Mountain Patrol Military Officer-Chapter 498 - 386: This is interesting (asking for monthly tickets)
Chapter 498: Chapter 386: This is interesting (asking for monthly tickets)
At this moment, in the pitch-black night, two rows of bronze lamps lit up on the second floor of this small courtyard, the flames flickering with a dim yellow hue.
Against the candle-yellow light, silhouettes were reflected on the window.
In front of a low table, seven or eight people knelt, their upper bodies straight, divided into two rows, with swords placed horizontally on their thighs—a demeanor reminiscent of a guest.
Behind the low table, clothed in a black python robe, the Heir of Beiliang gazed slightly downward, looking at the person in front.
The other person held both hands respectfully, "Currently, the mirage in Taiping County has begun affecting real space. That Ancestor Mountain, as the locals of Taiping County call it, is enveloped in thick fog. I’ve ventured in to investigate; it’s like a maze, no matter what methods I use, I just end up going in circles and cannot proceed."
"I suspect this isn’t some illusion realm, but rather a twist in space!
"Additionally, a citizen cutting wood outside the city claimed to have seen a mysterious firebird enter this mountain. Based on my investigations, I suspect it’s the same bird that the Ninth Mountain Army once pursued at General Mountain. Such circumstances are no simple matter amidst the current phenomena in Shu!"
"Moreover, a Piaoqi under the Ninth Mountain’s Colonel has already sent people to seal off this mountain, seemingly attaching great importance to it. I believe it’s best to act sooner, while the Ninth Mountain’s Colonel hasn’t made a big move yet. We can take the first step."
The person’s eyes flashed with a brilliant gleam.
These guests were dispatched by the Heir to collect Luck Spirit Roots in various locations along Jiannan Road.
Some indeed had results, such as in Qingyuan County of Anshun Prefecture, where some hunters encountered an avalanche while hunting in the mountains and got buried under an ice crevice. Just as they were about to starve and freeze to death, they discovered a glowing red fruit in the ice. In desperation, they swallowed it whole, feeling a burning sensation through their bodies, and their muscles and bones emitted a humming sound, like the harmony of the Dao Sound. One hunter accelerated from the Bone Forging Stage martial artist directly to Profound Body!
The guests verified that this indeed happened!
Anyway, with the great snow in July, such rumors have slowly increased.
Vitality hidden under the ice layers amidst the decay of all things is no longer a secret.
As for the suddenly emerging mountain in Taiping County, it’s very peculiar, initially taken over and sealed by the Ninth Mountain, so only a few people know of it.
"Somewhat interesting!" The Heir of Beiliang nodded slowly, "It’s so close, might as well go and take a look!"
"What about the people from the Ninth Mountain?" a guest whispered, showing a strange expression.
"The Ninth Mountain’s edge is sharp, avoid them if possible, don’t let these people distract us..." The Heir’s voice slowly unfolded, the flickering candlelight cast unusual shadows across his side profile.
During the Heir of Beiliang’s speech, a knocking sound, "thump, thump, thump," broke the stillness of the night outside.
At that instant, a figure suddenly appeared beside the Heir, causing the nearby candle to flicker, while an aged voice whispered in his ear.
"The Holy Sect Saintess has arrived!"
"She’s brought someone interesting along!"
The Heir of Beiliang furrowed his brow; he didn’t really want to be involved with this Saintess, because of the Ninth Mountain.
"You all may leave."
"Yes, Your Grace."
The guests withdrew promptly, vanishing into the shadows beyond the candlelight’s reach.
The Heir, with a wave of his sleeve, pondered deeply, "Let them in."
Soon, a screeching sound of the door opening pierced the silent night outside.
Heavy footsteps echoed, gradually approaching, accompanied by the clangs of collision.
The Heir of Beiliang was familiar with the sound—armor clashing amidst strolling footsteps.
Although Elder Wang mentioned two people had arrived, only one set of footsteps was heard.
Soon, as the staircase echoed closer, the Heir saw the two under the light and shadows.
The Western Regions Holy Sect’s Saintess, who had changed her attire for this meeting. Wearing a black gold-threaded dress with a chest slit, the flame highlighted her alluring skin, her face an enigma concealed by a large-eyed bronze mask.
Yet the Heir’s gaze did not fall on this mysterious, noble, dangerously captivating Saintess, but rather on the great man behind her.
Donned in green armor, which distinctly belonged to the standardized Ninth Mountain gear!
Unexpectedly, the one accompanying the Saintess was a military officer of the Ninth Mountain!
The Heir’s eyebrows raised, hearing Elder Wang’s eerie voice by his ear, "This officer is no longer himself, occupied by something else!"
"Not body possession; his essence remains, more like soul possession!"
"Seems to be the handiwork of their Holy Sect!"
The Heir furrowed his raised brow; he’d long known their cultivation techniques were bizarre, and even he hadn’t spotted it.
"Tong Shan, left-road Weiwei Captain of Ninth Mountain, pays respect to His Grace the Heir!"
The green-armored man spoke with a deep voice, his eyes lively, stepping forward to clasp his hands in salute.
The Heir did not acknowledge ’this person,’ instead gazed into the smiling eyes under the bronze mask, speaking with cold indifference: "I remember mentioning to the Saintess before, not to meddle in the grievances between you and that Colonel. Replacing this Ninth Mountain Military Officer and bringing him to me, what is your intention?"
The seductive Saintess chuckled, the slit of her black skirt tempting, "Indeed, Your Grace has keen eyes. I’ve been observing the Ninth Mountain these two days, intending to infiltrate, but the mountain’s numerous prohibitions and the failure to encounter isolated troops kept me stalled. Today, my followers finally seized a chance and intercepted a messenger soldier heading south!"
The Heir’s gaze sharpened, knowing the Saintess’s followers intercepted an eight hundred miles urgent message.
"This is playing with fire! Do you know intercepting such urgent military messages is a serious offense?"
His tone darkened, his disdain for such unscrupulous acts evident from someone birthed from the disciplined ranks of the Royal Beiliang Mansion. Eight hundred miles urgent messages typically signify dire military urgency; any mishap delaying strategic actions could cost countless lives.
As the Heir of the Royal Beiliang Mansion, he had calculated risks within his heart.
Despite his personal vendetta with the Ninth Mountain Colonel, his intent was aimed only at the individual.
Eyes gleaming beneath the bronze mask, the Saintess amended, "I must find whom I seek."
"This concerns the grand plan of the Holy Sect, risking some is worthwhile."
"Back to the main point, this communication captain holds a fascinating secret letter! I reckoned Your Grace might be intrigued, therefore I came unannounced."
"What secret letter?" The Heir’s gaze shifted slightly.
That green-armored officer stepped forward, handing over a scroll with the fire seal opened.
The Heir raised his hand, clutching it effortlessly, then unfurled the paper.
The paper displayed disjointed, unconnected characters.
It’s a secret text, needing specific ordering to make sense.
Common within military camps.
"Through soul control, we uncovered the contents of this secret letter."
"Head to Chuanzhong Pass and find a man named Gongsun Yang, ask if he knows the whereabouts of Colonel!" freewebnoveℓ.com
"That is indeed intriguing!"
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