72 Solar Bulwark

After bidding farewell to everyone, Su Ping and Fan Yujing went to the front counter of the base to apply for departure and to have the Nether Ore decontaminated. Once this was done, they could head to the designated pick-up station inside the base city to retrieve the ore.

Without wasting any time, they took their car to travel back to the city in the middle of the night.

When they reached the major intercity highway, the horizon was already brightening up. On the front passenger seat, Su Ping yawned in boredom and began checking what he earned for finishing the rescue mission.

“Solar Bulwark…?”

It seemed to be a skill designed to enhance his body. He didn’t have to read the book because its content was already imprinted in his brain.

“Let me see… Solar Bulwark is a bodily cultivation art created by an ancient clan of mythical creatures called the Jinwu, or ‘the golden sun crow’. Those who master this art will receive devastating strength that can punch through mountains and lands. Once perfected, it will even allow its user to shatter the stars and resurrect from fatal injuries.

Their car had entered the city area. Soon, they reached the street where Su Ping had been picked up the other day.

“We’re here.” Fan Yujing parked the car and was going to see Su Ping off.

Su Ping was already leaving. “I’ll be seeing you.”

“Thank you for your help. Really.”

“Don’t mention it.”

Fan Yujing saw Su Ping going away without looking back and shook his head with a bitter smile.

…

“Hey mom?”

Su Ping’s plan of sneaking back into his bedroom went bust when he saw his mother, Li Qingru, waiting right inside the living room. What was worse, Li Qingru was giving him a cold gaze that made him feel as if he were being stared down by an actual Beast King.

“Did you tire yourself out? Oh dear. Are you hungry?”

“Yeah, uh, sorta.”

“Go wash your face. You look awful. I’ll prepare breakfast. And remember to wake your sister up. If you’re feeling unwell, you can take the day off.”

Once again, Su Ping felt glad that he had a home and someone who cared for him in this cruel world.

“Thanks, mom.”

He went to the bathroom to get washed as told, although he might need some more time to take care of his watering eyes.

Once this was done, he went to Su Lingyue’s room upstairs. He didn’t need to knock on the door because Su Lingyue came out first as if she knew this would happen.

Su Lingyue gave him an unfriendly glare, pushed him aside, and walked away.

“Don’t stay outside at night again.”

Su Ping raised an eyebrow, not sure what she meant by that.