Chapter 392: with translation of chapter title

Since Yunhe mastered the Myriad Insects Technique, his spiritual sense has always been exceptionally sharp, and he usually places great trust in it.

Translation: Since Yunhe cultivated the Thousand Gu Myriad Insects Technique, his spiritual sense has always been quite keen, and Yunhe usually also greatly trusts his spiritual sense.

We need to keep same meaning. Use "cultivated" maybe "practiced". We'll keep.

The Nascent Soul's reaction reflects one's spiritual sense.

Translation: The reaction of the Nascent Soul is the manifestation of spiritual sense.

Yunhe's Nascent Soul reaction startled him slightly, since the real disturbance originated from his second Nascent Soul—only a faint shift, which he would not have noticed unless his primary Nascent Soul were in the process of assimilating with the second.

Translation: Yet the Nascent Soul's reaction made Yunhe slightly surprised, because the actual anomaly actually came from his second Nascent Soul, though this anomaly was tiny; if not for his Nascent Soul currently assimilating with the second Nascent Soul, perhaps he wouldn't have sensed that subtle anomaly.

assimilation

Yunhe gave no outward sign, simply casting a calm glance at the Old Ancestor of Huangquan.

Translation: However, Yunhe did not show it, merely glancing at Huangquan Laozu without changing his expression.

Having obtained the External Incarnation Technique from Xiao Wuxian, it's highly probable that the Huangquan Old Ancestor also mastered it—and may even possess a second Nascent Soul.

Translation: Since he could obtain the External Incarnation Technique from Xiao Wuxian's body, Huangquan Laozu very likely also mastered this technique, perhaps he even possesses a second Nascent Soul.

Even if one dares to speculate further.

Translation: Even if one were to boldly speculate.

"The Huangquan Old Ancestor is actually the second Nascent Soul!"

Translation: "Huangquan Laozu is the second Nascent Soul!"

The moment this idea surfaced, Yunhe was startled by his own audacity.

Translation: As soon as this thought arose, Yunhe was startled by his own boldness.

As a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator and lord of Fengdu City, could the Huangquan Old Ancestor actually be just an external incarnation?

Translation: A Nascent Soul late-stage cultivator, the master of Fengdu City, could Huangquan Laozu actually be an external incarnation?

Only one who is deeply wary of the Huangquan Old Ancestor would entertain such a notion.

Translation: Only someone who is deeply wary of Huangquan Laozu could come up with such a thought.

"They've arrived." The Rakshasa Old Devil shot a glance at the Huangquan Old Ancestor, then turned to Yunhe and the others and said:

Translation: "Here we come." Luosha Laomo glanced at Huangquan Laozu, then turned to Yunhe and the others and said:

He simply flicked his sleeve.

Translation: He simply flicked his sleeve.

Furthermore, the two maps each bore a vivid red dot.

Translation: And on those two maps, two bright red dots were marked.

The Rakshasa Old Devil effortlessly assumed the mantle of host from Daoist Xuánxū and spoke frankly:

Translation: Luosha Laomo seemingly took over the landlord identity of the local host, Xuánxū Daoren, quite effortlessly, and spoke bluntly:

"I won't waste words either; our demonic sects' aim is the Abyssal Clan."

I also can't be bothered with nonsense; the goal of our demonic sects is the Abyssal Clan.

the goal of our demonic sects is the Abyssal Clan

The map shows the Abyssal Clan's occupied territories, plus the many islands controlled by the Sea Clan and a sliver of land.

Translation: From that map one can see that what is depicted is exactly the territory currently occupied by the Abyssal Clan, as well as the many sea islands and small parts of land held by the Sea Clan.

We won't go into battle unprepared.

Translation: No fighting unprepared.

"Okay, Xuánxū, you don't need to cast your Mystic Heart Spell; we're all mainstays of humanity, so we won't lose our composure over this." The Rakshasa Old Devil's remark clarified part of the situation.

Translation: "All right, Xuánxū, no need to use your Profound Heart Mantra; everyone here is a pillar of the Human Clan, so we won't lose composure over these matters." Luosha Laomo's words explained part of the reason.

Even though maintaining composure is critical, his calm, measured speech oddly puts everyone at ease.

Translation: Although losing composure is urgent, for some reason his leisurely tone and manner somehow make people feel especially reassured.

Certainly, for the sects and powers directly facing the enemy's full-force onslaught, the price is surely grim.

