"What do you mean? Isn't this invasion happening because the Demonic Path wants to expand its influence and has set its sights on our Wu Kingdom's Two Prefectures?" Wang Yu asked, somewhat puzzled.
"That is how it appears on the surface, but there are other circumstances behind it. Have you heard of them, Brother Wang?" Princess Tianhe said with a smile.
"Other circumstances?" Wang Yu was taken aback.
"Indeed. Brother Wang, you should know that although I am a disciple of the Thousand Bamboo Sect, I have another identity: I am a member of the imperial family.
"Because of the cultivation sects, most secular authority over the Wu Kingdom's twelve prefectures and forty-eight provinces lies in the hands of the major sects. Nevertheless, every prefecture and province still outwardly acknowledges the imperial family's supremacy. After all, our Wu family once produced a mighty Nascent Soul cultivator. Otherwise, how could we have remained the Wu Kingdom's imperial family for thousands of years?
"The Celestial River Commandery is a branch of the imperial family, so naturally, we have channels through which we learn certain privileged information," Princess Tianhe said meaningfully.
"Please enlighten me, Fairy Wu. I am all ears." Wang Yu cupped his hands, his expression growing solemn.
"I wouldn't presume to enlighten you. You saved my life, Brother Wang, and I have never truly repaid you. Consider this information a small token of my gratitude." Princess Tianhe smiled radiantly and brushed a lock of glossy black hair away from her forehead, looking utterly bright and captivating.
Wang Yu assumed an expression of rapt attention.
The invasion by the Demonic Path sects was imminent. Judging by how easily the Four Symbols Sect had lost Tongzhou, the Demonic Path's forces clearly surpassed those of the Great Ming Prefecture's Four Sects.
If he could