After Maxing out all Classes - Chapter 969:

A large army passed in front of the mansion of the Qiantang Sect.

The army’s banner bore a single character: “Qi.”

This army was no longer a legion of rabbit-people but a proper army of Big Tang, with black-haired, yellow-skinned soldiers. These were not mere guards who only knew how to farm radishes; they were resolute, courageous, and unparalleled warriors.

Moreover, the imperial court had now enlisted the help of the Eighteen Divinations, leveraging their maritime power to strike against the ghost invaders from sea to land.

Robb knew that when Big Tang was truly committed to war, they had never been weak. Defeating the ghosts would be a breeze; there was nothing left to worry about on the Tang side.

He began to pack his things, preparing to return to the Western world.

There wasn’t much to pack, just a large bag of Xuanyuan Black Iron. Once he returned to the West, this material should be renamed “Starfall.”

He easily hoisted the large bag containing the ten crafted swords and unused ingots onto his shoulder.

A group of people came to see him off, bowing in unison: “We thank you, foreign hero, for your assistance to our Big Tang. Your great kindness is beyond words. If there’s ever a time when you need our help, please don’t hesitate to ask.”

This group included both righteous and evil martial artists, a rare occasion where both sides showed such respect to a single individual.

Robb waved, smiling. Just as he was about to use his transmission spell, he noticed a graceful woman with a backpack standing next to him, as if she intended to go with him.

This woman was Shisu, the Sword of Waves of the Qiantang Clan, and the most beautiful woman in East Hangzhou.

Robb was surprised: “Miss Shi, what are you doing?”

Shisu replied: “I’m going with you to the Western world.”

“What?” Robb asked, “Why? Are we at that stage in our relationship where you’d follow me anywhere?”

Shisu rolled her eyes, a gesture that Robb could now understand since she had reverted to her human form. She finally said seriously: “You mentioned that the Western world is preparing to deal with the Black Dragon. Although its lair is in the West, it often wreaks havoc in our Big Tang. I represent the righteous sects of Big Tang. I’ll go with you to the Western world to see if they are truly preparing to fight the Black Dragon and whether they have a chance of defeating it. If so, I’ll come back and inform everyone, and then we, the people of Big Tang, will also lend a hand in defeating the Black Dragon.”

Robb nodded: “Alright, your reasoning is sound. Let’s go together then.”

Respect every force willing to confront the Black Dragon, for it is a common enemy of this world!

Originally, Robb planned to use a transmission spell, but now that he had to bring another person along, he switched to using a portal instead.

A purple portal materialized, standing tall in front of everyone.

The sight left everyone bewildered; such peculiar things didn’t exist in the Eastern world, making it difficult for them to comprehend. Robb didn’t bother explaining. He pushed Shisu through the portal and then stepped in himself.

On the other side was the long-missed Westwind City.

As soon as they arrived, a loud voice echoed from the hillside: “Ah! Godfather is back, and he’s brought an Eastern woman with him.”

It turned out that the young girl, Russ, was practicing her swordsmanship on the hillside and was the first to notice the portal.

Her shout alerted others in the church—Lilian, Little Yi, two young nuns of the Light, Suofa, and others—all of whom rushed out. Seeing Robb’s return, the women were overjoyed and gathered around him.

Shisu was taken aback by this scene. She quickly retreated, thinking, “Don’t these Western women have any sense of restraint?”

Uninterested in watching Robb’s warm reunion with a group of women, her gaze wandered around the city. What she saw left her astonished.

The prosperity of Westwind City was eye-opening. Freight trains filled with goods roared in from the distance, diesel cars carried people along the roads, and the streets were clean and orderly, without a single dirty ditch in sight.

The city exuded a sense of thriving vitality.

Her eyes then shifted to the mountain range behind the city. To her surprise, the mountain that served as the city’s backdrop featured a massive carving. The carving filled an entire mountain face and was nothing short of spectacular.

At the center of the carving was the Black Dragon, a menace for a thousand years. In front of it was a hero, intricately and vividly carved. Wasn’t it Robb? Flanking the Black Dragon were countless warriors, attacking with all their might.

As Shisu stared at the carving, her imagination took over, and she felt as if she were standing in the midst of the battle against the Black Dragon that had once united all of Westwind City.

“Ah, this carving!”

She wanted to turn and ask Robb about it, but he was engrossed in his joyful reunion, leaving her no room to interrupt.

She thought about asking someone else but realized the language barrier would make it awkward.

Just then, a middle-aged man with yellow skin and black hair, dressed in traditional robes, walked up to her and greeted her with a fist-and-palm salute. “Greetings, lady warrior! My name is Shang Yang. I’m a trader from Big Tang who does business with Westwind City along the ancient Tea Horse Road.”

Shisu was delighted to meet a fellow countryman in a foreign land. She quickly asked, “Mr. Shang, may I inquire if this carving is real?”

Shang Yang chuckled, “Of course, it’s real! It depicts the battle that took place four years ago when the Black Dragon attacked. At that time, I was planning to flee Westwind City with my daughter. But when the Black Dragon arrived, Godfather—Robb—single-handedly withstood all of its attacks, allowing others to strike it from the sides. Together, we managed to drive the Black Dragon away. This carving commemorates that very moment.”

Shisu inquired, “He really withstood the Black Dragon?”

Shang Yang affirmed, “Absolutely, there’s no faking the truth. Now, all the nations here are making concerted efforts to prepare for the next appearance of the Black Dragon. They aim to slay it before it returns. You see those trains over there? They’re bringing back supplies specifically prepared for defeating the Black Dragon.”

Shisu found herself reassessing Robb, genuinely astonished by the revelation. She couldn’t help but feel invigorated, “It seems that slaying the Black Dragon is not a mere dream.”

She then took a paper crane from her pocket. This was a message-carrying paper crane given to her by a Taoist priest from Wudang. She whispered a few words to the paper crane and, with a wave of her hand, sent it soaring towards the Eastern world.