Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 988 - 611: Entering the City

Chapter 988: Chapter 611: Entering the City

Xu Yuan did not excessively elaborate on the Sects’ plan regarding the Western Desert.

It’s not because he doesn’t trust Tianyan; it’s that speaking too much would put Tianyan in a dilemma.

After all, their positions naturally conflict with each other.

As the legitimate son of the Prime Minister’s Mansion, what he wants to see is the Sects’ plan fall apart.

And the standpoint of the Saintess from Jiatiange is certainly to hope for the entire plan to succeed.

For now, he’s only analyzed the general course of events for her, and that’s still acceptable, but if it came to discussing his response strategies, it would be akin to putting Tianyan on the griddle.

With misty thoughts, the unclear life or death of a dear brother, the conflicting positions between him and her, Xu Yuan’s mind gradually became overwhelmed with tumultuous emotions, finally culminating in a sigh.

Looking up at the fortress city that loomed closer, a hint of helplessness flickered in Xu Yuan’s narrow, phoenix eyes.

Helplessness about the current situation in the Western Desert.

Xu Yuan could see that all the opponents’ strategies revolved around the Mu Clan Commerce Guild, and that all tactics were deployed through the Mu Clan Commerce Guild.

Economic basis determines the superstructure.

The Mu Clan Commerce Guild has already seized around fifty percent of Zhenxi Army’s economic resources, let alone those highly interdependent industrial chains.

Over these decades, the Zhenxi Army’s internals might have been quietly fragmented.

And the Mu Clan Commerce Guild’s actions over these years were not limited to this,

They have always had trade interactions with some clans of the Tatar People.

The two biggest power brokers in Dayan’s northwest frontier, Zhenxi Prefecture and the Dachao Royal Court, have been infiltrated to varying extents by the Mu Clan Commerce Guild through economic means.

After such a long time of strategic arrangements, the people behind the Mu Clan Commerce Guild could actually transform this conspiracy lurking in the shadows into an overt gambit.

And against this gambit, the Prime Minister’s Mansion seems to have no means of counteraction.

Just as the Sects have envisaged, their forces are all tied up in the north and can’t dispatch equivalent powers to engage in a battle of wits with them.

And by the time everything settles in Di’an, it’ll probably be too late for the Western Desert.

The analysis of the entire situation is constantly updated with new information.

With the current information, Xu Yuan could only find two breaking points.

First, to find the whereabouts of the missing Li Junwu and the Desert Goddess.

Their significance is immense; even so much that they can be considered the core of the current turmoil in the Great Desert.

Preserving Li Junwu’s life and having her, the daughter in a treacherous situation, remind the Marquis of Zhenxi to be wary of the Mu Clan Commerce Guild in person.

Although the not that much of certainty, as the Marquis’s stance has always been unclear.

Xu Yuan’s impression of him has also been that of an old man who wants to surrender his responsibilities.

Because in Di’an, Xu Yuan often heard Li Junwu complain that her old man has always wanted to lay down his Armor and return to the fields.

The development of the Mu Clan Commerce Guild to this point was not without the tacit approval of the Marquis of Zhenxi.

And even if Li Junwu succeeds in persuading the old man, given the degree of infiltration of the Mu Clan Commerce Guild within the Marquis of Zhenxi’s Mansion, it might directly trigger a civil war within the Mansion.

Regardless of the outcome, all are better than the peaceful evolution of the Marquis of Zhenxi’s Mansion.

As for the Desert Goddess, no need to mention her significance.

Xu Yuan himself once suggested to his father to manipulate and support this Waist Sprite to interfere with the internal affairs of the Great Desert.

With her in hand, the plans of the people behind the Mu Clan Commerce Guild to bring the Tatar People into their pocket would fall through immediately.

Thinking this, the feeling of helplessness washed over Xu Yuan’s heart like a tide, one wave following another.

The Great Desert is so vast, and the people missing for months, it’s not possible to find them.

In other words, the only option Xu Yuan actually has is the second point.

To utilize Mu Xingyi.

These three Saints are currently the biggest variables in the Western Desert.

Logically, it’s improbable that this family is connected with the people behind the Mu Clan Commerce Guild.

Firstly, because Mu Xingyi was framed by the Mu Clan Commerce Guild for over twenty years, it unlikely for him to collaborate with them emotionally and rationally.

Secondly, because this family is too eccentric and uncontrollable.

Nobody would allow such a significant variable in a massive plan that spans decades.

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Even by foot, Xu Yuan and Tianyan traveled swiftly; within just three quarters of an hour, they had already approached the base of Zhenxi Prefecture City.

Compared to when they left the city more than a month ago, the majestic Zhenxi Prefecture City now seemed even busier.

Below the enormous city gate, countless carriages were lined up in a long queue waiting for dispatch orders, and the wide cliff path connecting both sides of Qianji Gorge was now completely under military management, with the Zhenxi Army, dressed in yellowish-brown Armor, inspecting every passing carriage.

Not wanting to attract too much attention at this time, Xu Yuan had no intention of showing his Prime Minister’s Mansion Token, and so he and Tianyan blended into the long line of those waiting to enter the city.

The sound of Demonic Beasts’ hooves and occasional snorting mixed with the surrounding merchants and travelers’ conversations created a cacophony.

A man wrapped in a black turban spoke with a thick and burly voice:

"Old Liu, are you also coming back from the Southern Desert Metropolitan Mansion?"

The man named Liu, bare-chested with well-defined, bronzed muscles, rubbed his hands and chuckled:

"You know me, I just run a small business; I wouldn’t dare to travel that far."

"So there were no battles in Jintong City?"

"It has been relatively safe all the way, why do you ask? Is there trouble at the Southern Desert Metropolitan Mansion?"