Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 284 Southward Aid
Lin Jiang stared at the four red dots forming a circle on the map, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

Four calamities!

Lin Jiang had long known that the Grand General would not sit idly by and wait for death. He had also guessed what methods the Grand General would use, but he never expected that the Grand General would actually plan to use sheer force to win by overwhelming the Grand Preceptor with sheer power and suppressing the Grand Preceptor with the sheer number of calamities.

Four!
Even with the Grand Preceptor's extraordinary abilities, the power of calamity is truly formidable.

He was far away from the Imperial Preceptor's location and naturally had no way of knowing what was happening there, so he couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

Can the Nine Heavens withstand four calamities and repeated bombardments?
Lin Jiang hoped it was feasible, but he was also uncertain about it.

Just as he was pondering this, he suddenly noticed some changes on the map.

There seemed to be a shimmering light converging towards the four red dots.

The next moment, a rainbow-like stream of light appeared from the very center of the four red dots, surging outwards like a rushing river.

The four red dots that were originally clustered in the same location were instantly pushed in all directions, and at the same time, the incredibly surging torrent converged on one of them.

Lin Jiang watched helplessly as the red dot, swallowed by the flood, flickered twice and disappeared.

Wow! Such powerful cultivation!
Lin Jiang's map has a large scale; it only shows a small movement on the map. In reality, the red dot may have been blown far away by the Grand Master.

He didn't even know how the Imperial Advisor managed to ward off those natural disasters that resembled natural phenomena.

Just when Lin Jiang thought that the seven colors on the map could still wreak havoc like a war god, the rainbow quietly disappeared.

The remaining three red dots did not disappear, but instead regrouped towards the center area.

In addition, Lin Jiang even discovered two more red dots appearing in Daxing, which were spreading at an extremely slow speed toward the direction of the battle between the National Preceptors.

Even the red dot has reinforcements?
Seeing that the two sides seemed to be at an impasse, Lin Jiang finally calmed down.

Daxing had no telephone-like device, so even if they used magical artifacts to transmit messages, delays were inevitable.

By the time news of the calamity befell the southernmost general's mansion reached the northernmost prince's mansion, the war in the south had probably been raging for a long time. Moreover, judging from the current situation, the imperial advisor had dealt with more than one calamity.

It seems the battle here is still fierce, and the general has indeed found a way to hold off the imperial advisor.

At this moment, Lin Jiang knew that his anxiety would be of no use, so he simply opened his eyes.

He also caught a glimpse of Old Zhao rubbing his temples with a frown.

"That brat dares to use such methods against the Imperial Advisor!"

He lowered his voice, his tone filled with obvious anger, and finally slammed his hand hard on the seat next to him, shattering the solid wood armrest with a crack.

However, he quickly composed himself and immediately waved to the soldiers below:

"Bring me a mirror."

Upon hearing this, the soldiers dared not delay and immediately hurried outside.

Taking advantage of this brief moment, Old Zhao looked at the people beside him with a guilty expression:
"We have been dealt a fatal blow, and I am afraid I have neglected you all."

Lin Jiang and the other two didn't take it seriously, but Xiao Shanshen was puzzled and kept asking questions out of curiosity:
"What's wrong? What happened?"

Old Zhao showed no anger, but only sighed heavily and explained:

"In order to deal with the Grand Preceptor, the General has caused a great calamity in the south, which is a blatant violation of the taboo of Daxing."

Xiao Shanshen pondered for a moment, organizing and summarizing in his mind for a long time:
"Is he a bad guy?"

"Oh no, this is really terrible!"

"Then we have to go help!" Little Ginseng immediately perked up: "I'm a hero, and heroes should help others!"

Old Zhao looked at the little guy in surprise.

When I last met Lin Jiang, I knew of this little fellow, but I didn't know his temperament. Now that I see him and he has such thoughts, I can't help but feel happy and laugh out loud:
"That makes sense. Those with a chivalrous heart should punish the wicked and eliminate evil, and those who harm others will never have peace. That man surnamed Fang was once a good son who protected his country, but now he is nothing but a villain who harms the country!"

After saying this, even Old Zhao couldn't help but sigh:
"But the calamity that fellow brought is too powerful, and ordinary troops are not able to withstand it. I really need to go to the capital to find my old friends and see how many of them can come to the aid of the south."

Just then, the soldier returned, carrying a mirror in his arms. The mirror had a gold-rimmed frame and looked like a delicate treasure.

Old Zhao took the mirror, and without any regard for those around him, patted it on and shouted into the mirror:

"Old Hao, Old Hao."

Lin Jiang didn't understand, but Jiang Jinyue pondered for a moment and whispered to Lin Jiang:
"The founder of the Fa clan in the capital was surnamed Hao."

