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V.4.282.
Weeks later, armies from every direction converge and gather before Yulan City, their camps spreading across the surrounding mountains like an encircling tide.Yulan City stands upon a cut mountain peak, its walls rising steep and formidable, while behind it, the green river flows like a natural barrier, protecting its rear from any direct assault.
Diexin meets with Yuanheng, Ziqi, and the generals of both forces.
She takes her seat beside Ziqi and the commanders of Dragon City, while across from her sit Yuanheng and the generals of the Song Kingdom, forming two opposing lines within the same command tent.
One of the generals speaks, his tone serious,
“Madam, do you know of any weakness in the city’s defences that we can exploit?”
Diexin’s eyes shift slightly as she begins to search through her memories of Yulan City.
The streets.
The walls.
The hidden paths she once knew.
But in the end,
She finds nothing useful.
She shakes her head.
The general frowns, his expression growing heavier.
“Then breaking the city will cost us heavily.”
Diexin, however, smiles faintly.
“Do not worry,” she says calmly, “I have a way to make them come out and fight us.”
The room falls silent.
All eyes turn toward her, filled with scrutiny and expectation.
But she does not explain further.
Instead, she simply adds,
“You will all see tomorrow.”
Night falls.
Inside the City Lord’s Mansion of Yulan City, a meeting is already underway.
Present are Shen Ling, Ren Yao, He Riu, an elder of the Holy Gu Sect and the same man who burned the Gu and the prisoners’ corpses with poison fire, along with Ailee, another elder of the sect, and Ji Lanyue, Diexin’s former stepmother and now Shen Ling’s second wife.
The atmosphere is tense.
Ren Yao begins the meeting, his voice steady but carrying a trace of concern.
“Information from our spies indicates that in her war council, Diexin claimed she has a method to draw us out of the city and force a battle on her terms.”
Shen Ling already knows this.
His gaze shifts slowly toward He Riu, Ailee, and Ji Lanyue.
He can clearly perceive it,
The fear in them.
Fear of Yu Diexin.
And not the kind of fear most people feel toward her as the wife of Duan Merin, but a deeper, more instinctive fear, fear of Yu Diexin herself.
This confuses Shen Ling.
In his mind, without Merin’s shadow behind her, Yu Diexin is nothing remarkable.
He had once been her lover.
He remembers her clearly,
A naive girl.
Simple.
Easy to deceive.
Nothing about her had ever suggested this kind of dread.
So now, as he watches them, he tries to understand.
Why do they fear her?
His gaze lingers on Ji Lanyue.
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For a moment, there is confusion in her eyes,
Then suddenly, clarity dawns.
She turns instinctively toward He Riu and Ailee, seeking confirmation, but neither of them looks back at her.
Silence stretches for a breath.
Then Ailee speaks, her tone firm and decisive.
“Tomorrow, we go out and fight them.”
Ren Yao reacts instantly, rising from his seat in shock.
“Are you mad? Why would we leave the city and fight them outside?”
Ailee turns her gaze toward him, calm and unmoved.
“Do not worry,” she says, “only the army of the Holy Gu Sect will go out.”
She then shifts her attention to Shen Ling.
“The forces of Yulan City can remain inside.”
Shen Ling’s brows knit slightly.
He does not understand the reasoning.
But he also knows,
They are no longer in control.
Ever since the Mistress of the Holy Gu Sect aligned with the Star Singer Tower, authority over this front has shifted entirely.
And Ailee, as a Soul Enlightenment cultivator, stands above them all.
Still, he voices the question that matters most.
“What happens if we lose?”
Ailee rises to her feet, her expression unchanged.
“We retreat to the sect.”
Without another word, she turns and leaves the room.
A brief silence follows.
Then, He Riu stands as well.
“She forgot to mention one thing.”
All eyes turn toward him.
“Our objective is to capture Yu Diexin,” he says calmly.
“So do not attempt to kill her.”
With that, he steps out of the room.
Shen Ling watches He Riu leave, then turns toward Ji Lanyue, his voice carrying unease,
“Darling, what is going on?”
Ren Yao’s gaze turns cold as it settles on her, sharp and probing, as if trying to strip away whatever she is hiding beneath her silence.
Ji Lanyue lowers her eyes briefly, her expression tightening, yet she does not answer, and the room falls into a heavy, uncertain quiet.
,
Dawn arrives.
The first light of the sun spills across the mountains, illuminating the towering walls of Yulan City.
Then,
The city gates open.
