347: Chapter 347 Target of 98 points

The light in Room No. 15 went out before dawn.

It didn't go out suddenly; it dimmed slowly, like an oil lamp exhausting its last drop of oil.

Qin Lin sat on the chair beside the bed, watching the woman's chest rise and fall, from rapid to steady, and from steady to almost imperceptible.

She had not yet awakened, but her body was no longer glowing.

Qin Lin stood up and picked up the white crystal stone from beside her pillow.

The crystal stone was warm, and it was not emitting light.

He glanced at her, turned around, and walked out of the room.

In the corridor, Han Qing was leaning against the wall, holding a cup of tea that had already gone cold.

Seeing Qin Lin come out, she did not ask, "Has she woken up yet?" because she knew the answer.

"Go to sleep; it's almost dawn."

Qin Lin shook his head and walked into the Bridge.

The holographic screen lit up, and the star map of the outer regions of the Tianxuan Galaxy rotated slowly.

The Ark had been orbiting this planet for dozens of days, and the scanning array had covered most of the Southern Plains region.

The survivors who met the rating requirements had basically all been brought on board, increasing from the initial three to over a dozen now.

The female Cultivators from the Cultivation World on The Ark came from different Sects, different Families, and different backgrounds, but they shared one thing in common.

They had survived the apocalypse and were willing to follow The Ark.

Qin Lin zoomed out on the star map and then zoomed in on the region near the center at the edge of the continent.

He had not been to that area yet, because the System advised waiting until The Ark upgraded to Lv10, as there were Golden Core Stage and even Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators there.

But just last night, the System popped up a new notification.

[Deep Space Scanning Array: High-rating target detected.]

[comprehensive rating: 98 points.]

[Location: Central edge region of the continent.]

[Status: Being hunted.]

Qin Lin looked at the blinking light point, his fingers tapping lightly on the control console.

98 points, higher than anyone else on The Ark.

He thought of the skin of Qing Yue, Hong Yao, and Qing He, and the kind of bodies nourished by Spiritual Qi, so white they glowed.

Qing Yue had 91 points, Hong Yao had 90 points, and Qing He had 93 points.

They already fascinated him; what would a 98-point target look like?

He dared not imagine it, but he had to go see.

Qin Lin set a new course on the control console.

The Ark turned slightly, and the light flame of the thrusters changed from pale purple to bright blue.

He walked out of the Bridge and came to the living room.

There were not many people in the living room.

Han Yurou was dozing on the sofa, with Qin Yue lying on her chest; both mother and daughter were asleep.

Li Ying was not there; she had probably gone to the cultivation room.

Su Yuran was holding Qin An, sitting by the window and looking at the starry sky outside, while Qin An chewed on the ear of a plush toy in her arms.

"There is a target at the central edge of the continent."

Su Yuran turned her head to look at him and said, "Then let's go."

Qing Yue was cultivating in her room.

Her belly had already slightly rounded; the outline could be seen when she wore clothes.

Hearing Qin Lin say they were going to the central edge of the continent, she did not hesitate, stood up, and changed her clothes.

It was not modern clothing, but a set of tight-fitting clothes common in the Cultivation World that she had bought from the System Store—dark blue, with a cinched waist and tightened cuffs, convenient for movement.

Her hair was tied into a high ponytail, and a short sword hung at her waist.

It was also bought from the System Store; the grade was not high, but it was sufficient.

The Ark did not fly in space for long before Qin Lin hovered it within the atmosphere, about a few kilometers from the target location.

On the holographic screen, the real-time view of the ground was clearly visible.

It was a desolate plain with cracked, barren ground where no grass grew.

In the distance, there were ruins that looked as if they had been razed by some force, leaving only broken walls and debris.

At the edge of the ruins, there was a group of people.

To be precise, one person was running, and a group of people were chasing.

The person running in front was wearing a white dress, the hem of which had been torn in half, revealing her lower legs.

Her hair was disheveled, there was blood on her face, and her features were unclear.

Her steps were unsteady, as if she were holding on to her last breath.

Behind her, seven or eight people were chasing, wearing uniform black tight-fitting clothes and holding various Magical Artifacts; all their cultivation levels were above the Foundation Establishment Stage, and the one leading them had a stronger aura, likely at the Late Foundation Establishment Stage.

Qin Lin pulled up the scan data of the target person.

[Target: Murong Xue]

[Age: Approx. 23 years old]

[comprehensive rating: 98 points]

[Identity: Eldest Young Miss of the Murong Clan in the Central Region]

[Status: Spiritual power exhausted, multiple external injuries, moderate internal injuries]

[Note: Currently being hunted by unidentified Cultivators; 8 enemies, highest cultivation level is Late Foundation Establishment Stage.]

Murong Xue.

Eldest Young Miss of the Murong Clan in the Central Region.

Qin Lin looked at the name and then at the woman in white on the holographic screen who was being hunted.

Moreover, she had a noble status, and her cultivation level was not low.

What would her body look like, then?

Qin Lin pushed this thought down and focused his attention on the pursuers.

"Qing Yue, do you recognize those people?"

Qing Yue leaned over to look at the holographic screen and shook her head: "I don't recognize them; their clothing colors don't belong to any Sect in this area."

Qin Lin pulled up the attack System interface of The Ark on the control console.

He had never used the weapon System of the Lv9 Ark; it wasn't that he didn't want to, but he hadn't had the opportunity.

He clicked on the weapon System directory, and a long list popped up.

Energy Cannon, Particle Beam, Shield Shockwave, Gravity Tractor.

The description for every weapon was very detailed, including power, range, energy consumption, and cooldown time.

Qin Lin looked at those numbers, thinking that these things were enough to fight an interstellar warship; using them against a few Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivators was like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.

He selected the lowest-power Energy Cannon, adjusted the range to the target area, and locked the crosshairs ten meters in front of the pursuers.

He intended to give a warning first; if they were sensible, they would leave on their own, and if they weren't, it wouldn't be too late to act.

The Ark passed through the clouds and descended slowly.

The silver-white hull was particularly striking in the gray sky, and the golden light of the protective shield was like a giant lamp, illuminating the entire wasteland.

The people on the ground all stopped.

The pursuers slowed their pace and looked up at the silver-white behemoth in the sky.

Their expressions changed from ferocious to confused, and from confused to shocked.

Murong Xue also stopped; she leaned on her knees, panting, and looked up at The Ark, a glimmer of light flashing in her eyes.

Qin Lin turned on the external speakers of The Ark, and the voice was translated by the System into the common language of the Cultivation World: "People below, stop."

The middle-aged man leading the pursuers looked up at The Ark and frowned.

His cultivation level was Late Foundation Establishment Stage, which was already considered top-tier in this area, but he could feel that the thing above his head was not something he could contend with.

It was not the pressure of Spiritual Qi, but another kind of power, more pure, more essential, like the heavens and earth themselves.

His expression changed, but he did not retreat.

"Who is Your Excellency? This is a private matter of my Murong Family; I advise Your Excellency not to meddle."

His voice was loud and full of confidence, but Qin Lin could hear a trace of trembling in his voice.

Murong Xue looked up at The Ark, her voice hoarse: