"What kind of special ability did this person use? To think he could instantaneously displace himself from Naganadel's head onto the ground."
"Is the newcomer a friend or a foe?"
"Should we forcefully awaken the Great Elders?"
Humans are always filled with a profound dread when confronting the absolute unknown.
Right at that tense inflection point, the rhythmic, heavy thuds of hooves echoed as a herd of Mudsdale slowly approached from the distance.
The Mudsdale commanded a massive physical presence, their heavy hide shaded a deep earthy brown, complemented across their crowns by an immense mane of coarse black hair highlighted by distinct orange markings down the center.
Their lower limbs were heavily insulated by thick, protective boots composed of dried, hardened mud.
While their linear running speed lacked an exceptional baseline, their raw physical power and stamina indices were thoroughly preposterous. A single Mudsdale could easily tow a logistical cargo load breaching ten tons, sustaining a continuous run for three days and three nights without registering a single micro-fissure of exhaustion.
The heavy mud shields wrapping their hooves drastically multiplied the concussive force of their kicks. If a modern automobile sustained a direct, full-torque strike from their lower limbs, it would be instantaneously flattened into a pile of mangled metal salvage by a single hit.
Stacked across the backs of the incoming Mudsdale was an immense harvest of wild berries, supplemented by the carcasses of various wild Pokémon.
The current Commander of the stranded Yuan vanguard, Yuan Meng, registered a severe shift in his expression as his optical sensors locked onto the colossal purple Naganadel dominating their tribal lands.
The dragon-wasp was slowly unhinging its primary jaws, venting a faint draconic hum.
Yuan Meng blew a sharp, high-frequency whistle. A massive Toucannon plummeted out of the sky, its reinforced talons clamping tightly over his shoulders to bear his weight as it rocketed toward the heart of the village gorge.
"It's the Commander! The hunting vanguard has secured a return vector!"
Seeing their leader riding the Toucannon back into the perimeter, the villagers let out a collective sigh of relief, their faces lighting up with genuine joy.
However, as Yuan Meng hovered over the square, he witnessed the terrifying Naganadel merely let out a slow, bored yawn before being fluidly recalled into a standard capsule by a remarkably elegant, exceptionally handsome young stranger.
He dropped onto the turf, his face clouded with immense confusion as he looked around at his clansmen.
"Greetings, Commander of the Yuan vanguard. I am a direct descendant of the main Yuan lineage, navigating a transit vector from the Outside World."
"My primary mandate within this sector is to systematically isolate the tracking signals of Patriarch Yuan Ba. Which station among you commands the data to reveal his current coordinates?"
Feng Che spoke with an easy, tranquil smile.
"You claim to carry the ancestral blood of the Yuan House? Provide the definitive verification metrics to back your stance," Yuan Meng countered, his posture dropping into a highly disciplined, guarded stance as he eyed Feng Che.
"Come forth, Shaymin."
Feng Che casually whispered the command.
A seamless ripple of psychokinetic energy unraveled across the empty airspace. A fraction of a second later, a tiny, yawning Shaymin materialized directly out of the spatial corridor.
"Shaymin is thoroughly exhausted... Does your station require a terminal allocation of my power?" the mythical mumbled, idly rubbing its sleepy, half-closed optical sensors with its small paws.
"What manner of undocumented Pokémon is this...?"
"The biological aesthetic is extraordinarily delicate and cute."
"The energy signature confirms it belongs to the absolute apex tier of the Grass attribute."
Right as the surrounding villagers deteriorated into a flurry of frantic, low-toned discussions, Yuan Meng's cognitive faculties locked onto the mythical's crest. His entire biological framework violently began to tremble.
"Lord Shaymin... Lord Shaymin! This is the undisputed Guardian Deity of our ancestral Yuan Clan—the Great Lord Shaymin!"
Massive tears instantly welled up within Yuan Meng's eyes, cascading down his weathered face.
"Our house has finally endured until your arrival... New Patriarch of the Yuan House! I am Yuan Meng, the presiding commander of the stranded vanguard within this Ultra Space."
"Furthermore, my lineage traces directly back as a biological descendant of Chief Guardian Yuan Nantian!"
Yuan Meng dropped heavily onto a single knee, his head bowing low toward the soil.
"Before the Great Elders initiated their terminal stasis cycles, they enforced a strict prophetic command upon our registers, swearing that a chosen Patriarch of the Yuan House would eventually breach the dimensional gateway from the Outside World."
"And that his arrival would be definitively certified by the manual invocation of Lord Shaymin!" Yuan Meng shouted, his voice vibrating with raw emotion.
"Rise, Yuan Meng. Provide an immediate diagnostic summary—where under heaven is Patriarch Yuan Ba anchored? Is his biological life-force profile still active?"
Feng Che's primary strategic objective for forcing an entry query into the Ultra Space was to safely recover his maternal grandfather's status logs.
"Reporting directly to the Patriarch—Grand Master Yuan Ba is currently preserved within a deep, specialized stasis chamber. Years ago, the inner council siphoned a restricted alchemical solution to manually lock their metabolic functions into a state of suspended animation."
"Under our current protocols, their frameworks can only be temporarily jolted awake using a high-density stream of the Leaf Force if our settlement faces an existential military siege from alpha-tier Ultra Beasts."
"To permanently stabilize their nervous systems, keeping them conscious without risking cellular decay... that specific medical sub-routine is a secret held exclusively by Patriarch Yuan Ba himself."
"However, the exact millisecond the Old Master computes that your station has successfully breached the dimensional veil to claim the house, his spirit will soar."
"Patriarch, please navigate directly behind my stride."
Yuan Meng rose, guiding Feng Che toward a massive, heavily camouflaged cavern system cutting into the cliffside.
