Chapter 14341 Summoning Reinforcements
Chapter 14341 Summoning Reinforcements
Lin Ying'er's fair, snow-white fingers unconsciously entwined around a tassel hanging from her waist. The movement was gentle yet somewhat flustered, and her fingertips turned slightly white from the force, as if she was using this subtle movement to alleviate the anxiety surging deep within her heart.
Ling Xiao stood quietly to the side, taking in every trace of her unease.
He looked at her slightly trembling fingers and the undisguised worry in her eyes, and a pang of pity rose in his heart.
He slowly slowed his voice, and the sound, like a babbling brook, flowed gently through the suffocating silence, breaking the oppressive atmosphere.
"Sect Leader Lin, is your concern the safety of the sect's disciples?"
His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a peculiar soothing power, like a pair of warm, large hands that could penetrate Lin Ying'er's chaotic thoughts and offer her a sense of comfort.
The sound echoed in the air, like a gentle breeze, softly caressing Lin Ying'er's heart.
Lin Ying'er was slightly startled when she heard the voice, then gently raised her head, her originally dim eyes filled with even more worry.
Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, as if afraid of disturbing the fragile peace, yet every word was crystal clear, like pearls falling onto a jade plate, striking Ling Xiao's heart.
"The Overlord Emperor's divine might is unparalleled, so he is naturally not afraid of the Blazing Fire Sect's sharp edge."
"But my Xihua Sect has been established for a thousand years and has gone through countless storms. We have many disciples, but not all of them are good at fighting."
"Among the many disciples, especially the young children, they are like the rising sun, who should have a bright future, but may suffer undeserved calamity in this conflict; and the women with shallow cultivation, they are weak and kind, how can they withstand the ravages of this war..."
"If the Blazing Fire Sect were to send out all its forces, and their experts were to fight amongst themselves amidst the flashing swords, we... I fear we would not be able to protect them."
"At that time, countless lives will be lost, and the millennia-old foundation of the Xihua Sect will be destroyed in an instant. How will I, Lin Ying'er, have the face to face the ancestors of all generations..."
Before she finished speaking, a trace of sadness had already crept onto her face. Her originally fair skin now appeared even paler, like a flower withering in the cold wind.
Ling Xiao did not respond immediately upon hearing this.
He stood there quietly, his deep gaze fixed on the ethereal sea of clouds outside the hall, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he were pondering some important question.
Lin Ying'er's concerns were like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples in his heart.
He knew that the Blazing Fire Sect had been entrenched in the Cloud Mist Kingdom for hundreds of years, with its power deeply entrenched and deeply rooted. There must be reclusive old monsters within the sect, whose cultivation was unfathomable. Once they clashed, if they were restrained by experts of the same level, the disciples of the Xi Hua Sect, whose cultivation levels varied, would be like candles in a storm, in danger of being blown out at any moment. The consequences would be unimaginable.
If the relocation plan cannot guarantee safety, it would be tantamount to sending disciples into the tiger's den, which is no different from sending them to their deaths.
The hall was completely silent, so quiet that even the air seemed to have frozen. Only the rising sandalwood incense wafted through the air like a dream, as if telling a story of bygone years.
The wisps of smoke, sometimes winding and turning, sometimes drifting lightly, added a touch of ethereal beauty and mystery to this solemn and majestic hall.
After a moment, Ling Xiao slowly withdrew his deep gaze from the distance, his eyes revealing a firmness and decisiveness.
He slightly raised his right hand, spreading out his broad and powerful palm.
In an instant, a barely perceptible energy fluctuation, like a tiny ripple on a calm lake, quietly spread out.
Although the energy fluctuations were subtle, they seemed to contain endless mysteries and power, causing the surrounding air to tremble slightly.
Immediately afterwards, a jade talisman the size of a baby's palm appeared out of thin air.
The jade talisman was a deep purplish-gold color, its luster like the most brilliant star in the night sky, mysterious and noble.
On the talisman, dark golden patterns flowed slowly like living creatures, intertwining and entwining, as if performing an ancient and mysterious ritual.
These patterns contain mysterious and unpredictable spatial power, as if a gentle touch could open a door to an unknown world.
Ling Xiao's expression was focused, and his fingertips, like those of a graceful dancer, gently touched the center of the talisman.
As he touched it with his fingertips, an incomparably pure divine thought, like a gentle stream, slowly flowed into the jade talisman.
His divine thought contained his will and command, as if it possessed an invisible magic that made the jade talisman tremble slightly.
After receiving the infusion of divine thought, the jade talisman flashed with a faint light, a light as brief and dazzling as a shooting star streaking across the night sky.
Immediately afterwards, a clear and cold female voice, like the sound of a spring under the moon, rang out. The voice was ethereal and distant, as if it came from another world, instantly breaking the silence in the hall.
"Your Majesty, what are your decrees?"
The owner of that voice was none other than Ji Mingkong.
Ling Xiao's expression turned solemn. His previously calm face became extremely serious, and his eyes revealed an undeniable majesty.
He said it with absolute certainty.
"Order: Immediately mobilize 30,000 elite troops from the Overlord Empire to rush to the western border of the Cloud Mist Kingdom as quickly as possible."
Each word struck the air like a heavy hammer, leaving no room for disobedience.
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the talisman, as if it was processing the sudden transfer order.
The brief silence created a tense atmosphere in the hall, like the calm before a storm.
Immediately, Ji Mingkong's cool voice rang out again, revealing a hint of barely perceptible concern within it.
"As ordered."
"Your Majesty, is the enemy too powerful?"
"Is 30,000 elite troops enough?"
Although she was absolutely obedient to Ling Xiao's orders, as his capable assistant, she couldn't help but worry about the safety of this operation.
Ling Xiao pondered for a moment, a glint of light flashing in his eyes, a light that pierced the darkness like lightning.
He said confidently.
"enough!"
"The elite of the Overlord Empire are among the best in the entire Cloud Mist Kingdom!"
"Having been tempered by countless battles, they possess an indomitable will and outstanding combat capabilities, and will surely achieve victory in this battle!"
"clear."
"I will make preparations now and arrive at your location in three standard hours."
Ji Mingkong's voice was crisp and clear, without the slightest hesitation.
Knowing the urgency of the mission, she immediately began to make arrangements.
The light flowing across the transmission talisman gradually receded, like the receding tide.
The originally bright and dazzling halo gradually receded into the talisman body. In the end, the sound transmission talisman returned to its original simple purple-gold appearance and lay quietly in Ling Xiao's palm, as if the magical scene had never happened.
