A Top Scholar in Everything-Chapter 66: Negotiation

There are only fifty Legendary Ships.

Each Legendary Ship has been constructed over generations, consuming massive resources and over a hundred years of refinement before it can officially serve.

Legendary Ships are strategic weapons.

With Magic Energy, Spiritual Technique Machinery, along with the Steam Engine developed to its peak, such a miracle creation was made,

and the spiritual contamination and pressure brought by the Legendary Ship to the Ship Master is not something ordinary people can endure.

The heir has to receive training from a young age.

With Forbidden Spirit Techniques at the core, they establish a psychic link with the heart of the Legendary Ship, which is the Ship Spirit, enduring the immense pressure and contamination from the Legendary Ship to drive it in combat.

Many abilities of the Legendary Ship require the depletion of the Ship Master’s Blood Qi and body and enduring horrific spiritual contamination.

As the saying goes.

The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

That’s roughly the meaning.

On the Iron Throne.

Qiong Yue coldly stared at Pang Fei, sneering: "You have so little faith in him? What if his spirit is strong enough to bear Erza?

Qiong Jiu was only sixteen when he inherited the Forbidden Armor Icebound Valkyrie.

The position we are in today was built on human lives.

A spark can ignite a prairie fire.

Even the weakest flame must blaze the brightest light, illuminating the path for the Human Race to advance.

Out of the Empire’s fifty ships, four have fallen into the hands of the surrender faction due to a lack of successors.

Five more are controlled by fence-sitters.

While I still have the strength, I must complete the handover successfully to pass it on to a reliable successor. Once I can no longer hold on, in your haste, who among you can inherit Erza?"

Pang Fei’s face was alternately blue and red: "Frostbound Martial God is just a piece of Mechanical Armament, but Erza..."

Before he could finish, the old woman interrupted brusquely.

"Baiyu is a descendant of your main battle faction’s representative, and in this generation of the Qiong Family, no one can endure Erza’s terrifying spiritual pressure and contamination.

His Spiritual Contamination Level is zero!

Always zero!

Do you know how difficult it is to find a Martial Artist with zero contamination level?

If I had a choice, do you think I would want to give Erza to an outsider?

I have tried selecting outstanding descendants from the Qiong Family.

But because of this matter.

My own son, my own grandson, all died!

If you do not agree, I can only hand Erza over to the surrender faction.

If everyone is unwilling to take on the responsibility, what is the point of purging dissidents and rectifying the situation?

Baiyu will inherit Erza, and from then on, the Qiong Family will be tied to your war chariot.

Agree or not, it’s your choice!"

The old woman snorted coldly, an invisible pressure erupted like an avalanche.

Controlling the entire Ika Erza, her power in this world was irresistible.

Pang Fei spat blood with a puff, his legs were pressed on the ground by the immense might of the entire space.

Not until a layer of dark gold armor covered his entire body.

Did he resist such a terrifying power, slowly rising from the ground.

However.

He could only just stand up.

He couldn’t even lift his hand now.

"Celestial Trace Armament, instead of being passed to Bai Henshui’s son, was given to you, it seems your relationship with him is indeed profound, no wonder you’re so biased towards Baiyu."

The old woman’s gaze did not change.

Celestial Trace Armament ranks in the top hundred among Mechanical Armaments.

But within Ika Erza, wanting to contend with her power, it is far inferior.

"General Pang, have you made up your mind?"

Qiong Yue slowly stood up.

Next to her, Qiong Jiu’s face was ugly.

She knew it would come to this.

When her elder sister learned Baiyu’s contamination level was zero, she began considering the heir situation; she truly couldn’t hold out, urgently needing a reliable successor.

But Baiyu turned out to be Bai Henshui’s son, which was a shocking secret she only just learned.

Celestial Trace Armament.

Comparable to the Qiong Family’s Icebound Valkyrie, perhaps even surpassing it, with a fearsome reputation in the Empire.

Pang Fei coldly stared at her, gritting his teeth:

"This matter, I can’t make the decision.

If Baiyu understands the stakes and is willing to inherit, it can be done, but only after his spirit can initially withstand Erza’s pressure.

If he’s unwilling, then I can only express regret.

