All Heavenly destiny reduced to ashes
Chapter 482 - 103: The Clarity of Star Suppressing (1/3)

Chapter 482: Chapter 103: The Clarity of Star Suppressing (1/3)

Even after a great victory had been achieved, the surrounding area of Broken Blade Mountain became tense due to the impending war.

Some people left, but most stayed. Since neither Frost Calamity nor Beast Tide, nor even Linlang Commerce Chamber, had driven them away from their homeland, Iron Li’s Iron Cavalry would not either.

While all those who stayed were busy with pre-war military preparations and construction work, many people from other places seeking military exploits and other opportunities came from all directions.

Some were Martial Artists, wanting to join the Vanguard Team or Militia to seek military exploits and further supplies; others were the impoverished looking to earn the richest rewards in the most dangerous jobs with their lives at stake.

This naturally included the True Demon Sect.

With busy construction all around Linjiang City and a growing number of puppets, An Jing made a significant change to the city’s construction planning while fewer people were inside. He optimized some Earth Pulse Nodes, but more so to prevent the forces behind Linlang Commerce Chamber from easily infiltrating the city using the original city formation plans.

Only the original personnel from Hanlang Escort Agency and guards from Bright Mirror Sect, along with Bai Qinghan’s people, could participate in this part of the work, while the puppets bore most of the physical labor, frustrating many with ulterior motives.

But the goal of the True Demon Sect’s scout was not the city... but the depths of Broken Blade Mountain.

A middle-aged man, who seemed ordinary and had thick calluses from mountain labor on his hands, infiltrated a team headed to collect herbs in Broken Blade Mountain. He remained silent, speaking only with a foreign accent when he did speak. This raised no suspicions since most people who dared to come to the vicinity of Broken Blade Mountain to collect herbs were outsiders attracted by the generous compensation of Linjiang City.

"Your task is to collect the following Spiritual Materials and medicines: Bearded Ginseng, Vitality Grass, Gold-rimmed Grass, Solomon’s Seal, Red Leaf Pulp... Remember, we only buy these specific Spiritual Materials and medicines, we don’t accept others, no matter how valuable they are. If you dare pluck a leaf from a Spirit Plant listed for protection, the lord above will dare to take your heads!"

The leader of the team stated their demands and restrictions straightforwardly without any lengthy speeches.

Those present were puzzled; no one could understand why they were gathering these materials that even the poorest could occasionally find in the mountains, especially since they offered a relatively high price.

But who cared, in this age, in the Northern Border, places that offered prices instead of forced labor were scarce. Whatever the lords of Linjiang City wanted, as long as it made money, that was fine.

The middle-aged man followed the group along the designated path into the forest, then silently disappeared in the twisting roots and shadows during the subsequent free activity.

"Really making quite the spectacle..."

Swiftly moving through the forest, shrouded in a fog, the wind continually pushed him forward—it was the Divine Abnormality "Mist Cloaked Form."

Recalling the Linjiang City he had seen earlier, even though he had long sold his life to the Heavenly Demon, he couldn’t help but remark, "I always say this world is tough because there are too many people. Look at how few people there are now, any young lad in his teens can manage a city just fine, everyone can make silver... The lord was right, all kinds of troubles are caused by too many people. Wipe out seventy to eighty, even ninety percent of them, hey, wouldn’t the world then turn into a utopia?"

He was born a bastard son on the periphery of a prominent family; life was hard with parents struggling, and he was always treated as free labor, oppressed. His father died early, and other branches of the family would still harass them... Talking about hard times, he really could go on for days and nights. Thankfully, in this world, there is the Heavenly Demon. If family is evil, could the Heavenly Demon be worse?

From then on, he devoted himself wholeheartedly to serving the True Demon Sect, fearing nothing, not even the most dangerous infiltration missions.

—I’m doing a good deed, after all. Killing many, the survivors will live more comfortably, right? If I die, there will be one less person in the world to feed.

With this mindset, he undertook the task of ’Scouting Broken Blade Mountain’s Central Spiritual Ground.’