Translation: Of course, for those sects and forces truly bearing the brunt of the foreign clans' frontal assaults, the cost is undoubtedly painful.

Thick demonic energy gathered above, coalescing into two sizable maps.

Translation: Murky demonic qi condensed in the air, forming two large maps.

"Azure Sky Island?"

Translation: "Azure Sky Island?"

"Our years of concession made the alien races believe we're easy targets, but they also gave us valuable knowledge of their abilities—this small price is worth it."

Translation: "These years of retreat have made the foreign clans think our human cultivators are easy to bully, yet they have also given us greater knowledge of the foreign clans' abilities; this small price is worth it."

While the Abyssal and Sea Clans' joint aggression gave them certain benefits, we must acknowledge that it is their very actions that allow us to learn more about them.

Translation: Although the simultaneous offensives of the Abyssal and Sea Clans have given them some advantages, we must also admit that it is precisely because of the foreign cultivators' movements that our side can gain deeper understanding of them.

Yet, constrained by Daoist Xuánxū's power, some can only resent in silence.

Translation: However, due to Xuánxū Daoren's strength, some people only dare to be angry but not speak out.

Clearly, the two locations indicated by the red dots were instantly identified.

Translation: It was obvious that the two places marked by the red dots were immediately recognized by someone.

"During this time we've also discovered some secrets of the Abyssal and Sea Clans." Daoist Xuánxū went on.

Translation: "During this period, we have also discovered some secrets of the Abyssal and Sea Clans." Xuánxū Daoren continued.

Thus, from Daoist Xuánxū's perspective, these sacrifices are justified.

Translation: Therefore, in Xuánxū Daoren's view, these expenditures are worthwhile.

"Dark Demon Mountain?"

Translation: "Deep Blue Demon Mountain?"

"I'm sure you've all heard something; indeed, while we were gathering for the alliance, the Abyssal and Sea Clans struck."

Translation: "I believe you all have received some news; just as we were convening the alliance, the Abyssal and Sea Clans launched their attack."

Daoist Xuánxū brushed off the Rakshasa Old Devil's presumption, nodding slightly and saying:

Translation: Xuánxū Daoren paid no heed to Luosha Laomo's overreach, slightly nodding and saying:

"Exactly; Dark Demon Mountain and Azure Sky Island are the spots I and Daoist Wuxiang each found. The Abyssal cultivators have massed at Dark Demon Mountain, and when I investigated I discovered a hidden realm there that we had never known of."

Translation: "That's right, Deep Blue Demon Mountain and Azure Sky Island are the places I and Wu Xiang Daoyou separately explored. The Abyssal cultivators gathered in large numbers at Deep Blue Demon Mountain; when I went to investigate, I discovered that within that mountain there actually exists a secret realm unknown to us."

The last great war between the alien races and humanity took place tens of thousands of years ago in the ancient cultivation age, leaving little information, so human cultivators know almost nothing about them.

Translation: The last war between the foreign clans and the Human Clan occurred tens of thousands of years ago in the ancient cultivation world; the information left behind was too scarce, so human cultivators know very little about the foreign clans.

The Rakshasa Old Devil spoke while using demonic energy to zoom in on the red‑dot location on the map.

Translation: Luosha Laomo spoke while manipulating demonic qi to enlarge the area marked by the red dots on the map.

"A hidden realm?"

Translation: "Secret realm?"

His remark startled several of the elder demons in the room.

Translation: His words surprised many of the old demons present.

Dark Demon Mountain is a fairly notable site in the demon realm, once encircled by numerous sects, yet no one had ever found a hidden realm there.

Translation: Deep Blue Demon Mountain is a relatively famous place in the demon realm; there used to be many sects around it, yet no one discovered a secret realm on the mountain.

The Rakshasa Old Devil added: "I believe the secret realm in Dark Demon Mountain was left by the ancient Abyssal Clan, accessible only to them. Their present maneuvers are merely to distract us; their real goal is probably to gain time to plunder the ancient Abyssal treasures stored there."

Translation: But Luosha Laomo quickly continued: "I suspect that the secret realm within Deep Blue Demon Mountain was left by the ancient Abyssal Clan, and only the Abyssal Clan can find and open it. Their actions this time are merely to draw our attention; their true aim is likely to buy time to obtain the ancient Abyssal Clan's treasures from that secret realm."

That hypothesis is sound and supported.

Translation: This speculation is reasonable and well-founded.

"Thus, our focus should first be on these two places."