Though there are some clownish figures in the Empire now, they are merely minor ailments. If you adults use Erza to vent your anger, the one ultimately harmed would still be the Qiong Family."

Qiong Yue stared at him, the invisible pressure slowly dissipating: "Let it be as you say, if he himself is unwilling, it will be difficult to control Erza either way."

In the hall.

Baiyu was nearly bored to death waiting.

By then, Pang Fei and Qiong Jiu walked in from the entrance door, neither looking well.

"Uncle Pang?"

Baiyu glanced at him, somewhat surprised.

This expression seemed to only appear when he got caught by his wife on the Dream Ship.

"Baiyu, I need to discuss something very important with you now."

Pang Fei walked up to him, glanced at Erza’s image on the screen, then turned his back, speaking deeply:

"The owner of Erza, your homeroom teacher’s sister, wants to use your spirit to carry Erza’s consciousness.

This isn’t necessarily a bad thing.

Being able to control a Legendary Ship provides sufficient leverage across the entire Empire.

But she’s nearly gone mad, her spirit and body are constantly at risk of collapse.

Your Cultivation is too low now; to initially control a Legendary Ship, you’d need to be at least a High Tier Martial Artist, Tier Seven or above.

The Legendary Ship places an enormous spiritual burden on the Ship Master.

Many High Tier Martial Artists are unable to endure the pressure from a Legendary Ship, suffering mental breakdowns, it’s a double-edged sword.

No matter what she says later, you can just refuse!

I will find another way.

Our military department isn’t without a Legendary Ship.

The control of three Legendary Ships rests with the old generals of Celestial Essence, we don’t fear them."

This was quite a revelation.

Baiyu’s eyes swept over the melancholy Qiong Jiu, then looked at the impassive Erza on the screen, finally landing on Pang Fei’s somewhat fierce face.

The long-standing external conflict of the military filled him with a fierce aura.

A massive amount of information quickly processed in his mind.

"Is this exchange class to find an heir for Erza?"

Baiyu quickly thought of this point.

Pang Fei hesitantly nodded: "There is indeed some consideration in that direction, otherwise Dong Chunsheng wouldn’t have brought everyone to the main ship."

"What happens if no one inherits the ship?"

"The Ship Spirit will lose consciousness, the energy core cannot operate, the body will fall into endless slumber, essentially... becoming scrap metal."

"So someone must inherit?"

"But you can’t, your parents entrusted me to take care of you when they were alive. Having you inherit Erza, I would never be forgiven even in the afterlife. The spiritual pressure of a Legendary Ship is no joke, it’s not child’s play."

"I understand."

Baiyu nodded, focusing on the display.

As a pragmatic man, he naturally wouldn’t be tempted by a Ship Maiden.

This thing could backfire.

Hearing Pang Fei’s tone, the spiritual weight from a Legendary Ship is too excessive for ordinary people to bear.

However, if conditions permit...

Thinking of this, Baiyu looked at the screen.

Behind Erza, an old woman appeared, he didn’t know when, her gaze was kind.

She was trying hard to convey goodwill to Baiyu.

But because of the mental pollution corrosion, her overly aged face could easily substitute as the final boss in a horror film without makeup.

"So, how are you considering? Pang Fei may have already laid out the pros and cons for you,"

The old woman’s voice was gentle.

Baiyu spoke softly: "Once I reach the threshold of a High Tier Martial Artist, I can give it a try. But if I cannot bear it, I will refuse. During this interim, you can continue to search for an heir."

Pang Fei already mentioned she’s nearly insane.

Now is certainly not the time to outright refuse.

No one knows what a person driven to madness might do.

"Waiting for you to reach a High Tier Martial Artist?"

The old woman’s expression twisted briefly, contemplating in her eyes: "Alright, General Pang, do you have any objections?"

"None." Pang Fei shook his head.

Baiyu’s approach was undoubtedly the best under current circumstances.

If he reaches the level of a High Tier Martial Artist, Tier Seven or above, whether Qiong Yue is still alive would still be a question.

"Very well, in that case, take this."

Just as the old woman finished speaking.

A mechanical arm immediately extended from the floor beside Baiyu, holding a metal-made iron box, and handed it to him.