Secret Records of the Leader of the Beichen Sword Sect-Chapter 1084 - 549: Strategizing from the Command Tent

"Aba aba!"

"Mm mm!"

"Aba aba aba!"

"Mm mm mm!"

"Aba aba aba aba!!"

"Mm mm mm mm!!"

At this time, Yang Yuanzhao, who just woke up and found himself bound like a mummy on the bed, looked at Huan Sheng, who was sitting uneasily in the duck’s nest, his face flushed with anxiety, and then at Chen Xuantian, who was stirring a soup pot with a serious expression,

"...What did he say?"

Chen Xuantian stroked his chin,

"Actually, I didn’t fully understand either..."

"Aba!!"

"Ahem, don’t rush, don’t rush. I’ve got the main point; anyway, Chan Zi was kidnapped."

Yang Yuanzhao was shocked,

"What! Then why aren’t you rescuing him! Are you still making soup here?"

"What I’m doing here is legitimate business, okay..."

Chen Xuantian looked at the mute and the disabled, then at his soup, feeling helpless,

"How about we wait until tomorrow? Don’t worry too much; Chan Zi’s life is tough, he’s not going to die easily. There will be plenty of such situations in the future, it’s not bad to get some experience.

Wait until tomorrow, have Mr. Mo Fu Sr. bring the new recruits from the hunting team, let’s all discuss and practice..."

"Aba!" "Will it be too late then!" "Aba!" "Yeah, what if he dies!" "Aba aba!" "The mute says rescuing someone is like putting out a fire!"

Chen Xuantian wiped his sweat,

"Uh, okay, okay, I’ll go, don’t be so fierce. Come on, Huan Sheng, watch the soup and feed this disabled guy some broth, enough to nourish but not too much..."

"Aba!" "Hurry up!"

So, after setting up an array in the Dragon Palace, hitting a point, saving Liu Lang’s life, performing surgery on him, resolving his finger strength, treating his internal injuries, wrapping him up, and making soup with the heart, liver, and lungs of the Forty-seventh Prince, Chen Xuantian was sent to rescue people.

Ah, a life destined for hard work, really no choice...

So Chen Xuantian casually picked a handful of grass, stepped on his right foot with his left foot and rose to the sky, sitting on a cotton candy-like cloud, while pulling at the grass, glancing around, roughly estimating Chan Zi’s whereabouts.

Well, mainly because they didn’t intend to hide.

About northeast of Yun Meng, the soaring fierce light and ominous aura could be seen clearly, obviously indicating some demons causing trouble. And there were quite a few of them; at a glance, there were actually four powerful demon lights, clearly not some minor riffraff. Their Refining was condensed and unscattered, forceful but not chaotic, clearly each well-versed in basic skills, equipped with Divine Skills, secret manuals, and special moves, proficient in cultivation with Dao Power strong enough to rival Mystical Sect True Inheritance demon experts, they could already be considered ruling figures in the Central Plains.

More admirable is that these ordinarily thousand-mile dominating old demons, usually with a say-it-goes alpha mentality, actually understood the need to form alliances, clearly aware of the Mystical Sect’s threat, knowing acting alone would lead to being besieged and killed. Thus, these days they stayed tightly knit, with escape light only a few miles apart, mutually supportive and guarded against ambush. And at this moment all four were gathered together, likely scheming something.

Well, frankly speaking, they probably want to raid the Dragon Palace, play the dungeon.

Of course, now it seems this matter is not only for Lord Yun Meng’s position but perhaps also relates to those under Dragon King’s Concubine and Golden Pool Saint Mother. After all, the Kunlun Golden Pool is a sacred place on West Kunlun’s side, now occupied by the Five Calamities Old Immortal lineage.

And unlike the Mystic Sect, the Kunlun Demon Path never concerns itself with causality and retribution, acting freely and recklessly, avenging grievances on the spot. Logically, there’s no need to plot over years to come and eliminate completely.

So it’s likely that when that toad escaped to Yunmeng seeking refuge, it held some secret concerning Kunlun, prompting the Inverted Immortal to gather a group of Evil Demons and Heretics, resulting in this catastrophe.

Hmm, yes, of course, Chen Xuantian knew of these people days earlier. After all, they swaggered in with such a formidable presence, like a rebellious biker gang, no way could others be unaware.

So naturally, as soon as they arrived, Chen Xuantian used his Primordial Spirit Emergence to spy it over front and back, deciphered the roots of those four Kunlun Demon Path individuals in advance, which is why he prepared the Transforming Fish Balls, seizing the opportunity when they were about to act to lure the tiger away from the mountain, sneaking into Yunmeng Palace with Yang Yunzhao to scout.

Honestly, if it weren’t for the sudden appearance of this group of Heterodox, disrupting his leveling order and strategy planning, Chen Xuantian wouldn’t be troubled about insufficient cultivation and computing power, difficult to master the Thunder Formation.

Oh well, ultimately, man proposes, God disposes, even if a pie falls from the sky it may not land perfectly in your mouth, given the situation’s change, there’s no need to cling to the original script, it’s better to follow Heavenly Destiny and adjust the plan accordingly.

So, in short, let’s summarize and consolidate the intelligence Chen Xuantian has gathered and calculated so far.

This time, the leader among the four is naturally ’the Inverted Immortal’, a disciple of the Five Calamities Old Immortal, since he can still come to negotiate with Lord Yun Meng, mainly concerning the Kunlun Golden Toad, the causal sequence is basically clear.

Now, observing the qi, his Divine Light is dim, Daoist energy somewhat wavering, indicating an earlier clash with the Prime Minister lurking in the Dragon Palace, already sustaining hidden injuries, likely from that Mysterious Nether Finger, damaging his bones and lungs; if a weakness at the meridian could be found, one might take him out in a single strike.