"Long ti no see, I just ca out of seclusion, didn't expect this to happen..."
Liang Yi smiled and touched his nose, greeting Feng Yuyou with a sowhat helpless look in his eyes.
"Oh... You an the second war started while you were in seclusion?"
Feng Yuyou tilted her head slightly in confusion and only understood what Liang Yi ant after thinking for a mont.
"Haha, it wasn't just you. When Yu Wei and I received the ssage, we were also shocked. At the ti, we hadn't gathered intelligence or prepared supplies, yet they launched the second attack directly."
Feng Yuyou crossed her arms, showing a hint of distress. It seed the sudden ssage at that ti indeed troubled her.
"Yu Wei was so anxious that he didn't rest for three days and nights, personally overseeing the transportation to reluctantly prepare all supplies before the war. I heard he lost a lot of weight."
Little Bamboo House, Wind God Comrce, the Refining Sect, and dicine Valley—all these sects fully took on the backup lifeline during the war. Intelligence, resources, magical treasures, and elixirs—besides the countless cultivators battling on the frontlines, these forces working silently behind the scenes were equally striving.
"Thank you..."
Liang Yi looked into Feng Yuyou's eyes and sincerely expressed his gratitude.
Feng Yuyou blinked and lowered her head sowhat shyly, "It's alright, you have your duties and we have ours, all for the Mystical chanism."
"I'll be off then, send my regards to Senior Zhu Shigu."
Liang Yi still wanted to quickly reunite with his junior sisters and brothers, so after a brief chat, he waved goodbye.
"Mm."
Feng Yuyou watched Liang Yi leave, a trace of regret in her gaze.
During her ti cultivating at Little Bamboo House, the most frequent information she encountered was about Liang Yi. From various intelligence, she learned about him, knowing his excellence and gradually developing a slight unusual emotion.
But upon really interacting, she found Liang Yi far more outstanding than in the reports, even helping her master successfully break through a bottleneck—but he had already found a lifelong partner.
And... now wasn't the ti for romance; she had more important things to do.
After waving goodbye to Liang Yi, Feng Yuyou turned around and entered Little Bamboo House, beginning preparations to gather intelligence for the next war.
The courtyard where he and his junior sister lived was not far from the Little Bamboo House; with his speed, it was just a stone's throw away, let alone Abyss Battle City.
"Senior brother? You're out of seclusion!?"
Before even stepping into the courtyard, a fragrant breeze greeted him, as Su Youyi appeared panting at the door before Liang Yi, her face slightly flushed, holding Lovesick, with sweat drops on her cheeks not yet wiped dry.
"What are you doing, looking so tired?"
Liang Yi extended a sleeve, both smiling and gently wiping the sweat from his junior sister's forehead.
"Hehe..."
Su Youyi closed her eyes, leaned her face towards her senior brother, enjoying his concern.
"You're... finally back..."
A weak voice, almost like soone who hadn't slept for ten days and nights, eerily drifted from the door.
Liang Yi turned sideways in confusion, saw no one, then glanced down and, oh my, spotted soone sprawled on the ground!
"Master Ju lounging on the ground?"
Liang Yi looked surprised at Master Ju, who was lying exhausted on the ground, not knowing what to make of it.
Liang Yi, while turning his head, didn't notice Su Youyi, who had just closed her eyes, now mischievously sticking her tongue out.
"It's all your junior sister. Unable to find Chen Hua, she dragged into special training..."
Master Ju resentfully climbed up and directly jumped onto Liang Yi's shoulder, complaining about Su Youyi's "atrocities."
"Seven days! Do you know how I survived these seven days? I nearly got beaten silly by her!"
"That rough?"
Liang Yi blinked and cast a probing glance at his junior sister beside him.
"Not... not really. It's just that the River of Sword Intent needs continuous actual combat to exhibit the mystique of its sword intent, thus enhancing my affinity with it, thereby unleashing its real power."
Su Youyi, slightly guilty, twirled her hair with her fingertips, sowhat fearful of eting Master Ju's eyes filled with resentnt.
