Otherworld Advance Team
Chapter 1292 - 1285: Wufeng City

Chapter 1292: Chapter 1285: Wufeng City

Luo’er glanced up and caught Tangmo’s resentful gaze, so he scratched his head and steeled himself to walk toward her.

"Can’t you just talk? Why the need for all the hitting and touching?" Tangmo asked, sounding rather morose.

She wasn’t actually opposed to Luo’er interacting with other girls, but she was still sensitive to some actions that were too intimate.

"I chatted with her about the Dongsheng Empire’s cultivation system and made quite a few discoveries," Luo’er said.

"How so?" Tangmo’s anger dissipated upon hearing his words, replaced by a look of eager curiosity.

"Um, Dual Dao Nine Schools..." Luo’er began.

He then relayed the information he had gathered from Zisu to Tangmo, and upon hearing Luo’er’s description, Tangmo couldn’t help but frown.

"It seems that Nine Streams can almost broadly refer to all sects outside of the Dual Dao cultivation system," Tangmo mused.

"The battle that day, it was the work of the Spirit Control Master, which is why the Demon Clan was also bewildered—they couldn’t understand why people from Nine Streams would help the Dongsheng Empire fight against the Demon Clan," Luo’er said.

"The Nine Streams aren’t a monolith internally; naturally, there would be those who would help the Dongsheng troops," Tangmo shrugged and remarked.

"No, no, no, what I mean is, it’s puzzling that the accomplished practitioners of Dual Dao in the Dongsheng army would actually invite and trust someone from Nine Streams," Luo’er said, frowning.

"Probably the handiwork of those commanders, I guess," Tangmo conjectured after a moment’s thought.

"If it was the commanders, then what exactly are they trying to do? On one hand, they want to use the war to get rid of the General, but on the other hand, they urgently wish for the demise of the Demon Clan. It’s quite contradictory," Luo’er said, hesitantly.

"What’s so contradictory about that?" asked Tangmo, not understanding, "By going to war, you get rid of both the General and the Demon Clan at once. Isn’t that killing two birds with one stone?"

"No, I don’t think that’s the aim of the Dongsheng commanders. Think about it; seizing West Outer Heaven has no benefits for these commanders. West Outer Heaven is rich in Magic Crystals, and it’s mainly the cultivators who consume them. In other words, capturing West Outer Heaven and taking over the Magic Crystal Mines aligns with the interests of the General," Luo’er analyzed.

"Anyway, let’s just kick them out first," Tangmo said, spreading her hands.

"Yeah, that’s all we can do," Luo’er nodded, then something else crossed his mind, and he added, "Speaking of which, the swordsman who attacked Feng last time in Meila Village is not of simple identity."

"Are you suggesting a combination of Dual Dao Nine Streams identities?" Tangmo pondered.

"That commander called Feng ’Princess’; based on the information we have now, it is likely that Feng truly is a princess from the Dongsheng Empire gone astray," Luo’er said with a furrowed brow.

"But here’s the problem," Tangmo continued without posing a question, following along with his train of thought, "If Feng is a princess of the Dongsheng Empire, then who sent that assassin? And why does he want to kill Feng?"

"Wrong, it doesn’t seem like he intended to kill Feng," Luo’er reflected and then spoke, "If I remember correctly, he only restrained Feng. With his ability, he could have killed her on the spot, but he didn’t do that. That means his mission was probably to find Feng and then bring her back."

"Could it be someone sent by the royal family of the Dongsheng Empire?" Tangmo tilted her head and asked.

"That’s also not right, judging from his attitude towards Feng," Luo’er analyzed, "If Feng went with him, it’d likely be more bad than good, so it’s improbable that he was sent by the royal family."

"It could be the royal family, or perhaps it was a decree from the Emperor himself," Tangmo suggested a possibility.

"How so?" Luo’er asked.

"Within the royal family, there’s always too much power struggle. If we assume the existence of Feng could threaten the Emperor’s position, then we can understand the Emperor’s actions," Tangmo analyzed.

"But Feng is a girl, how could she possibly threaten the Emperor’s position?" Luo’er asked, bewildered.

"The fact that you’re asking this shows that you’ve completely forgotten your previous conversation with Zisu. You’re totally immersed in her tender land," Tangmo revealed a look of melancholy once again.

