Chapter 2034: Dragon God's Great Mobilization

Nanrong He froze. "Let me see."

Nanrong Ying'an extended her hand again. At first glance, her palm appeared fair and clean, but a faint bluish shadow seemed to flicker beneath the skin.

The room was dimly lit, so Nanrong He naturally took her hand and brought it close to his eyes for a closer look.

Indeed, there was a puncture in her palm, smaller than a pinprick. No wonder his daughter's pulse had felt strange a moment ago; something had invaded her.

He was about to call Wet Nurse Wang to fetch a needle to remove the foreign object, but before he could stand up, he suddenly felt dizzy, his legs and waist growing weak, unable to support him.

Nanrong He was greatly alarmed.

With his cultivation, his body was far stronger than an ordinary person's. He instantly realized he had been afflicted!

He drew a breath and roared, "Guards!"

Outside, it was eerily quiet; no one came in.

"Who are you!" He struggled to reach out, grabbing the girl's neck within the bed curtains. "Where is my Ying'an?"

"This is your daughter, no less!" Nanrong Ying'an gasped, her throat constricted, yet she maintained an eerie smile. "A little more force, and you'll strangle her to death."

"What do you want!" Nanrong He desperately tried to gather his true qi, but his bones felt as if they'd been removed, his body as soft as a sack. Not only could he not stand, he couldn't even sit, and slid to the ground.

"You cowards, you don't even have the courage to resist Nine Hells," Nanrong Ying'an chuckled. "I'll reluctantly give you a hand."

From Nanrong He's perspective, a bizarre scene unfolded:

His daughter suddenly lowered her head, face-to-face with him. Something then crawled out of her mouth!

Nanrong He was terrified, but he could no longer make a sound.

Immediately after, the thing crawled into his nose!

***

The grand Dragon God military review, a magnificent spectacle, lasted for six hours, from dawn till dusk.

He Lingchuan ascended the high platform for the review, gazing at the boundless army below, his heart filled with immense pride.

This was the Dragon God Army; these were his soldiers!

After nearly four months of arduous training, their eyes had become fierce and resolute, making them seem like completely different people from before. He Lingchuan understood this transformation well; though both were armies he had personally trained, the Dragon God Army was different from the Seymor Legion of the Coiling Dragon World.

Their gazes, fixed on the Dragon God, were focused, fanatical, and reverent.

Even if the Dragon God commanded them to brave fire and flood at this very moment, they would not hesitate, even in the face of certain death.

The Flashgold soldiers and civilians, and the Black Armored Army, had risked their lives to fight for these more than 110 days of training time—it was not in vain!

After the grand Dragon God review, the appointment of generals began.

The entire army was divided into seven divisions, each with two main generals and several deputy generals.

The battles in the transitional phase had been exceptionally brutal, leading to heavy casualties for the Black Armored Army, with generals like Huang Zhiming, Yu Shiqi, and Xia Ke making the ultimate sacrifice. However, a great many talented commanders also emerged, displaying outstanding battlefield reactions, unwavering combat will, and effective leadership, all of whom were now appointed by the Dragon God.

For themselves and for the Dragon God Army, this grand military review was certainly an event worthy of being recorded in history.

Following the appointment of generals, the Dragon God Army would conduct its final formation reorganization tomorrow morning, while logistics personnel were busily replenishing supplies.

Because the Dragon God had already commanded the entire army—

In three days, they would launch a full-scale assault on Yaoguo!

The momentum was now undeniable, and the Dragon God was no longer holding anything back. Such a large-scale troop movement could not possibly be kept secret.

In the evening, the eastern mountains were bathed in a glorious sunset.

The setting sun was like blood, yet for everyone, it reflected boundless ambition and pride in their hearts.

After more than a hundred days and nights of concealment, the time for the dragon to soar had finally arrived!

He Lingchuan looked up at the sky. "The heavens are kind; there will likely be another spiritual rain tonight."

The frequent arrival of the Emperor's Life-Giving Dew would allow the soldiers to quickly shed the fatigue of training and restore their bodies to optimal condition.

He also had administrative duties tonight.

A stack of documents was already on his desk, mostly military intelligence from various regions, but on top was a short letter.

He Lingchuan opened it and saw that it was a letter from Yu Hai, reporting his safe arrival. He wrote that the journey had been smooth, he had already checked into the inn in Mouguo's capital, and was about to meet with the Mouguo's Grand Usher.

The Flashgold Plains were currently unstable, and this was the Dragon God's first envoy visit to Mouguo. Additionally, Yu Hai carried valuable treasures, so He Lingchuan had even asked Old Madam Zhu to accompany him for protection.

This was a secret visit, not a grand public affair, and even few people close to He Lingchuan were aware of it.

Fortunately, Yu Hai had finally arrived safely and should now be engaged in diplomatic activities.

He Lingchuan let out a long breath, his mind finally at ease.

Yu Hai's mission was crucial; his safe arrival in Mouguo's capital meant that a large part of the task was accomplished.

The Mirror asked He Lingchuan, "Oh, you mentioned last time that Mouguo's political system is a bit strange."

But He Lingchuan hadn't elaborated last time, having been interrupted by urgent official business.

"Yes," He Lingchuan yawned. "Based on the information I've seen, every ruler of Mouguo loves to make significant changes, always keen on radical reforms."

"For a state supposedly dominated by Spirit Mountain, this seems quite unusual."

He Lingchuan smiled. "Who said Mouguo is a state dominated by Spirit Mountain?"

"It's not?""No."

He Lingchuan ran his hand over the sand table, looking at Mouguo's vast territory. "On the surface, it's hard to see any direct connection between Mouguo and Spirit Mountain. At most, there are many Taoist sects within Mouguo, which is completely different from the relationship between Beijia and the Heavenly Gods."

Beijia openly revered the gods; not only were there temples everywhere in the country, but the Heavenly Palace even ranked the gods and compiled numerous legends and myths about them.

Mouguo, however, had not written books, erected monuments, or penned biographies for immortals. In fact, few people in Mouguo even knew of Spirit Mountain's existence.

When He Lingchuan caused a great disturbance in the Heavenly Palace, Spirit Mountain subsequently made a declaration. However, Beijia couldn't entirely blame Mouguo for the incident precisely because Mouguo's relationship with Spirit Mountain wasn't that direct.

"Oh, you're right." The Mirror was even more puzzled by his remark. "Why? Wasn't Mouguo established and supported by Spirit Mountain?"

"I asked Fang Canran this question a long time ago," He Lingchuan said with a slight smile. "He couldn't give a clear reason either, only saying that the relationship between Mouguo and Spirit Mountain is subtle—both close and distant, elusive."

The Heavenly Gods held Beijia firmly in their grasp, applying too much force, which resulted in some resistance from Beijia towards the Heavenly Gods.

But Spirit Mountain did not do the same.

Was it unwilling, or unable?

He Lingchuan didn't delve deeper, simply continuing, "Every Mou Emperor's reign has been very stable. When the third Mou Emperor just ascended the throne, a high-ranking official tried to seize power, doing the same thing as Bai Tan. But the rebellion was brutally suppressed, with no chance of resistance."

"Five years after the current Mou Emperor ascended the throne, his rule became stable, and then he implemented a system of regency."

"Regency?" The Mirror, now also a cultured mirror, immediately said, "Appointing regents—isn't that something a former king does when entrusting his heir?"

"Innovation means breaking the mold," He Lingchuan chuckled. "The key to the Mou Emperor's system is that he attends to governance but does not monopolize power."