Chapter 615

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Chapter 615: The Sleeping Dragon and Phoenix Chick

At the peak of the Great Snowy Mountain, a thousand feet of ice.

In a small pot above the sky, lies the ancient ruins of Buzhou Mountain.

In a dark, lightless black space, a beam of light falls, illuminating nine chairs, without a table.

The nine chairs vary in height, with no other decorations. Surrounding them is an invisible darkness, monotonous and suffocating.

Light gathers in the air, casting seven ethereal figures who each take a seat on the nine chairs, filling seven of them.

They were all wearing the same long robes, hiding their faces beneath the clothes, making it impossible to see their expressions clearly and their breaths felt heavy and murky.

The figure sitting in the second highest seat spoke up, "Let the meeting begin."

"Wait." The fifth seat asked. Where are the other two? The first seat and the ninth seat have not arrived yet.

"The first seat will not be attending," the second seat said calmly. "As for the ninth seat, they have already passed away."

"What?" The third seat leaned forward. How did they die?

"They died at the hands of Xue Luoyang. He was meant to be exposed anyway. It doesn’t matter. At the next meeting, someone will recommend a new ninth seat to attend," the second seat said coldly, almost mechanically.

"What is the agenda for today?" the seventh seat asked.

"The first item on the agenda is related to Xue Luoyang."

"Oh? Is it finally being activated? The Heroic Spirit Project," the fifth seat exclaimed with excitement.

"Understanding the Heroic Spirit Principle is not easy, especially when you are targeting the strongest globally." The Fourth Seat asked. Are you really sure?

"If Xue Luoyang was in her peak state, perhaps no one could surpass her, but now she may not be so." The Second Seat said. We need to plan carefully and consider for a long time. For us, Xue Luoyang is a key player that we must deal with.

"How exactly?" The Seventh Seat asked. Was the Ninth Seat also sacrificed for this purpose?

"Yes, the first wedge has long been in Xue Luoyang’s body, the second wedge just struck, surely causing her discomfort; the third wedge still needs time…" After a moment of silence, the Second Seat said slowly, "The second day’s schedule, related to the battle between righteousness and demon, will be explained by you, the Sixth Seat."

The Sixth Seat on the left side said. The contest will start in a month.

Diwu Seat stood up and asked. Contest? Involving the Immortals, Buddhists, and Taoists?

The Sixth Seat said. All of them… This contest will be unprecedented in scale, perhaps the last… because Kunlun Shrine will open, and then the scholars, monks, Taoists, and martial artists will gather. There is a thirty percent chance that we may see the gods of Kunlun.

Diwu Seat shook his head. In this situation, isn’t picking a fight asking for trouble?

The Second Seat said. All actions involve risks. Since it is a battle between righteousness and demon, there will inevitably be risks. We have been lurking for so long. It is not easy to capture everything in one go. There has been a long preparation before this.

The third person asked. Are we fully prepared?

The sixth person said. Without the ‘Memories of the Past’ bead, our plan has less than a thirty percent chance of success.

The second person said. On the third day, we received a request from the Black Dragon of Hongze for intervention and pressure assistance in their capture.

Diwu sneered. Is this trivial matter worth scheduling separately? Who are we even capturing, just some minor character? Have these Black Dragons lost all courage on land? Treating us like dogs?

The second person said. We have a lead on the whereabouts of the ‘Memories of the Past’ bead, and our cooperation with the Black Dragon of Hongze is crucial. We need it to share the additional pressure, disrupt the line of sight, and create chaos. In this sense, our interests align perfectly, making them a natural ally… If the Black Dragon finds the ‘Memories of the Past’ bead, our plan’s success rate could increase by thirty percent.

The seventh person asked. Who are we capturing this time? How strong are they?

The second person said. His name is Bai Wei, presumed to be a grandmaster… He has stolen the Huaishui dragon and is currently missing in hiding.

The air fell silent for a moment.

The seventh person coldly said. Too petty, is Lord Hongze intentionally delaying our plan for his son’s green hat?

The second seat said. It’s best to cooperate with him and apply some pressure, to get the attention of the Ming Country and help us advance our main plan.

The third seat remained skeptical, "Are you sure you can get the Dream Orb from Lord Hongze? And is it really qualified to obtain the Dream Orb?"

"Even if Lord Hongze is not qualified, it doesn’t matter. Someone can get it for us," the second seat said confidently.

"Who?"

"I can’t tell you now, but it’s the truth," the second seat turned to the first seat, "That’s what the first seat said."

No one spoke, it was quiet. Some may have communicated secretly, but it all ended in silence.

After a minute of silence.

"As per the first seat’s order," the third seat said. We will help Lord Hongze, and also to divert attention. But at the moment, we have limited resources left. We have spent a lot of manpower and time preparing for the upcoming battle between good and evil.

