"No gurgling~"
A spirit pigeon landed in front of the ghost carriage that Jiang Haitian was riding in, and emitted soft calls.
Jiang Haitian, who was taking a nap, instinctively turned the magic bead in his hand. The reflection in his sunglasses showed only the silhouettes of gray pigeons.
"No, no..."
The carrier pigeon kept calling out, and after seven or eight soft calls, it immediately flapped its wings and flew away.
Jiang Haitian got up and pulled back the carriage curtain.
What came into view was a magnificent and imposing fortress—
Holy River Pass!
Jiang Haitian's lips curled into a smile.
"The first step in closing the net starts here, but where should we begin?"
With his son's help, he jumped off the carriage and walked step by step toward Shenghe Pass.
Yu Xiyan was walking behind him.
Yu Xiyan followed silently behind Jiang Haitian with a cold expression.
The two remained silent until they arrived at the Holy River checkpoint.
Song Yanran stood in front of the imperial carriage, watching Jiang Haitian and his companion until they entered the checkpoint. Only then did she say to Xu Qingran, "Let's go too."
...
"Roar, roar, roar—"
Inside the Sacred River Pass, 100,000 demon soldiers, upon learning of Jiang Haitian's arrival, lined up outside the pass to welcome him.
Xue Yu, the gatekeeper of this place, warmly invited Jiang Haitian and his companion inside.
"Haha, Brother Jiang, although we are meeting for the first time today, I have heard a lot about your name over the past six months."
If it weren't for my busy work schedule, I'd really love to come to Demon City and have three hundred drinks with you!
Xue Yu was a very generous person, and he immediately treated Jiang Haitian like an old friend he hadn't seen for many years.
Jiang Haitian patted Xue Yu on the shoulder, then took out a box of cigars: "Brother Xue, we hit it off right away. I don't have much to give you, so please have a taste of these cigars."
"Oh my, this is so valuable."
Even so, Xue Yu still took the cigar box, opened it, took out a cigar, skillfully cut the seal with scissors, and immediately lit it with a tinderbox.
Next, I took a deep breath and immediately felt refreshed.
"Excellent, indeed a top-quality cigarette worth five hundred spirit stones a box! Brother Jiang, this gift is truly precious, it makes me feel quite embarrassed."
"Brother Xue, are you planning to continue chatting with me here?"
"Look at me, I almost forgot, let's go, let's go."
Xue Yu once again warmly invited Jiang Haitian to enter Shenghe Pass.
As for Yu Xiyan, who was following behind Jiang Haitian, he didn't even give her a glance.
Inside Shenghe Pass, Xue Yu led Jiang Haitian on a tour of the Shenghe Pass landscape.
Finally, standing at the highest point of the city wall, they gazed together at the fortress, which radiated holy light across a river in the distance.
That was the border fortress of the Heavenly Dynasty—the City of Victory.
Xue Yu exhaled a smoke ring, pointed at the Victory City across the street, and said to Jiang Haitian, "Brother Jiang, the Heavenly Dynasty has been suffocating us for years."
Over the past century, countless brothers have died on this land. I truly hope this war can end soon.
Jiang Haitian remained silent, the mirror reflecting the magnificent scene of the victorious capital.
"So I'm begging you this time, no matter what, you must get the Heavenly Dynasty to sign a ceasefire agreement, so that we can all go home and reunite with our families."
Jiang Haitian chuckled upon hearing this, but remained silent, only turning the pair of magic beads in his hands faster and faster.
Suddenly, Xue Yu grabbed Jiang Haitian's hand and said, "Brother Jiang, I felt an instant connection with you the moment I saw you today. How about we become sworn brothers right here and now?"
Jiang Haitian glanced at Xue Yu, then smiled and said, "Great minds think alike. Since that's the case, then you are my sworn brother, Jiang Haitian."
Xue Yu patted Jiang Haitian on the shoulder heavily: "Good brother!"
Jiang Haitian patted him on the shoulder and nodded vigorously: "Good brother."
Just then, Xue Yu felt a powerful pressure coming from behind him, making it hard for him to breathe.
Looking back, he immediately knelt on the ground.
"Greetings to Empress Song."
Jiang Haitian remained expressionless, seemingly deep in thought.
"No need for formalities, I just came by casually."
After saying that, he walked straight to a distance of three steps from Jiang Haitian and looked at the magnificent pass in front of him through the crenellations of the parapet.
After a long silence, Song Yanran suddenly said, "A new cult of worship has recently emerged within the territory of the Heavenly Palace Holy Dynasty."
It spread widely among the common people in the Daoist realm, and it is said that many high-ranking officials of the Holy Dynasty have also joined the God-Worshipping Cult.
I have no idea what this so-called "worshipping gods" cult is all about.
Xue Yu hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, I do know a little about this. The leader of this God-Worshipping Cult is named Li Xuanxiu, and he worships the Shangqing Dao Ancestor."
He was known for his kindness and generosity, often helping the poor and needy. He was widely loved and respected in the region, and many people joined the worship cult as a result, becoming devout believers and working together to save humanity.
Song Yanran stood with one hand behind her back, a gentle breeze caressing her delicate face and causing a few strands of her hair to flutter.
"A sect that has amassed three million followers in ten years, with half the population of the Holy Dynasty willing to follow it, must have a leader who is kind-hearted and devoted to the people, don't you think?"
Xue Yu lowered his head and said, "What Your Majesty says is very true. The God Worship Sect is indeed deeply loved by the people, and even the Heavenly Empress highly praises it."
Song Yanran closed her eyes slightly and smiled faintly.
"Yes, the Heavenly Empress also highly praised the God Worship Sect, and even went so far as to bestow upon Li Xuanxiu's disciple, Li Daoxuan, the title of General Zhenshuo of Shengque Valley."
The 100,000 soldiers in the valley were all the most devout followers of the God-worshipping Church, which was truly enviable.
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