Deities: Starting From Goblins

Chapter 489: 304_Zhen_1

“Friend, Lowen Shingo.” Logan only spoke six words, but the next moment the middle-aged man retracted his imposing aura. After being momentarily stunned, he invited Logan and his companions into the tent.

The reason Logan dared to reveal his identity wasn’t due to his audacity, but his judgement that the man was not a villain. From the man’s eyes, Logan saw dashes of hardship—his white hair implied that he had experienced a drastic event that had deeply saddened him.

As soon as they sat down, Celica Shingo gave a bitter smile, “You men really value your friendships. Lowen Shingo is fortunate to have gained such friends in his life. It’s a pity, though, you should not have come. You all are too weak to fight against the major forces, unless a Saint Seat holder could be on standby.”

“We must save him, victory or defeat is still uncertain.” Logan answered calmly. Celica Shingo was already a Half-step Saint Seat holder, yet he was this hopeless? Shouldn’t he still hold a sliver of hope to rescue Lowen Shingo? As a father, he shouldn’t just wallow in sadness, but should be ready to fight fiercely if necessary.

“You don’t understand. The several factions have already planned this trap for us. They are waiting for you to attempt rescue, suspecting that you have absconded with the Demon Beast tribe’s Supreme Treasure and the opportunity granted by the Beast King and the Heavenly Saint Daoist. Your coming is simply walking into their trap.”

“You might be holding onto a slim chance, but you have no clue about the strength of those sects. There are six Half-step Saint Seats, and more than a dozen Strong Dominators among them. This force can sweep away anything, and you are only in the Realm of the Throne — the strength gap is indescribable.”

Celica Shingo wasn’t belittling them, it’s just that he himself, already at the Half-step Saint Seat, didn’t have any confidence, let alone the courage to fight. Losing would mean the demise of his entire sect, not to mention Logan’s team. They would be caught instantly.

Bart Cloud shook his head, feeling only pity upon watching Celica Shingo. Was it possible for a father to act so cowardly? Considering Celica was already a Half-step Saint Seat holder, he probably would never reach the Saint Seat Realm in his life, as he lacked the courage and demeanor of a strong person. How could he defy all odds and move forward?

Celica Shingo, with a profound gaze, spoke to the group: “Lowen Shingo’s misfortune was his fate, and I don’t wish for you to join hands in it. I’ve met with Lowen Shingo before, and he only had one request: if his friends came to rescue him, I must ensure their safety.”

“No need for further discussions. If you have the slightest bit of conscience left, tell us where Lowen Shingo is imprisoned. Whether we can save him or not is our business. Success or failure has nothing to do with you.”

Logan waved his hand, not wanting to waste any more time. “Go ahead, there is only four hours left until dawn. We need to plan out the rescue operation in detail — we can’t waste time finding where Lowen Shingo is locked up!”

“It seems I spoke so much to be ignored.” Celica Shingo was stunned after hearing Logan’s words. He had thought that the trio would retreat upon knowing the difficulties, but they rather struck him with a steel fist of determination. Instead of being scared away, they were even more resolved to save Lowen Shingo.

In comparison, he began to feel incompetent as a father. Why hadn’t he harbored any desire to rescue his own son? When he had visited Lowen Shingo, his son must have wanted to gauge his determination. However, he had continuously avoided his son’s gaze and hid his own cowardice.

With constant internal questioning, Celica came to realize that his reluctance to act was not really due to the fear of the Shingo Sect’s destruction, but his own fear of facing several Half-step Saint Seats alone.

Finally reaching this level on his cultivation journey, he saw a potential future when he could step into the Saint Seat Realm, and he didn’t want his life to end there. Even when facing his only son, he was afraid. However, the determination of Logan and his companions awakened him to a deeper realization. Suddenly, he felt found wanting. Even outsiders had the resolve to risk their lives to save Lowen Shingo.

“Alright, Lowen Shingo is being held in a camp 300 meters away. However, there are three Dominator Realm guards inside, and more than a hundred guards in the Throne Realm stationed outside. To sneak in without anyone noticing and rescue him is close to impossible.”

Celica Shingo threw his hands up in defeat. If these people insisted on rescuing Lowen Shingo regardless of the consequences, why should he stop them? If these three were to be captured by the major forces and inadvertently divulge information on the Demon Beast tribe’s Supreme Treasure, and the opportunity granted by the Beast King and Heavenly Saint Daoist, his son’s life might be spared.

Upon hearing this, Shingo Butcher drew a sharp breath. He had thought there was still a chance of survival, but now he slumped his shoulders. Even if Logan had a mysterious array setting method, setting an array would surely cause a big commotion, and that’s not even considering if they could withstand the guards. Being able to pull it off unnoticed was doubtful.

Logan looked serious as he weighed his options. To rescue Lowen Shingo without being noticed would be impossible. Even as strong as he was, there was no way he could deceive several Dominator Strong Ones. The only method was to set an array. However, the spiritual energy fluctuation from the setup would be detected by a Half-step Saint Seat holder.

Bart Cloud cared less for subtlety and spoke up directly, “Useless to be overly cautious, why not just storm in and rescue Lowen Shingo? A straightforward plan could actually be more appropriate. The more we delay, the more difficult it becomes. Another hour has passed, there are only three hours left until dawn, and our situation is steadily worsening.”

“I have an idea. What if we don’t try to rescue Lowen Shingo directly, but instead carry out a deception? These sects don’t care about capturing Lowen Shingo; they are only after the chance from the two Saint Seats.”

Logan suddenly brightened, “We could spread misleading news, saying that we captured those who took the opportunities. This would surely attract the sects’ attention. A large number of experts would go there, leaving their camp’s defense weak. Saving Lowen Shingo would then become much easier.”

“It’s a good strategy, but we must have someone to carry it on from the inside. Someone that those sects will believe; otherwise, no matter how well we play, they will not buy it.”

Bart Cloud looked at Celica Shingo. As the head of a sect and part of the major forces seeking to take the same chances, if Celica Shingo could integrate himself into their plan, the mission would already be halfway completed. Moreover, as this was an attempt to rescue his only son, he was supposed to lend a helping hand.