Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 952 The Wrath of Long Eyebrows

"Each sword pellet contains an extreme power, which is extremely powerful. What's even more terrifying is that they can be combined at will to form all sorts of mysterious and unpredictable sword formations."

"If the seven swords were to come together, they could generate an even more terrifying power that could restrain all laws under heaven!"

Yan Chixia's tone carried a hint of barely perceptible awe.

“Moreover,” he pointed to the four sword pellets beside him that resonated with it, “with them echoing each other, there’s absolutely no mistake.”

Then, here comes the problem.

Xiao Qing frowned slightly, her fingertips tapping lightly on the table: "Even if such a divine weapon has a spirit and chooses its master, there should still be some signs and reasons. How could it just appear out of nowhere without any cause?"

This is so abnormal.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation!
"Unless... someone delivered the sword!"

The thought immediately connected with certain events from the past.

Just like the Spirit Serpent Sword and the Black Tortoise Sword that suddenly appeared and guarded the main waterway nodes of Dongting Lake, their arrival was very abrupt.

A figure that Yan Chixia once longed for but now loathed suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Long Eyebrows..." he squeezed out the name through clenched teeth, his facial muscles twitching slightly.

"Why did he do that?" Xiaoqing asked the most crucial question, which was also the question in everyone's mind.

What was the purpose of the Long-Browed Immortal's actions? Was it a gesture of goodwill? A strategic move? Or some deeper calculation?

Zhuge Yu frowned, a flash of inspiration struck him, and he seemed to have grasped something key. He was about to begin to explain his analysis in detail.

However, just as he was about to speak, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the eager gleam in the eyes of the Little Green King across from him!
The words that were about to come out were swallowed back by Zhuge Yu.

A sudden realization dawned on me; now it's the main character's showtime!
Sure enough, a glint flashed in Little Green King's eyes, and a cold, all-knowing smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

He declared loudly, "That old man with the long eyebrows' plan is nothing more than this! I saw right through it!"

Everyone was startled upon hearing this, and they all showed expressions of eagerness to hear more: "Your Majesty, please tell us in detail!"

Xiaoqing glanced around with satisfaction, then stood up, put her hands behind her back, and began to slowly pace around the small, secluded room, looking as if she had everything under control.

"Ahem," she cleared her throat, trying to make her voice sound more profound, "The Art of War by Sun Tzu states: 'He who can make the enemy come of his own accord does so by offering him advantage.'"

He stopped, looked around at everyone, and seeing that they all seemed to be deep in thought, he continued:
"This man with long eyebrows is most skilled at divination and planning. His sudden 'send' of a sword at this moment is definitely not out of kindness, but a trap to lure the enemy!"

"He wants to use this sword pellet as 'profit' to lure us into following his plan, making us eager to collect the seven swords and thus fall into his trap. In essence, it's a trick of exchanging small gains for big benefits!"

The more she spoke, the more convinced she became of her analysis, and her tone grew increasingly certain: "This fellow must have calculated that our righteous army will grow stronger and more solid with each passing day!"

"Because of their fear, they are trying every means to lure us into a decisive battle with him as soon as possible, so as not to give us time to continue to grow stronger and completely integrate the southern water veins!"

"Hmph!" King Xiaoqing snorted coldly, raising his chin slightly, displaying arrogance. "How could I possibly do as he wishes?! The more he wants us to move, the less we will move!"

"Great!" A silent cheer seemed to erupt in the secret room.

Unfortunately, Gui Da went north, while Yu Bai was still at Poyang Lake, lacking a resounding cheer, which ultimately fell short of expectations.

However, Xiao Qing's reasoned and well-founded speculation did indeed help Yan Chixia and the other swordsmen understand the situation.

Although Master Qing was not knowledgeable about those mysterious divination techniques, she understood military strategy and knew when to advance and retreat!

"Pass down the order," Xiaoqing said decisively, "everything as before! Concentrate our forces to completely quell Poyang Lake first, and then take full control of the waterways of the three major lakes south of the Yangtze River and dozens of major tributaries!"

"It's not too late to start the war after I've used the unprecedented power of this water vein to strengthen my position as the Water Lord! At that time, I can also dominate high-level battles!"

We can't always let that guy surnamed Xu be the main force at the forefront.

Hmph, if this continues, won't her title of Hall Master Qing in Baoan Hall eventually become that of Deputy Hall Master Qing?!