An impatient voice soon came from the mirror:
"Hey old man, stop filming. I was just about to send you a message, but you're too slow."

"Damn it! I'm at the far north! This is fast enough!"

Old Zhao scolded him, then said seriously:
"How's the situation in Beijing? How many stars are available to send to the south for aid? Can you go?"

“I can’t go. Old Baldy told me that I can’t leave the capital no matter what, but Su Yuanxiang can go.”

Jiang Jinyue lowered her voice again as she introduced the situation to Lin Jiang:

"That's Wenzu's name." Then Old Zhao continued to ask:

"Besides her, who else can go? Probably the mistress's men will go."

The person in the mirror pondered for a while.

“Liang Huashan can go, but his Dao heart has been slightly unstable recently, and he only has about 80% of his cultivation left. If we give him enough money, Boss Guo can also go. The First, Second, and Third Young Masters and Yu Heng can also be mobilized. About half of the palace staff can go, and Eunuch Jiao’s faction can also contribute.”

The old man in the mirror slowly recited this long string of names:

"We can't count on the Southern faction. Fang Changqing is one of their men. He dares to act like this because he must have already been informed. As for Xiao San... he will also send people, but according to him, the General is currently holding back the Grand Preceptor, so he must be taking advantage of the situation to do something within Daxing. We need to leave people to keep an eye on him."

Grandpa Zhao nodded slightly.

Although the Third Prince's words seemed to have an excuse, he was willing to provide manpower in any case, and that was enough.

"We have dealt with natural disasters many times in the past, and today is just another one to deal with."

At this point, Old Zhao turned his head and looked at Lin Jiang: "Little Lin, would you like to go south together?"

"Of course." Lin Jiang chuckled. "If the South really falls into chaos, won't I be unable to eat the rice and fish sent from the South in the future?"

"Haha, you're right. Daxing can't be in chaos. If it really is in chaos, how can we still have the good days of eating and drinking every day?"

……

Lin Jiang also inquired with Jiang Jinyue and Gong Xuan, who would also be traveling together.

Needless to say, Gong Xuan originally intended to travel south, and he would need to stay in the south for quite some time, whether to deal with the calamity or to search for treasure.

As for Jiang Jinyue...

Her situation is somewhat delicate.

Li Xingguang is a general in the General's Mansion, and she is probably involved in this incident as well.

Jiang Jinyue appeared sullen and her mood was clearly low at the moment.

It seems that Jiang Jinyue's trip south is also intended to question Li Xinguang.

However, Lin Jiang still had things to take care of before leaving.

The construction of the village of Lan Keren was only half completed. Without his management, Lin Jiang was indeed worried about whether Yana could manage it properly. So he went directly to Old Zhao and asked for the help of an expert to lend a hand before he left.

Old Zhao naturally agreed.

After making the arrangements, Old Zhao informed them that they must set off overnight the next day.

Zhao Lao could not lead the main force out of the country. After all, as the northern border guard, taking most of the generals with him would only invite the grassland people to attack from the south, leaving him vulnerable to attacks from both sides.

After careful selection, he took only one star general and his own treasure trove with him and traveled south lightly.

Seeing his simple attire, Lin Jiang guessed how the old man had been injured last time.

That night, Lin Jiang hurriedly returned to the camp with the advisor he had begged for.

After briefly explaining to Yana what she was going to do next, she looked at Lin Jiang with worry, fearing that her savior might encounter some misfortune.

Unfortunately, the girl had the will to help but was powerless to do so.

She had just begun cultivating the Great Enlightenment Record. Although she had good talent, the time she had spent cultivating was too short, and she had only reached the threshold of the second level.

Let alone helping, even just traveling south with the team and enduring the arduous journey would be enough to break her. Lin Jiang patted her shoulder gently, offered a few words of comfort, and then settled her down to rest.

Seeing that it was getting late, Lin Jiang also wanted to rest early, so that he could travel south with the team the next day.

He returned to his room, sat cross-legged, and was about to regulate his breathing when he suddenly felt a jolt in his heart. He clearly heard human voices coming from beside a coffin!
That was the coffin leading to the capital.

The cabinet members?

A secret meeting at this time? Could they also be discussing the matter of the Imperial Preceptor?

With this in mind, Lin Jiang simply closed his eyes and focused his mind.

Listen to what they have to say.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Jiang's thoughts landed on the coffin in the dark room of the capital.

Outside the thick stone walls, the intermittent sounds of the cabinet's discussions could be heard:

"What exactly are the arrangements for assisting the Imperial Preceptor this time?"

"Just hone your skills, there's no need to deliberately help. If the Grand Preceptor can be seriously injured, it would naturally be very good for us."

Upon hearing this, Lin Jiang's brows twitched slightly.

Ok?
Are these people in the cabinet also planning to do something?
(End of this chapter)