The task seemed simple but was actually tough. Frost Calamity had whitened the earth, annihilating all living beings—an excellent occurrence, yet it made infiltration challenging. Before him, many scouts had already been captured and eliminated by something called Iron Kite; it seemed the only way to enter the mountain now was from the inside.

Soon, with the blessing of the Heavenly Demon’s Secret Technique, his body swift like the wind, he reached the center of Broken Blade Mountain.

However, beyond his expectations, the center of the Blessed Land, which according to intelligence should have been "a vast field of spiritual plants," had changed dramatically.

What appeared before him was a massive complex of spirit plants, unimaginably lush and composed of countless different plants, vines, bushes, trees, leaves, and fungi intertwined together!

"This, this is..."

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man exclaimed in astonishment, "Is this the Great Demon Spirit of the Broken Blade Mountain’s Tree Ocean about to advance to Divine Repository?!"

Without hesitating, he immediately took a talisman from his bosom to send a message. And just as he finished sending the message and was about to further infiltrate the Blessed Land, a hand that had been lying in wait, lurking in the shadows, reached out from a blind spot to cover his mouth and nose and dragged him into the darkness.

"Mmmph?!"

The middle-aged man sensed something was wrong; he realized that his ability to infiltrate deep into the Broken Blade Mountain, witness this scene, and even send out the message, had all been orchestrated by someone else—he tried to activate the Heavenly Demon secret technique within him to escape, but another fist, larger and more solid than the previous hand, emerged from the shadows, bearing a faint trace of thunder, and struck his head, knocking him out instantly.

Some time later, outside Broken Blade Mountain.

"Not bad at all, Cang," An Jing praised the figure in front of him, a head shorter than himself but indeed grown quite a bit, smiling as they bumped fists. "Your Power of Netherworld is incredible. Not only can you enter the shadows of the Netherworld yourself, but you can also bring others along!"

The somewhat shorter but relatively tall youth among his peers smiled broadly and said, "Hey, Jing, what are you talking about? Your Thunder Method is the real deal. One punch and you knocked out a high-ranking scout of the Inner Strength equipped with Heavenly Demon secret techniques, and captured him alive. If it were me, even with the advantage of drugs and a sneak attack, I would have to struggle for a while, and he might even have escaped."

"As for growth... You know me, big brother; I love martial arts and combat. The job of Vanguard Scout in the army is just perfect for me. When a person is happy, everything goes smoothly."

"Anyway, seeing you in such good condition also puts me at ease."

An Jing nodded slightly; he was genuinely delighted for Cang Linzu.

This morning, Cang Linzu led a group of Martial Army fighters to Linjiang City, and An Jing was just right in capturing a scout from the True Demon Sect. Seeing his brother arrive, he immediately called him to join the action—besides this middle-aged man, they also incidentally caught quite a few others with ulterior motives, some from Iron Li, some from the southern commerce chambers, and some probably trying to smuggle in the mountains on their own, including a few from the True Demon Sect.

These people would later be sent to prison to be heavily interrogated, extracting relevant information. Those whose crimes were not worthy of death would be sent back to their original places, while the rest would be thrown into Weng Cuiyu’s fertile fields.

Cang Linzu’s growth had long been known to An Jing through Fate Pattern connections. The other had indeed been obsessed with practicing martial arts and loved fighting when at Hanging Fate Manor. Thinking about it, the military really was the best fit for him, rather than making him join the Sects together with Gu Yeqi, which indeed wouldn’t be quite suitable.

"I always feel I’ve seen this somewhere before..."

An Jing felt a sense of familiarity towards Cang Linzu’s current state, but after thinking it through, he realized—wasn’t this just like his own past life? Thinking this, An Jing suddenly felt he had many lessons and experiences he wanted to pass on to his brother.

[Big brother is really amazing. To achieve three Divine Abnormalities without any fuss, our presence probably really held back big brother’s progress.]

However, it was precisely in this moment of wanting to teach/share/communicate that An Jing suddenly realized that their thoughts—his and Cang Linzu’s—suddenly synced up.

And in that instant, within his Divine Sea, inside the Armillary Sphere Shadow representing [Star Suppressing], the star suddenly shone brightly!