This is absolutely not okay!
The Baoan Hall's subsequent response was to immediately deploy a concealment and isolation array above Qiantang City.

Even if Changmei secretly sends the sword pellets over again, we absolutely cannot let them fall into Zhou Qingyun's hands again!
Cutting off this 'gift' would delay his entry into the Dao by at least a few days, allowing Master Qing to gather the power of the Jiangnan water veins and wait for Master Xu to finish the imperial examination.

"Ha, that old man with the long eyebrows is so petty. He wants to use this scheme of luring the enemy with promises of benefits, but he's only willing to give away a single sword? How much fortune can that move? How much chaos can it throw us into?"

“If it were me who were to set up this,” Xiaoqing said, raising her chin slightly, her eyes gleaming with a “professional” cunning.

"We must find a way to collect two sword pellets at once and send them over! This will push Zhou Qingyun's luck to the brink, only to have it get stuck right before the crucial Heavenly Gate that leads to enlightenment!"

"At that time, the six swords will have gathered, and the seventh sword, drawn by them, will inevitably be unable to restrain itself and will take the initiative to appear..."

"Hmph, when the situation forces him to fight, will he be able to refuse? Hehehehe..."

She let out a string of standard villainous laughter, sending a chill down the spines of everyone in the secret room. They could only clap along in agreement, thinking to themselves:
Indeed, doing bad things requires both talent and subsequent self-learning and improvement.

Our Master Qing has been following the right "good" leader since the beginning of his career, and his thinking has become increasingly sophisticated.

Meanwhile, far away in the Little Starry Sea Secret Realm, the Long-Browed True Man looked puzzled.

He deduced and deduced again from the hexagrams flashing in the void before him.

"Strange...where did the sword go?"

He pinched his long eyebrows, completely baffled.

He could clearly sense that Baoantang was growing at an astonishing rate every day.

Especially Xu Xuan, an "unconventional monster" whose cultivation level could surpass that unreasonable level again at any time, made him feel deeply uneasy.

The Lord of the Clouds of Dongting Lake is already extremely powerful in terms of combat strength alone, and his background is even more profound. His recreation of the grand scene of the ancient Yunmeng Marsh is a burden that is unbearable for the human world.

Even so, they were still defeated by the combined forces of Baoan Hall.

Therefore, the previous plan was a two-pronged approach: to simultaneously send out two crucial divine weapon pills, using the immense power of destiny to instantly shift the situation. This would catalyze Zhou Qingyun's growth and disrupt the opponent's rhythm, forcing them to engage in a decisive battle prematurely, and denying them time to consolidate and digest the spoils of war in the south.

but……

He calculated with his fingers again and again, and the celestial secrets revealed that he had indeed sent out the aura and karma of two divine weapons!
But why do the feedback messages all indicate that only one was successfully "delivered" to the designated rendezvous point?

"Hahaha……"

The Long-Browed Master laughed in exasperation, but there was no joy in his laughter, only cold anger and a sense of absurdity at being offended.

There are actually people who dare to mess with the Grand Duke Jupiter and steal from his long eyebrows!

Did he really think that his rise to power and leadership of the righteous path was entirely due to strategy and scheming?
That was a reputation earned through sheer force of magic, wielding the immortal sword and clearing out the evil forces and heretics of the Nine Provinces time and time again!
"Very well, very well!" He snorted coldly, no longer hesitating, and suddenly flicked his wide sleeves!
Om-!
An ancient and mysterious mirror, with countless cloud patterns and star maps engraved on its edges, flew out from his sleeve and hovered in mid-air. The mirror surface was hazy, as if it contained the endless starry universe.

It is none other than the treasure of Mount Shu—the Haotian Mirror!

"To peer into the secrets of heaven, to reverse the six energies, and to reveal the true nature of things. There is nowhere in the ten directions, above and below, to hide! By imperial decree!"

The Long-Browed Immortal pointed his fingers like a sword, and a pure and vast magical power shot into the mirror.

In an instant, the Haotian Mirror shone brightly, its surface rippling like water, with countless scenes, energy, and causal lines rapidly flowing, deducing, and investigating within it!
The lost Yangpo Sword Pill, though it is the "Rabbit Sword" among the Seven Cultivators, has an attribute that seems as gentle as moonlight. In reality, its sword intent is aimed at all living beings with souls in the world, and is the most sensitive and agile.

