Chapter Fifty-Seven: Secret Preparations

  Long Tianyu rode through the cold snow, heading west in a hurry, as if he really had an urgent matter.

  Upper official Ling Xue handed the letter to Chen Yingchuan personally, originally smiling and saying that his younger sister was beautiful, but after reading the letter, his face turned gray and black in an instant, as if he had lost a family member.

  After a word of thanks, Chen Yingchuan left in a flash, it seems that Long Tianyu's letter was not trivial.

  On her way back to the inn, Shangguan Lingxiao saw a large number of troops entering the city, but she only cared about Long Tianyu and didn't bother with anything else.

  ……

  Tomorrow is the match, and Feng Xinyao will no longer train. Last time, Shefi not only helped her learn the upper-level heavenly combat skills with the protection of the law, but also lent a helping hand, breaking through to become a first-class sword king!

  The gap between a first-class sword king and a ninth-class sword master is not small, which allows her to benefit greatly. Moreover, Feng Xuan Yao has a natural trait that surpasses ordinary people's senses, with a sensory range two or three times that of an average swordsman or magician.

  Starting today, she always felt like someone was following her. With her intelligence and wit, she discovered that the person tailing her was actually from the Feng Tian Sect.

  Feng Xinyao immediately found her father Feng Shouting and reported the situation, but her father said "Let them follow!"

  This made Feng Xinyao feel a sense of crisis.

  "Xiao Yu, our daughter is really capable! The three Sword Sect followers tracking her were all discovered!"

  Lu Xiaoyu smiled smugly: "That's right, doesn't she see whose daughter she is?"

  …………

  "Ancestor, must we really withdraw?" a dejected Sea Clan elder said.

  "I'm also helpless! Our Hai Sect is now unable to keep up with Feng Tian Sect and Yun Sect! Let's retreat safely, we can preserve our strength better that way!" The sect master of Hai Sect said helplessly in the grand hall.

  "Ancestor! Yun Zong has committed a great taboo by doing this, although our power is weaker than the two sects, but we still have very strong power, we can completely cooperate with Feng Tian Zong!" Hai Zong has always been upright and unyielding, this time they withdrew unwillingly.

  "What do you know!" Hai Zong's master was furious.

  "This time, the Yun Zong sect has sent out a large number of people, and even the Eagle Sect of the Tian Long Empire is preparing to betray the Tian Long Empire. Moreover, the Blood Feather Empire has already intervened. Let alone us and the Feng Tian Sect, even if the Tian Long Empire finds out now, it's impossible to gather high-ranking experts!"

  "Uh..."

  "What's going on! You still don't know, Cloud Sect is about to use the Three Sects Order and hold a meeting of the three sects! This way, we and Feng Tian Sect will at least have to send out five Sword Sages and one Great Demon Master to attend the meeting. At that time, there won't be any strong masters to intervene, plus Eagle Mo Xiu is now at the peak of 9th rank Sword Sage, enough to intimidate the whole scene!"

  "Ka ka ka......" The elders clenched their fists, but they also felt powerless.

  "Just call Hai Lao when the time comes, and see how many disciples can be saved."

  It is...

  …………

  The night of Jin City is still so lively, with lanterns and streamers everywhere. In just a few days, the champion will be born.

  In the small tavern, they were still talking about the last winner, in the mercenary guild, those mercenaries who rolled on the knife's edge were still discussing how much gold coins they had gambled today, and also on the large campus, they saw that little beauty again.

  They were completely unaware that tonight, except for the North Gate guarded by Feng Tian Sect, the guards at all other city gates had been replaced.

  Moreover, a large number of soldiers from unknown origins entered the Golden City, and the citizens were completely unaware. Some major sects remained silent, while others had intentions to leave first.

  …………

  Cloud Mountain Cloud Temple Great Hall

  "Yun'er, your wound has stabilized, but don't move around." Yun Lie's heart ached as he looked at his precious son, who had been bandaged into half a mummy.

  "Father, you must help me take down that Autumn Wind!" Yun Tianfeng was furious, now thinking back to the battle, the more he thought about it, the more humiliating it became!

  "Don't worry, Cloud! I've already dispatched two Sword Sect members to Eagle Long Sky. He said that either he'll bring Autumn Wind to our doorstep or he'll chop him into a million pieces."

  "Even if I were torn into a million pieces, it would be hard to alleviate the hatred in my heart!" Yun Tianfeng angrily punched the solid wood desk beside him.

