Immortal Fairies Always Have Designs on Me-Chapter 989 - 411: "Don’t Tell Me You’re Fine Anywhere Except in Bed?" (Part 2)

"Just a metaphor." Dongfang Xinglan clutched his arm: "I also said, unless you don't understand the premise of the outside world, now... I definitely wouldn't think this way, unless the Divine Temple were demolished."

"Then what would you build in its place?"

"Anything would do." Dongfang Xinglan chuckled lightly: "Anyway, this city can't be rebuilt quickly."

After speaking, she waved to the Little White Fox not far away, who immediately ran over, transforming into human form and respectfully saluted: "Greetings, Master."

Dongfang Xinglan squatted down to pinch the Little White Fox's ears: "When the Longjiang dikes broke, I estimated that the half-baked Martial God nurtured by the Dynasty would find it hard to single-handedly stop the flood. Do you think...

Is the reason some from the outside world have suppressed the Three Great Dynasties to this extent solely because of the Dragon Soul Treasure in the Land of Prosperity?"

"Specifically, let's discuss when the Dragon Soul Treasure opens." Lu Jin'an looked down at her: "You've crossed a Heavenly Tribulation once, and opened a Tanlang Palace. Although you cannot stop a raging flood, it's unnecessary for you to do so; being able to split it with one sword is enough to have countless people revere you as a God."

"Split it with one sword, huh..." Dongfang Xinglan drew the Qin King Sword from the Storage Ring, grasped the hilt with her right hand, and upon seeing the coldly gleaming blade, she asked, as if reminded of something: "By the way, the whereabouts of the Dynasty's National Guardian Sword is unknown."

"That's not important." Lu Jin'an tossed her his Netherworld Validation: "Use this first, to ensure you can split the flood with one sword."

Dongfang Xinglan received it, weighed it a few times, and unceremoniously said: "I'll return it after using it."

"Alright." Lu Jin'an turned around and donned his mask: "That group of Jinyi Guards' stronghold is now at the inn south of the city, tell their families to go."

Zhiyu, let's go."

"Zhiyu is coming~"

Watching Zhiyu race over, Lu Jin'an's eyes suddenly brightened, as he thought of a crucial point he had previously overlooked.

The Candle Dragon, Ancestor of Dragons, so the Blue Dragon Clan's rain-making art, might Zhiyu know it too?

Hmm... probably not.

Forget it, I'll try later.

Not far away, Dongfang Xinglan patted the head of the White Fox Girl: "It's your turn to perform next."

"Little servant understands."

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Longjiang North Shore, Central Army Camp.

Court Minister of War Bai Yuhu sat in the main seat, now quietly exhaling a sigh of relief.

Ever since many of Longjiang's levees were destroyed, numerous generals in the army had come forward pressing for an explanation, on the verge of mutiny.

But now, thankfully, the divine oracle had been passed down, causing many officers to return to their camps.

As to those who haven't left... heh, as long as not everyone opposes, what can the remaining ones amount to?

What's more, the officers who left are keen on having as many soldiers under them as possible.

With these thoughts in his mind, Bai Yuhu felt a little more at ease and slightly frowned at the map, wondering who exactly had destroyed the levees.

Bai Yuhu couldn't figure it out... but he knew it wasn't his doing.

Though he indeed wanted to breach the dikes, his plan would certainly not leave loopholes, nor allow so many officers to come and question him.

King Qin?

Highly improbable… The breaching of Longjiang occurred while the Qin Army was on the front line; how could King Qin allow his own troops to be harmed?

Then it's truly as the letter from the Capital suggests, the work of the rebellious Jinyi Guards?

But what benefit would that group gain from such actions?

"Why am I pondering such trivialities?"

Bai Yuhu chuckled self-deprecatingly, aware that since the army wouldn't revolt, he should seize the southwestern opportunity rather than delay in crushing the Qin Military.

