yang Lingfeng sat on one side, his expression calm, his tone betraying little emotion, yet deep in his eyes, a subtle hint of worry was hidden.

Upon hearing this, the expressions of everyone present grew heavier, the atmospheric pressure around them lowering even further.

Nearly everyone, silently in their hearts, had pronounced a "death sentence" for Elder Yun He Li.

That’s Subspace, a place even tier nine space powerhouses are unwilling to tread lightly, dangerously unpredictable.

Not to mention, Yun He Li was kidnapped by Evil God Followers, and ten days had already passed, he was likely thoroughly transformed by the Power of the Evil God, turned into a puppet of the Evil God.

At this moment, they had no choice but to face reality—how to address the ensuing storm, how to minimize the negative impact of this incident, how to quell the Empire’s high-level fury, and how to withstand their political adversaries’ unrelenting pressure.