"Couldn't find Master, the other chiefs were either in seclusion or too busy, so I couldn't disturb them, and had no choice but to rely on Master Ju..."
Despite Master Ju usually being incredibly lazy, his strength was undeniably a solid Ninth Realm peak demon cultivator, ferocious on the battlefield, delivering heavy blows to his opponents.
So even against Su Youyi, who had rapidly improved her strength, Master Ju could serve as a sparring partner for seven days.
"..."
Liang Yi lifted Master Ju and spun him around in front of himself, finding that he had lost at least ten pounds, enough to see where his belly is.
"Weight loss results are great; keep it up next ti!"
Liang Yi gently patted Master Ju's belly, joking as he spoke.
"You jerk!!"
Noticing Su Youyi's brightening eyes, Master Ju shouted in grief and indignation.
"Hahaha."
Liang Yi laughed heartily, and Su Youyi also gave a light smile, both amused by Master Ju.
"Tell what happened while I was away. Although the Little Bamboo House manager briefly updated , it's not detailed enough."
Liang Yi entered the courtyard with his junior sister and Master Ju, glancing casually around and noticing nurous arrays set up, likely to prevent their sparring from destroying Abyss Battle City. After all, these two striking blow-for-blow weren't trivial matters.
Ignoring Master Ju, who fled upon release, Liang Yi turned his gaze to his tea-making junior sister.
"Actually, not much happened, just following Master in pushing back the Abyss Cultivators to the Abyss Continent..."
Su Youyi handed the tea to her senior brother, speaking softly.
"..."
Liang Yi listened to this as if it were as easy as going out to buy groceries, feeling that the Abyss Cultivators might be livid if they heard.
"The main issue is that this ti the enemy hardly put up any effective resistance. Neither those Abyss Envoys showed up nor the peak Great Cultivators from the past epochs appeared, only a small fraction."
Su Youyi's face showed puzzlent, which had left them baffled to this day.
"Could it be that our sudden assault caught them off guard, and they weren't able to react?"
After sipping his tea, Liang Yi raised his head, asking in confusion.
"No... it shouldn't be. Because even if they were unresponsive initially, they didn't send reinforcents after half a day of our attack; they instead announced a retreat. So, Master suspects the Abyss Cultivators are planning sothing."
Su Youyi shook her head, sitting across from Liang Yi with a tone of deep bewildernt.
When engaging, they imdiately sensed sothing amiss—the forces left on the Mystical chanism Continent weren't weak, but compared to expectations, they were far fewer.
Moreover, the strangest part was most of the advanced combat forces were revivals from previous epochs, Ninth Realm Great Perfection cultivators so few that even Master could handle them alone.
While there were nurous peak Ninth Realm cultivators, Su Youyi could take on four without issue, and the rest were easily suppressed. This was a rare occurrence for Abyss Cultivators who favored overwhelming numbers; typically, it should be one against three or four for them.
"An empty city strategy? Or is there truly an ambush..."
After listening, Liang Yi's brow furrowed, vaguely sensing sothing peculiar.
"All unknown, and still on their territory..."
Liang Yi suddenly smiled, facing this situation of unknowns, unknown intelligence, and unknown enemies. Wasn't it ti to invite our players on stage?
Players with the Undying Attribute could revive on the Mystical chanism Continent—ideal for intelligence-gathering missions!
"Abnormal People? Didn't we send them to check it out?"
Liang Yi looked up at his junior sister; surely soone considered this?
"They've already gone, but the other side placed an array there. The mont Abnormal People crossed over, they were engulfed by darkness, even Eighth Realm early-stage Abnormal People were ineffective, even magical treasures for protection failed."
Su Youyi looked extrely helpless if even Eighth Realm early-stage Abnormal People along with so personal magical treasures don't suffice, then we must send Ninth Realm cultivators...
But among Abnormal People, none were Ninth Realm; the highest was just early Eighth Realm, thus the only option left was to dispatch Mystical chanism Cultivators for intelligence gathering.
Mystical chanism Cultivators lack the unique revival ability of Abnormal People; when they die, they are truly dead...
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