Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 541 - 457 Great Mingyue River+ - 458 Hanyang Bleeding

Chapter 541: Chapter 457 Great Mingyue River+Chapter 458 Hanyang Bleeding

"Imprudent, far too imprudent."

"So much effort to train a hundred thousand elite soldiers, only to risk it all here, in this meat grinder doomed to have no future. Didn’t his master ever tell him to look further ahead?"

Above the clouds, two silhouettes swiftly swept by and landed at the High-rise Restaurant in the city center.

Not only was this restaurant well-named, symbolizing great prospects, but it was also the fixed gathering place for scholars during the annual exams. Staying here, it was said that one’s literary inspiration could flourish after exchanging poems and toasts with classmates, potentially resulting in better performance in subsequent exams.

The restaurant was named High-rise.

The building itself was also very tall, a full seven stories.

From the top eaves, not only could one see the densely packed soldiers on top of the city wall but also the dark, pressing military formations approaching from afar.

Fang Chengdong looked at the surging, panicked crowd within the city and then turned to look at the vast Governor’s Mansion, where a faint but thick scent of blood wafted, feeling both dissatisfied and somewhat helpless.

"You, Junior Brother Fang, I advise you not to take the family matters to heart. Isn’t it just a junior in the family who died under the Blood Transformation Sword? Death happens. In the future, when the opportunity arises, you can avenge him. By no means should you brood over it..."

The black-clothed, stern middle-aged Taoist slightly raised his thick eyebrows and glanced at the Governor’s Mansion: "You’ve tried as well. As long as Cui Guangling stays in the city, there’s nothing we can do about him, and a careless move might even hurt us, weakening our Foundation Path. Since our sect is interested in Yunzhou, there’s no need to bother with this place.

That young and ignorant fellow, in consideration of him being a junior in our sect, if he really faces danger, it’s no big deal for us to help out. If he insists on going his own way, seeking his own death, it’s also his fate to face this calamity..."

"Senior Brother Ming Xiao speaks the truth."

Fang Chengdong continuously cracked his knuckles with his left hand, his brow furrowed as if he was calculating something, yet unable to figure it out.

He felt enveloped by a dense fog on the path ahead, unable to see clearly.

A sense of unease grew within him.

"Could it be that the bald monks from Brahma Temple have quietly infiltrated the city, intending to reap the benefits of the fishing ground?"

Gu Mingxiao’s eyes flickered with the thought that if the experts from the Brahma Temple had indeed arrived, the siege might take an unexpected turn, and if not careful, their sect’s foolish junior could be annihilated, perhaps even failing to preserve himself.

"Should we warn the lad? Now that Huangze is under attack and short on manpower, if our forces here suffer too much, it would hinder the sect’s grand plans."

"No need. Young people don’t take advice. I heard that Zhou Ping’an joined the sect halfway and relies on his bravery, scarcely following the sect’s orders. If he doesn’t face some hardships, he’ll probably think we are pleading with him."

Fang Chengdong shook his head.

Expressing disagreement.

"If that’s the case, then let’s wait and see." Gu Mingxiao let out a soft snicker, unknowingly mocking either the current situation of his own sect, scattered and scheming, or his own present "prudence"?

A century flies by like the wind, time leisurely passes, and all that’s left for him now is prudence, only the twilight years, long bereft of the youthful fearlessness and the desire to turn the world upside down.

Once upon a time, he was just like that young man, recklessly charging ahead, even when he knew full well that a massive, solid rock lay before him.

Life would naturally teach him how to be a person.

The sharp edges of the past would also be worn away in the unbearable trials, all his fierceness gone.

’Considering your bravery, as a senior in the sect, I still ought to lend you a hand...’ Gu Mingxiao thought as the two formations outside the city had already met head-on.

Simultaneously, two large square formations split open a gap.

On one side, two thousand Black Armored Cavalry charged like a crashing wave, their rise and fall piercing through the air.

From the direction of the city gate, three thousand Red Armored Cavalry, with blood mists billowing above their heads, sprang from the formation to meet the Black Armored Cavalry head-on.

War drums thundered.

The shouts of battle shook the city, inside and out...

The ground trembled lightly, and dust rose half a foot.

"Who has the audacity to charge at the County City with cavalry? Where did that courage come from?"

Cui Guangshen’s eyes shot blood-red lights half a foot long, his blood-colored muscles and Bones swelling like tumors, and he was bundled in a massive, heavy armor like a small hill, in a frenzy rushing forward.

Swinging his Sawtooth Wolf Teeth Stick in the air, he stirred up a fierce gale, and riding his Tear Wind Snake Dragon, he tore through the wind, advancing more than ten yards in the ups and downs.

"Come and meet your fate."

He roared ferociously, swinging his Wolf Teeth Stick thrice above his head, turning it into a curtain of black waterfalls, raising thick blood mist, and thundering towards a forward general.

Although the opponent wore a ferocious Ghost Mask, her slender and graceful figure was clearly that of a female general.

To him, the long blade in her hand was as thin as chopsticks.

One blow from his stick would surely make her cry for a long time.

No, more like turning her directly into meat sauce.

Moreover, among his ranks, the three thousand Blood Eye Cavalry were each as sturdy as oxen, their Muscles and Bones formidable, and with their Hunter’s aura alone, they should have crushed this cavalry troop.

How could such a foolish woman rush to her death?

Such a waste.

Cui Guangshen sneered, and just as this thought crossed his mind, he heard a cold, scornful chirp: "Mingyue."

Suddenly, it went dark before his eyes.

In a daze, he found himself in the midst of the night, a crescent moon hanging high in the sky, and before him, a serene Pinghu.

The moon is in the sky, yet it is also in the water.