Star Trace Gate

Chapter 965 Four drafts, life-or-death crises everywhere.

The garrison headquarters, backyard.

After listening to Wang Boshan's account, Xiao Huaiwang's head was buzzing, and he felt a sense of utter helplessness.

Yu Tiange acted like a fool, messing with Jiu Zhi. Not only did he fail to take him away, but he was also intercepted by an "unknown person." As a result, the anomaly within the garrison headquarters could no longer be concealed. Because regardless of who stole Jiu Zhi, the duel on Hero Street would attract the attention of the patrolling monks and the martial monks' residence.

If nothing unexpected happens, the garrisoned monks of Beifeng Town will arrive at a moment's notice and can surround the area in no time, leaving the Wang clan with no chance to relocate.

The fact that the Wang family members couldn't leave the garrison headquarters meant that the dozen or so military commanders they controlled were rendered useless. According to the pre-arranged plan, by this time, the Wang family members should have already taken the captured military officers hostage and gone to reinforce the three teleportation arrays.

If the Martial Monk's Mansion reacts before the great formation fully revives, they can use these captured military officers to coerce the monk soldiers and buy time. If the Martial Monk's Mansion does not react, they can wait for the great formation to fully revive, take these military officers hostage and leave together, and then the Divine Court's troops can use the teleportation array to reach the leaderless North Wind Town in no time.

Unfortunately, in order to complete his Heavenly Dao mission, Yu Tiange had already considered the Wang family as a expendable pawn. He had no intention of gambling on any unforeseen events that might occur during the time it would take for the great formation to fully revive. He just wanted to finish his work and leave as quickly as possible, which is why he forcibly took Jiuzhi away.

This bastard ruined almost everyone for his own selfish gain.

The current situation is that after the duel on Hero Street was exposed, the Martial Monk's Mansion will most likely react and seal off the entire city, and will certainly reinforce the control of the three most important teleportation arrays. Yu Tiange might still have a chance to leave, but Wang Anquan is with so many prisoners rescued from Nanshan, they simply cannot leave together before the teleportation arrays are fully activated. Therefore, once the monk soldiers arrive, they will definitely be arrested.

It's over, it's all fucking over!

The theft of Jiuzhi means that Little Bad King can't complete the task given to him by Brother Fulong; and if Wang Anquan is captured again, or even dies in battle at the teleportation array, then he won't be able to complete the task given to him by his chaotic master, Yuyang. After all, if Wang Anquan dies, the Enlightenment Ginseng Fruit will definitely be gone too…

Ren was so angry he was almost crying, and he felt disgusted. He kept cursing the Heavenly Dao: "Why the hell did you have to give me a teammate like Yu Tiange?! I'm strong enough to do it myself!"

What should I do to turn this messy situation around even slightly?

The little rascal stood in the shadows of the backyard, his mind racing, racking his brains to figure out how to minimize the losses tonight and leave himself a chance to succeed in what he was doing.

"It's over...it's all over. I'm afraid none of my Wang family members will survive tonight." Wang Boshan was equally pessimistic. He stared blankly at his close relatives in the front yard, his face full of sorrow as he murmured, "I'm already this old, so dying is fine...but there are so many children in the family, they are still so young...!"

At this point, he turned to Ren Ye and pleaded, "My lord, could you please, for the sake of An Quan's renewed fight for the Divine Court, help some of the children from our clan escape from Beifeng Town before the monk soldiers arrive? It would be a way to preserve some of the Wang family's bloodline..."

Little Mischief snapped out of her daze, turned to look at him, and replied with a serious expression, "I don't even know how to escape myself right now. We're surrounded by a bunch of kids. Do you think... we have any hope of escaping Northwind Town?"

Wang Boshan was slightly taken aback and had no reply.

“The Wang family can’t escape now. If nothing unexpected happens, the Martial Monk’s Mansion must have noticed something’s wrong and may have already taken action. This garrison is a dead end.” Ren didn’t offer any words of comfort, but replied with absolute honesty, “If we want to leave the Wang family a glimmer of hope, there is only one way.”

"What method?!" Upon hearing this, Wang Boshan's eyes immediately lit up.

Ren stared intently at the other man and suddenly asked, "Does Wang Anquan still have any trump cards up his sleeve? You have to tell me the truth now, or we'll all die together!"

Wang Boshan was completely bewildered and asked in utter confusion, "Sir, what do you mean by that? An Quan... what other trump cards does An Quan have left?!"

Ren carefully observed the other person's expression and felt that he did not seem to be lying. He also analyzed that Wang Anquan might have many things that he had not told his close relatives, perhaps because he was afraid of implicating them or exposing some extremely secret matters.

This afternoon, when Wang Anquan was administering the incense to Ren Ye, it sparked many thoughts in him, even giving him a glimpse of a certain truth. However, he did not take any action, but planned to test the waters a little after rescuing Wen Ping tonight.

But now that the situation is so dangerous, he has no chance to test the waters and can only gamble that his guess is correct.

After thinking for a long time with sweat beading on his forehead, Ren Ye whispered to Wang Boshan, "My suggestion is that your Wang family members don't leave, but you should find a way to send a few people with me to leave the town government, break through the encirclement, and inform Wang Anquan to ignore everything in Beifeng Town, leave immediately through the teleportation array, and return to the Heavenly Capital Divine Court."

"If he leaves, the situation can still be salvaged; but if he is captured or killed in battle, the Wang family will be truly finished."

Hearing Ren Ye's words, Wang Boshan was very puzzled. He even asked in a hurry via telepathy, "I don't understand what you mean. If An Quan successfully escapes back to Tiandu, Tianzhao Temple will definitely be furious and will surely slaughter my Wang family to vent their anger. In that situation... how can we possibly survive?"