Slowly.
Heavily.
With a deep grinding sound that echoes across the battlefield.
From within, the army of the Holy Gu Sect marches out in disciplined formation, their presence dense with wood and poison Qi, the air around them already turning faintly green with lingering toxins.
Across the field, both the Song Kingdom and Dragon City forces react instantly, lines forming, formations locking into place as soldiers take their positions.
Weapons rise.
Qi circulates.
The battlefield tightens.
Then,
A horn sounds from the city.
Deep and commanding.
In response, two horns echo from the Song Kingdom’s army.
Followed by the resounding call of Dragon City.
The valley fills with the layered roar of war signals.
And then,
They move.
The two sides surge forward, colliding once more like crashing tides.
Wood Qi erupts from the Holy Gu Sect’s side, massive roots tearing through the earth, rising like living walls and striking forward with crushing force.
Poison Qi spreads in thick waves, turning the battlefield into a domain of decay, where even breathing becomes dangerous.
Opposing them, Dragon City’s forces unleash the Virtual Dragon Qi, their energy shifting constantly as they adapt to every incoming attack.
Fire burns through advancing vines.
Water washes away poison.
Wind disperses toxic mist.
Earth shields against sudden strikes from below.
Their forms change fluidly, responding to every movement of the enemy.
Song Kingdom’s army supports from the flanks, their formations stable and disciplined, reinforcing gaps and striking at exposed points with precision.
The battle stretches on.
Morning turns to noon.
The sun climbs high above, shining down upon a battlefield already soaked in blood.
Neither side retreats.
Both push forward again and again, trading ground, losing it, reclaiming it.
The clash grows fiercer as the hours pass.
Explosions of Qi light up the field.
Screams rise and fall.
Bodies fall beneath trampling feet.
Yet the Holy Gu Sect does not collapse.
And Dragon City does not yield.
Time drags on.
The sun begins to descend.
Golden light spreads across the valley, casting long shadows over the battlefield.
The fighting slows.
Not from mercy,
But from exhaustion.
Both sides gradually pull back, neither achieving a decisive victory.
As the sun sets behind the mountains, the battlefield finally falls into a tense, fragile silence.
The war pauses.
But does not end.
The war continues in this manner for two more days, with relentless clashes from dawn to dusk, and with each passing battle, the army of the Holy Gu Sect grows visibly thinner as their numbers steadily shrink.
At night, upon the walls of Yulan City, Ailee stands looking over the battlefield, while He Rui remains just behind her, his gaze fixed on the distant enemy camp.
“They only have two Soul Awakening cultivators among them,” he says in a low voice.
Ailee’s eyes narrow slightly as she asks, “Not even one Soul Enlightenment cultivator?”
He Rui shakes his head.
“None.”
His gaze shifts toward the rear of the Dragon City camp, settling on Diexin’s tent.
“The City Lord may not value her highly,” he adds thoughtfully.
Ailee remains silent for a moment before replying, “Even so, if we want to capture her, we must draw her out. Attacking their camp directly would be too dangerous.”
He Rui considers briefly, then says, “I have a way to force her out.”
Ailee nods once.
“Tomorrow, begin the attack with the Hunting Blood Bee swarm. They will consume her bloodline power, and once she is weakened, capturing her will be easy.”
He Rui nods in agreement.
,
The next day, as the sun rises once more, the two armies face each other again, their formations set and ready.
From the rear of the Dragon City forces, Yu Diexin watches calmly.
She has already made her own plan.
Tonight, she will launch a surprise attack, as many noble families within Yulan City, upon learning her true identity, have secretly chosen to side with her.
Victory is within reach.
She watches as the horns begin to sound,
But before the armies can move,
A strange sound fills the air.
A low, growing buzz.
Diexin’s eyes lift.
Above Yulan City,
A dark cloud forms.
No,
Not a cloud.
Bees.
An immense swarm of Hunting Blood Bees spreads across the sky, blotting out the light as they surge forward like a living storm.
Panic erupts instantly among the Song Kingdom and Dragon City armies as the swarm descends toward them.
The buzzing grows deafening.
The air itself seems to tremble.
Diexin understands immediately,
Only she can handle this.
Without hesitation, she rises into the sky above her army.
Behind her, a vast phantom manifests,
The image of her Gu, appearing like a Dharma Body.
Yet it remains sealed within its cocoon.
Still,
From within it,
A heartbeat echoes.
Not the rhythm of a butterfly,
But something far more powerful.