Crafting an Immortal Race with Daily Hexagrams-Chapter 432 - 214: The Great Harvest (Part 2)

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Chapter 432: Chapter 214: The Great Harvest (Part 2)

If his master, Pei Zhao, or the elder brother Fu Yang, who was expelled from Qiyun Valley, were here, they might be able to deduce the mysteries of this place through the faint presence around them.

Without thinking much, he immediately took to Sword Control and flew toward the Flame Lake Ridge where the Magma Lake was located.

...

Winter arrived, and heavy dark clouds covered half of Yangnao Land.

The cold wind howled, everything was desolate, and the common people outside of Yunzhong were grateful for surviving another year.

At noon, tiny snowflakes began to drift down from the sky, gradually increasing in intensity.

In the direction of Hidden Dragon Mountain, wind and snow engulfed the woodland, and many demon beasts exuding an aura of evil qi quietly crouched, their gazes fixed on the east of Hidden Dragon Mountain.

Behind the horde of demon beasts, in two luxurious palanquins carried by dozens of robust half-transformed demon beasts, sat Commander Lan, dressed neatly and lavishly, lounging lazily while fiddling with a dark gold dagger.

The dark gold dagger was seven inches long, exuding a strong aura of a magical treasure.

Commander Lan’s fingertips emitted a faint demon elemental power, and with each movement of his fingers, the dark gold dagger swirled between them like a well-behaved, agile little snake.

"Brother Lan, is it about time?"

On another palanquin beside Commander Lan, the burly White Mountain Monarch was not as leisurely; he occasionally peeked, looking toward Yunshui City to the east of Hidden Dragon Mountain.

"No rush, Mountain Monarch, we haven’t received any messages from Fushan Country yet."

Commander Lan flicked his finger, making a crisp sound with the dark gold dagger, which then swiftly vanished into his clothing.

"What’s that slut Wushi Ao up to?"

"Is he playing us this time?"

The White Mountain Monarch cursed angrily, sitting heavily on the throne of the palanquin, causing the little demons carrying it to stumble and hurriedly stabilize it.

Hearing this, Commander Lan’s lips twitched into a sneer and said, "You see it now, Mountain Monarch?"

"If we proceed as agreed and march the army to Yunshui City’s vicinity, it would surely draw all the cultivators from the Shen Family’s attention."

"Does that bitch want to take advantage of that?" The White Mountain Monarch glared angrily and spoke in a booming voice.

Commander Lan’s eyes darkened, and after some contemplation, he shook his head slightly and said, "He won’t..."

"He probably plans to watch us clash with the Shen Family to gain insight into their strength."

"Perhaps he has other plans."

As he spoke, he recalled the secret report sent by the Celestial Fox Demon King some days ago.

Since Fushan Country could know about the "True Monarch’s Decree," Great Witch Mountain would naturally know as well.

Commander Lan suspected that the Six Major Golden Core Powers in Yangnao Land must have already received this ominous news.

But for now, the six powers had already entered the game, becoming pieces on the chessboard.

The Chess Player hidden behind the scenes would surely not let them easily leave this worldly chessboard of Yangnao Land.

As chess pieces, their freedom of movement was limited; all they could do now was exercise caution and be ever vigilant.

Without acting rashly, they would not become the first sacrificial piece.

He vaguely guessed that Fushan Country’s actions were not merely about using Great Witch Mountain to contain the Shen Family and Luoxia Mountain forces to gain some benefit.

Behind the scenes, Wushi Ao likely wanted Great Witch Mountain to make the first move and observe how the hidden Chess Player would respond next.

"Then why are we even thinking about fighting?"

"Instead of letting our boys get drenched by snow and blown by wind, we might as well just stop here!"

The White Mountain Monarch grumbled resentfully as he patted the armrest of his throne.

"Our Lady requires an explanation."

Hearing his thoughtless remark, Commander Lan couldn’t help but facepalm and said, "We’re here to gather blood harvest; it serves no purpose to drag this out."

The White Mountain Monarch turned around, squinted slightly, and frowned, "To fight or not to fight, what does Brother Lan suggest we do?"

Commander Lan’s gaze flickered with calculated deliberation before he suddenly smiled.

"If everyone just wants to watch and nobody is willing to make the first move, I will break the stalemate and completely disrupt this situation."

"Then we’ll see how those invisible big hands behind everything respond."

"Mountain Monarch, please take these young ones back first."

"Restrain them, and make sure not to consume all the seeds under your control, or if we can’t harvest enough blood food, our Lady will blame us, and both we and our tribes might become her food."

The White Mountain Monarch shot him a skeptical look, thinking of asking something but swallowed his words.

Commander Lan, as the primary commander under Great Witch Mountain’s jurisdiction, possessed extraordinary wisdom and deep scheming, winning the favor of the Celestial Fox Demon King.

He felt too lazy to participate in such brain-draining affairs.

"Take care, Brother Lan."

After cupping his fists to salute, the White Mountain Monarch then waved his hand, "Boys, retreat!"

Upon command, the many demon beasts, crouched in the snowstorm, all gathered their evil qi and began moving toward the Western Wilderness.

Moments later, only the palanquin holding Commander Lan and the sixteen robust little demons who carried it remained amidst the vast snowstorm.

Inside the palanquin, after some contemplation, Commander Lan lightly waved his hand and said in a calm voice, "Let’s go to Yunshui City."

The sixteen robust little demons immediately shouted, carrying the large palanquin and flying toward Yunshui City’s direction.

On the eastern side of Hidden Dragon Mountain, the Ren Water Concealing Spirit Array offered no hindrance to the snowfall.

In less than an hour, the entirety of Yunshui City was draped in white, a vast expanse of silver.