Tushan Maid Corps Sees a Golden Core Explosion

Inside the silent palace.

Jiang Ding waved the attendants away and gazed at the sea of stars in his consciousness, which represented the Northern Plains maid corps.

With a slight stir of divine sense, the scenes of the past sixteen years began to rewind.

At the very beginning, there had been 51,200 soul imprints, each with subtly different auras.

As time passed, the soul imprints slowly increased. Four years later, they had risen from 51,200 to 53,000.

In the fifth year,

A patch of the sea of stars suddenly dimmed.

Six thousand were lost, representing the deaths of more than six thousand maids, bringing their number down to 47,000.

Jiang Ding reviewed the information within.

At the battle of Yu Clan Mountain, Six Paths Saint Child Yin Dao led fifteen thousand men to strike, ambushing six thousand Tushan maids passing through the area on their way to Falling Rain Mountain.

Having learned from his previous lessons, Yin Dao set up an illusion formation around his camp to conceal it from within and without. He selected all his direct subordinates to form an elite force and used a secret treasure to strictly seal off all communications, then secretly marched tens of thousands of li to the ambush site.

At the time, the force was commanded by the Kan Yu maid Falling Rain True Person, a female cultivator at the peak of Golden Core who was renowned throughout the Northern Plains.

Facing Six Paths Saint Child Yin Dao personally leading troops to surround and kill them, she held out for ten days, repeatedly attempting breakouts and suffering grievous casualties.

Thus, she lost heart.

In her despair, she secretly contacted the Six Paths Sect and sought to surrender.

At the critical moment, the green-skirted maids detected Kan Yu's intentions and gave the order