"All three armies have already encountered the enemy. Just as we expected, they were merely scattered rabble, unable to withstand a single blow."
Inside the main hall, Shen Yi sat in the seat of honor. Jiang Miaoyi and Yuwen Yue sat on either side of him, continuously making records and sorting through the information gathered over the past several days.
The entire Supreme Hall had become busy. Aside from some young disciples whose cultivation was still shallow, even Foundation Establishment disciples had been dispatched to handle the transmission of intelligence.
"Hall Master, Elder Chu Feng's latest battle report!"
A disciple hurried forward and handed a jade slip to Shen Yi. Shen Yi found this rather unexpected. In his plans, jade slips represented the highest-priority, most urgent information; ordinarily, letters on paper were used for communication. Yet this time, it was a jade slip. Had Chu Feng and the others encountered some obstacle?
With that doubt in mind, Shen Yi quickly opened the jade slip, only to discover that it had been a false alarm. Chu Feng's forces had been cutting through everything in their path and had already advanced three thousand li. Along the way, many commoners had heard that Supreme Hall's army was coming and lined the roads to welcome them. Even some local armies had come over to their side, greatly increasing the strength of Chu Feng's division. At the same time, however, it had increased the army's consumption of provisions. The jade slip had been used this time merely to urge the delivery of grain.
"Have Ke'er send another team to deliver provisions to Chu Feng's division."
Shen Yi set down the jade slip and immediately made the arrangements, only to receive eye-rolls from Jiang Miaoyi and Yuwen Yue.
"Little Sister Ke'er was just dispatched by you.