Otherworld Advance Team
Chapter 1399 - 1392: Rumors are Flying Everywhere

Chapter 1399: Chapter 1392: Rumors are Flying Everywhere

"Is that so?" Zisu was momentarily stunned, then turned back to them with a faint smile on her face.

"Feng’s swordsmanship is indeed formidable, and her weapon is powerful too, so she always exudes an aura of invincibility." Cheng Ziang shrugged indifferently.

Feng’s performance had been confirmed on numerous battlefields—the blade she wielded, made of Kedal metal, was nearly unstoppable. Any sword or spear clashing with her weapon would be cut in an instant, leaving no room for resistance.

In fact, in the Western Continent, the efficacy of Kedal metal weapons was not so apparent, and it took headquarters thirty years to realize the true potential of this metal.

In reality, if other factors were not considered, the Wood Elf army equipped with Kedal weapons should have been the strongest military force under the heavens. However, the actual Wood Elf forces were weak, even unable to overcome hunting parties, and watched powerlessly each year as their kin were captured.

This situation only changed fundamentally after headquarters supplied modern weaponry. The Wood Elf army, now armed with these modern arms, shed their image of weakness and routed the hunting parties in several counter-hunting wars, finally venting their frustration.

The reason for this situation was the widespread proliferation of runes in the Western Continent, after all. The destructive resistance of Kedal metal is a physical property, not a magical one. To avoid having weapons cut through, one only needed to inscribe runes on them. To prevent Kedal metal arrows from piercing armor, inscribing Defense Runes would provide a hundred percent defense.

It could be said that the rampant runes significantly affected the performance of Kedal metal weapons. Headquarters placed great importance on Kedal metal because its destructive resistance properties were equally effective on Earth.

Tank-piercing shells made of Kedal metal could even penetrate a modern tank at medium range directly—a single shot creating an entry and exit hole.

Since Earth has no magic, there’s no need to worry about the influence of runes on Kedal metal, making this metal a strategic resource highly sought after by nations.

And in the Otherworld, it seemed the Eastern Continent didn’t have such a proliferation of runes. Therefore, they witnessed scenes where any weapon that made contact with the Kedal metal blade was sliced through in an instant, as easily as a knife through butter, offering no resistance whatsoever.

Under these circumstances, if Feng encountered a cultivator of the Royal Dao, she could rely solely on basic attacks without using her own magic power to overwhelm her opponent without them having a chance to retaliate.

After leaving Linshui City and retreating to the Demon Clan’s camp, Zisu patiently waited for the rumors to ferment. And sure enough, spurred on by the tempo set by merchants and Demon Clan spies, rumors started to fly within the territories of the three aristocratic families.

Everyone was discussing that the Yichuan Clan planned to betray the other two aristocratic families in exchange for a precarious existence in West Outer Heaven. A thoughtful person could easily realize that the Yichuan Clan, foolish as they might be, wouldn’t do such a thing.

The Demon Clan feared a united front of the three aristocratic families; if the Yichuan Clan sold out the other two, they would isolate themselves. Once the Demon Clan dealt with the other two families, there’s no way they would spare the Yichuan.

But the truth is always the most vulnerable to distortion. Despite calls from the wise to stop the spread of such discourse, rumors spread throughout the streets and alleys of South West Outer Heaven. Some of the Demon Clan even heard these rumors and began to protest any compromise with the three aristocratic families.

Over the next week, Zisu stayed calmly in the camp, waiting for the situation to escalate. Regardless of the final outcome, one thing was certain—the already fragile alliance between the three aristocratic families would be further strained.

On the tenth day, the rumors continued to spread, reaching even the Demon Clan and people of Kyushu in Big South East Peace City, leading them to believe the Demon Clan’s army was preparing to compromise with the three aristocratic families.

Faced with this, Linglan felt somewhat constrained, but fortunately she had Luo’er, an expert in propaganda, by her side. With Luo’er’s ceaseless efforts, the public opinion in Big South East Peace City quickly calmed down.

