txolops Chapter 201 Peace Negotiation! The Great War Ends! The Yinluo Sect Holds a Grudge!
Chapter 201 Peace Negotiation! The Great War Ends! The Yinluo Sect Holds a Grudge!
Lin Chuan was suspended in mid-air.
He observed the other side with a cold eye.
He noticed that the three great masters, Zhu Shenshi, Zhong Shenshi, and Bi Shenshi, had already gathered together with the dozen or so sorcerers who had rushed in from behind.
They were huddled in a tight circle, talking in hushed and hurried voices. Everyone's face was unusually solemn and ashen, even carrying an uncontrollable sense of panic.
Master Zhong clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white, and his aura fluctuated wildly, clearly indicating that the news he had received was extremely bad.
Meanwhile, the sect leader of the Yinluo Sect, accompanied by several men in black robes exuding a sinister aura, stood coldly a little distance away from the Mulan Divine Masters.
He had now withdrawn his gaze from the Hehuan Old Demon high in the sky and instead stared intently at Lin Chuan, his eyes filled with killing intent.
Obviously.
He already knew about the death of his Daoist partner, and at this moment, he felt an intense hatred for Lin Chuan.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, please come this way for a moment."
Just then, Long Han's voice transmission rang clearly in Lin Chuan's ear.
Lin Chuan's eyes flickered slightly.
Look in the direction from which the sound came.
Long Han and Feng Bing were standing side by side on a slightly elevated hill at the forefront of the Tiannan camp.
More than ten people had gathered around them, each with a profound aura, the lowest being the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage.
Among them are several mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, who are key figures in the Tiannan Allied Army.
Clearly, it's time to discuss the next steps.
Without hesitation, Lin Chuan's figure blurred, transforming into an inconspicuous blue rainbow, and he appeared on the small hill in the next moment.
His gaze swept across the sky, and besides Long Han and Feng Bing, the three great cultivators Wei Wuyai, Zhiyang Shangren, and Hehuan Laomo had also descended from the sky and were standing at the forefront.
Yunlu Old Demon, Shattered Soul True Man, Dongmen Tu, and several powerful Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivators from the Righteous Path Alliance and the Nine Kingdoms Alliance were also prominently featured.
Han Li had also arrived quietly at some point and was standing in a slightly off-center position.
A rough count.
There were approximately twenty people.
These people represent almost all the top forces and voices of the four major powers in Tiannan during this great war.
Seeing that most of the people had arrived, Long Han didn't say much. He raised his hand and formed a hand seal, and a pale white spiritual light spread from his palm, quickly forming a semi-transparent hemispherical light shield that enveloped all twenty-odd people on the hill. The light shield rippled slightly, completely isolating them from sound and ordinary spiritual sense probing.
"Fellow Daoist Long, what exactly happened? What did that old ghost Zhu say to you? Why did he suddenly stop fighting?"
Master Zhiyang spoke first, his tone steady, but his eyes were questioning.
Although he had guessed some of the reason from the priest's attitude and the urgent report from the rear, he still needed to confirm it.
"Yes, Fellow Daoist Long, could it be that the Mulan people are trying to delay the war by taking some kind of delaying tactic?" The Old Demon of Hehuan asked with a gloomy expression.
He was naturally suspicious and extremely vigilant about any sudden changes.
Especially since he was locked in a fierce battle with the Yinluo Sect Master at that moment, he was suddenly stopped.
I was very unhappy.
"This is not a delaying tactic."
Long Han's expression turned solemn. He slowly shook his head and uttered a word that made everyone except Lin Chuan, Wei Wuyai, and a few others change their expressions: "It was the Tuwu people... who made their move."
"A stranger?"
Yunlu the Old Demon paused, then asked uncertainly, "The Tuwu tribe on the Mulan Grassland, the ones with whom the Mulan people have a long-standing feud?"
Long Han nodded: "The Tuwu people are stronger than the Mulan people, and it is said that they have joined forces with several major sects of the Great Jin Dynasty to launch an attack on the Mulan people."
"According to what Master Mulan just said, the largest tribe of the Mulan people left behind to guard the rear on the grasslands—the Jinyang tribe—was wiped out a month ago by the Tuwu people in conjunction with the sects of the Great Jin Dynasty with lightning speed!"
"The Jin Yang tribe has been wiped out?!"
Shattered Soul Master gasped, his face filled with shock.
Anyone present who had any understanding of the situation on the Mulan Grassland knew what the Jinyang tribe meant.
