Feng Siyuan spent considerable time and effort carefully explaining the general situation at Great Serpent Mound and the nearby Demon Spirit Sect to Song Yan.
At the same time, he gave him a detailed analysis of the awkward predicament that left Great Serpent Mound unable to advance or retreat.
Yes, Great Serpent Mound needed a somewhat forceful True Person to hold the fort, but from the look of things, this True Person Ciyu was a little too forceful. Feng Siyuan was instead worried that his eagerness for glory would drive him into a reckless advance and destroy the stability they had maintained for decades.
Song Yan listened attentively, nodding from time to time.
Unfortunately, very little of what concerned the war actually registered with him.
Great Serpent Mound was indeed different from the other garrisons, though. According to the handover information he had received before setting out, no agents had been planted in this area of the Demon Spirit Sect.
"Have there been any leads on Fellow Daoist Gao lately?"
"No."
Feng Siyuan shook his head.
Gao Xing had disappeared together with the Demon Spirit Sect's Young Lord.
In Feng Siyuan's view, although Gao Xing was a commander without much daring, he also loathed Demon Ruins Cultivators to the bone.
He was unlikely to have left without a word and deserted his post in the face of battle.
Most likely, he had fallen victim to the Devil Cultivators.
While the two were speaking, Fan Jingchen reported from outside the hall, and Song Yan called him in.
"Well? Did you get anything out of him?"
Fan Jingchen nodded. "He's confessed just about everything."
Min He's cultivation had already been completely crippled. With almost no measures needed, he had told them everything he knew, asking only that they spare his life.
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