"Taking action will attract unwanted attention. The ninth seat is already dead, no one wants to follow in his footsteps," the fourth seat said. Applying pressure is the limit. While the Dream Orb is important, we must not forget our previous plans.

The second person spoke kindly, "Everything stays as planned, pressure will be given… Surely to ensure this person’s safety, the Ming Country heroic spirit will also take action… With a conclusion reached, specific matters will be arranged individually. Today’s meeting ends here, everyone, we will meet again in seven days."

…

Army District of Jinling City.

There was a cup of tea in front of Xia Longque, but she didn’t touch it or drink it.

A document was placed in front of her, not on official letterhead documents.

But its importance was still significant.

"It seems the conclusion from above has come out." Xia Longque’s shoulder epaulettes reflected light under the lamp, her tone cold and slightly mocking, "I thought some people’s knees would go weak, but I didn’t expect them to be this weak."

"Little Longque, that’s a bit…" An elderly man with graying hair sat on the sofa in a military uniform, looking spirited.

"My apologies, Chief of Staff."

"That’s an understatement," the Chief of Staff held onto the paper, "Their knees never left the ground at all."

Xia Longque laughed. Wasn’t the Chief of Staff upset when he first heard it too?

"It’s rare to see young people show their spirited side. It’s not true that I’m not happy, but I have to be angry too," the Chief of Staff stroked his chin, "Letting go of such a talented young person, of course I’m angry. I should advise him to join the military sooner."

The elderly man held a warm thermos cup in his hands and sighed. A Martial Saint at twenty years old, a monstrous talent. He can’t be defeated in a place like this, being harmed by those black dragons.

Xia Longque nodded. Indeed.

The elderly man leaned forward. Little Longque, don’t you think the young man is good too? You’re already in your thirties, this is…

Xia Longque sat up straight, "Chief of Staff, heroic spirit doesn’t have the freedom to choose one’s partner."

"Nonsense, who said that!" the Chief of Staff stared. Saying that the Ming Country seems heartless, is blind dating considered freedom of choice in marriage?

The Major General looked at the documents and said. But Chief of Staff, this young man, is acting out of love, why should I join in the fun?

The Chief of Staff took a sip of tea, "This dragon may not have a good relationship with him. I’m old, I can’t stand to see these dragons taking advantage of the situation. Even my grandmother is old, but still can act… How can we let this sea monster swallow our strong young men from the Ming Country? They should stay at home."

Xia Longque remained calm on the outside, but inside she thought, ‘You didn’t say that when you were young, you were eager to roll around with a dragon maiden.’

"But it’s understandable to be reckless when young." The Chief of Staff set down his tea cup, "This document looks good to me… As for the dragon maiden, we can’t interfere, but we must look after our own people. This young lad Bai Wei, we need to keep an eye on him. He’s from Jinling City, I saw him a few times at the martial arts studio before, I thought he had potential… We can’t let him slip away somewhere else."

Xia Longque leaned back in her chair, thinking of something funny, "He used to apply to join the Jin Yi Wei, but the examiner from Bureau Nineteen rejected his application three years in a row. I wonder if that examiner can sleep at night now."

The Chief of Staff nodded, "It’s not necessarily a bad thing, Bureau Nineteen may not be the best place for young people. He should stay in the local military district and shine. When the major military districts hold competitions, he could easily bring back six or seven champion trophies… Look here, I still have a row of empty places on top, I’m hoping to fill this cabinet before I retire, too many bronze and silver ones, not enough gold, don’t you think?"

Xia Longque nodded and bowed, "You’re right."

"So, will you take on this task?" The Chief of Staff asked calmly, "It’s not an order, this is not something that requires heroics."

"Do other military districts think the same way?" Xia Longque asked with interest.

The Chief of Staff chuckled but didn’t reply.

"I’m afraid they might attack elsewhere too," Xia Longque shrugged helplessly. "Just capture people and then… Ha, a young Martial Saint like that, who wouldn’t want him? In just over ten years, he’ll become a General… I wonder what the others would think?"

Some second-grade heroic spirits from the Ming Country remain in various battle zones, while others stay in Yan City, there is still competition between them… Those who have been soldiers all know that there is competition between military units, internal competition ensures basic vitality.

Xia Longque pressed her fingertips together, crushing the paper into powder. She stood up and said. I don’t want to create unnecessary opponents out of thin air, so I better make a trip and think about how to persuade him. If he falls for such tactics, Chief of Staff, maybe you should consider preparing several granddaughters for him?

"Except for granddaughters still in elementary school, all the others are acceptable, even those in high school can be engaged early." The Chief of Staff laughed heartily, "Go and come back quickly."

"I don’t have a choice," Xia Longque said regretfully, "Tracking and detaining people are not my strengths, so I’ll take a detour to Huaishui first."