Chapter 632: We Can Deploy Troops Now

Xiao Yuanhang thought for a moment: "Xun Er, pick a few clever ones right away and return to Jingcheng to deliver a message to Wang Mingrui."

"Send him to Guoshi Residence to join forces with the National Preceptor, cause some commotion at the Grand Temple, and make it look as if the ancestors are manifesting."

"After they act, take Tuan Tuan's mysterious order to the Fortune Tea House and ask them to spread the matter."

"Let everyone in Jingcheng know that the Grand Temple is uneasy and the ancestors are restless."

Xiao Ningyuan laughed: "This move is good; they have no Imperial Seal, so they're most worried that their name is not upright and their words are not smooth, unable to convince the world."

"If the Grand Temple is stirred up, Cheng Jing's head will hurt even more."

Xiao Ningxun vaguely understood: "Father means we're preparing to siege the city?"

Xiao Yuanhang turned around, looking at his sons: "The reason they keep their eyes on Tuan Tuan is that, with her present, they cannot deal with Xibei and cannot keep Jingcheng steady."

"Now Feng Zhou is in fine health, and the remaining eight keys can be connected soon."

"Our 50,000-strong main army has been resting and sharpening for a long time, and now we have 40,000 reinforcements from the Western Regions; everything is ready."

"If we want to protect Tuan Tuan, we must capture Jingcheng and execute the traitors."

"Uproot the weeds completely, leaving none, so that future trouble is forever eliminated."

The three brothers all nodded together.

Xiao Ningchen rubbed his fists: "Finally it's time to fight; the soldiers have been looking forward to this day."

Xiao Yuanhang nodded: "On the day the keys are connected, we will send someone to the Western Regions to order the 40,000 reinforcements to mobilize immediately."

Xiao Ningxun asked: "Might it be a bit late?"

Xiao Yuanhang smiled faintly: "Tell Bai Buluo that Tuan Tuan wants Dada; his temperament will make him eager to fly over."

Xiao Ningyuan laughed heartily: "Right! That line will definitely work!"

Xiao Yuanhang raised his hand toward the outside of the tent: "It's not just our family; all the soldiers outside are also eager to return like arrows."

"This battle must be won, otherwise we would betray those who follow us."

The three brothers all said solemnly: "Yes! This battle will be victorious!"

More than ten days later, in the evening.

Feng Zhou entered the central army's main tent, holding the iron box containing the keys.

Tuan Tuan was hugging Xiao Yuanhang's neck, twining him around to play, while Xiao Feifei obediently lay on the table, tilting her little head and staring at her.

The three brothers sat nearby with smiles.

Tuan Tuan turned her head at the sound: "Feng Zhou! You're here!"

Feng Zhou's expression was excited, eyes sparkling: "Prince, Young Alliance Leader, the keys are all connected."

Xiao Ningchen sprang up: "What? So fast?"

Feng Zhou placed the iron box on the table; Xiao Feifei hopped obediently into Tuan Tuan's arms, making room for him.

Everyone gathered around.

Feng Zhou was unusually excited, about to lift the lid, when Xiao Yuanhang pressed his hand down: "This matter is no trivial thing; go, to His Majesty's imperial tent."

The group entered the Emperor's grand tent together.

Xiao Jieyun, upon hearing the keys were all connected, was overjoyed and hurriedly ordered people to call Xiao Ze and Xiao Ran over as well.

Feng Zhou set the iron box on the table and stepped aside; Xiao Yuanhang placed the Heavenly Son Sword beside the box.

Finally, this day has arrived!

Everyone's emotions surged, and their gazes were fixed firmly on the iron box.

Tuan Tuan sat in Xiao Jieyun's arms, puzzled that he hadn't moved: "Imperial Uncle! Open it and let us see!"

Xiao Jieyun took a deep breath, reached out, and lifted the lid.

Nine miniature Heavenly Son Swords were lined up, lying quietly in the box; each was flawlessly crafted, appearing as one whole.

Xiao Ningchen patted Feng Zhou's shoulder: "Your craftsmanship is excellent! You can't see any break at all."