After all, the State Preceptor and Shenmiao Dynasty's war had cost the lives of four million troops. It's imperative to attack while timing, terrain, and unity were on their side!

Thus resolved, he called out: "Summon the army leaders."

Though the Longjiang Defense Line was a key construction by the court, the total force wouldn't exceed a million.

But for Bai Yuhu, these forces were enough now.

Engulfed by panic, the breach at Longjiang... surely the Qin Army's morale had plummeted!

During the wait, Bai Yuhu picked up another letter from the Capital, handwritten by His Majesty.

The content was simple: negotiate with King Qin, ask for the deployment of forces eastward to jointly fight the Shenmiao Dynasty.

After rereading it, Bai Yuhu placed it back on the desk.

Though His Majesty's plan was good, circumstances have changed.

The breached levees at Longjiang were too many, and the gods have also forsaken the South, as if those southern people still count as people?

Why should the godly citizens negotiate with the abandoned?

Moreover, to crush the Qin Military once decisively, getting the 'God's Abandoned People' to forgo pay to fight against the Shenmiao Dynasty would be much better, wouldn't it?

Those abandoned would desperately seek to regain divine favor, groveling like livestock!

Bai Yuhu inhaled deeply, his action a result of taking the divine oracle as true without distinguishing its authenticity first.

Even if later proven false, with things settled, at worst, he'd resign...

"A court cannot harbor traitors..."

Bai Yuhu murmured, starting to write with a brush, realizing it was necessary to inform His Majesty of his own thoughts despite not abiding by His Majesty's secret edict...

Having penned the secret letter and entrusted it to an aide, Bai Yuhu summoned the military leaders of the Longjiang Defensive Line, observing their varied expressions as they entered, and smiling slightly: "This battle, it is for the gods.

The rebel King Qin has divided the land, bloodthirsty, causing even southern troops and civilians to be disliked by the deities. How can such a prince be allowed to continue his disorder?"

He paused meaningfully: "Moreover, God's Abandoned People have no human rights."

At this, many officers' eyes brightened—did that mean vast unclaimed wealth was waiting to be seized in the South?

Amid whispered conversations, Minister of War Bai Yuhu sipped his tea, confident many would make the correct choice.

With righteous cause supported by endless riches, who wouldn't be tempted?

"Minister." A leader stepped forward: "The auspicious White Fox beside King Qin has yet to leave, and the Divine Temple shows no signs of the oracle's descent..."

Bai Yuhu glanced up: "Are you qualified to view His Majesty's secret edicts?"

"This..."

"The god mourns the southern allegiance to King Qin, hence this was the reluctant decision made. Once the deities' rage subsides, they will surely forgive the South's choice, so..."

Bai Yuhu surveyed the room: "You can decide for yourselves, but remember, King Qin is the rebel, and your colleagues are the biggest competitors for meritorious achievements!"

"Minister, please order the march south!"

As someone spoke up, others gradually echoed support, with most agreeing to march south, the remaining staying silent.

Bai Yuhu nodded in satisfaction: "The flood is at its peak, wait just an hour longer, then sail south with the tide!

In the meantime, gather intelligence on Qin Military movements!"

"To report to the Minister, I have relevant intelligence." A leader stepped forth: "King Qin is currently at the Divine Temple in Xinghuo City, praying with the auspicious White Fox and a million refugees!"

"Praying?" Bai Yuhu sneered: "A rebel still hoping for divine forgiveness? Ridiculous!

In that case, let's see if she with the White Fox can sway the divine wrath, safeguard Shangzhou, and Xinghuo City!"

"You mean to delay the attack?"

"No!" Bai Yuhu stood before the map, considering the distance between Longjiang and Xinghuo City: "For such an event, to miss it firsthand would be a pity?

Xinghuo City will undoubtedly become the rebel's grave, and all here will be remembered in history!"

After finishing, he turned to the generals: "Here's the deployment plan..."

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Author: In the village, writing on the phone, with terrible signal, finally an update.