I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield Chapter 1091 - 669: Secrets Unveiled (Part 3)

Ji Taiyan, Dongfang Haoyue.

One is a high-ranking member of the Royal Family, the other is from a side branch of the Dongfang Clan. The two are worlds apart in status and theoretically should have no intersection.

Why does the Fifth Prince repeatedly attempt to kill Dongfang Haoyue? Besides Dongfang Haoyue, Dongfang Mingyue is also a target of Ji Taiyan — this was something that Marshal Lin intuitively noticed when he secretly dispatched Qin Tian to protect Ming Yue a few years ago.

What is the reason for this?

Qin Tian remained silent, his mind rapidly reviewing the various details of his interactions with the Dongfang siblings, Haoyue and Mingyue, over the years. The seemingly random assassinations, the carefully crafted traps, the sudden crises — when linked together, revealed a clear and bloody path.

An unbelievable guess surfaced from the depths of his mind like an undercurrent.

If that’s the case, then everything makes sense.

Why the Fifth Prince wanted to eliminate the siblings, why he wouldn’t relent even though they were from the Dongfang Clan, why Dongfang Haoyue always said, "You will soon know," yet never directly told him the truth.

It’s just...

Qin Tian’s lips curled into a bitter smile.

Now he is forced to be embroiled in it. From the moment he was with Ming Yue, from the moment he saved Dongfang Haoyue, from the moment he established himself at Ice Extreme Pass — he was no longer an outsider. Trying to extricate himself is already impossible.

The trouble is severe.

...

Main camp of the Dongfang Clan.

The candlelight inside the tent flickered brightly, the atmosphere gentle and warm. Dongfang Haoyue leaned against the back of his chair, a map on the table before him marked with densely packed symbols and routes.

"A Yu, I’ve already killed Wei Dong." Dongfang Haoyue looked at Zhuge Yu sitting opposite him, his eyes showing a cold ember, "The thorn at my side has been removed, and in doing so, I destroyed five Tier Six and three Tier Seven powerhouses of theirs. This time, it really made them bleed heavily."

"Five Tier Six and three Tier Seven." Zhuge Yu lightly shook his feather fan, his lips curving with a slight smile, "That’s truly an investment. Such combat strength would be considered an all-out effort by any Golden Clan. Unfortunately, they encountered that monster Qin Tian. For anyone else, even a Tier Eight Holy Blood, it would be impossible to deal with such a lineup in such a short time."

Dongfang Haoyue didn’t deny it. The strength of Qin Tian, he witnessed it firsthand today, and that shock still lingered in his heart.

"In the short term, they should not act again." Zhuge Yu analyzed, "Losing so many people, even the Fifth Prince, needs to redeploy and regroup, it’s impossible to organize a second siege right away."

"Best if none comes." Dongfang Haoyue said coldly, "Otherwise, whoever comes I’ll kill."

Zhuge Yu paused in silence before suddenly asking, "Do you think you’re up to it, Young Master?"

Dongfang Haoyue fell silent as well.

The tent was so quiet that one could hear the soft crackling of the burning candle. After a while, he slowly shook his head, "If I were confident, I wouldn’t have to fight so hard now. A Yu, you know too... I originally did not wish to do this. It was them who forced me to act."

His eyes revealed a deep hatred, the kind that lay dormant for years, finally finding a crack to vent its scorching breath, "They killed my mother and repeatedly attempted to assassinate me. If I don’t fight back now, how can I establish myself in this world?"

Zhuge Yu saw this and sighed deeply, knowing that if possible, Dongfang Haoyue would absolutely not embark on this path, which is fraught with danger. But the knife was already at his throat, he had no choice.

Just then —

"Young Master!"

Someone suddenly entered the tent from outside, holding a delicate porcelain bottle. The person quickly approached Dongfang Haoyue and respectfully handed it over, "Young Master, this is an elixir that General Qin sent someone to deliver to you."

Sent by Qin Tian?

Dongfang Haoyue took the porcelain bottle, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes. The Dongfang Clan is renowned for its elixirs, with its pill formulas, alchemy materials, and alchemists all being top-class. What rare elixir had he not seen growing up? Why would Qin Tian specifically send someone to deliver an elixir to him?

He picked up the porcelain bottle to carefully examine it.

The bottle was warm and smooth, made of excellent White Jade, sealed with a thin Spiritual Membrane to prevent the loss of Spiritual Qi. There were no inscriptions or markings on the bottle, it appeared ordinary.

But when he brought the bottle to his nose and lightly sniffed the fragrance emanating —

His body abruptly stiffened.

Then, his pupils suddenly contracted, and the fingers holding the porcelain bottle trembled slightly. For the first time, his usually composed face displayed such intense emotional fluctuation — shock, disbelief.

"This is..." his voice was tense, "Source Blood Pill?!"

What?!

Zhuge Yu’s eyes abruptly widened, even his feather fan halted.

Source Blood Pill.