"Uh..." Luo’er awkwardly scratched his head.

Sighing, Tangmo gravely said, "Zisu said that in the Dongsheng Empire, martial prowess is paramount. A woman of the royal family who has achieved success in cultivation could become the Emperor. There have indeed been empresses in Kyushu’s history. Look at Feng’s strength; if an Emperor of Dongsheng were weaker than her, then she would be capable of threatening the Emperor’s position."

"Is that so?" Luo’er had an enlightened expression on his face.

"It’s just a guess, after all, we don’t know the true strength of the Emperor of Dongsheng Empire," Tangmo shrugged as he spoke.

"Anyway, when dealing with the Dongsheng Empire in the future, try not to let Feng show her face. If she really needs to come forward, she must be well-disguised, so no one from the Dongsheng Empire recognizes her," Luo’er said with a frown.

"The next time you’re extracting intelligence, pay attention to the distance between each other. Don’t get so intimate. At first glance, it looked like you two were whispering sweet nothings," Tangmo grumbled, hugging Luo’er’s arm.

"Isn’t it good to sell a bit of charm for important intelligence?" Luo’er winked and asked.

"No, it’s not good at all!" Tangmo instantly erupted with jealousy.

"Alright, alright, I didn’t say I would sell my charm. What are you so anxious about?" Luo’er said with a wry smile.

"Just be mindful of your limits, I don’t want the ’little cabbage’ I’m guarding to be uprooted by an old sow," Tangmo pouted as she spoke.

"That’s not a very nice way to describe someone..." Luo’er frowned slightly.

"A woman’s jealousy can be quite powerful," Tangmo bit her teeth and gently pinched Luo’er’s cheek.

On the other side, Cheng Ziang and his group were boarding a Transport Plane headed for the Dongsheng military camp. After more than half an hour of flying, they arrived at the Dongsheng military camp located more than a hundred kilometers away.

At this time, the Dongsheng military forces were not stationed in the wild but were holding a solitary city. This city was originally a city of the Demon Clan, but later it was occupied by the Dongsheng Empire and was called Wufeng City.

Like Lingyuan City, Wufeng City was also built with wooden structures and had been established for just a few years. Before the airborne fleet reached the Continent, the city had already been occupied by the Dongsheng Empire and served as a forward base for the northern advance of the Dongsheng military.

The group landed a few kilometers away from Wufeng City and then walked towards it. Unlike the desolate Lingyuan City deep in the mountains, the region around Wufeng City was open in terrain, and the Demon Clan had cultivated a lot of farmland. However, these farmlands had been damaged due to the war and turned into wastelands.

Unlike the desolation of Lingyuan City, Wufeng City seemed unusually bustling. When the group arrived outside the city, they saw the city gates wide open, with merchants and travelers from the Human Race entering and exiting incessantly.

Only a handful of soldiers were guarding outside the city, seemingly the Dongsheng military also believed that the Demon Clan would no longer be able to counterattack after World War One, thus they hardly paid any attention to the city’s defenses.

In reality, if it weren’t for the involvement of Luo’er and his group, the decision-makers of the Dongsheng military would have been entirely correct—the Demon Clan indeed had no interest in launching a counterattack.

Regrettably, a new variable had entered the equation in Abisien today—Luo’er was aggressively persuading the Demon Clan to unite and launch a counterattack against the Dongsheng Empire, and he had gained the approval of all Leaders.

The counterattack of Abisien was imminent, yet the Dongsheng military remained oblivious.

However, seeing how lively Wufeng City was, Cheng Ziang breathed a sigh of relief. It meant that the city would not be inhabited solely by military personnel but would also have many civilians, which would facilitate Feng’s infiltration.

The Dongsheng military had no concern about spies because there was a significant difference between the Demon Clan and the Human Race. It was nearly impossible for the Demon Clan to infiltrate the city, which was why they allowed civilian merchants to enter the city.

"This is great, with such bustle, it will be convenient for us to infiltrate," Cheng Ziang assessed and then leaned against a tree trunk, taking out a pendant, shaking it back and forth.

"What’s all this shaking for? Just call me directly!" After a while, Fulajie’er suddenly appeared, hands on hips, scolding indignantly.

"Oh dear, why is it that every time you partner up with me, you get so fiery..." Cheng Ziang spread his hands and asked.

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