“No, if Wang Anquan can successfully escape back to Tiandu, then I dare say that Tianzhao Temple will most likely not execute the Wang family. There is still room for maneuver. At least in the short term, they will not execute you.” Ren Ye replied with great certainty.

"Why?" Wang Boshan didn't understand.

Ren didn't bother arguing with him anymore, and simply stated the point: "Because Wang Anquan still has a trump card to deal with Tianzhao Temple, but if he is captured, this trump card will be of little use. Of course, this is just my speculation, and whether or not to do so is up to you, sir, to decide, after all, I am not a member of the Wang family...!"

“We, his closest relatives, don’t even know An Quan’s trump card for survival, yet you know it with such certainty?!” Wang Boshan asked with some doubt.

Ren Ye stared wide-eyed: "I told you, I was just guessing!!!"

"So, how confident are you in your guess?" Wang Boshan was truly at his wit's end, which is why he was forced to ask this question.

"Eighty percent." Ren thought for a moment and replied, "I'm eighty percent sure I'm right."

Under these circumstances, Wang Boshan had no choice but to trust him, since he had indeed just saved Wang Chang's eldest son, Wenping: "Alright, I'll send ten high-ranking clansmen to fight alongside you. Go to the number one teleportation array and inform An Quan to make sure he escapes this place first and doesn't need to worry about us...!"

"No, these ten clansmen, don't charge with me. Instead, split up and charge. Because we don't know how many night patrol monks are outside, or where they are...!" Ren Ye was vividly describing his thoughts when his expression suddenly froze, and his heart skipped a beat.

Seeing that she was frozen in place, Wang Boshan asked urgently, "What's wrong? Keep talking!"

"Stop making noise...!"

Ren waved his hand instantly, cursing inwardly with extreme frustration: "Damn it, why are there people from the supply depot again?! Damn it, now I'm in danger myself."

He sensed it in his soul and realized that a faint spiritual energy had suddenly dissipated from the baggage depot where his true self was located.

……

Inside the small courtyard of the supply depot, a civil official sent by Moro had already pushed open the main door of Ren Ye's residence on the second floor and stepped inside with one foot.

On a dark and windy night, the small two-story building was completely silent, without a single light.

At the gate stood the civil official sent by Moro. Though not a high-ranking official, he was still a third-grade cultivator. The moment he pushed open the door, he sensed a dissipation of spiritual energy, and with great confusion, he called out softly, "Lord Zhenyi, are you there? I am Old Zou from the Inner Palace. Lord Moro has something to ask of you…!"

"Are you already resting? Master Shinichi...!"

He called out tentatively as he stepped into the inner hall on the first floor.

Master Chu was away rescuing the young marquis tonight, so Ren Ye had no protectors by his side while he was controlling the alien female corpse with his divine soul. However, being cautious by nature, he was afraid that some unruly servants or minor officials might suddenly barge into the building and notice his unusual state. Therefore, he had previously imbued the front and back doors, as well as the wooden windows on the first and second floors, with a faint trace of his star source power. This way, if anyone suddenly entered, he would notice them immediately.

As the saying goes, all bad luck in the world comes at once, and Yu Tiange is the biggest jinx hidden in the Order camp. After he inexplicably messed with Jiu Zhi, the entire operation plan for tonight was full of unexpected events and setbacks.

If his men hadn't been fighting Wang Tudou on Hero Street, Moro wouldn't have known about the unusual situation at the garrison, and he certainly wouldn't have bothered "Little Monk Zhenyi" at this time. One thing affects everything, and now everything has come together at once.

For Ren to control the female corpse, he would need to go through the processes of soul possession and soul return. In other words, while controlling the female corpse, he couldn't simultaneously split his soul to make his main body act as well. This is why he had Chu Daoye protect him all along.

Furthermore, there are certain distance limitations for the return of the soul and the possession of the soul. Only within a range of three or four miles can the soul possessing the female corpse instantly return to its original body. If the distance is too far, if Ren Ye forcibly returns the soul, it means that the female corpse will be unable to move instantly, and the soul will wander in the human world and need a certain amount of time to return to its original location.

A soul wandering in the mortal realm without the protection of a physical body is extremely dangerous if it encounters a cultivator skilled in capturing souls.

Most importantly, the civil officials sent by Moro have already entered the second floor and are constantly feeling their way upwards. If they witness Zhenyi the little monk in a daze, it means Ren might also be exposed…

"Lord Shinichi, are you there?! Please respond if you hear me, Lord Moro really has something urgent to discuss with you!"

The third-rank civil official called out as he walked up to the second floor. He didn't really want to disturb Zhenyi at this time, because there had been a dissipation of spiritual energy at the main entrance, which meant that Master Zhenyi was likely in the throes of enlightenment, cultivating divine techniques. Disturbing him at this time... would likely be annoying.

However, Moro was the superior officer, of higher rank, so he could only follow orders and walk upstairs step by step: "Sir, I'm up!"

……

The garrison headquarters, backyard.

"Damn it, I'm going crazy!" Ren cursed inwardly before looking up at Wang Boshan and saying, "I can't go with your people to the teleportation array to inform Wang Anquan. I have urgent business to attend to and must leave immediately...!"

"Huh?!" Wang Boshan was completely dumbfounded.

"Just do as I said, execute it immediately, or it will be too late. After I finish dealing with the urgent matters, I will do my best to help you. But if things change again, and the Pavilion Master of Fulong Pavilion gives an order, I may have to leave Beifeng Town temporarily...!" Ren Ye, with the mindset that the female corpse might be exposed at any time, gave Wang Boshan a heads-up in advance, creating the illusion that he might leave at any moment.