Chapter 775: Today Is the Moment I Finally Clear My Past Shame

She gently places the porcelain bottle on the table and pushes it toward Anbei Taixin: "This item dissolves in the wind and targets the eyes."

"Those poisoned feel excruciating pain in both eyes, tears gush like a spring, and within moments they will never be able to see again."

"If Master mixes this item into the fog barrier, the Fiery Nation's soldiers will not only be unable to see the road, but will from then on see nothing at all."

She pauses: "If all the soldiers become blind… even the Fiery Nation's war god, however mighty, would have no way to continue the siege."

"If the great army is defeated, that Immortal Envoy of the Nations would naturally become Master's prey."

Tengyuan Liangxin's eyes sparkled: "Madam Cheng's plan is truly cutting the firewood from under the pot!"

He looks at Anbei Taixin: "Master, what do you think?"

Anbei Taixin stares at the porcelain bottle, his expression fluctuating between gloom and cheer.

This Zhongyuan old woman truly is a nuisance!

She calmly stole the spotlight from me!

However, if we can capture that Immortal Envoy of the Nations and avenge my grievance, I won't mind following your suggestion.

He extends his hand, slips the porcelain bottle into his sleeve, and replies lightly, "Fine."

At the same moment, the Fiery Nation's Main Camp.

In the central army's main tent, discussions are also underway.

Xiao Yuanhang, holding his daughter, sits behind the command desk and scans the crowd: "You all witnessed last night's events. Had the National Preceptor not been present, the troops' morale would have shattered today, and we could not fight."

"Those ten‑thousand‑person pits could block us at the city gate, and yet the East Sea's onmyoji managed to put them to such use. Their methods are evident."

Wang Jingzhao says bitterly, "Our Goryeo people die and are still used by them; the East Sea people are truly despicably shameless!"

Xiao Ningxun says, "Father once said that the Royal City's fall was due to a massive fog and an onmyoji's illusion that made soldiers masquerade as refugees."

"I'm currently worried about this."

He turns to Chu Yuan: "National Preceptor, if during our shield‑cart siege they repeat the same trick, what should we do?"

Chu Yuan chuckles: "My Chinese Taoist arts have never been intended to harm others."

"But if anyone employs some vile sorcery, this humble Taoist also has a way to protect people."

He pauses: "Though I don't know what tactics the enemy will use on the day the army assaults the city, I will bring my exceptionally fortunate junior disciple, join the front lines, and counter their moves as they arise."

Tuan Tuan claps her little hands: "Yes, yes! With Master, we'll make the uncles fight properly and drive the East Sea's troublemakers away!"

Xiao Yuanhang pats his daughter's head: "So well‑behaved!"

Chu Yuan thinks: "However, the third young master's words have reminded me—if our shield carts can obscure the enemy's vision during the siege, it would greatly benefit our forces."

Xiao Ningchen's eyes brighten: "Right! They used dense fog and illusion to open the city gate; why can't we use their own methods against them?"

"Great! Great!" Tuan Tuan looks at Chu Yuan: "Master, you still let me draw! I'll help you!"

"Drawing?" Chu Yuan chuckles, shaking his head: "Such petty tricks are unnecessary; I alone am sufficient."

"Oh." Tuan Tuan pouts.

Chu Yuan, seeing his reluctant little disciple, can't help but laugh: "Alright, alright, if you want to help, Master would gladly accept."

"Together, master and disciple, we can make that onmyoji flee in disgrace."

"Mm‑mm!" Tuan Tuan wriggles in her father's arms: "Daddy! I can help Master again!"

Everyone bursts into laughter.

Xiao Yuanhang looks at Chu Yuan: "The siege should be launched as early as possible; even a day earlier would spare the city's residents some suffering."

"According to the National Preceptor's insight, at what hour is it most appropriate to strike?"

Chu Yuan thinks: "At dawn."

"The sea's morning mist mingles with the wall's ground vapor, making the fog at its densest. My method should achieve twice the result with half the effort."

Xiao Yuanhang nods slightly: "Good."

"Send the order: three days later, at the third quarter of the Rabbit hour, prepare the meals; at the first quarter of the Dragon hour, the whole army lines up for the siege!"

"Understood!"

Three days later, at the Rabbit hour, dawn lightens slightly.

Chu Yuan sits cross‑legged inside the tent, and three turtle shells before him slowly rise to mid‑air, rotating gently.

A faint teal light flickers from his fingertips, lightly touching the patterns on the shells.

The three shells emit a low hum in unison.

He calls softly, "Rise!"

The thin mist outside the Main Camp thickens, mixing with the sea‑borne fog, gradually coalescing into a dense white haze.

The haze surges upward inch by inch, engulfing the entire Main Camp in chaos.

Dozens of shield carts line up, crawling through the fog like massive beasts.

Xiao Yuanhang sits upright on his horse, a black‑cloaked army behind him.

He lifts the Thousand‑mile mirror toward the city wall.

The fog thickens continuously, rolling toward the Royal City.

He shouts, "Shield carts, advance!"

Dozens of shield carts, propelled by soldiers, crawl forward enveloped in the thick fog,

Deep within the Royal City, Anbei Taixin suddenly rises.

He fixes his gaze on the rapidly spreading dense fog, pupils narrowing; this is not sea mist, but someone performing a spell!

He thrusts the door open and barks, "Report to Commander Tengyuan! The Fiery Nation is attacking the city!"

The soldiers outside turn and flee.

Anbei Taixin sits slowly, places the black jade scepter before him, and pulls out Liu Guiyan's blue porcelain bottle.

"Come forth, Immortal Envoy of the Fiery Nation, today is the moment I wash away my past disgrace!"