Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master-Chapter 1511: Is Anjie a Descendant of a Phoenix?!!

"That’s true indeed," Lara felt like crushing Anjie was a big victory to celebrate, even if it came at the cost of watching another force—the Four Girls’ Alliance—rise and take her place as the secondary power. To Lara, as long as Anjie was sidelined, the world was in balance.

Least to her knowledge, and to the other girls’, Anjie wasn’t that naive at all. While Lara celebrated her victory, Anjie was already looking past the shackles of her situation and decided to do something way out of the box. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Anjie was the best one among them to read through the dark future awaiting her. She knew she was in a very tight spot, masked only by the current strength her fallen father’s kingdom provided. Yet in the long run, she could clearly see herself falling behind if she played by the rules Lara and the others were setting.

As Anjie found herself placed in a tricky, suffocating situation by the rise of the Four Girls’ Alliance and Lara’s monopoly on the portal to the upper realm, she decided to make a move that no one had accounted for.

She didn’t just recruit individual masters; she sent out a call to every surviving kingdom and the sole remaining empire in the world.

She invited them to join forces directly with her, to merge their remaining banners under her royal faction, and in return, they would enjoy a level of privilege and protection that others could not provide.

In doing so, she created a role that even William hadn’t specifically included in his grand vision: she became the sovereign representative of all royal families in the world!

The news of this consolidation didn’t spread with the explosive speed of what Sara and Berry did, but the ripple effects were profound. Fang, who was still recovering from his astonishment at how William’s inner circle had accepted the new regime, was the first to notice the shift in the global winds.

He had kept a close eye on the intelligence coming from the other continent, fearing a bloody civil war between the old crowns and the new guild regime.

When a scout delivered a scroll to his tent, Fang’s eyes opened wide, nearly popping out of his head as he scanned the ink.

"This report..." he whispered, his hands trembling slightly as he held the parchment. It spoke of the recent developments inside the sole Empire. "It says the Emperor himself has issued new orders. They are accepting William’s terms without a single sword being drawn in protest!"

It was a revelation that shattered all his lingering fears of a global insurrection. And yet, the disbelief remained until more reports began to flood in from other kingdoms and even the most conservative of the big academies. They were all surrendering their sovereignty—but with a specific condition.

"This..." Fang kept reading, digging through the reports until he found a hidden detail in a scroll from a kingdom. "They gave strict orders to only follow Anjie’s direct command? They are joining her faction specifically, moving their people and resources to her designated territory? This is... weird. This is too calculated to be a coincidence!"

Fang sat back in his chair, the silence of the tent pressing in on him. He closed his eyes, thinking deeply, mentally connecting the dots of the recent moves. Suddenly, a realisation hit him like a blow to get what was going on behind the scenes.

"All the royalties in the world... the emperors, the kings, the high lords... they are all sticking together under the sole royal banner left in the Fox Guild. They are hiding behind Anjie!"

A slow, wide smile began to crack across his face, eventually erupting into a boisterous, hearty laugh that echoed outside his tent. "Old friend," he said, looking up toward the sky as if speaking to the ghost of Anjie’s mentor.

"I bet you’d have been so proud of her right now if you were still with us! She... She grew way past what you even dreamt of! She didn’t just save your people; she saved every crown in the world and made herself their queen!"

Fang laughed again, finally fitting the final pieces of the puzzle together. He couldn’t read deep enough into the mysteries to link Anjie’s actions with the grim future she foresaw, but he understood the impact of her actions very well.

He understood that by consolidating the old world’s dying kings and emperor under her name, with all their riches, resources, and powers, she had made herself indispensable to William’s new world.

"At least this way, there won’t be any danger of a rebellion!" Fang realised, his relief palpable. "No one will raise arms against William if their own kings are telling them to join the guild. The unification of our world will go more smoothly than even he expected. Good girl, hahaha!"

Content with the state of affairs, Fang left his tent with a renewed vigour. He didn’t wait for further instructions; he led an army directly toward one of the hottest conflict zones in the world.

Even with William working his miracles in the Medium World, the lower realm was still vast, and the monster tides were still relentless. There were still lives to be saved.

While Fang celebrated, the news eventually reached the other faction leaders. In the expanding city, Lara read the reports and couldn’t help but shake her head, a wry, respectful smile touching her lips. Anjie had proven to be the hardest foe among all the girls—the hardest to beat and the most impossible to keep down.

Even in the middle of her kingdom’s absolute fall, she had found a way to revive. "Is she a descendant of a Phoenix or something?" Lara thought amusingly.

She recalled how Anjie had managed to structure a comeback when her home city was first razed. To find a way to turn a surrender into a power play was the mark of a true monarch.

"This girl... she is really very dangerous!" The other members of the Four Girls’ Alliance—Sara, Berry, Ro, and Lina—shared the same thought as they huddled over their own maps.