EFB Chapter 2607: Another work by the Great Shaman
Chapter 2607: Another work by the Great Shaman
Chapter 2607: Another work by the Great Shaman
Xu Shichu sighed, "But the other side was well prepared, and Lingshan did not succeed."
Hearing this, He Lingchuan looked at him with disdain: "Lingshan is too gentle. They've already had their territory overturned, and they're only supporting the opposition to retaliate?"
But he knew in his heart that the consistent principle of Lingshan was to avoid getting involved in worldly battles and to refuse to personally get involved.
"Furthermore, Bega has launched several fierce attacks on the Sand River Basin. Although the Xin family withstood the attack, they suffered considerable losses. It is clear that Bega's next strategic focus is on the Sand River Basin, aiming to eliminate another important foothold of the Spirit Mountain in this world."
"In addition, in recent years, Mount Ling has also sent immortals to assassinate several high-ranking officials of the Heavenly Palace. Several generals of Bega also died at their hands. As revenge—" Xu Shichu said slowly, "the Heavenly Palace destroyed many immortal caves and provided the gods with a lot of bodies. I don't know how they got the list. I guess there is a traitor within Mount Ling again."
He paused for a moment: "Over the past five years, there have been constant conflicts between Mount Ling and the Heavenly Palace, both large and small, but the main ones are those mentioned above."
"So, in the past few years, Lingshan and Beijia have been involuntarily fighting each other head-on?" He Lingchuan pondered. "This is definitely not a good choice for Lingshan. Perhaps they want to back down."
Lingshan and Beijia had already clashed head-on many times, and the results were clear. So, in the later stages, it focused on cultivating forces like Panlong City to cause trouble for the Heavenly Palace and Beijia, while retreating to the background. This method was much more clever; it avoided fighting and shedding blood on the front lines while maintaining its lofty and superior status.
This is the most comfortable area for Lingshan. When it finds that it can't gain any advantage in a direct confrontation with Bega, it may want to retreat.
He Lingchuan was aware of the actual course of history, and also knew one more thing:
The reason why Lingshan, represented by Qianhuan, betrayed Panlong was likely a strategic tactic to divert the attention of the gods and Bega, buying more time for the Xin clan to rise in the Shahe River basin. After all, to Lingshan, Panlong was an ungrateful wretch; where could one find the comfort of a kingdom established by the immortals themselves?
Xin Yi, the founding emperor of the Mu Kingdom, was himself an immortal from Mount Ling.
Zhong Shengguang asked He Lingchuan, "What do you think?"
It's been a long time since I asked this kid that question.
“Lingshan betrayed us and wants to retreat behind the scenes, so we can’t let them have their way.” He Lingchuan didn’t speak rashly, but simply stated the facts. “Panlong must hold it back, keep it submerged in the water, and not let it easily come ashore!”
He knew very well that Bega couldn't afford to put all his strength into Panlong.
Zhong Shengguang said with satisfaction, "Good, you are still you."
General Tiger Wing slept for five years, and when he woke up, his core had not been replaced.
Zhong Shengguang was able to make a determination after just a few words of conversation.
After discussing the current situation, He Lingchuan turned to Xu Shichu, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping himself.
Xu Shichu knew what he wanted to ask and smiled knowingly:
"Four days ago, Master Sun went to Bozhou to handle some matters. Judging by the time, she won't be back for a few more days. Sigh, while you were unconscious, Master Sun took good care of you. When she returns, you must thank her properly."
"Yes, I will!" He Lingchuan nodded repeatedly.
He was a little disappointed that he couldn't see the person he most wanted to see, because he was about to go to war again. The war was unpredictable, and he didn't know when he would be able to return to the city. But the Panlong World had reopened to him, so he could only comfort himself, "No rush, we'll meet again sooner or later."
National affairs come first, personal feelings come second.
There is ample time.
He opened the door, and Zhong Shengguang and Xu Shichu left first.
During wartime, they were all busy with important matters and had little free time.
He Lingchuan then turned to Zhao Mandu:
"I never expected that it would be the great shaman who would awaken me again."
Zhaoman asked curiously, "Where does this word 'again' come from?"
He Lingchuan smiled without saying a word.
He had just transmigrated to the real world because his original body had been pounced on by a leopard demon and thrown off a cliff, remaining unconscious for a long time. According to He Chunhua, he was rescued by the Great Shaman Zhaomandu.
This time, he was in a coma for five years in the Panlong World, and was finally "awakened" by the Great Shaman.
Different times and spaces, different eras, the same person.
Is this a coincidence, or fate?
Why is it that this great shaman always intervenes to initiate his crucial moments?
Zhao Mandu didn't dwell on this, and leisurely said:
"Before the general was awakened today, a mirage appeared in the east of the city. The king asked me about it, and I said it was an auspicious sign. Sure enough, the awakening process went very smoothly. Today is truly a good day."
"A mirage?" He Lingchuan was taken aback. "Now?"
“Not bad.” Zhao Mandu turned and walked out. “You can see it from a high vantage point.”
Hu Min and the others were waiting outside, still with tasks to complete. He Lingchuan told them to go ahead and get busy, then, wearing a cloak, followed Zhao Mandu out of the charlatan's hut.
Looking at Zhao Mandu's white-clad figure, He Lingchuan suddenly felt an urge to punch him twice in the back and see how he would react.
This guy is too mysterious.
The high shaman suddenly spoke: "General, do you feel dizzy or unwell when you wake up?"
"It's alright." He Lingchuan rotated his wrist. "Is there anything that's bothering me?"
He managed to suppress the urge to throw a punch.
“You’ve been lying here for five years. If it were an ordinary person, their muscles and fascia would atrophy, and they would be weak and powerless when walking, as if they were about to die,” the Great Shaman laughed. “It’s just that the General’s blood and energy are abundant, making him extraordinary.”
He Lingchuan smiled slightly: "By the way, what happened to the godhood of the Illusionary Music God?"
“It’s with me.” Zhaomandu didn’t hide anything from him. “As payment for awakening you, the king gave me that divine spark.”
He Lingchuan noticed that he used the word "send" rather than "bestow".
This shows that Zhong Shengguang was very polite when he handed over the divine status to Zhaomandu; does it also mean that Zhaomandu subconsciously thought that Zhong Shengguang was not qualified to "bestow" it upon him?
"With that divine spark, can I freely travel through other people's dreams?"
“More than that,” Zhaomandu said. “It has many other wonderful uses. Dreams also exist between reality and illusion, and their mysteries are endless.”
After leaving his charlatan shop, Zhao Mandu walked a few dozen steps and turned into a tailor shop on the same street.
Due to the terrain, the shops on the old street are not large, but space can be created by going upstairs. This tailor shop originally only had two floors, but after Panlong City took over the Maohe Plain, its business became more and more prosperous. It not only took over the shop next door, but also added an attic.
Zhao Mandu greeted the shop owner and then led He Lingchuan up to the roof, as if he were entering his own kitchen.
The three-story building isn't considered tall in Panlongcheng, but its angle offers an unobstructed view to the east, allowing for a panoramic view.
Today was partly cloudy and partly sunny; the sun only shone on half of the city, while the other half was overcast under clusters of clouds.
Zhao Mandu pointed eastward: "Look."
Sure enough, a large city was clearly visible in the eastern sky, deep in the clouds!
(End of this chapter)