Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 311 - 226: The Appetite of the Barbarian Tribes

Chapter 311: Chapter 226: The Appetite of the Barbarian Tribes

Tongtian Tower, top floor.

Amongst the vast expanse of clouds, a tall, graceful silhouette flickered in and out of sight, her plain white gown fluttering in the high-altitude breeze.

Gazing in the direction of the Northern Frontier, Tian Yuan’s golden eyes twinkled with an unusual light.

Amidst the surging clouds,

a figure ascended the stairs to the top of the tower and knelt behind the woman:

"Pavilion Master."

This was a man, middle-aged in appearance, but with hair and beard already graying.

If some high-ranking members of the Sects were present, they would recognize this middle-aged man as the leader of the Southern Borders’ prominent Sky Illusion Sect, Taishiran.

Tian Yuan glanced indifferently at him, not bidding him to rise, her cool voice emanating from her lips:

"Well?"

Taishiran, still kneeling, maintained his ceremonial posture, letting out a low chuckle:

"Some old friends have been in touch with me; they’re preparing to make their move. It should be within the next few days."

Tian Yuan averted her gaze back to the Northern Frontier, seemingly able to vaguely see what was unfolding there:

"It has already begun."

Taishiran’s eyes narrowed, and he bowed his head even lower:

"Pavilion Master, transcendent in divine powers, can indeed see tens of thousands of miles away to the Northern Frontier."

As he spoke, he paused for a moment, then hesitantly asked:

"However, should we really not get involved in this matter at all? Perhaps we could completely shatter the schemes of Li Yaoxuan and Xu Yinhè."

Tian Yuan’s veiled face remained expressionless:

"The future is no longer clear, those two are not simple characters. Our emergence into this world has already been met with hostility; rash involvement would just draw fire to ourselves. It’s best to simply watch how things unfold."

"Moreover, that drop of ink has already disappeared in Di’an City for over a month, and if it has reached the Northern Frontier, such a turn of events might just remove that ink from the clear waters."

Hearing this, Taishiran fell silent for a moment, before speaking in a deep voice:

"But the Saintess..."

Before he could finish, Tian Yuan’s divinely indifferent gaze bore into Taishiran deeply.

Seeing her look, Taishiran bowed his head and fell silent.

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Northern Frontier.

Northern Border City was situated on a crucial pass, a strategic fortification built on a plain at the junction of two towering mountain ranges, like a colossal beast sprawled between heaven and earth, firmly barricading the Barbarian Tribes’ inevitable route southward.

But at this moment, this millennial great city was experiencing an incident.

As the attack commenced, when flames shot up from the south side of the city, most of the guards on the towering walls could only dumbly watch the flames rising from below the city gates.

Dumbfounded.

Puzzled.

However, most of Northern Border City’s inhabitants were seasoned soldiers, veterans of border warfare. After a brief moment of stupor, cries enhanced by Origin Qi began spreading along the city’s southern wall.

"Don’t stand there gawking like fools! Go prepare the city defense artillery!"

"To the City Defense Office—check the extent of the damage to the walls now!"

"Signal the Feathered Forest Army—likely an invasion by the Barbarian Tribes!"

"Zhou Zi Wu, shut the city gates—now!"

"Qujiang Tang, we’ve still got a ton of caravans outside that haven’t made it in. We’ve got brothers out there checking..."

"To hell with that, I’m telling you to close it! If you don’t, I’ll come over there and chop you down myself!"

"Activate the formations, activate the formations!!"

Under the organization of the junior officers, squads of soldiers were marshaled in units of ten. The city defense artillery was loaded, local Formation Patterns activated, and the warning bells rang out!

At several gateways, the massive city doors were promptly let down. Merchants and transport Demonic Beasts lingering beneath them were crushed into pulp, while outside the city, caravans and horses were thrown into utter chaos.

Curses, pleas for mercy, and attempts to negotiate entry continued incessantly.

But at this moment, these cries were selectively ignored by the guards, at least by those battle-hardened veterans.

After the attack, the Southern Wall quickly entered a state of war readiness.

While the soldiers on the ground were energetically preparing for battle, a figure swooped in from inside the city, arriving at the Southern Tower one after the other.

Over fifty years of age, he was dressed in the regalia of the Deputy General of the Feathered Forest Army.

Landing atop the city wall, the middle-aged deputy general, frowning deeply as he stared at the southern horizon, saw nothing but a vast expanse of snowy fog—yet through the snow, he could faintly make out three dark shadows creeping towards Northern Border City.

He watched in silence for several breaths, his face growing increasingly solemn.

At that moment, the sound of slicing air approached, and another figure quickly arrived, landing beside the deputy general.

The newcomer appeared scholarly, dressed in the standard military uniform of a Colonel, and upon seeing the deputy general, the young scholar briskly saluted:

"Deputy General Cang."

The middle-aged deputy general glanced sideward:

"Colonel Yuan, where are the others?"

"Today, I was in charge of overseeing the deliveries at the Southern Market; I was close by and got here quickly. The others should still be on their way."

After a brief explanation, Yuan Hao asked directly, "Deputy General Cang, how is the situation on the wall?"

Deputy General Cang fell silent for a second:

"Just now...a cart carrying Source Crystals exploded."

"The Source Crystals exploded?"

Yuan Hao was taken aback, cursing angrily, "Damn it, who’s the brainless idiot using a horse-drawn cart to transport Source Crystals?!"

Deputy General Cang shook his head:

"Not sure, it’s all blown to smithereens, we haven’t had time to investigate."

Yuan Hao exhaled a cloud of mist and took a couple of steps forward, glancing in the direction of the rising flames:

"Damn...what’s the extent of the damage now?"

Deputy General Cang looked rather grave:

"The wall hasn’t suffered much damage; only some Formation Patterns have been destroyed. But that cart was blown up right at the gatehouse, so the Triumphal Arch will probably be out of action for a while."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Hao felt a sinking feeling in his heart.

The Triumphal Arch was a major thoroughfare in the south of the city, one that handled a large flow of traffic. If it couldn’t be closed...