Chizhou, fierce winds and torrential rain!
Chu Xingchen watched the surging river, with Qinghe standing at his side.
Li Yingling was in Chizhou City, while Xie Lingyu and Li Xingtian had been assigned separately to Cangzhou City.
Their cultivation was only at the Golden Core Realm, so a battlefield where the Nascent Soul Realm was the bare minimum posed some risk to them.
Xie Lingyu carried a protective Dharma Treasure from the Heavenly Derivation Sect. If Cangzhou City turned out to be the main target, she could at least keep Li Xingtian safe.
With Li Yingling inside the city, Chu Xingchen and Qinghe could rush straight to her aid if anything went wrong.
Thus, only Chu Xingchen and Qinghe would actually join the battle.
This was the safest arrangement.
Besides, because Qinghe had been slacking off to an extraordinary degree, far fewer Formation Bases had ended up being laid along Cangzhou's Water Vein than along Chizhou's.
So putting all their chips on Chizhou was the best choice. As for Cangzhou, it would serve as a delaying measure.
In short, sometimes they had to rely on a little luck, too.
Qinghe was a Flood Dragon with a water affinity. Facing the fierce winds and torrential rain, she narrowed her eyes in comfort, but asked in puzzlement:
"You said they have to destabilize the National Fortune before they can steal the treasure, but we don't even know how much of a commotion there'll be when something happens to it. What if there's only a tiny disturbance, we don't notice, and we're caught completely off guard?"
Chu Xingchen nodded lightly. "Then just wait until we return to the Heavenly Derivation Sect and Sister Bai makes you her mount."
Qinghe froze at his words, a little afraid that the utterly deranged Granny Bai really