Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 1058 - 660 Exposure

Chapter 1058: Chapter 660 Exposure

The flames of war spread as the prefectural soldiers of the sect families fought against the surging insect tide invading the Heavenly Canopy. But with the descent of the Two Saints, their morale was shattered in an instant.

A destruction from the top to the bottom.

Zhenxi Prefecture City, once a crucial border stronghold and now the seat of Xize Provincial Capital, was home to many high-rank cultivators among the sect families. After resolving to resist the enemy, they closely monitored every development within the city.

The strategic plans of the Third Young Master of the Prime Minister’s Mansion and the dreadful state of the Three Saints who first entered the city gave them confidence in victory. Yet, that confidence was fragmented in an instant.

The bloodied White Wolf groaned and struggled to rise from the pit, while in the skies above, the figure encircled by a dragon’s shadow emanated an aura as if an immortal had descended, crushing their spirits and leaving them breathless.

Over the western walls, the searing sea of flames surrounding the old man seemed capable of burning the Sky Dome itself, rapidly dismantling the city defense array patterns.

With just a few moves from these two newly arrived Saints, the previously favorable situation in the city crumbled entirely.

Yet, in such dire circumstances, they could not retreat and had no choice but to pin their hopes on the Third Young Master of the Prime Minister’s Mansion, hoping he could counter these two terrifying Saints.

However, their thoughts were never relayed to the Third Young Master, for Xu Yuan was utterly preoccupied at the moment.

After Emperor Bai and the hunched old man appeared, even their mere gaze from afar caused Xu Yuan’s mind to sway uncontrollably.

The stage was finally set.

The performance of Mu Xingyi’s family almost made Xu Yuan forget the despair-inducing pressure that Saints could exert.

Especially the Emperor Bai in the skies.

His oppressive aura reminded Xu Yuan of that night when the Xi’en Emperor sought to overthrow the entire Dayan Imperial Capital single-handedly.

The Qilin Wolf fell instantly in Emperor Bai’s hands, which didn’t surprise Xu Yuan. Instead, it piqued his curiosity about why that foolish wolf, given its usual nature, would dare challenge Emperor Bai.

Even among world-level bosses, there are disparities in power.

Not to mention, in *Cangyuan Chronicles*, the Qilin Wolf was nothing more than an auxiliary-type energy source—a mere lackey. The true world boss was someone else altogether.

Yes, the one who had once been tied up by him and Li Junwu for half the day—Jia Yi.

But unfortunately, the little Goddess sister was far from capable of shouldering the responsibility of being a "human pillar." Hence, for now, the Qilin Wolf was sent forward as a substitute.

Sweeping his gaze across the fallen Qilin Wolf lying lifeless, Xu Yuan instinctively thought it had already stood back up. But what he saw was only a blood-soaked white wolf sprawled on the ground, tongue protruding, barely clinging to life.

"....."

Seeing this, the corner of Xu Yuan’s eyes twitched involuntarily, and his face darkened instantly.

If such a foolish wolf could die so easily, it couldn’t have possibly survived for tens of thousands of years.

While their enemies had reckless bait, things weren’t looking great on his side either. The actors were now fully committed to their pantomimes.

Suppressing his inner thoughts, Xu Yuan redirected his gaze to Emperor Bai.

But what surprised him was that the hunched old man started dismantling the city defense array as soon as he entered the city, while Emperor Bai, after descending through the Heavenly Canopy, had yet to make any further moves.

He didn’t pursue the Qilin Wolf to finish it off, didn’t come after Xu Yuan, and didn’t strike at the Zhenxi Government Office. Instead, he stood silently in the void, watching this side of the battlefield.

Emperor Bai... what are you waiting for?

Xu Yuan couldn’t figure out what Emperor Bai was plotting, but soon he noticed that the actors in the arena seemed to include more than just the Qilin Wolf.

The white-robed Jiantian Pavilion Master also seemed to be acting.

Xu Yuan pondered the battlefield’s dynamics for only two breaths, but this brief time was more than enough for Pavilion Master and Tian Ye to trade dozens of moves.

Yet Tian Yuan hadn’t made a move after her teleportation. After blocking Tian Ye’s killing blow, she merely confronted him without taking the initiative to attack.

It was clear that while Tian Yuan held Tian Ye at bay, a killing strike aimed at Mu Nuo continued to brew near the Zhenxi Government Office. In Mu Nuo’s current sluggish state, he was incapable of evading it.

