Death by Yin Depletion

"Does Wang Liu dare to arbitrarily change the military strategy decided by all the generals based solely on his personal likes and dislikes, without any valid reason?"

If they could find the ancient path and conquer Duyakou, taking seven cities in a row would be a remarkable achievement. With this merit, Qin Sang could be directly promoted to Admiral, and no one would dare to object.

Qin Sang knew that Wang Liu disliked him and certainly didn't want him to achieve merit.

"It's not entirely without reason," Deputy General Feng sighed softly. "The day before yesterday, soldiers caught a herb gatherer who had gone into the mountains. He claimed that a few days ago, the depths of Guling Mountain experienced tremors, shaking the mountains and causing all the beasts to flee. This lasted for more than half a day, and Wang Liu used it as an excuse. Wang Liu declared that even if there was an ancient path in Guling Mountain, it would be buried by rocks and useless to find, thus wasting military intelligence."

"Was it an earthquake?" Qin Sang frowned. He had just entered Guling Mountain and had just begun his operations; he was indeed unaware of this matter.

"No..."

Deputy General Feng's tone was somewhat strange. "That herb gatherer swore that he saw two immortals flying overhead, fighting in Guling Mountain, which caused the earthquake."

"He really saw immortals?"

Qin Sang's eyes suddenly lit up.

Deputy General Feng scoffed, "Brother Qin, don't listen to that herb gatherer's nonsense. My wife is from the vicinity, and there have never been legends of immortals in Guling Mountain. This herb gatherer originally had several companions, all of whom were killed by tigers and wolves. Only he escaped, his face full of panic. He was probably scared out of his mind. Wang Liu isn't stupid; he's just choosing to believe one side of the story. His real goal is still aimed at you and me."

Qin Sang offered no comment. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Can I see that herb gatherer?"

Deputy General Feng misunderstood. "You want to use him as a breakthrough? He's currently being held by Wang Liu's men. It might not be easy..."

Before he could finish speaking, footsteps were heard from outside. Someone said, "General Feng, is that General Qin back? This subordinate has been ordered by the Admiral to invite General Qin to the central army tent for a meeting."

Qin Sang and Deputy General Feng exchanged glances. It seemed that Wang Liu was already impatient.

Following Wang Liu's personal guards, Qin Sang entered the central army tent. The first sound that reached his ears was a delicate laugh. Looking up, he saw Wang Liu sitting behind the command desk, with a woman in each arm.

Wang Liu was acting unrestrained. His hands were hidden somewhere, and two beautiful maids leaned into his embrace, one pouring him wine, the other feeding him food. They were enjoying themselves heartily.

"This subordinate pays his respects to the Admiral."

Qin Sang clasped his fists in salute. Wang Liu acted as if he hadn't heard, continuing to play with the beautiful maids, his lewd words and vulgar sounds unbearable to hear.

Qin Sang stood silently in place, his expression neither happy nor sad.

"Yo! It's General Qin!"

After keeping Qin Sang waiting for a while, Wang Liu seemed to notice him, feigning surprise and speaking in a sarcastic tone. "General Qin is truly exceptional, becoming a Colonel before he's twenty. You all should get to know him well. If you could become sworn siblings, or even siblings or spouses, you'd all be set for life and wouldn't have to force smiles at me! Don't you agree, General Qin!"

The two women giggled coquettishly.

These two women had a strong air of the red-light district. Wang Liu suggesting they become sworn siblings was clearly meant to insult Qin Sang.

Qin Sang's face remained as calm as still water. "The Admiral jokes. Qin Sang would not dare."

"Wouldn't dare? Why wouldn't you dare?"

Wang Liu smiled playfully. "If General Qin achieves another unparalleled feat this time, just like in Hening County, I'll have to give up my position to you. What would you not dare to do then? What a pity, what a pity. You know, those damned immortals are usually elusive, but they just had to choose this moment to fight and ruin General Qin's good fortune. Isn't that too disappointing? Huh? Haha..."

Qin Sang adopted an attitude of letting them mock him. After a while, Wang Liu found it uninteresting. His expression changed, and he said sternly, "Do not mention the matter of the ancient path again. From now on, do not try to fool this Admiral with such intelligence! I now order you to infiltrate Guling Pass and scout for military intelligence. If you delay military affairs, you will be beheaded without mercy!"

Qin Sang's eyes flickered. Guling Pass was heavily guarded, and the area was scorched clean. Infiltrating to gather intelligence was no different from seeking death.

"This subordinate obeys!"

Qin Sang accepted the order and withdrew from the tent, glancing back deeply.

After walking around the camp for a few laps, Qin Sang returned to his own military tent and whispered a few words to the Water Monkey. The Water Monkey accepted the order and left. Qin Sang sat in the tent, lost in thought for a while, then focused on cultivating the Netherworld Scripture.

A full day passed. The clouds dispersed, the rain stopped, and dusk began to fall.

The Water Monkey hurried back to the tent, holding a piece of paper. He whispered, "General Qin, Zheng Kun sent a message. Three days ago, there was indeed a tremor in Guling Mountain, but they did not find anyone who saw immortals. Also, a team of scouts has found a suspected location of the ancient path. Zhang Wenkui is personally going to check it."

Qin Sang took the note, glanced at it, and burned it to ashes on the candlestick. He waved his hand, "I understand. You may return."

Late at night.

Outside the tent, only the sound of patrolling soldiers' footsteps could be heard. Qin Sang stopped cultivating. The firelight outside cast shadows into the tent, and Qin Sang's eyes were exceptionally bright.

Qin Sang took out the Yanluo Banner and attached his Spiritual Sense to Yanwang. With his eyes slightly closed, he commanded Yanwang to sneak towards Wang Liu's military tent. It felt as if his eyes had extended onto Yanwang, a truly magical sensation.

The central army camp was not large, and it was easy to find Wang Liu's tent. The guards stationed outside never imagined that an evil spirit was sneaking into the tent right under their noses.

Upon seeing the scene inside the tent, Qin Sang's brows furrowed deeply.

There were also three people in the tent now, but the two women from the red-light district from the day were nowhere to be seen. In their place were a young girl and a married woman. The girl was tied up, her face filled with terror and even despair.

Wang Liu held a wine cup and lewdly urged her to drink.

The young girl had a strong spirit and shook her head, refusing to drink. She bit her lip until it bled and was forced to drink two mouthfuls. She then opened her mouth and spat it all over Wang Liu, receiving two harsh slaps.

"You damn slut, you don't want the