Distress Signal

"Priority in choosing one treasure?" Kailun frowned in thought. He never expected Qin Cang to make such a request. Was it excessive? Not exactly, but he was only a World Lord General. No matter how impressive his background was, he was still just a World Lord General, not an Immortal.

"You should think this through. If you explore with me, the gains will definitely be greater than inviting another Marquis," Qin Cang said. "I still possess some life-saving measures left behind by my teacher. If we encounter danger, I am ninety percent certain I can get you out safely. Captain, you need to consider this carefully. Although I can't offer a guarantee, the life-saving items my teacher gave me should be more than enough to handle a treasure of this level."

In fact, Qin Cang didn't really have any life-saving items. If he did, he certainly wouldn't reveal the Huangyan Battle Armor in this situation. Revealing the Star-Eating Grass wouldn't be a problem, but if he brought it out, it would likely sweep the entire field, leaving no room for any meaningful training.

At that point, if it really came down to it, he could bring out Liuguang. Liuguang's core was also crafted from G-Grade Metal, which could count as a form of life-saving measure.

After all, it was just a relic left behind by a Machine Race Marquis; there was no need to reveal too many trump cards. In a desperate situation, bringing out Liuguang or using the Star-Eating Grass would be his absolute limit.

Of course, he would have to judge the situation when the time came. If this were a relic of a King, the danger would increase significantly, and the value of the treasures would rise accordingly. If he wanted to successfully secure the treasures then, he would inevitably have to reveal more of his hand.

But for now, the battle that Kailun had observed from afar could not possibly be at the King level. After all, the combat fluctuations of a King and a Marquis were on entirely different orders of magnitude.

"Ninety percent certainty of survival in danger." Kailun pondered Qin Cang's words. After all, one must consider the consequences before doing anything, but was there any outcome worse than falling in battle?

Of course there was—enslavement. However, the Machine Race had no souls, and it was a fallen Machine Race entity at that, so that point could be disregarded.

Qin Cang's statement was essentially a safety net for this mission, and Kailun was very tempted.

Among the various powerhouses on the Outer-Region Battlefield, those with powerful backgrounds naturally possessed the most life-saving methods. Although Kailun didn't know Qin Cang's true identity, he had made some rough guesses, which made him quite inclined to believe what Qin Cang said.

"Fine, let's do as you say. If we successfully obtain the treasure, you can have priority in choosing one item, but you must ensure our safety on this trip." Kailun finally agreed to Qin Cang's request. After all, compared to failing to get the treasure and merely wasting time for nothing, falling in battle would mean losing everything.

"Haha, Captain, since it's decided, should we now start preparing to purchase the Fire God Source Crystal for 100,000 Hunyuan Units?" Qin Cang laughed. He was very happy to have reached an agreement with Kailun, as he seemed to see the warm, glowing Hunyuan Units waving at him.

"Indeed, the most important thing now is to scrape together those 100,000 Hunyuan Units. I just don't know how long it will take." Kailun gave a bitter smile; 100,000 Hunyuan Units was not a small sum for him.

Qin Cang didn't take it to heart. A mere 100,000 Hunyuan Units—he could take that out right now. When the time came, he could introduce Kailun to a channel where the extra profit he made would likely exceed the cost of purchasing the Fire God Source Crystal.

Just as Qin Cang was about to speak up and invest in Kailun's Fire God Source Crystal, the military system of the Outer-Region Battlefield transmitted a message that brought a spark of joy to his heart.

"We have encountered a Demon Race Immortal and request reinforcements. Location is at..."

"Captain, did you receive the message?" Qin Cang asked. Such messages were usually received by all allies within a certain range. If he received it, Kailun should have received it as well.

"Yes, I received the distress signal too. You want to...?" Kailun instantly understood Qin Cang's intention. He wanted to go and stir up trouble for that Demon Race Immortal. Of course, if they actually succeeded in killing the Demon Race Immortal, wouldn't the 100,000 Hunyuan Units he was missing be within reach?

"Cao Benqi, you need to think this through. The one calling for help is an Immortal. A Demon Race powerhouse that even he cannot defeat must be very strong. We might not be able to handle that Demon Race Immortal, and we could end up getting ourselves killed," Kailun warned. If it were before, he definitely would have ignored the distress signal, but now it was different. If they really killed that Demon Race Immortal, the 100,000 Hunyuan Units would be covered.

"Who said we have to kill the Demon Race Immortal? As long as we rescue the Immortal who called for help, we can demand payment," Qin Cang reminded him.

The rules of the Outer-Region Battlefield dictated that if one invited allies to intervene, a certain price had to be paid. As long as they successfully rescued that Immortal, a mere 100,000 Hunyuan Units would be nothing to an Immortal; one could even say 100,000 was a bargain. Most of the time, paying more than half of one's net worth was considered standard.

"That's right, haha! It's been so long since I've received a distress signal from an ally that I forgot about that part. In that case, we'll be able to go to that place very soon," Kailun laughed heartily.

"Comrades, let's go! Let's rescue this Immortal and collect our commission."

Following Kailun's order, the five World Lord Generals under his command headed toward the location where the Immortal was trapped.

"Captain, that's a Demon Race Immortal with immense power. Are we really a match for them?" Lan Ying asked with concern. They had never done this kind of work before; for so many years, they had only dared to bully the weak. How could they dare to provoke such an enemy?

"The Captain means that we only need to make that Demon Race Immortal retreat. We don't need to kill him. With the Captain and the Immortal who called for help, that's two Immortals. If it's two-on-one, that Demon Race Immortal will likely retreat," Gu Shi explained.

"Exactly, Gu Shi is right. We just need to make that Demon Race Immortal realize the situation is against him and retreat."

"But right now, we don't know which clan that Demon Race Immortal belongs to. If it's one of the Demon Race Royal clans, or even the Imperial clan, we're in big trouble," Lie Feng warned. This was what everyone was worried about.

The Immortal calling for help hadn't specified the exact clan of the Demon, which could only mean one thing: this Demon Race Immortal was from a Royal clan, or perhaps even the Imperial clan.

After all, within the Demon Race, the Royal and Imperial clans were synonymous with power. Within the same realm, the Human Race could rarely contend with them.

The fact that the Immortal was unwilling to specify the clan already spoke volumes.

"I hope it's not the Demon Race Imperial clan," Kailun prayed in his heart, hoping the opponent wouldn't be too strong.

"It better be a Demon Race Royal clan, or even better, the Imperial clan. I've been on the Outer-Region Battlefield for so long and haven't had a proper fight yet. I hope today fulfills that wish. It would be best if it's one of those thick-skinned clans so they can take a beating!" Qin Cang also hoped in his heart.

Meanwhile, somewhere on the Ice Sand Snow Plain, above Lake No. 2921, this had originally been the station for a legion led by an Immortal.

But not long ago, the entire station was attacked by a terrifying gray Sky Wolf. Blazing fire descended from the sky, and the World Lords who touched these flames were instantly reduced to ash, unable to even put up a fight.

With no other choice, the military commander had no option but to call for help from allies in the area.