A Roundabout Way to Save the Clan

"Too late?" Gao Sheng asked unhappily. "What do you mean by that?"

"The Bureau of Military Affairs of Qi State is the example." The old woman spoke each word deliberately. "They failed to assemble heavy forces at the first opportunity, and the result was a crushing defeat—yet Jinxia was given only about half a year. Before that, it had merely been a remote salt city."

"You attribute all of that to advances in Mechanism Art?"

"I would not dare say all of it, but at least eighty percent." Gongshu Wang stepped forward two paces and said gravely, "My lord, the facts have proven that this technology has brought a qualitative leap to Jinxia City, and its rate of development is even faster than you or I imagined. If we continue to hesitate, I fear Seven Stars will follow in the footsteps of the Qi State Bureau of Military Affairs—"

"Insolence!" Gao Sheng could no longer endure it. He barked an order and cut her off. "All you see is Mechanism Art, but Seven Stars must look farther ahead! Prioritizing an attack on Yama Island is our foremost objective. That will not change. You may leave!"

"Lord Gao..." The old woman seemed to want to argue further.

But the Tianquan Envoy had already grown weary of this discussion. Jinxia City's Two-Legged Mechanism Beasts and Iron Pellet Crossbows were indeed formidable, but Seven Stars was not without countermeasures. Moreover, above Mechanism Art and magical artifacts stood immortal artifacts and Immortal Art. The Gate of Heavenly Dao had to fall into the hands of the Bureau of Military Affairs before anyone could truly rest easy. Once the "Heavenly Court" was awakened, Jinxia City would be nothing more than something in the palm of their hand.

"You should remember your status, Lady Gongshu." Gao