At this point, the Yichuan Clan had become a target for all, as everyone watched them openly meeting with the Demon Clan, followed by the cessation of hostilities between both armies, sparking wild speculation.

On the tenth day, the Yichuan Clan could no longer restrain themselves. They sent Yichuan Yong as a representative to the Demon Clan’s camp to confront Zisu and demand an explanation.

Zisu wasn’t intimidated by the Yichuan Clan’s visit; accompanied by Cheng Ziang and others, she walked out of the military camp to meet Yichuan Yong and his party in the open field.

"Why are rumors flying everywhere now?" As soon as he saw Zisu, Yichuan Yong got straight to the point.

"How would I know that? Are you suspecting us of spreading rumors?" Zisu posed as completely unaware and spread her hands as she spoke.

"Our Yichuan Clan has not negotiated with the Demon Clan, nor have we sold out the other two aristocratic families," Yichuan Yong said anxiously.

"I know, but shouldn’t you be explaining this to the two aristocratic families? Why come to me?" Zisu shrugged her shoulders, an innocent look on her face.

"They don’t believe us!" In stark contrast to Zisu’s indifference, Yichuan Yong seemed rather distraught.

"What does that have to do with us? We do indeed hope to resolve the conflict in West Outer Heaven, but we shouldn’t be held responsible for the rumors within your borders," Zisu stated.

"I know, but now there are rumors everywhere..." Yichuan Yong said, holding his brow, a pained expression on his face.

Zisu did not immediately respond but eyed him, squinting, and then she asked somewhat angrily, "Why don’t you just say it outright that our Demon Clan has caused you this trouble and made you suffer unjust accusations from the two aristocratic families?"

"I didn’t say that..." Yichuan Yong appeared to be on the defensive.

"But that’s what you’re thinking. If not, why would you come to us seeking justice when something goes wrong, instead of explaining to your own people?" Zisu’s voice also started to rise.

She shrewdly noticed that Yichuan Yong did not possess the same diplomatic skills as Yichuan Hong, so she began to apply pressure in her own way, hoping to prevent him from deeper thinking and making him follow her lead.

"We didn’t come to seek justice..." Yelled at by Zisu like that, Yichuan Yong began to speak incoherently.

"What do you really want to do? You have an internal problem and come running to us, what do you mean by this?" Zisu cocked her head, maintaining a pressing posture, forcing Yichuan Yong to be unable to swiftly respond.

"This, I, this, I... my father hopes that you will visit Linshui City again to meet with the other two aristocratic families and clear up this matter," Yichuan Yong stammered, looking blankly at Zisu.

"I’m sorry, I can’t go with you," Zisu flatly refused his request, "I’m an official of the Demon Clan, under orders from the highest authority. Until I get a clear directive, I cannot agree to anything for you."

"Please come with us!" Yichuan Yong, gritting his teeth, gave an order and the soldiers he had brought instantly surrounded Zisu and her people.

"Wow wow wow, how scary," Hu Daoke commented, casually disabling the safety on his machine gun. At the same time, Feng also drew his sharp Kedal metal blade.

"What are you doing? Do you understand the consequences of this action?" Seeing Cheng Ziang come to her side and draw his handgun, Zisu calmly looked at Yichuan Yong and asked.

"My father tasked me with bringing you back to explain things clearly to them, please forgive my impudence," Yichuan Yong said through clenched teeth, his face showing an ugly expression.

"This is abduction, don’t make it sound like you’re under such difficulty..." Cheng Ziang couldn’t help but interject.

"Do you have a right to speak, you lowly servant!" Yichuan Yong glared at him, his words unceremoniously harsh.

"If you dare touch me today, then we have nothing to talk about anymore, and you can continue your war with the Demon Clan. Of course, I don’t think you’ll be able to take me back, so you might also have to obediently lose your life here," Zisu voiced her threat with an emotionless expression.