Immortal Fairies Always Have Designs on Me-Chapter 976 - 407: Bumps in the Saddle

The Eastern Dynasty, Eastern Capital Lu'an.

The dragon flag of the Shenmiao Dynasty fluttered in the night, and Emperor Yuanhua, riding on a tall horse, looked with terror at the mountain-like piles of corpses surrounding the land.

Countless, numbering over a million.

As the emperor of the Shenmiao Dynasty, it was his first time seeing so many bodies on a battlefield.

For thousands of years, wars between the Three Great Dynasties have seen many battles involving millions of troops, but this time it was to deal with just one person.

And to deal with this person, the Eastern Dynasty paid such a heavy price.

"State Preceptor..." Emperor Yuanhua spoke with difficulty, "Did that man named Lu kill so many people? In less than ten days?"

He felt it was utterly absurd; he knew of the conditions of the Three Great Dynasties and had witnessed the miracles of the external world, yet entering the dynasty should make one lose such power, right?

To lose the means of the Immortal, and still be able to kill a million troops in a matter of days?

Even slaughtering pigs wouldn't be this fast, right?

Beside him, Shenmiao's State Preceptor Lü Xuesong looked gloomily at the partially destroyed Lu'an, spreading his divine sense.

He didn't care how many people died in the Eastern Dynasty, after all, they were mere Lower Realm commoners; whether they lived or died was inconsequential. But if so many died and Lu Jin'an still survived, it would be a terrible loss.

His divine sense entered Lu'an; aside from the vanguard army already searching the city, there was no one else.

Did it succeed...?

Lü Xuesong wasn't sure since he hadn't come personally—to protect Emperor Yuanhua.

What if Lu Jin'an employed a "sound east-attack west" tactic?

But the Martial Saint dispatched didn't gather much information; for one, the three-million troops of the Eastern Dynasty spread out wide and couldn't be approached closely; for another, their limited strength couldn't see the exact situation through divine sense.

However, Li Xuanzhen had the Incense Fire Will Power of the Three Great Martial Gods bestowed upon the army, and only a dozen Upper Realm Cultivator's corpses were found on site, with Li Xuanzhen's not among them, so... it was likely a success?

Otherwise, if it failed, how could Li Xuanzhen have escaped?

Thinking of this, Lü Xuesong sighed with relief. Indeed, even if Lu Jin'an's external power was strong, his physique aspect had only opened six Dao Palaces, for body cultivation, not yet truly attaining the 'Martial God' physique. How could he survive the assault of three-million troops?

"He's probably dead."

Lü Xuesong spoke slowly, though now he couldn't contact the external world. Otherwise, Lu Jin'an's Life Plate at Wandao Sect would have shattered, unable to conceal the truth.

"With his strength, killing so many in a short time isn't an issue; after all, for a breakthrough, he'd leave no strength spared..." Lü Xuesong glanced at Emperor Yuanhua: "So the possibility of being besieged to death is high, otherwise there wouldn't be fewer than three million corpses on site."

Emperor Yuanhua nodded silently; as the monarch of the Shenmiao Dynasty, he knew the Gods' Incense Fire Will Power enabled the troops to fight to the death without retreat, so there was no possibility of deserters, hence... it succeeded, right?

"Your Majesty, it's time to enter Lu'an." Lü Xuesong said softly.

Emperor Yuanhua nodded, although the city of Lu'an had been reduced to ruins and the surrounding people were relocated, as long as it was the Eastern Dynasty's Eastern Capital, its political significance would remain.

Now, with the Western Capital West Huang City captured by King Qin, Central Capital Qiming City being pressed by the Qin Army, and Eastern Capital Lu'an now falling into their hands, Emperor Chengtian of Shengjing could only compromise with them, and with Lü Xuesong's forces.

"Enter the city!"

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Meanwhile, as the Shenmiao Dynasty's army began to occupy Lu'an City, a hundred miles west from Eastern Capital, lush trees and tinkling streams.

The sound of the wind blew from both sides, rustling the willow branches in the forest, as well as lifting a few strands of Dongfang Xinglan's hair on horseback.

Tiny dots of moonlight shone through the treetops onto Dongfang Xinglan's exquisite face, casting her delicate skin, tender as a rose, and jade-like smooth.

Yet at this moment, her originally heroic and beautiful face bore a reddish hue, with furrowed brows, her cheeks blooming like a treasure descending from the Immortal Realm.

Dongfang Xinglan's slightly closed eyes fluttered their long lashes, her petite nose moved with rapid breaths, and her slightly parted red lips carried a touch of moisture, making the lip color appear even more alluring.

The sound from her throat carried a restrained undertone with an indefinable melody, flowing gently like a bubbling spring in the night, warm and tender.

Though Iron Hoof Cloud's pace had slowed some, the rhythm still caused Dongfang Xinglan to rise and fall on horseback.

The jade crown that had originally bound her long hair was long untied by Lu Jin'an, and the silk-black hair scattered under his gaze, a faint floral scent wafting from the tips, intoxicating.

Visibly, Dongfang Xinglan's attire had become much more disheveled, especially near the chest area, the soft, graceful silhouette unbound for all to see.

"Stop... stop playing, see if there's anyone around..."

Dongfang Xinglan endured an unusual sensation brought by her increasingly hot and tender body, grabbing Lu Jin'an's wrist that had slipped into her collar, her voice trembling.

"I've already checked, there's no one in this grove." Lu Jin'an whispered in her ear, "Though this grove is quite beautiful, it pales in comparison to your mountain range..."

Hearing Lu Jin'an's teasing words, Dongfang Xinglan's body stiffened, just as she was about to speak, she suddenly let out a soft hum.

For Lu Jin'an had made a move...