Arriving at the Doorstep

Mountain Top Dojo.

The lush gardens were somewhat lively at the moment. Wang Ping stood beneath a towering Spirit Wood tree, chatting and laughing with Yuan Zheng, Ruan Chunzi, and Miaoyu beside him. Nearby, Liu Huaien, Li Miaolin, Le Xin, and Hua Yun quietly listened to their conversation.

Daoist Ying Qing and Hou Jun leaned beneath another Spirit Wood tree, watching Wang Ping's group. Under the shade to their left stood Lu Shan and his two companions. From time to time, the three of them looked toward Dong Can beneath the Spirit Gathering Tower five or six zhang away. Beside Dong Can stood Ke Yue, dressed in striking red. Her gaze repeatedly drifted toward Le Xin and Hua Yun, crimson firelight flickering faintly in her eyes.

These were all the Third Realm cultivators Wang Ping could gather. Adding Yulian, Wu Fu from Zhonghui County Town, and Wang Ping himself, there were seventeen Third Realm cultivators in all. It was an even more magnificent lineup than when he had attacked True Sun Mountain.

"Everyone, good news has come from the front. The Chu Kingdom fleet has already crushed the Seventh Prince's main force and plans to besiege Anmu Island in three days!"

After finishing his casual chat with those around him, Wang Ping turned to address the crowd. Though his voice was not loud, everyone could hear him clearly. "Also, news has come from the Third Prince's side. They will attack Gutou Island to the east at the same time as us."

"It went this smoothly?"

Li Miaolin asked curiously. He usually wandered the mortal world and often plotted wars between the two nations. The wars he planned generally lasted years, or even longer.

"True Monarch, do you have some special method? Over the past few days, I've sensed some unusual