That is the largest clan in the Mulan tribe, with the most powerful members, the most experts, and the longest-standing lineage.
It is the backbone and anchor of Mulan!
How could such a force have been completely eradicated by the Turks just a month ago?
This news is absolutely shocking!
"The news was strictly blocked by the Tuwu people. Other tribes on the Mulan Grassland did not even know that the Jinyang tribe had been destroyed. It was not until the remnants of the Jinyang tribe who had been scattered from the rear and these few messengers who had managed to escape rushed to report the news that the Zhushenshi and the others learned of this terrible news."
Long Han continued.
His gaze swept over the crowd.
"Now it seems the Tuwu people had a clever plan. They deliberately allowed the main force of the Mulan people to launch a full-scale attack on Tiannan, and may even have secretly fueled it. Their aim was to make us fight the Mulan people to the death on this border, resulting in mutual destruction. Then, they could wait in comfort and march south, easily dealing with the remaining Mulan people or taking advantage of the situation to invade Tiannan!"
"What a brilliant move to use one tiger to devour another, reaping the benefits without lifting a finger!"
Wei Wuyai replied in a deep voice, a cold glint in his eyes.
The group exchanged glances, each seeing deep solemnity and lingering fear in the other's eyes.
If what Long Han said is true, then this battle really cannot continue.
Otherwise, even if Tiannan ultimately manages to achieve a Pyrrhic victory over Mulan, it will inevitably pay an unbearable price, losing all its elite troops and suffering severe damage to its vitality.
At that time, the Turkic army, rested and ready, will march south. What will Tiannan have to resist? It will likely face annihilation!
"Are we just going to let it go like this? Are we just going to let the Mulan people occupy my Yu Kingdom in the south, or even more land?"
The old demon Hehuan's face grew even more gloomy.
He had always advocated using ruthless methods to suppress foreign enemies. Although he understood the situation at this moment, the pent-up frustration in his heart was hard to quell.
"Of course we can't just let it go like this, and we certainly can't hand over the southern land to others."
Wei Wuyai spoke again, his voice steady and carrying the decisiveness of someone long accustomed to a high position, "But continuing to fight to the death is not a good strategy either. I do have a method that may allow us to have the best of both worlds."
All eyes immediately focused on Wei Wuyai.
"We can designate two relatively remote but resource-rich countries from the Nine Nations Alliance and allow the Muran people to move in and live there."
Wei Wuyai spoke slowly, his gaze sweeping over the expressions of the crowd, "In this way, firstly, it will resolve the current predicament of the Mulan people, who are homeless and fighting with their backs to the wall, thus defusing the current war. Secondly, once the Mulan people migrate to the south, they will become mortal enemies with the Tuwu people. In order to survive, they will fight to the death to resist the Tuwu people's southward advance. This is equivalent to creating a powerful barrier in the north and south of our territory!"
"Using two kingdoms in exchange for the Muran people to shield us from the even more ferocious and hungry Tuwu... Brilliant! Fellow Daoist Wei, this method is truly ingenious!"
After a moment's thought, Master Zhiyang clapped his hands in praise, his eyes showing approval.
The Old Demon of Hehuan frowned, carefully weighing the pros and cons. Although he was unwilling, feeling that he had let the Mulan people benefit, he had to admit that this was indeed the most advantageous and least damaging option for Tiannan under the current circumstances.
It's better than dying together with the Mulan people and letting the Turks reap a huge advantage.
"Hmph, those barbarians from the grasslands got off easy!"
The Old Demon of Hehuan finally let out a cold snort and said in a gruff voice, "Then it's settled. The specific details still need to be carefully 'discussed' with those three old ghosts; we can't let them think this territory is given away for free!"
"That's natural." Long Han nodded. "Which two countries to divide, what rules the Mulan people must follow, how the two sides will cooperate to defend against the Tuwu people, how resources will be allocated... all these details need to be finalized with the Mulan Divine Master on the battlefield."
After a few more moments of quiet discussion, the group reached a consensus on their basic opinions and bottom lines.
Then, they prepared to remove the soundproof barrier and hold on-site negotiations with the Mulan side.
Lin Chuan listened quietly from the side.
He did not interrupt.
He had little interest in these power struggles and political deals.
The outcome of this battle is already decided.
What followed was nothing more than wrangling and negotiation, so Lin Chuan lost interest in staying any longer.
He nodded slightly to Long Han, Wei Wuyai and the others, then moved swiftly, transforming into a streak of azure light. Without hesitation, he left the small hill and sped straight toward the northern horizon where the Yellow Maple Valley sect was located.