Imperial Cultivation
Chapter 421: 418: Premonition

Chapter 421: Chapter 418: Premonition

Meng Canglan said softly, “Our sect sincerely intends to assist the Princely Heir and knows what you need.”

Chu Zhiyuan looked thoughtfully in the direction marked on the map and smiled, “Are there any top experts or Great Grandmasters in the Dayou Camp?”

Meng Canglan replied, “If there were Great Grandmasters, how could they be so miserable?”

Chu Zhiyuan asked, “Which Evil Sects are involved?”

“There’s the Huaisu Sect, and the Heavenly Heart Sect. Although they’re Evil Sects, their actions aren’t that malevolent; otherwise, they would’ve been expelled from the army long ago.”

“An Evil Sect is an Evil Sect, all deserve to be eliminated,” Chu Zhiyuan said indifferently, “Huaisu Sect… Heavenly Heart Sect…”

He knew of these two Evil Sects.

The Evil Sects each harness Outer Heaven Power, using extreme methods to seek extreme advancement.

These extreme methods are almost all about plundering and devouring.

The cultivation method of a True Sect is to refine oneself to seize the mysteries of heaven, while the Evil Sect’s method is to seize the opportunities of others.

Slaughter is their foundation, almost without exception, and their actions defy human nature, instilling fear and shock.

Therefore, monsters from the Evil Sects all deserve to be eliminated, ensuring no innocent person is wronged.

The Huaisu Sect and the Heavenly Heart Sect are no exception.

Meng Canglan said, “If the Phoenix Camp were to make a move, the Dayou Camp would be no match.”

Chu Zhiyuan pondered silently.

Meng Canglan noticed his hesitation and asked puzzledly, “Does the Princely Heir still doubt our sect?”

Chu Zhiyuan said, “My intuition is quite accurate and stronger than most.”

Meng Canglan hastily added, “Does the Princely Heir sense something amiss?”

She was well aware of Chu Zhiyuan’s famous intuition.

Chu Zhiyuan slowly said, “My intuition tells me that something is wrong with the Dayou Camp, containing immense danger.”

Meng Canglan lightly furrowed her brows, staring at him intently.

Chu Zhiyuan said, “Miss Meng, do you have a solution?”

Meng Canglan hesitated, “Could there be a Great Grandmaster in the Dayou Camp?”

Chu Zhiyuan replied, “Even if they’re not a Great Grandmaster, they’re almost equivalent and pose a significant danger to me.”

“…I will send someone to check,” Meng Canglan said slowly.

Chu Zhiyuan said, “No need to send anyone else; I will go personally. Miss Meng, accompany me.”

Meng Canglan tightly pressed her lips, her eyes flickering.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, “I must trouble Miss Meng. What do you say?”

Meng Canglan suddenly smiled, “The Princely Heir is indeed overly suspicious.”

Chu Zhiyuan said, “It’s not that I’m overly suspicious, but your sect’s actions don’t inspire confidence.”

“…Alright,” Meng Canglan slowly nodded.

“Then let’s set off now.”

“…Okay.” Meng Canglan nodded solemnly.

——

The mountain peak stood majestically, with a giant boulder towering at its summit.

At first glance, Eagle Beak Cliff appears like an eagle diving down, about to snatch a rabbit from the ground.

Chu Zhiyuan and Meng Canglan appeared midway up the opposite mountain peak.

Situated deep within a forest, they gazed at the distant Eagle Beak Cliff.

Chu Zhiyuan was still dressed in the Biluo True Robe, while Meng Canglan had changed into a dark green combat uniform.

Their clothes blended seamlessly with the surrounding forest, indistinguishable from each other.

Under Chu Zhiyuan’s Insight, he could clearly see the opposite mountain peak.

He immediately discerned that there were only 1,136 people here, far from the original number of the Dayou Camp.

After scanning each of their experts, he found two Grandmasters, fourteen Innates, with the rest being less than Innate.

This strength is already noteworthy in the entire Da Jing army.

Chu Zhiyuan turned to look at Meng Canglan, “The numbers don’t seem right.”

He had already used his Insight, confirming that there were no caves or hiding places, indeed only 1,136 people.

