Chapter 411: Chapter 241: Slaying the King with a Cunning Plan – The Advantage is Mine
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According to what the fisherman said, this world initially had no Gu.
At that ti, everyone was an ancient cultivator.
It was only later that the Gu appeared.
Could it be understood that soone placed a spell on all beings, forcing them to rely on Gu to practice magic?
He was different, though; he ca from the outside world and did not have this spell on him.
Yet, his own power could not resist this spell, nor could he completely escape the Gu’s cultivation system, which ultimately granted him the special ability to see through the Gu.
Therefore, his ability to see all information about the Gu had not been exposed.
Even the Sword Travel Palace did not know.
This also ant that Taichu’s identity had not been exposed.
The reason the Sword Travel Palace paid attention to him was entirely because of the Void Gate.
In that case, it was much better.
Chen Qing proposed to visit the Void Gate of the Sword Travel Palace and take a closer look at that tiless Void Gate.
But Zi Tao said, “Lord Wen, the Palace Master once said that you cannot go until he leaves seclusion.”
“Nobody knows what will happen if the two Void Gates touch.”
Upon hearing this, Chen Qing gave up; indeed, without a great master present, if anything unexpected happened, he would be at a loss.
After discussing in detail with Zi Tao and Lv Kuang on how to lure Feng Qiwu into the situation, Chen Qing temporarily left the dream realm.
The next day, Yan Sisi sought an audience with Chen Qing again. Chen Qing said calmly, “The plan is feasible, let’s begin.”
Yan Sisi smiled broadly, “In that case, I will proceed with everything I have, and I ask that you watch carefully, Brother.”
Chen Qing nodded, “With you here, I am most assured.”
Recently, he left almost all matters to Yan Sisi to handle, giving Chen Qing so free ti to enter the dream and spend ti with Xuanping, asking about the situation of his son.
Chen Qing was terrible at naming, and after much thought, he nad his son Dan.
And the aning was rather good.
His son seed mostly normal at present, apart from being a little precocious, without any particular issues.
In truth, Chen Qing was also curious about what kind of prodigy his son, who had gathered nearly eight parts of the world’s cultural fortune, would turn out to be.
Now, at just half a year old, it was hard to tell, he could speak, and barely walk.
Stronger than normal infants, but not overwhelmingly so, unlike the dragon and Qilin cubs who could tear through tigers and leopards at birth.
Chen Qing was not too worried about this.
His expectations for his son were not high; as long as he lived well, that was enough.
After Yan Sisi entered the Death Realm, Chen Qing felt everything beginning to change.
Su Yi almost completely refrained from interfering with Yan Sisi’s arrangents and only cooperated proactively.
The reason was very simple, firstly, Yan Sisi was Chen Qing’s sworn sister, the head of the house.
Secondly, Su Yi also knew that Yan Sisi’s abilities far surpassed his, he just wasn’t skilled at governance.
But when it ca to strategy, Su Yi was not as competent.
Chen Qing pondered to himself, the plan should have already started, so Feng Qiwu, how will you respond?
Wutong City.
Suru Palace.
Feng Qiwu sat high on a throne made of phoenix wood, glancing at his ministers, obviously a bit absent-minded.
Last night in his dream, he saw a bizarre scene.
Nine celestial maidens scattering flowers, with the Goddess rising from the sea, holding the sun, flying towards the heavens.
Initially, he hadn’t paid much attention, but seeing the goddess fly farther and farther away, he began to chase after her.
The goddess erging from the sea, holding the sun, flying away—this scene held such profound imagery for him.
He himself was a phoenix, and the sun was also a symbol of the Phoenix Clan, and now, the goddess erged from the sea, holding the sun and flying away.
Was it not a sign of his departure from the Death Sea?
He gave it his all and finally caught up with the goddess, but she rely smiled.
In the end, upon his pleading, she told him only two words, “Listen more.”
The goddess holding the sun and entering the dream, finally giving her prophecy, with only two words, leaving him puzzled.
In the grand hall of the palace, Feng Qiwu pondered about the dream. At his level, it was natural for his dreams to have special occurrences.
With a royal decree, strange things were bound to happen.
The quarrel in the hall montarily brought him back to his senses.
Feng Qiwu angrily said, “Stop arguing and speak properly!”
Sha Jingye stood and said, “Recently, that Lord Wen under Nanli is set to transport a batch of ghost souls across Yellow Sand Beach to the Death Sea, to exchange for rit.”
“According to reports from the spies, the number of ghost souls is imnse, with as many as thirty-two Soul-Gathering Pots.”
“If we could seize this batch of ghost souls and send them to the Death Sea, at least a thousand early-stage Ghost Face Realm cultivators could advance to mid-stage, completing one phase of cultivation.”
“With such abundant rit, when else would be a better ti to seize it?”
Feng Qiwu said, “Shu Wanli, what do you think?”
Shu Wanli clasped his hands and said, “Your Majesty, in my opinion, wait for them to exchange for rit first, then ambush at Yellow Sand Beach. That way, we can directly retreat to Dead Swamp without having to go near the Death Sea.”
“Directly regaining the rit is the safest option.”
“Moreover, when transporting ghost souls, they will surely be extrely vigilant.”
“But once they successfully secure the rit, they will undoubtedly let down their guard, and attacking at that mont would be most effective.”
Feng Qiwu said, “Alright, whether we argue or not, we’re ultimately going to seize these ghost souls, just the order of actions differs slightly.”
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