To preserve their lineage within the resource-starved void of the Ultra Space, the Yuan Clan had permanently settled inside this blind valley, manually excavating hundreds of interconnected stone bunkers directly into the solid rock faces.
The architecture was engineered explicitly to repel and buffer their families from the sudden, high-intensity incursions of predatory Ultra Beasts and wild alpha packs.
The entrance thresholds to these caverns were designed to be exceptionally narrow and constricted; only after traversing the dark tunnels for a considerable duration did the structural clearance slowly widen into a functional corridor.
"We intentionally restricted the entry tolerances of these vaults to sabotage the pathing parameters of larger Ultra Beasts. If an alpha attempts to force a breach, their massive scale works against them, preventing them from cleanly penetrating our core redoubts," Yuan Meng explained efficiently as they walked.
Feng Che advanced a few paces further down the limestone track, his high-order sensory arrays immediately picking up the low, rhythmic acoustics of dripping moisture.
A moment later, the distinct, rushing currents of a massive subterranean river echoed through the vault.
"A natural underground river system flows directly beneath this shelf. However, the deep channels are heavily populated by highly aggressive populations of ancient Basculin; administrative code dictates the children maintain a safe distance from the water margins."
"I was originally birthed within the spatial parameters of this Ultra Space, Patriarch. My biological father functioned as the personal Chief Vanguard for Grand Master Yuan Ba."
"My mother, conversely, was an outsider who held zero ties to the Yuan bloodline. She suffered an accidental displacement through a rogue spatial tear decades ago, and her winded frame was safely extracted from the desert by my father's scouting unit."
Yuan Meng maintained a continuous, respectful stream of historical commentary, unrolling his background log for Feng Che's review.
Ultimately, the tunnel cleared, opening into a gargantuan, hand-carved stone temple block. The central floor plate of the sanctuary was heavily blanketed by a massive, perfectly sustained Grassy Terrain matrix. Resting completely motionless across the jade-green field were dozens of elite elders of the Yuan Clan.
Their internal cardiovascular systems had slowed to an absolute crawl—their heartbeats dropping to a single, low-frequency contraction per minute. They were relying entirely on the continuous, life-giving radiation of the Grassy Terrain to preserve their muscle tissue from undergoing biological decay.
"Patriarch, authorize my station to unseal my personal Leaf Force to execute a manual awakening query across the primary elders," Yuan Meng requested respectfully, stepping toward the field.
"Belay that directive. My console commands a far superior operational methodology."
Feng Che calmly raised his palm, blocking the commander's advance. He systematically scanned the rows of frozen warriors until his sharp eyes locked onto a heavily built, powerful man whose facial architecture shared a distinct, undeniable hereditary alignment with his own features. The man appeared to be in his late forties.
"That entity stands as Grand Master Yuan Ba," Yuan Meng supplemented instantly, noting where Feng Che's focus had permanently anchored.
"Clear the immediate coordinate block. I am unsealing the entirety of the vault to wake them concurrently."
Feng Che took a deep breath, manually unlocking his core reserves to dump a monumental, continuous torrent of pure Viridian Force straight into the foundations of the Grassy Terrain field.
The exact millisecond the jade-green grass processed Feng Che's supreme life-energy, the baseline botanical field violently mutated. Thousands of brilliant, multicolored exotic flowers instantaneously erupted and bloomed across the entire stone sanctuary.
The massive floral array began siphoning a highly specialized, intensely aromatic fragrance into the ventilation—an advanced, chemical-neutralizing compound that functioned as the definitive antidote to dissolve the suspended animation toxins.
As the distinct floral mist saturated the chamber airspace, the dead silence of the vault was abruptly shattered by the sudden, deafening chorus of dozens of heavy, high-torque heartbeats exploding back into life.
A brief chronological window later, Patriarch Yuan Ba's eyelids violently twitched, his optical sensors snapping wide open as he broke stasis.
"Exactly how many seasonal cycles have concluded across our monitoring arrays...?"
Yuan Ba's voice was remarkably raspy, dry, and gravelly, his vocal cords struggling to process air after decades of total silence.
"Reporting directly to Patriarch Yuan Ba—your framework has maintained stasis parameters for an unbroken duration of twenty winters. I am Yuan Meng, biological scion to your late Chief Vanguard, Yuan Nantian," Yuan Meng roared, his voice thick with unadulterated devotion.
"Twenty winters trapped inside the deep frost... What anomalous variable authorized an immediate emergency awakening sequence? Has a new Sovereign Patriarch derived from the main lineage successfully breached the dimensional gateway from the Outside World?"
A dense, high-purity aura of the Leaf Force automatically erupted from Yuan Ba's core, the green plasma coursing across his limbs as he manually initialized a self-diagnostic healing loop to clear his joints.
"Your calculations are completely accurate, Old Master! The new Patriarch has successfully consolidated our coordinates within the Ultra Space. Furthermore... his vanguard has escorted the return of our absolute ancestral Guardian Deity—Lord Shaymin." Yuan Meng confirmed, his head bowing low.
Yuan Ba's sharp, battle-hardened gaze slowly turned, locking completely onto Feng Che's towering silhouette.
"An exceptionally terrifying, uncompromised density of the primitive Leaf Force... A baseline configuration of this caliber can only be hard-coded within the absolute direct, blood-born scions of the primary house."
"Are you... Yuan Xiong's child?"
Yuan Ba scrutinized the teenager with a look of deep, analytical suspicion.
Through his own refined elemental receptors, he could clearly track the magnificent, roaring currents of the true, unadulterated Yuan Clan ancestral bloodline burning inside Feng Che's veins.
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