2026-07-09 20:05:31Morning settled over Periphery City, and Windstorm Restaurant had returned to its usual order. The servants wiped tables and swept away yesterday's disturbance, yet their careful movements still carried the shadow of Xiang's humiliation and Su Jing's new position.
Guo Jiang stood near the front counter with a travel cloak over his plain robe. He looked at Su Jing, who had come early for instructions, and spoke without any airs of authority.
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The Fourth Day Without Strength
The first night passed beneath torchlight and the glow of damaged formation lamps.Alliance healers moved between rows of wounded cultivators while sword clashes continued beyond the camp. Every time one group returned from the front, another crossed the dark grass to replace it.By the second morning, several sect banners had been cut in half. Disciples tied the torn fabric to shorter poles because no faction wanted its symbol to disappear while rivals still stood.The second night brought rain. Blood washed into shallow depressions, and exhausted fighters slipped where the grass had become mud.On the third morning, the battlefield smelled of wet iron, medicine, smoke, and rotting flesh. Healers began diluting their remaining powders. By the third night, one tent had no clean bandages left, and another burned broken spear shafts to heat its last cauldron of water.When the fourth day arrived, the alliance no longer hid its exhaustion.Sword hands trembled after every exchange. Footw
When Two Tides Collided
The first organized Logun infantry unit advanced from the secured landing corridor in three measured layers.Shield bearers formed the front. Spear and sword units followed behind them, while crossbow teams occupied slightly higher ground created by trampled carts and broken formation platforms. The soldiers moved at one pace, each row adjusting to the row beside it.Across the grassland, alliance disciples rushed faster but with less cohesion.The two forces collided.A Logun spear caught the sleeve of a rushing swordsman and dragged his arm wide. Before the disciple could cut the shaft, a shield edge struck his knee. He fell sideways, and the soldiers behind the shield closed the gap instead of pursuing him.On the next section of the line, a sword cultivator used lightness movement to leap over the shield wall. His blade flashed twice and opened the throats of two soldiers.
The First Rain of Iron
The first formation-enhanced bolts were only breaths away when the midday sun flashed across their metal heads.The Northwest Grassland offered almost no natural cover. Spirit ships hovered high above the open field, flying archers occupied the space between fleet and ground, and the Thirteen-Faction Alliance had already spread unevenly after its premature advance. The widest gaps lay between the orthodox center and the black-path western flank.Lin Heng saw the danger, but the first volley arrived before his order could reach every banner.The bolts struck.An orthodox disciple raised his sword too late. Three bolts shattered the qi around the blade, and a fourth pierced his shoulder, spinning him to the ground. Nearby, a black-path fighter seized the collar of a junior and dragged the younger man in front of him. The junior screamed as two bolts entered his back, while the senior survived behind the stolen shield.Mahya saw the act and remembered the man’s face.On the eastern side,
A Thousand Umbrellas of Death
The dark shapes continued descending beneath reinforced flying umbrellas.Each umbrella contained thin metal ribs, spirit-thread fabric, and small formation plates that adjusted altitude through controlled currents. The soldiers did not drift randomly. They formed layered rows with exact spacing, each archer holding a heavy crossbow across the chest.Alliance disciples below still mocked the withdrawn ladders.A black-path disciple waved his saber. “They were too frightened to climb down, so now they hide beneath toys.”A young orthodox swordsman laughed. “Their army has already lost the courage to meet us on the ground.”An opportunistic elder lifted his chin. “The pressure from our formation forced this change. They fear approaching my position directly.”The cautious veteran heard them and looked upward.
The Alliance of Thirteen Banners
Thirteen banners moved above the Northwest Grassland.They did not form one harmonious line. Orthodox factions placed their standards in the center, neutral groups guarded the supply routes, and black-path sects chose positions that allowed them to withdraw without crossing anyone else’s camp.The coalition existed because the foreign threat was greater than their mutual distrust.Lin Heng stood before the central command tent beneath the banner of Bingdao. He had accepted leadership because the assembled factions needed one voice, not because every master willingly acknowledged his authority.Mahya represented the Feilong Order. She remained near the map table, studying messenger reports while other leaders argued over camp placement, scouting rights, and the order of names on the alliance proclamation.The White Lotus Temple, Soul Hunter Sect, Black Dragon Order, and Pois
News From the Occupied Continent
For cultivators who had entered the Dao path, ordinary food was no longer a daily necessity. Kaishi experts could endure long periods without eating, while Banxiang practitioners relied even less on mortal meals.Guo Jiang still chose to eat.The spices, warmth, and familiar weight of food reminded him that cultivation was not the only measure of life. After nearly dying beneath Haiyun’s arrow and spending months inside a sealed inheritance, he wanted to taste the ordinary world he had nearly lost.He finished several bites of roasted meat, drank a little wine, and set down his chopsticks.“A Feng.”The young servant approached quickly. The swelling on his cheek remained visible, but gratitude had replaced much of his fear.“Yes, honored guest?”“Tell me about those two officers.”
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