Translation: "Therefore, our target should also first be placed on these two locations."

"Even if the Abyssals secure those ancient relics, we aren't afraid, yet it would surely cause many complications; it's wiser to thwart their scheme outright."

Translation: "Even if the Abyssal Clan obtains the ancient Abyssal Clan's treasures, we would not fear it, but it would inevitably bring many complications; it is better to directly sabotage the Abyssal Clan's plan."

The Rakshasa Old Devil glanced around again and asked, "Any objections to my suggestion?"

Translation: Luosha Laomo's gaze swept over the crowd again: "Do you have any objections to my proposal?"

Silence fell.

Translation: No one spoke.

The lesser old monsters below were all mulling over the Rakshasa Old Devil's statement.

Translation: The old monsters below were all pondering Luosha Laomo's words.

Then the scruffy old man who had been leaning against the window drinking since his arrival—Wuxiang Sword Lord—spoke as well.

Translation: At that moment, the disheveled old man who had been leaning by the window drinking since his appearance, Wu Xiang Jianjun, also spoke up.

He belched nine times, his aged, wrinkled face flushing red, and said: "Azure Sky Island is no different; I had wanted to split it with one sword—belch—"

Translation: He let out nine belches, his aged, wrinkled cheeks flushing with two patches of ruddy color, "Even inside Azure Sky Island it's the same; this old man originally wanted to cleave the island in half with a single sword—belch—"

As he talked, he belched again from the drink.

Translation: As he spoke, he let out another wine belch.

Yet that comment left many feeling astonished.

Translation: Yet this sentence shocked many people's hearts.

Azure Sky Island isn't a tiny speck—it's a massive landmass covering ten thousand li—yet Wuxiang Sword Lord boasts he could split it with a single stroke?

Translation: Azure Sky Island is not a small island but a vast land spanning ten thousand li; Wu Xiang Jianjun actually can cleave such an island with a single sword?

The key is, no one thought his comment was out of line.

Translation: The point is, nobody felt his statement was wrong.

"Hah—but the Sea Clan does have some real power; a self‑styled Sea Clan great elder stopped the old man, and that old fellow truly is capable."

Translation: "Huff— but the Sea Clan indeed has some strength; a fellow claiming to be the Sea Clan's Great Elder blocked the old man, and that old fellow truly does have some strength."

The Rakshasa Old Devil's eyes glinted; though he said nothing, everyone realized he'd probably also been stopped by a late‑stage fourth‑tier Abyssal cultivator.

Translation: Luosha Laomo's eyes flickered; although he didn't say it, everyone understood that he was likely also blocked by a Fourth Level late-stage cultivator of the Abyssal Clan.

And the genial Daoist Xuánxū spoke once more.

Translation: And the smiling Xuánxū Daoren finally spoke again.

"So after our three‑way talk, we agreed to each send five mid‑Nascent Soul cultivators to Dark Demon Mountain and Azure Sky Island, infiltrate the Abyssal and Sea Clan secret realms to thwart their plans, while the rest would, as planned, oppose the two clans' fierce onslaught."

Translation: "So after we three discussed, we decided to respectively invite five Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivators to go to Deep Blue Demon Mountain and Azure Sky Island, enter the Abyssal and Sea Clans' secret realms, sabotage their plans, while the remaining cultivators will, as originally planned, resist the two clans' fierce assaults."

This time, Yunhe and his companions grew solemn; after a few exchanged looks, they fell silent.

Translation: This time, the expressions of Yunhe and the others all turned solemn; after exchanging a few glances, no one spoke further.

It's clear that going to either Dark Demon Mountain or Azure Sky Island will be an extremely hazardous task; a minor slip could leave even mid‑Nascent Soul cultivators unable to ensure their safety.

Translation: It is foreseeable that whether going to Deep Blue Demon Mountain or Azure Sky Island, the mission will be extremely perilous; a slight mistake could mean even Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivators cannot guarantee their own safety.

"As for the late‑stage fourth‑tier Abyssal and Sea cultivators, you needn't worry; I, the Rakshasa Old Devil, Wuxiang, and a few fellow Daoists will naturally prevent them from interfering."

Translation: "As for the existence of Fourth Level late-stage cultivators of the Abyssal and Sea Clans, you can rest assured; I, Luosha, Wu Xiang, and a few fellow Daoists will naturally not let them cause interference." Xuánxū Daoren guaranteed.

