Crisis

Later Shu, night.

As these people discussed crucial military matters, Li Huowang and Bai Lingmiao, her face covered by a Red Veil, stood silently in a corner like they were transparent.

They listened to the disputes between the various factions, the compromises made under the crisis, and their plans for what came next.

With the dragon veins of Four Qi and Later Shu in hand, everyone here—whether from the Director of the Celestial Surveillance or the Royal Family—was clearly much more invigorated.

The atmosphere inside the command tent improved considerably.

By the time the procedures had been finalized, it was already late at night. With a light wave of Xu Pin's hand, the entire command tent and several people dispersed like drifting smoke and clouds.

"Now that we have the dragon vein of Later Shu, as long as the Emperor of Later Shu persuades them to surrender, Later Shu's military forces will surely turn against them. The Dharma Sect's forces will likely withdraw back to Four Qi. But we cannot follow their path."

"Oh." Li Huowang gave a simple response.

"Li Huowang, this doesn't seem like you." Xu Pin sensed that something about him was different from usual.

Li Huowang did not take the bait. He directly asked, "After all your deliberations, you're still only stirring things up in the Mortal Realm. You know better than I do where the Dharma Sect came from, right? Do you have no plans at all for their source?"

Xu Pin understood what Li Huowang meant. "We are, after all, merely flesh and blood. We do not even know what those Siming above White Jade Capital are doing now. How could we possibly interfere?"

"That's not right, is it? Director of the Celestial Surveillance—the Celestial Surveillance Division claims to watch the heavens, doesn't it?