Chapter 1329

The Doyun Chief said, "It couldn't have been carved by human hands, because they didn't exist for long." "Perhaps it is some kind of divine ability." The Demon Emperor thought for a moment. "What is the origin of that cavalry?"

"Unknown for now." The Doyun Chief said. "The leader also wears a dragon-head mask."

"Heh, playing god." The Demon Emperor lowered its dragon head from the pillar. "If I remember correctly, dragon-head totems have appeared elsewhere before, such as in the Yuan Nation and Panlongcheng, but they couldn't have lasted only three days! There are specialists in the nation who study this; I will have them find the data!"

Beijia had also been interested in the dragon-head totems and had sent specialists to record and examine them. Whether in the Yuan Nation or Panlongcheng, the dragon-head totems had existed for at least years—where was there a precedent for them disappearing in three days? However, this matter successfully piqued the Demon Emperor's interest, and it asked the Doyun Chief: "Are you investigating, or am I?"

The Doyun Chief didn't answer but asked instead: "Including the Flash Gold Plains, the Yin Qi in various places needs to be increased."

The Demon Emperor became impatient: "I will send a message to Qingyang and have her put in more effort."

Only then did the Doyun Chief say: "I think Deputy Chief Bai would be the most suitable candidate for the investigation."

The Demon Emperor looked at him, a bit surprised.

For a mere anomaly and a few totems on the Flash Gold Plains, he wanted to send the Tiangong's Doyun Chief, Bai Ziqi? Was this making a mountain out of a molehill, or was it personal gain under the guise of public duty? Lingxu City was far from the Flash Gold Plains; if Bai Ziqi set off from here, it would take at least half a year to reach the plains.

But this was an internal matter of the Tiangong, so the Demon Emperor didn't find it convenient to ask, only saying "Good" before closing its eyes to meditate again.

In the hall, the clouds and mist began to churn again.

The Doyun Chief knew it was issuing a dismissal, so he turned and left the Paiyun Hall.

The mist inhaled into his lungs was ice-cold; as soon as the Doyun Chief left the hall, he couldn't help but cough a few times. Having held his position for over a dozen years, the Emperor was becoming more and more overbearing. Sigh, his job was getting harder and harder to do.

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Capital of the Yao Nation, Youhu Small Abode.

Youhu was the largest lake in the suburbs of the Yao Nation's capital, but most residents didn't know that deep in the shallow grass and green waves of Youhu, there was such a paradise hidden away.

It secretly held the eight most exquisite views of Youhu, but it only hosted princes and nobles and was never open to outsiders.

The building complex of the Youhu Small Abode was visible and hidden in the forest, capable of accommodating at least seven or eight hundred people. But this spring, it only hosted one distinguished guest.

In the most enchanting season of Youhu, this distinguished guest was half-reclining on a rattan chair by the lake, closing her eyes to feel the warm and gentle spring breeze.

Peach blossoms covered the mountains and plains, enough to make a spring brilliant. They were reflected in the mirror-like lake, plating the sky in pink.

The Bixia Envoy walked closer under the guidance of an attendant; even though he was burdened with worries, seeing the picturesque scenery, he couldn't help but stop.

And the person he was looking for was in this painting.

Until the envoy approached, this person was still resting with her eyes closed, covered by a thin blanket.

Beside her, a maid held up a canopy to shield her from the glaring sun.

The attendant led the envoy to this spot and didn't dare to speak to disturb her, only bowing to the distinguished guest before quietly retreating.

A few peach blossoms drifted down, silent and still. The envoy stood to the side, his mouth seemingly sealed; he didn't dare to speak rashly, and didn't even dare to stare at the person before him.

It was unknown how much time had passed, until the warblers in the forest sang a few melodic notes, that this woman slowly opened her eyes and sat up slightly.

As soon as she sat up, the maid beside her immediately held up a tray and offered a cup of warm tea.

The tea was also peach-colored; after drinking it, it stained her lips, making them look even more vibrant.

She sipped it slowly twice, took a silk handkerchief to wipe her lips, and without raising her head, said: "Take a seat."

He could speak now. The Bixia Envoy immediately stepped forward and bowed: "Greetings, Great Overseer!"

The female guest lying by the lake was, of course, the Great Overseer of the Yao Nation and former State Preceptor of Beijia, Qingyang.

If her old acquaintance He Lingchuan were here, he would find that she was different from before.

Three years ago, when He Lingchuan saw State Preceptor Qingyang, she looked only in her early thirties, with a full head of dark hair and in the prime of her life; her demeanor and appearance could outshine the noble ladies of Lingxu City.

The current Qingyang was still magnificent, but her temples were frosted with white, and wrinkles had climbed to the corners of her eyes; although her complexion was still rosy, her cheekbones were thin and high, not as full as before.

Time had finally shown its power on her.

The maid beside her brought over a brocade stool.

The Bixia Envoy sat upright and hurriedly continued: "The Great Overseer's birthday is approaching. I have been ordered by the Clan Chief to offer you eight carts of birthday gifts! Wishing the Great Overseer boundless blessings and longevity. The gifts are currently placed..."

They were already placed in the Youhu Small Abode.

State Preceptor Qingyang smiled slightly: "You have a heart; please convey my thanks to Clan Chief Bixia on my behalf."

Her birthday was seven days away. She was already used to these small places—even sending a gift and saying a few words of blessing wasn't decent enough.

She had long since left the bustling and romantic Lingxu City.

"Yes!" The Bixia Envoy hurriedly said, "My Lord wanted to come and wish you a happy birthday in person, but the war on the front lines is tight, and our homeland is in danger day and night, so he really couldn't get away."

"You are quite anxious." Anxious to get to the point. State Preceptor Qingyang looked at him. "The allied forces organized by the Boss Situ family have stopped their northern offensive, and your subsequent supplies have also caught up. Both urgent crises have been resolved; what else is there to worry about?"

The envoy hurriedly said: "This is all thanks to the Great Overseer..."

Qingyang raised her hand to interrupt him: "What does this have to do with me? It's all the result of your own efforts."

The envoy immediately reacted: "The Great Overseer has the magic touch to turn stone into gold. It's just..."

Qingyang sipped her flower tea again: "Speak."

"The other allied forces are manageable, but the Boss Situ family is unusually stubborn; their stance is to fight us to the death."

Speaking of the Boss Situ family, Qingyang became a bit interested: "I remember that after the fall of the Gao Pu Nation, you forced Boss Situ Yu into a dead end several times. How did the tables turn, and now he is the one gaining power?"

The envoy stammered. Even Bixia itself couldn't figure out this question; how could he answer?

As the Great Overseer of the Yao Nation, Qingyang had long seen through the situation, and at this moment, she held up a slender finger: "Ghost King Xuanlu."

"Yes, yes, Ghost King Xuanlu was suddenly destroyed, and our elite troops also lost control. This matter really caught us off guard." The elite squads controlled by Ghost King Xuanlu were simply too easy to use; after Bixia tried it twice, many tactics were formulated around it.

As a result, Ghost King Xuanlu suddenly perished, and several of Bixia's elite armies suddenly became mediocre, so the difficult battles couldn't be fought anymore. The Boss Situ army counterattacked several times, disrupting Bixia's formation.

Qingyang held up a second finger: "Logistics and supplies."

Lack of food and clothing was the norm for wars between surrounding forces.

Apart from the Yao Nation, how many countries' armies could eat their fill and stay warm while fighting? The army had to kill the enemy while enduring hunger, which tested the command art of the generals.

(End of Chapter)