A Yijie monk immediately set off to make arrangements, while Hou Niao conveyed his decision to Master Xu and others, and no one objected.
Because this was already the direction they were considering the most.
The Sword Sect was almost moving in full force, but the only part left on the continent to maintain their scale was their intelligence system. They must have a clear understanding of the entire continent that belongs to them, which is the true guarantee of success.
The Yijie monk did not lie to him, so he was also willing to reciprocate. In the contention among Daoist sects on the continent, since the Southeast Daoist had become a de facto potential opponent, it was inevitable to form an alliance with the Buddhist Sect. Of course, given the Southwest's rising reputation, the Buddhist Sect also had such a desire, so they hit it off, working together in a secretive manner.
The Wild Geese Letter was sent out, less than half a day after they returned to the mountain. This efficiency was genuinely terrifying. Similarly, they did not specify a destination, only a gathering place, and where to go remained uncertain.
Several Masters just sighed, ever since Hou Gouzi became the Sect Hierarch, the pace of cultivation suddenly accelerated, and the former leisure and freedom were gone.
Hou Niao denied it, "It has nothing to do with me, right? With Heaven Creation imminent, who can afford to be leisurely? At the very least, we are now commanding others; it would be more frustrating if we were being commanded by others."
Looking at everyone, "We need to rotate in battle. In addition to the core members among the two hundred people who went to Ying Platform with me, the rest should rest at Dushan. Additionally, deploy four hundred Golden Core Sword Cultivators; they need to see blood. Furthermore, the four Uncles Hai Wei Quan Yuan will go with me, and others will stay and guard Dushan. Also, keep an eye on the movements of the Sea Clan beyond Tianjin Ocean; Tianjin borders Lizhi, the boundary is vague, and it's hard to say if the Sea Clan won't sneak over to cause chaos."
Master Xu smiled, "Just fight them, I think they won't dare to come over. With the precedent of the Lizhi Sea Clan, they won't invade in large masses, only small groups of demons will infiltrate to see our reaction. The tougher we show ourselves, the more insecure they become. We can send a lot of Foundation Establishment disciples over; it's a rare training opportunity and we don't have to worry about causing consequences."
Master Xu was responsible for the matters of staying at Dushan. He was not worried about this expedition because the main force of the battle would be the Buddhist Sect, not them. They existed as a powerful auxiliary force with a mobile nature, something Hou Gouzi excelled at.
Everyone's arrangements were settled. The four hundred Golden Core Sword Cultivators were already waiting outside. These people were mostly those who reinforced Blue Mountain Island with the main force. They did not participate in the most dangerous battle at Ying Platform, and the battle at Blue Mountain, to be precise, wasn't even a cultivator's battle. This was disadvantageous to their sword formation cooperation, having trained for so many years without actual combat, it was mere posturing. Hou Niao did not mind weeding out the unqualified among them through warfare.
Among these people, one hundred practiced Body Sword, three hundred practiced Flying Sword, but their actual strength was far inferior to the previous two hundred. But if they had leaders like Yu Zhengxing, Fang Yazi, Li Shipeng, Wang Mian, etc., after circling the continent, they probably would mature.
Of course, there was also his little tail, Nineteenth Aunt, who also had an impatient nature. Her Peacock Clan's cultivation did not require long meditations; it was a process of natural evolution of the bloodline.
The assembly point was in Wei Country, Taihao's territory. Before the team gathered, he took a trip to the Red Leaf Daoist Academy, it had been a long time since he saw that little girl Zhao Xintong.
At the Red Leaf Daoist Academy, Zhao Xintong had been sitting in the dean's position for decades, and her Realm had successfully reached the Golden Core; she did not follow the Southwest army to Blue Mountain. Firstly, the Red Leaf Daoist Academy was a place of education, and secondly, she was not skilled in fighting.
But when Hou Niao saw her, he was surprised by her state, frowning, "What's going on? Why have you gotten yourself into this condition?"
Zhao Xintong was still like an orchid in a secluded valley, but her figure was thin and her expression fatigued. Hou Niao could immediately see her spiritual and inner secret depletion, a state so obvious that it would shorten her lifespan.
Zhao Xintong chuckled charmingly, "Uncle, it's nothing, just some deviation in recent practice, it's been corrected. You just happened to come here, without any prior notice."
Hou Niao looked at her and sighed, "Xintong, I remember telling you a long time ago to learn more about self-cultivation, Alchemy, Talisman crafting, array formations, Artifact Making; Uncle supports you in all of these, but Divination is especially harmful! Don't think Taihao has unique methods in this regard to compensate for it; this period in Jinxiu fears Divination the most because the future is of great concern, and it will remain taboo for several years. The Heavenly Dao will double its punishment, you must listen to me!"
Zhao Xintong lightly tugged on his arm, playfully, even though she was now a Golden Core, she felt just as she did when she was a few years old; she had indeed divined things she shouldn't have, not out of curiosity, but out of concern.
Her Uncle was such a relentless figure, now already a significant figure on the Jinxiu Continent, strategizing and leading a sect, even dominating one of the five major regions of the continent; the more it was like this, the more worried she became, because she had seen the future when she was young, through a Heavenly Eye opened by an old grandfather, resulting in seeing her own demise.
She had once glimpsed, not feeling much at a lower Realm, but now her Realm was higher and her perspective broader, coupled with the launching of Jinxiu's Heaven Creation, she vaguely sensed something ominous. For someone like her with a predictive talent, her vague premonitions could genuinely happen, as years of events around her proved this point.
She had never shared these thoughts with others, nor easily displayed her Divination and prediction abilities before outsiders; only in the presence of her Uncle did she secretly open the Heavenly Eye a few times, seeing some blurred images...
She was a bit scared, but her personality was such that the more scared she was, the more she wanted to know. She wanted to use her abilities to help her Uncle, as he was her only relative in the world after Daoist Zi left, and she had never been able to help him even once.
Fidgeting, "Uncle, why do you say that? What's so different about this period? Why does everyone seem to treat it as a taboo?"
Hou Niao did not wish to say too much to her, knowing that this little girl's strong curiosity was unstoppable even by life and death,
"You don't need to know, just teach well here, cultivate oneself, and calmly await the changes of heaven and earth. You must know, that the unknown is the best, whether sadness or happiness, if everything is known in advance, wouldn't life be boring?
Treat yourself as a stubborn stone, then every day will have surprises."
Zhao Xintong rolled her eyes, "I did hear some things, how about I discuss them with Uncle?"
"Shut up!" Hou Niao scolded sternly, "In the future, you are not allowed to mention anything about the future to me! Don't say anything! My future is for me to forge, I don't need any reminders, even if it's a pit, it's something I should experience!"
He softened his tone, "You just need to live well and watch how Uncle masters the seas and rides the tides!"
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