Meng Canglan’s eyes shone brightly as she used her Eyesight to observe the opposite side, her brows knitted, also sensing something amiss.

She also had a Miracle Technique that enhanced her Eyesight, allowing her to clearly see every spot and person on the opposite side.

Everyone could be seen unless they were in the shaded area, avoiding the sunlight.

During this season, with such sunny weather, most were basking in the sun.

After some quick calculations, she also sensed the inconsistency and frowned, “Could it be they’re divided into two groups?”

“Did you see your sect’s disciples?” Chu Zhiyuan asked.

Meng Canglan nodded.

Chu Zhiyuan said, “How about calling them over to ask?”

“…Alright.” Meng Canglan ultimately agreed, then whistled a few crisp bird calls.

These bird calls mixed with the rustling wind, drawing no attention at all.

But for a trained Wuyou Sect disciple, they were instantly recognizable.

A quarter of an hour later, a skinny young man slipped into the forest.

He was an unassuming young man whose presence was easily overlooked in a crowd. He clasped his fists in salute, “Greetings, Holy Daughter.”

He saw Chu Zhiyuan next to Meng Canglan but only focused on Meng Canglan.

Meng Canglan gently waved her hand, “Junior Brother Zhou, no need for formalities. What’s the situation?”

“Holy Daughter, they have lost the will to fight and are preparing to surrender.”

Meng Canglan said, “They’re surrendering without a fight?”

“It’s already hard enough to find food; no one wants to endure this hardship any longer.”

“Hmm, that’s true. Staying in this secluded forest isn’t comfortable at all,” Meng Canglan nodded slightly.

With Gang Qi protecting her body, it was somewhat more bearable. Without it, staying in the wilderness would be incredibly bothersome.

Even though it’s winter and most animals are in hibernation, there are always some that aren’t and continuously harass them.

“This hardship is intolerable, and complaints are plenty. They probably can’t hold out for more than a few days before venturing out voluntarily.”

Meng Canglan asked, “What about the others?”

“We’ve parted ways with the others. Too many people leave traces easily, and there’s not enough food. We had to split up.”

“Where did they go?”

“They went in different directions, one north and one south.”

Chu Zhiyuan spoke slowly, “Can you find where they are?”

The young man looked at Meng Canglan.

Meng Canglan said softly, “Junior Brother Zhou, you can speak freely. He’s not an outsider.”

Zhou Zhijia said, “They left marks, so we can find each other.”

“…Please help me locate the other two spots,” Meng Canglan glanced at Chu Zhiyuan, understanding his intention.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled.

“Yes.” Zhou Zhijia gritted his teeth and agreed.

——

Zhou Zhijia took the lead, with Chu Zhiyuan and Meng Canglan following.

Zhou Zhijia searched for marks in front, moving swiftly, without hesitation or delay.

Meng Canglan whispered, “Is there something wrong with these two teams of people?”

She noticed Chu Zhiyuan’s expression, feeling it wasn’t quite right.

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head, “I hope I’m wrong.”

“Wrong about what?” Meng Canglan asked, puzzled.

Chu Zhiyuan said, “Are the experts of the Huaisu Sect and the Heavenly Heart Sect not present here?”

Meng Canglan looked at Zhou Zhijia, “Are the Evil Sect experts not on this side?”

Zhou Zhijia nodded, “Indeed, they’re not here.”

Chu Zhiyuan said, “Could they each be leading a group?”

“…It seems they each are leading a group.”

“Does it have something to do with them?” Meng Canglan asked in a hushed voice.

Chu Zhiyuan said, “Hopefully, it has nothing to do with them… I just have a bad premonition.”

Meng Canglan seemed puzzled, looking at him without understanding.

Chu Zhiyuan snorted, “Evil Sects, didn’t you think of anything?”

“Evil Sects, killing?” Meng Canglan frowned, “Could they have gone out to wreak havoc among the populace?”

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head, saying no more.

“Oh?” Zhou Zhijia suddenly frowned, stopping and looking around.

“Senior Brother Zhou, what is it?”

“Strange, the marks have disappeared.” Zhou Zhijia turned to Meng Canglan, scratching his head, “They are really gone.”

Meng Canglan looked around, frowning, “It seems they’re not around.”

If someone were secretly watching, she would definitely sense it.