Outside the Qin State's Central Army main tent, three pairs of master and disciple met.
After exchanging greetings and a few brief pleasantries, they entered the tent together.
The atmosphere inside had already been grave, and now three more cultivators had arrived.
Gongsun Yan looked at the newcomers.
He was not particularly warm toward Chijingzi and Yuding Zhenren, merely receiving them with ordinary courtesy.
But upon seeing Moyuan, he quickly stepped forward, clasped his hands, and bowed solemnly.
"This junior, Gongsun Yan, pays his respects to Martial Uncle Moyuan."
Moyuan had long known about Mystic Turtle establishing Guiguzi's "academy" outside.
"Mr. Gongsun."
Moyuan slightly raised a hand. "You are Senior Uncle Xuantian's disciple, and Master has decreed that he and Senior Uncle Xuantian are of the same generation. You should address me as senior brother."
The moment those words were spoken, Chijingzi and Yuding Zhenren in particular were utterly shocked.
Xuantian? Was that not Mystic Turtle's Daoist title from Mending Heaven?
Gongsun Yan gently shook his head and said firmly, "No."
"Teacher gave his instructions long ago. We are all considered Second-generation Disciples of the Literary Sect, one generation below you. A master's orders cannot be disobeyed."
Since it was Mystic Turtle's arrangement, Moyuan said nothing further.
Everyone took their seats in turn.
Gongsun Yan composed himself and turned to the battle.
For this battle, he intended to lure the enemy deep in before surrounding and annihilating them.
He would not only seize Hexi, but also wipe out all eighty thousand Wei soldiers stationed there.
Otherwise, with this elite force remaining, the Qin-Wei border at Hexi would never know peace.
Gongsun Yan bore the distinguished title of Xi Shou. Whether in the art of diplomacy or military formations and warfare, he arranged everything with precision.
He broke down the potential