The Huangquan Old Ancestor sitting nearby couldn't help but curl his lips into a slight, mocking smile upon hearing Daoist Xuánxū's remark.

Translation: Huangquan Laozu, sitting nearby in a chair, upon hearing Xuánxū Daoren's words, couldn't help but curl his lips, revealing a smile tinged with ridicule.

"Moreover, we've agreed that anyone who volunteers will take none of the secret realm's loot; once the mission ends, the human cultivators' alliance will open its treasury to all fellow Daoists."

Translation: "Furthermore, we have discussed that those willing to go will not only receive no share of the gains inside the secret realm, but after this expedition ends, the treasury of the Human Cultivators Alliance will be opened to all fellow Daoists!"

Until Daoist Xuánxū spoke these words, only a few of the old monsters present showed a flicker of interest.

Even Yunhe, upon hearing this, couldn't help feeling somewhat tempted.

The treasure vault of the human cultivators' alliance can be said to contain all treasures within the Eastern Border cultivation world.

Whether it's elixirs that increase one's Cultivation Base, magical treasures that enhance strength, inheritances of various cultivation arts, or even treasures that can break through the bottleneck of the minor Nascent Soul realm, all are present, definitely enough to make many people's hearts stir.

But even so, still no one dared to speak first.

No matter how many benefits, danger is unavoidable; only what you can obtain alive counts as a true treasure.

However, many old monsters have already begun to consider.

If the Fourth Level late-stage cultivators of the alien races are blocked, then the threat of high-level combat power disappears.

And now the alien races launch a strong assault, the forces they invest are certainly not small, and the human counterattack will not be weak; if the alien cultivators retreat to defend at this moment, then the places they painstakingly captured would likely be lost.

Therefore, a situation where too many Fourth Level alien races besiege will actually not occur.

Then, this task that seems very threatening, actually if one is careful, the threat remains within controllable range.

As for how to enter the secret realms of the Abyss and Sea races, that's not something they need to worry about; since Profound Void Daoist and others have proposed it, they surely have a way.

And just as everyone was pondering, the Purple Cloth True Lord of the Wuxiang Sword Sect suddenly stood up, clasped his hands toward a few late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators and said:

"I'll go."

Those two words made the Wuxiang Sword Lord by the window couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Actually, he had been giving the Purple Cloth True Lord looks earlier, not to let her go, but to tell her not to go.

However, the Purple Cloth True Lord simply ignored him.

In fact, not only the Wuxiang Sword Lord, but also the Rakshasa Old Devil and Profound Void Daoist were using voice transmission to try to get some old monsters to "volunteer" for battle.

However, they were all urging others to go, offering great benefits, but those people were still considering; only the Wuxiang Sword Lord was urging people not to go, yet the Purple Cloth True Lord became the first person to voluntarily volunteer for battle.

With the Purple Cloth True Lord taking the lead, many cultivators inside began to voice transmit one after another.

Yunhe also received a voice transmission.

"Daoist Yun, what do you think?"

The voice came from the Jinling King sitting beside him.

But before Yunhe could speak, he suddenly felt a stir in his heart, furrowed his brows, and his expression darkened.

He then abruptly rose to his feet, attracting many gazes.

However, Yunhe's rising was not to volunteer for battle, but after clasping his hands toward a few late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, he said:

"I, Yun, have a rather urgent private matter to attend to; I'll step away for a moment, please don't blame me."

This caused Profound Void Daoist and the Rakshasa Old Devil to involuntarily furrow their brows.

After all, this discussion is a secret of humanity, relating to the direction of the upcoming war with the alien races.

But considering the Hundred Dawn Pavilion that Yunhe represents behind him, as well as several "small" forces, and given Yunhe's unsightly expression at the moment, Profound Void Daoist still quickly eased his brows and smiled:

"Since it's an urgent matter, Daoist Yun, you may do as you please."

Yunhe again clasped his hands, apologized, then transformed into a stream of light and flashed out the window.

The Wuxiang Sword Lord sitting by the window watched Yunhe's departing direction, his eyes flickered slightly, took a big gulp of wine, then withdrew his gaze.

Somewhere within the Eastern Border.

Three streams of light fled swiftly, while behind them, a terrifying demonic aura blotted out the sun.

"Ice Spirit Body, Ice Phoenix Spirit Body, a female cultivator of the Sea Race, excellent, excellent, excellent, this ancestor's luck is truly great this time!"

"(End of chapter)"