Chaotic World Book-Chapter 529 - 514

This was Sisi’s first public appearance, as well as the Spirit Clan’s initial venture onto the world stage.

The backdrop was of a decisive war, clan supremacy, assassination from the Earth List; the sharp-eyed could see that this character was destined to stir up a storm in the Miao Region, a critical player... Yet the Judgement was strangely a plaintive boudoir lament.

Watching the words above her, Sisi didn’t feel any pride in ascending the Human List, her face blushed to her ears, "What is this about... I just left, how could I be wasted by longing, I am not even embarrassed..."

All the people of Yangzhou were also baffled. What did the affairs far in the Miao Region have to do with us?

Only Yue Hongling, walking alone with his horse under the moon, nearly stumbled, feeling for the first time that "under the Heavenly Dao, it seems everything was exposed." This summed up their origins from Yangzhou to the present...

Could it be that the Heavenly Dao was watching when we were doing that thing?

The real and fake Yue Hongling both felt a malevolence rising in their hearts: don’t let us advance to a certain Realm or else we’ll blind you.

Tang Buqi: "Which son of a bitch told my old man that revealing it wouldn’t be problematic? What is this?"

"Smack!" His aunt slapped the back of his head: "What are you muttering about? Changhe risked his life to stabilize the Miao Region, and you still say he did not."

Tang Buqi almost laughed in exasperation: "The Chaotic World Book already said, it’s all due to our efforts, what does Zhao Changhe have to do with this? Aunt, what are you imagining for him... Risking his life, does it refer to the process when Xiang Simeng was desperately in love? Hey, fuck, save me..."

Tang Wanju withdrew her foot poised to kick her nephew, looking up at the final judgement sentence, her eyes gradually brimming with mist.

Such beautiful words.

Devoted to just one clan, now withering from longing for you.

Reckless of rites and ceremonies, now for Zhao blushing shyly.

Does the Heavenly Dao have a spirit? Who wrote this poem?

By then, Sisi’s gaze finally withdrew from above, taking a deep breath, and gave a whistle again.

An eagle flew over, and the hidden troops outside the mountain received the signal, advancing en masse.

Pan Wan and others exclaimed in shock: "Holy Daughter, you..."

Sisi turned to look at them, her expression shifting from her usual smile to a cold detachment: "Alliance Hierarch, the strong and mighty act. The Black Miao did it, can’t my Spirit Clan?"

Dao Qingfeng said, "Does the Spirit Clan wish to make enemies with all clans? You seem not strong enough."

Sisi’s cold face broke into a smile again: "It’s fine if others say these words, but why must you, the Blade Clan Leader? This is an excellent opportunity to annihilate the Black Miao and end your longstanding grudge."

Dao Qingfeng narrowed his eyes. They indeed had a deep-seated enmity with the Black Miao, they had agreed when uniting against Xia, but the Black Miao aiming for kingship was unacceptable.

If a king must emerge in the Miao Region, anyone other than the Black Miao would be better.

But why couldn’t his White Clan ascend? He was no weaker than her Spirit Clan.

As he thought this, Sisi’s voice floated faintly: "Did everyone understand the Spell I just used?"

Dao Qingfeng’s mind stirred: "That was..."

"An ancient witchcraft from the last epoch, the key to communicating between Heaven and man. If you all join forces to pursue the Black Miao, I can share the Spell. Secret Treasures are rare in the Miao Region, why is that? Think about it."

Before Dao Qingfeng could respond, many smaller clans had already heard and simultaneously rejoiced: "Does the Holy Daughter keep her word?"

Sisi leisurely responded: "Of course, I keep my word."

"The Black Miao are unjust; we are willing to follow the Spirit Clan as the Alliance Hierarch!" A clan leader of a small clan yelled, "Follow me up the mountain, exterminate the Black Miao!"

Watching the grand scene of the Spirit Clan and various clans surging together towards Cang Mountain, Dao Qingfeng and Pan Wan exchanged glances, knowing that the Black Miao were finished, not just the Black Miao, but also the whole Miao Region’s momentum was now in Sisi’s hands, no one else could compete.

Watching Sisi standing under the setting sun, her beauty indescribable, both clan leaders thought: She’s clearly a scheming femme fatale, how could the Chaotic World Book’s judgement be so tender? Such a character, shy...

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The battle erupted on Cang Mountain, and it was also fiercely ongoing in front of Zhai Muzhi’s camp.

Li Shentong and the Snow Eagle fought as they retreated, vanishing to who knows where. Both sides subtly agreed, direct confrontation was too prone to friendly fire.

The Divine Brilliance Sect had another Elder from the Earth List, but he did not appear, presumably commanding the headquarters.

The long-missed Situ Xiao suddenly appeared, seemingly too embarrassed to salute Zhao Changhe, silently replacing his master’s role with his actions, charging into battle at the front of the camp, muddling the opposing forces.

Meanwhile, inside the camp gate, the commander of the Ba Shu soldiers was entangled by someone.

Zhao Changhe’s long saber danced wildly, exchanging over a dozen moves with Zhai Muzhi in a blink, with no clear outcome.

Lu Shouyi stood aside, extremely awkward, unsure how to intervene and feeling it inappropriate to intrude.

What he called a "practical issue" was just a pretentious reason to extricate Zhai Muzhi, which was not genuine at all. But the Chaotic World Book declared that practical issues were no more, Lei Zhentang was once again severely injured, chaos was inevitable in the Miao Region, at least for a short period they would not be able to join forces with Li Shentong...

Other matters were up to the Crown Prince himself, would you discuss Imperial rules with him? This Crown Prince refused, declaring himself an outlaw.

He even disclosed it openly, it was Xia Longyuan’s intention to protect Zhai Muzhi, Zhao Changhe still did not acknowledge it.

How to resolve this?

Lu Shouyi pondered, then simply fled. No matter if this Crown Prince was real or not, there was no need to continue involving himself. If a major upheaval happened in Ba Shu, it was the Xia Family’s own business, what did it have to do with him, Lu Shouyi of Fanyang?

As soon as Lu Shouyi left, Zhao Changhe’s pressure subsided.

The reason he kept concealing his expertise, merely wielding the Dragon Sparrow saber, was precisely because he sensed that Lu Shouyi’s cultivation was also not simple.

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