  "Ah!" This was not a loud whoop of joy, but rather a miserable wail, so painful that it almost made him forget his parents and the nature of humanity.

  ……

  The Western Gate marched into a large team, all the guards bowed their heads and saluted the team!

  If a master happens to pass by, he will surely be shocked to discover that this team is extraordinary, and the leader is none other than the ninth-level peak wind system sword master - Eagle Mo Xiu! And the people he brought with him are all masters of the Eagle Sect. Of course, there are also some small sect masters who are willing to surrender to them.

  "Eagle! Is everything ready here?" Eagle Mo Xu asked his son in a low voice.

  "Dad, don't worry! Although something small happened, everything is still under control!"

  "What's going on?" Eagle Mochou was very trusting of his son, and Eagle Changkong had inherited his strengths - ruthlessness and cruelty, which were necessary for big things! Moreover, Eagle Changkong was eloquent and a rare talent.

  "Father, it was a man named Qiufeng who rescued Ling Xue, and we didn't get the Seven Spirit Fruit!"

  "This is nothing! You fool!" Eagle Mochou burst into rage, his powerful Dou Qi directly blasting Eagle Changkong flying five meters.

  "What's gotten into you, Autumn Breeze!"

  "He's a contender!"

  "What? The candidate?"

  "Yes, Father, he has already made it into the top four!"

  "Four strong? How arrogant?"

  "Yes!" The eagle nodded slightly in mid-air.

  "What a fart!" Eagle Mo Chou's hand trembled slightly.

  "Slap! Slap!" Eagle's face had two bright red handprints on it.

  "Before me, even the strongest are but ants!"

  "Eagle soaring in the sky! Let's count down, all of our current strength!"

  "Yes! Father!"

  Eagle Long Sky took out a list and added the people brought by Eagle Mo Chou. Eagle Long Sky carefully counted them and reported to Eagle Mo Chou.

  "Father, we have two Sword Reverends, six Sword Sect strongmen, thirty Sword Kings, 290 Sword Masters and nearly four thousand soldiers!"

  "What about the magician?" Hearing this number, Eagle Mo Xiu nodded, feeling that it was still okay.

  "We have two mages, seven magicians, and thirty-two magic users!"

  "How can it be so little?"

  The eagle retreated two meters into the sky, afraid that his father would get angry again, and his face turned red once more.

  "Bang! Bang!"

  Hiding is useless, even if you retreat ten meters, Eagle Mochou can still hit you!

  He didn't dare touch his aching face, and the eagle said dejectedly: "Father, mages are relatively noble, and there were originally few mages in the sect. It's hard to persuade them!"

  It seemed right, Eagle Mo Xiu nodded, and the team followed Eagle Longkong to their secret place, lurking with murderous intent.

  This night was destined to be an extraordinary one, and even in the Imperial Palace of the Tianlong Empire, a strange event occurred.

  Kapan, Murong Daquan and Long Yanba were discussing some major matters of the empire in the Imperial Palace when someone suddenly came to report.

  "Let him in!" Long Yanbao and others felt that something was off. It was so late, it wasn't an urgent matter, no one would report at such a late hour.

  "Your Majesty!" An old minister hastily came in.

  "My dear, calm down, what's the matter?"

  The old minister took out a magic crystal paper from his sleeve, which was specially used for transmitting military information.

  "Your Majesty, just now, the deputy commander of Xuanlong City, Xu Fei of the Three-Step Sword Sect, led an army of 10,000 soldiers to suddenly march west! Our empire did not issue any troop deployment orders!"

  Long Yan didn't seem tense at all, "What about you two?"

  "Shouldn't their goal be Tianying Mountain?"

  "Let them be! I know Xuán Fēi, he won't act rashly without a special reason or order." Mù Róng Dà Guān also nodded in agreement.

  "Your Majesty, there is more!"

  "What else?"

  "We were taken away by a mysterious person in Zhuanlong City next to Xuanyu City, two thousand elites! And the North Dipper Seven Star Sword King!"

  Long Yan's eyebrows furrowed. These were the elite troops he had cultivated, and they would not listen to the orders of the local garrison commander! They would only take orders from some special tokens!

  "Let them go!" Long Yanbao heard Da Guan say this, and thought it was reasonable. This army would not listen to anyone's dispatch at will. Who exactly were they?