The twenty-ninth day, light rain.
Weather like this was somewhat rare.
In Changping, overcast days were common, but rainy days were actually few.
The cultivators in the city went about things as usual.
They left Yangwu Courtyard and headed in various directions outside the commandery city, following their respective assignments.
The area Song Yan had to patrol today was Cheng Family Village.
Before leaving the commandery city, however, he still went to the Manifestation Spirit Stele outside Lianheng Tower and checked Cheng Yu's movements for today once more.
At the edge of the Manifestation Spirit Stele, Cheng Yu's name remained in its original position.
There had been no reassignment.
That was only to be expected.
By today, the elders should all have learned about the plan to ambush and slay the cultivators of the Seed Demon Way and Yellow Springs Way.
Cheng Family Village was the center of the battlefield, while Cao Yuan Township was the farthest from it.
Naturally, Cheng Yu's parents would no longer bother finding somewhere else to send their child.
His expression indifferent, he glanced at the names of those around Cheng Yu.
Jackals from the same hill.
"If you survive, that means your crimes don't warrant death."
"If you die, that means you've committed evil after evil. Going down early to atone would be just as well."
He turned and left the commandery city.
Everything was as usual in Cheng Family Village.
Song Yan sat cross-legged beneath an old pine at a fork near the foot of the hillside outside the village.
Today, he needed to do nothing.
He only had to wait.
On this day, many others were also waiting for a certain moment to arrive.
Night fell quickly in Changping.
The waning moon hung like a hook, and the withered woods on the