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Chapter 508: [507] Too Demonic!

At the next moment, Gu Mingxun's premonition was confirmed.

Another black-robed Xuan Shi hurriedly entered the main hall.

The sound of this person's voice also drifted into the ears of the deputy commander.

"The sea area near the Lingyan Lotus Island suddenly had a lot of Flower Mica. It is said that their total number is at least over a thousand."

The smile on Gu Mingxun's old face completely froze.

The deputy commander couldn't help but exchange a glance with the burly Xuan Shi, and the embarrassment in their hearts was indescribable.

Just a moment ago, he was still enthusiastically telling secrets, firmly believing that the Flower Mica clan's voluntary surrender would become a joke.

One second later, Gu Mingxun was slapped hard.

However, the deputy commander was, after all, the deputy commander. Not only did he have extraordinary strength, but he also had a thick skin.

Gu Mingxun's complexion quickly returned to normal, and he frowned as he ordered, "Pei Yan, I don't want to hear 'it is said', I want to know the exact number."

"Go to the Lingyan Lotus Island immediately and find out the situation, then report back to me."

This statement was quite impolite, and the tone carried a hint of severity.

The black-robed Xuan Shi called "Pei Yan" shrank his neck in fear and replied in a low voice, "Yes!"

He didn't dare to linger and hurriedly left.

Gu Mingxun pondered for a moment and snorted, "Interesting!"

The burly Xuan Shi beside him, afraid of provoking his superior's anger, remained silent.

This deputy commander once again assumed the posture of a cunning strategist and said, "In that case, this tribe has been living in the deep sea for many years and probably knows a secret passage through the turbulent sea."

This line of reasoning seemed reasonable.

However, the burly Xuan Shi faintly felt that there was a problem with it.

The war in the Boundless Vast Sea had been going on for so long, and there were at least two or three thousand types of sea clans that had appeared on the battlefield.

According to reason, if there were safe passages, there would definitely be more than one. With the nature of the three major sea clans, they would definitely drive away the deep-sea sea clans and involve them in the war.

Is that really the case?

No!

The burly Xuan Shi muttered in his heart, "Including the Dongli War Zone, there have never been any deep-sea sea clans in the dozens of nearby war zones."

He immediately came to a conclusion, "I'm afraid there is no safe passage at all, and the Flower Mica clan probably forcibly crossed the turbulent sea."

But this was something he could only think about in his heart.

The burly Xuan Shi didn't dare to say it out loud.

Not only that.

This guy also showed a look of admiration at the right moment: "You're right!"

He had been by the side of the deputy general for a long time and deeply understood that the other party was not someone who could accept "unpleasant words".

The best way was to selectively conceal some true thoughts and only say what the other party wanted to hear.

Gu Mingxun smiled contentedly and whispered, "The luck of the patrol envoy is good, encountering such a thing."

The deputy general immediately changed the subject: "But the more mica flowers there are, the greater the security risks in this theater of war. Whether this is a blessing or a curse is still up for debate."

The burly Xuan scholar immediately agreed, "If there is a sudden betrayal by so many mica flowers, the damage caused would be enormous. This is indeed something to worry about."

Although he said this, he was somewhat skeptical in his heart.

Everyone knew that the patrol envoy was an extremely intelligent person. How could such a person not think of this?

After a while.

Gu Mingxun seemed a little uneasy and ordered, "Qin An, I'll go practice first. You'll be in charge of the duty today."

The so-called "duty" was to temporarily handle some official business in the name of the deputy general. If there were important or urgent matters, they would immediately report to the deputy general.

The burly Xuan scholar called "Qin An" immediately respectfully agreed, "Understood!"

Gu Mingxun didn't say anything else and walked slowly towards the entrance of the main hall.

Qin An respectfully watched his superior's figure disappear and sighed silently.

This burly Xuan scholar returned to his seat and smiled bitterly, "I hope there won't be any more bad news today."

From his understanding, when the deputy general was in a bad mood, he was particularly prone to getting angry.

If bad news came at this time and he had to report it to his superior, he might furrow his brows and scold him.

To put it more bluntly, a punching bag.

Qin An thought of some rumors and couldn't help but sigh, "They're both deputy generals, why is there such a big difference?"

It was said that the patrol envoy, Cheng, often discussed technical issues with a group of master craftsmen, and sometimes they would argue. When the argument became intense, the master craftsmen would even slam the table in front of the patrol envoy, and the patrol envoy would not get angry.

When Qin An first heard this anecdote, he was dumbfounded.

In the past, he didn't really think his superior was that bad.

But now, with a comparable object, Qin An suddenly began to despise Deputy General Gu.

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On the other side.