The Yunji Qiqian states: "The soul is yang, and the spirit is yin." "The soul desires life, and the spirit desires death. The soul grieves, and the spirit laughs."

The Yangpo Sword, however, does the opposite and is extremely wondrous. Even when used alone, it can sever a person's spirit, causing them to instantly lose control of their emotions and desires, and their mind to fall apart.

This divine sword possesses its own spirit and has a deep connection with its original owner. Now, under the full power of the Haotian Mirror, it finally produced a faint response!

The scene in the mirror quickly froze, finally locking onto the Mingyue Mountain area!
A faint wisp of Yang Soul Sword energy was shimmering on the milky-white earth vein map.

“Mingyue Mountain?” Master Changmei frowned again.

This mountain is located in the southeast direction, not the due east route he had planned to take to Qiantang.

Why did the Yangpo Sword deviate from its course and head there?

"What's so special about it that it can attract divine objects to change course on their own?" He pondered for a moment, then changed his hand seals again, activating the Haotian Mirror with all his might.

Using the supreme power of the Haotian Mirror as the array's core, they meticulously calculated the heavenly secrets once more, repeatedly confirming that there were no hidden dangers or traps in this journey.

The mirror light swept across hundreds of miles around Mingyue Mountain, carefully examining its geological veins, spiritual energy nodes, and even all the sects and influential figures that occupied the area.

Even nearby Wugong Mountain and Jiuling, which are somewhat famous blessed lands of immortals, have been included in the Haotian Mirror's monitoring scope to ensure that nothing is missed.

The simulation results show that everything is normal.

There was no mastermind to intercept it, no perilous place to devour it, and no force to interfere with it.

It was as if the Yangpo Sword Pellet was simply attracted by something on Mingyue Mountain and deviated from its course on its own.

“Since that’s the case…” Master Changmei’s gaze sharpened, and he had already made up his mind.

"Xu Feiniang".

The real person's voice, transmitted through some secret method, resounded directly in a hidden cave, carrying an unquestionable tone: "Go to Bright Moon Mountain and retrieve something for me."

Although the Haotian Mirror's calculations showed no abnormalities in the heavens, the thorn in the heart of the Long-Browed Immortal could never be removed.

He had been utterly defeated three times by Xu Xuan, that completely unreasonable monster!

These three painful experiences had already left a shadow deep in his heart, making him unable to completely believe in his divination skills as he had in the past.

How could someone who could steal the Yangpo Sword Pill right under his nose possibly have "no problems"?
Behind this calm, there must be something strange that even the Haotian Mirror couldn't see for a moment!
If he goes there in person, he will be too conspicuous, easily alerting the enemy, and might even fall directly into their trap.

As for Xu Feiniang... this woman is meticulous, has remarkable skills, and possesses both demonic and righteous cultivation techniques.

Sending her to investigate would likely be less likely to attract attention.

Inside the cave, Xu Feiniang trembled slightly upon hearing the command that resonated directly in her mind, a complex mix of emotions flashing in her eyes.

I dare not disobey.

In the Sichuan region today, the forces of evil are stronger than people.

Several big shots who were originally able to rival Changmei have died mysteriously and under extremely strange circumstances in recent years.

Only the Nether Spring Blood Demon remains, and he's still acting like a fool, obsessed with finding and refining the legendary Chi You Blood Cave. He's completely unreliable.

These remaining powerful figures of the demonic path, though nominally still independent, had long since been forced to submit to the tyranny of the "old demon" Changmei, obeying his commands and barely surviving.

"I will obey the True Man's decree."

Xu Feiniang suppressed her resentment and responded respectfully.

He quickly composed himself and thought to himself: Oh well, it's just going to Mingyue Mountain to retrieve something. It's better than being sent to confront that wicked star Qingyou head-on.

For some reason, that bald monk's strength has recently increased dramatically again, and he has killed several old demons he knew.

This is absolutely outrageous!

Speaking of the elimination of evil and the rise of demons, an Arhat suddenly appeared, guarding the sword gate. Speaking of the elimination of evil and the rise of demons, a long-browed immortal behind him abandoned righteousness and succumbed to demonic possession.

"If it weren't for the restrictions imposed by Mount Shu, I would have fled north to escape disaster long ago."

"What a miserable life."

She gathered her magical artifacts, transformed into a faint ray of light, and silently left the cave, speeding towards Bright Moon Mountain in the southeast.

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