Xiao Ze kept nodding: "Indeed so."

Feng Zhou chuckled.

Tuan Tuan extended a small hand, took one out, and examined it repeatedly: "Wow! So fun!"

Xiao Ran frowned: "Why doesn't the last dot on the Heavenly Son Sword shine?"

"Indeed!" Xiao Ningyuan couldn't help it either, "Shouldn't it light up once all the keys are connected? Why is there no response?"

Xiao Jieyun's heart sank.

Xiao Ningxun said: "Could it be that something is still missing?"

He glanced at his sister: "Tuan Tuan, could you take a look?"

Tuan Tuan returned the one in her hand to the box, picked up a nearby Heavenly Son Sword: "Hey! Why aren't you lighting up?"

She pouted, her voice baby‑like, threatening: "If you still don't light up, I won't want you! Got that?"

Xiao Feifei jumped up high, humming "Eee eee eee" at the Heavenly Son Sword, looking almost exactly like Tuan Tuan.

Xiao Ningyuan and Xiao Ran couldn't hold back, bursting into laughter with a "puff" sound.

Xiao Yuanhang raised his hand to his forehead and said, "Tuan Tuan, what's the point of scolding it?"

Xiao Ze and Xiao Ningxun suppressed laughter and lowered their heads.

Xiao Ningchen shook his head inwardly.

Xiao Jieyun glared at his sons, "I am burning with anxiety here, you all!"

He lowered his head gently and patted Tuan Tuan's little head: "Good girl, besides… scolding it, is there any other good method?"

Tuan Tuan shook her head: "No, I don't know!"

"Uh." Xiao Jieyun choked.

Tuan Tuan looked at everyone, tossed the Heavenly Son Sword into the iron box: "If you still don't obey, I'll lock you inside and not let you out!"

After speaking, she closed the lid, hugged her two little arms to her chest, and hummed.

The crowd: "……"

Feng Zhou's face turned ashen. "Did I get something wrong? Why isn't the Heavenly Son Sword lighting up?"

Xiao Jieyun suppressed his disappointment, his expression unchanged: "Thank you for your effort, Feng Zhou."

Feng Zhou snapped to his knees with a thud: "Your Majesty! It must be my fault; I'll take this back and ponder it further."

The next moment.

Tuan Tuan pointed at the box: "Huh, there's light inside!"

Eunuch Cheng also saw it: "The Little Princess is right! Light is shining out of the box!"

Everyone hurriedly looked at the iron box, only to see a faint white glow seeping from its seams.

Xiao Jieyun was hesitating whether to open the box when Tuan Tuan reached out and flung the lid open.

There, the last dimple was silently flashing white light.

The light was soft, like the first thread of moonlight at night.

As this last dimple lit up, the other six dimples gradually burst into dazzling light.

Tuan Tuan giggled: "They're all lit! Look, how beautiful!"

Xiao Feifei stopped calling, gave a light jump into her arms, and peered into the box with her little head.

The seven dimples' light shimmered together, flowing along the sword blade, gathering into the blade, then flowing out back to the seven dimples, cycling repeatedly, growing brighter.

The darkened areas of the Heavenly Son Sword peeled away layer by layer, revealing a warm, ink‑like sword blade beneath.

Everyone held their breath.

After an unknown time, the radiance ceased flowing, gently retracted, and fully sank into the sword blade.

Tuan Tuan reached out, took the Heavenly Son Sword, and patted it: "So obedient!"

Only then did everyone notice that the nine keys below had all turned the same color as the Heavenly Son Sword!

Xiao Ningxun suddenly understood: "Ah, that's how it works! The Heavenly Son Sword only lights up when placed together with the keys!"

He raised his head to look at his sister: "Tuan Tuan, you're truly a lucky star!"

"If you hadn't put the Heavenly Son Sword in the box, we'd still be waiting around cluelessly!"

Xiao Jieyun laughed heartily, lifting Tuan Tuan: "Yuanhang, you really have a wonderful daughter!"

Xiao Yuanhang knelt on one knee: "Your Majesty, the Heavenly Son Sword is complete; we can launch the campaign."