Pei Yan, the Xuan scholar who served under Deputy General Gu, was piloting an official Xuan boat and flying at full speed towards the direction of the Lingyan Lotus Island.

A few minutes later.

When the Xuan boat was about thirty kilometers away from Lingyan Lotus Island.

Pei Yan suddenly exclaimed, "Huh!" His gaze pierced through the porthole glass and drifted towards a sea area near Lian Island.

There, on the sea surface, he saw a large number of colorful dots, numbering in the thousands, gathering together and floating with the waves.

Above them, more than ten black boats hovered in mid-air.

There were also some black-robed cultivators standing in the sky, overlooking the sea below.

Pei Yan glanced at them and muttered softly, "Are these the Hua Yunmu Sea Clan? So many?!"

The information he had previously gathered mentioned thousands, but there were at least three thousand here, more than he had expected.

As a deep-sea clan that actively surrendered and was rumored to be quite cunning, he couldn't help but be curious.

After hesitating for a moment, Pei Yan muttered again, "I'll get closer and take a look. The people from the Lingyan Lotus Island shouldn't mind, right?"

He decisively manipulated the black boat to change its angle and quickly flew towards the sea where the Hua Yunmu were.

As expected, the black boats on the opposite side did not make any moves to stop him, allowing him to approach within a kilometer.

When Pei Yan saw the situation below clearly, he immediately cursed, "Damn! Are these damn demon women?!"

Each Hua Yunmu wore a tight-fitting suit that showcased their exquisite curves.

Moreover, they were all more beautiful than flowers and had radiant smiles.

Too seductive!

Too enchanting!

This scene truly made people restless.

Even though Pei Yan had seen many beautiful women, at this moment, he had the urge to jump into the sea.

He pressed his face against the window, staring intently for a while, and muttered with some confusion, "Vice Commander Zhu said that the Hua Yunmu Clan has ill intentions, but I don't feel like it."

Since the end of the central courtyard meeting, Gu Mingxun often talked about the Hua Yunmu in front of his subordinates, implying that they were spies infiltrating the war zone.

At this moment, Pei Yan saw the Hua Yunmu with his own eyes and suddenly doubted his superior's viewpoint, "They don't seem to be disguised."

Because on their delicate and pretty faces, there was a full expression of joy, obviously extremely happy to be in the war zone.

Not just one or two of them!

But all the Hua Yunmu!

How could this be the appearance of spies pretending to defect?

Soon, the Hua Yunmu made a new move.

A Hua Yunmu holding a bone staff, who seemed to be the leader called "Water Lotus," suddenly shouted, "Yiya!"

A wave of fluctuations immediately surged from the bone staff.

Numerous blue light spots quickly scattered and fell on the sea, forming a large circle.

Thousands of Hua Yunmu immediately started moving, first forming a circle along the ring, and then performing synchronized movements.

"Yila la!"

"Ah ya ya!"

They even called out in cute baby language together.

Any person could think of one word for such a scene - singing and dancing.

"Sha! Sha!"

The continuous drizzle of autumn rain fell on the sea, causing large ripples.

The rain fell on them, flowing quickly along their skin and tight-fitting suits, unable to adhere to a single drop.

The thousands of Hua Yunmu danced more and more joyfully, and the expressions on their beautiful faces could be described as devout.

This scene was quite infectious.

Pei Yan couldn't help but be captivated.

After a long time, the sea clan dance came to an end.

Thousands of Hua Yunmu suddenly leaped out of the water, flipped in mid-air, and then dived into the water together.

Through the seawater, they could be seen forming a long dragon, following a team of sea eagles, and quickly swimming towards Lingyan Lotus Island.

Pei Yan withdrew his gaze with a somewhat melancholic expression and whispered with certainty, "They are not spies!"

Vice Commander Gu was wrong!

Chief Inspector Cheng was right!

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Inside the Flame Mountain Fortress.

Cheng Han watched the halo screen and chuckled, murmuring, "Dancing in the rain, huh?"

When the Hua Yunmu leader first arrived on the sea surface, the Divine Fire Dragon had made up a poetic phrase to deceive her.

That phrase was - "When the first storm of the end of winter arrives, your ancestors will dance in the rain, celebrating the arrival of another bountiful season."

Cheng Han never expected that the first thing the leader did after the Hua Yunmu tribe arrived on the sea surface was to perform such a play.

He turned to look at Lan Jiayao and ordered, "Inform Water Lotus. Starting this afternoon, let the Hua Yunmu begin treating the Blood Shrimp Disease in this war zone."

The female cultivator immediately responded, "Yes!"

Cheng Han promised to let the Hua Yunmu live in the Sea of Light in order for them to serve wholeheartedly.

Since they had arrived, they needed to start working as soon as possible.

(End of this chapter)