God of Pets-Chapter 634: Never Again Human in the Next Life

"No need, just focus on doing your own thing," Chen Guan said.

Gao Weiqiang nodded and thought to himself, "Doing my own thing means I can't just take down one enemy general."

Chen Guan didn't know what Gao Weiqiang was thinking and assumed he understood him.

After chatting with Gao Weiqiang for a while, Chen Guan figured out his recent cultivation progress.

With Chen Guan's abundant supply of Heavenly and Earthly Treasures, Gao Weiqiang reached the Sixth Sense level some time ago, and now he's at level 58, reaching level 60 won't take long.

Gao Weiqiang also replaced his Secret Technique with a unique one called "Lonely Heart Formula."

It was Gao Weiqiang's choice when Chen Guan offered him options from the King of Great Xia's treasury, and he picked this unique technique.

After examining it, Chen Guan agreed that this technique suited him very well.

The Lonely Heart Formula is quite peculiar, the lonelier a person, the faster they can practice it.

Gao Weiqiang isn't much of a talker, so soon there was no topic left between them.

Gao Weiqiang continued sharpening his blade, as Chen Guan sat nearby, sipping tea and watching him.

Chen Guan also knew how to sharpen knives, so he found Gao Weiqiang's technique fascinating.

Sharpening blades is about achieving sharpness, but not all blades pursue absolute sharpness.

Especially battlefield weapons, which aren't necessarily better when they are razor-sharp.

The sharper the blade, the thinner it is, making it more prone to shattering.

Hence, battlefield blades are primarily for slashing, with thicker blades, except for a slightly sharp tip.

Regardless of how sharp the blade is desired, it generally maintains a 20 to 30-degree edge during sharpening, requiring a specific angle between the blade and the sharpener.

But Gao Weiqiang wasn't applying this method. He placed the entire blade against the sharpener, thinning the blade with each stroke.

His dagger-like blade was now thinner than a sheet of paper, but he remained dissatisfied, continuing to sharpen it.

Chen Guan watched silently, only getting up to leave when reminded of other tasks.

As he left, Gao Weiqiang was still sharpening his blade.

Most of the preparations were complete, Chen Guan used the King of Great Xia's treasury to arm the now-expanded Purple Sun Corps, consisting of four hundred and twelve soldiers, nearly to the teeth.

All soldiers were equipped with full sets of Peerless Equipment and companions, along with various Secret Skills and he even added a combination skill.

Chen Guan didn't lack more combination skills, but there was no time to train so many skills, and most require specific talents or Celestial Duties, making them unsuitable for all soldiers.

The Purple Sun Corps had varied talents, their Celestial Destiny Stars weren't unified, but fortunately, most were cavalry or related.

So, Chen Guan selected a common combination skill for them to practice, named "Charge," requiring only three simple Secret Skills to perform, making it relatively simple and effective.

This was the most suitable combination skill Chen Guan could currently find, future adjustments would be needed.

With such a small unit, the combination skill couldn't achieve extremely powerful results.

"Winning this battle means securing a place within the Grotto Heaven," Chen Guan thought, planning to bring Ji Nanhong over once he'd conquered some territory. He'd tell her, gesturing to the endless land and city after city, "My love, this is the kingdom I've won for you, indulge without restraint."

Yet, the Celestial Court Army must still be contested; it's the official army bringing many conveniences and accessing resources unavailable to local powers.

Planning to enter the Great Cave Heaven, holding a position within the Celestial Court Army, he could freely navigate the Ten Great Grotto Heavens, and the Ten Great Families wouldn't dare to trouble the Celestial Court Army's leader.

Purple Sun City soared through the air, continuously approaching Mute City's direction.

...

Currently, Mute City has seen most of its buildings collapse; the majority resort to sheltering amidst the ruins.

Most people appear gaunt, like deformed creatures.

Mute City hasn't seen a full meal for ages, let alone obtaining resources for cultivation.

Many cultivators show signs of declining cultivation and Primordial Energy.

A man gazed at his emaciated wife, eyes filled with sorrow, pity, and deep self-blame.

His wife unexpectedly became pregnant, under normal circumstances, they could return to the Divine Land to give birth.

But here, they couldn't let the child be born, or else it'd become a Demon.

Even if they accepted having a Demon child, they couldn't allow it to be born here; such children would die painfully.

Modern Mute City is a life-forbidden zone, like a Hell on Earth.

"Child… your timing is off… this isn't the human world… we can't let you be born in Hell…" The man stared at his wife's belly, slowly raised his hand but couldn't let it fall.

It was his child, how could he bear to kill him before birth?

But he had no choice, no other option.

Giving birth would be a choice crueler than death.

The man's hand trembled, slowly reaching toward his wife's belly.

"No…" His wife, who had her eyes closed, suddenly opened them, grasped the man's hand, her tearless eyes pleading, "There's still time, it's months before the due date; if we leave the Secret Realm by then, we can have him."

"We don't have months… no one can guarantee we'll survive a few days…" The husband shut his eyes in pain.

"Then don't bother, we'll all die eventually." The wife replied.

The husband sighed as the growing baby took more of his wife's nutrients, but they had no food, let alone nourishment for her.

Ultimately, the man chose to let go; hope in life had already vanished, with only Hell ahead, they'd walk into Hell as a family of three.

"Boom!"

A radiant beam exploded in the sky, shaking the temporarily activated city shield like it might shatter any moment.

The Demons attacked again; it was the seventeenth time in three days, with the city shield frequently broken, lacking energy supply, practically ineffective.

The man held his wife, sitting in the ruins, looking at the glowing sky with dull, gloomy eyes.

His wife leaned against him, closed her eyes, a dry tear slid down her cheek, "In the next life… let's not be human…"