Xu Yuan contemplated for a fleeting moment and roughly understood Jiantian Pavilion Master’s intentions.

Tianyan had said before that, in its commitment to preserving human prosperity, Jiantian Pavilion had seemingly never cooperated with alien races.

To ensure the fall of Zhenxi Prefecture City, the Pavilion Master needed to save Mu Nuo to maintain combat strength while also relying on Xu Yuan to weaken Mu Xingyi’s family’s forces, making it easier to eradicate them entirely afterward.

Perhaps even...

These thoughts crossed his mind as Xu Yuan’s gaze hesitated, glancing at Tian Yuan before sweeping up to Emperor Bai standing high above.

Is it possible?

Such ambition?

If this truly were the case, Xu Yuan could understand why Emperor Bai stood by idly on the sidelines.

Dwelling on this, Xu Yuan’s eyes fell on Tian Yuan as he tentatively retrieved the iron box of Source Crystals from his Sumeru Ring once again, aiming it at the shattered remnants of Mu Xingyi at the pit’s bottom.

As the Bug Saint, Mu Xingyi’s regeneration was potent. If left unchecked, even Tian Yuan would likely shield his son from this blow despite her indifference.

If Xu Yuan’s guess was correct, Tian Yuan would likely ignore his actions.

Indeed, as Xu Yuan anticipated, Tian Yuan remained stationary, showing no intent to intervene.

His hypothesis confirmed, Xu Yuan couldn’t help but click his tongue.

There were fewer than ten people present on the battlefield, but the amount of scheming among them felt like ten thousand minds at work.

"Brother Xu... wait."

A dry voice emerged from the depths of the pit. In this critical moment, Mu Xingyi chose to communicate with Xu Yuan through transmitted sound. His words were rapid:

"Have you ever thought about why these Three Saints would descend to save the lives of us?"

[Naturally, to ensure the fall of Zhenxi Prefecture City.]

Xu Yuan heard him but didn’t heed his meaning.

Clearly, while Mu Xingyi’s combat strength might be lackluster, his mind spun quickly; he had already realized Jiantian Pavilion Master’s intentions.

Yet so what?

The greatest confidence Xu Yuan had in defending the city was rooted in the lack of unity among the Six Saints. Now that their discord was revealed so swiftly, he welcomed it.

The iron box containing enough Source Crystals to sustain the city defense array’s full operation rotated as it fell toward the pit below. Amid its descent, Mu Xingyi’s insectified, dry voice called out again:

"Brother Xu! Have you considered how the current forces within the prefecture city could possibly prevent these strongest Three Saints? Not to mention the one of the Wen Surname?"

"....."

The iron box continued its descent.

After hearing the urgency in Mu Xingyi’s words, Xu Yuan’s pupils involuntarily contracted for a moment.

He understood the implication of Mu Xingyi’s words.

Judging by the prowess displayed by Emperor Bai and the hunched old man, even if Mu Xingyi and Lady Wan were allowed to perish, destroying the city would still be a simple task for them.

As he had previously discussed with Li Junwu, Zhenxi Prefecture City was no longer a border stronghold but rather a logistical hub behind the frontlines. Without wartime necessity, even though its foundational defensive formations from the fortress era remained, their power was far inferior to the true fortress strongholds at the Northern Border.

Such formations might be able to fend off one or two Saints, even ones as formidable as Emperor Bai, when combined with the array, military formations, and the Qilin Wolf. But the problem was their opponents numbered three... no, four.

The implication in Mu Xingyi’s tone suggested the inclusion of that Wen Surnamed Confucian Scholar.

With four Saints combined, breaking the city wouldn’t be difficult.

Thus, why would the sects be so desperate to save Mu Xingyi? Was there something hidden in his possession they feared?

This thought caused a flicker of doubt to flash in Xu Yuan’s eyes.

Could it be...

The Levitation Stone ring had been exposed?

How could such a secret be revealed?

A traitor among the high ranks?

Impossible.

Those within the Prime Minister’s Mansion who knew this secret in *Cangyuan Chronicles* had all sworn their loyalty after the old patriarch’s death.

As this thought struck, Xu Yuan’s deliberation abruptly ended.

Wait...

Among those privy to the Levitation Stone secret, one remained unaccounted for.

O’Reilly.