"....

....

Source of all life.

Please grant me humble strength.

For this parched land.

Bestow abundant rain."

After three minutes of chanting, a blue magic array formed in Bai Jin's hands. She lifted her magic wand and waved it, sending the magic array soaring into the azure sky.

At the bottom of the river, there was a square stone slab. The magic array inscribed on it glowed faintly, then seemed to open wide, continuously drawing water from the river, creating a vortex.

The water of this river was transported by Bai Jin into the magic array positioned in the sky, producing clusters of dark clouds.

With a few claps of thunder, torrential rain fell from the sky, pattering on leaves tinged with autumn, pooling, lingering, and slowly dripping, forming streams within the forest.

These streams gradually gathered and eventually flowed back into the Big River.

Understanding the operational method and basic rules of magic, Bai Jin modified the existing weather manipulation magic to meet Yang Yu's requirements.

Using magic power to gather raindrops in the air took considerable time, but if the river water could be directly led into the air, it would save the most time-consuming part of weather manipulation magic.

The stone slab placed in the river was engraved with a simple teleportation magic array that Bai Jin made.

Though it couldn't teleport people, teleporting river water was no problem.

Draped in a pale yellow raincoat, Bai Jin raised her magic wand, releasing a light shield to block the rain around her.

As she waved her wand like a withered vine, the black rain clouds moved in the direction Bai Jin's wand swung, pouring rain wantonly.

"No problem, it's perfect."

Bai Jin sighed in relief, lowered her wand, cutting off her magic connection with the clouds.

The torrential rain that had just been falling gradually ceased, as the sun, momentarily overshadowed by the rain clouds, once again spread its light across the forest.

Closing his umbrella, Yang Yu felt very pleased with Bai Jin's success.

At least, this ensured the first step of the plan could be executed smoothly.

As late autumn approached, those prisoners from the Luoze Empire encountered half a year ago should gradually be forced to be swapped back.

He wondered how their thoughts and will might have changed over these six months.

He also wondered if they, once active in winter battles, would rejoin the familiar Sailuomen Plain battlefield after a brief "recovery training."

Seeing their faces again on the battlefield would be great.

Although Yang Yu thought they would most likely avoid him upon sight, not wishing to see his face at all.

That wouldn't stop Yang Yu from appearing before them, becoming someone they would even dream of seeing.

If all goes well, at the onset of winter, this war could be completely concluded, preparing for next year's Dragon God Conference.

Unfortunately, whether this war will truly end is not up to Yang Yu alone.

What twists this war might take remains unknown.

The main war faction of the Luoze Empire, the promoters of Wansheng Country, the hidden forces that control enchanting demons... and the Curse Sect...

Absolutely do not intend for this war to end quickly.

"The Curse Sect's actions are extremely cautious.

Their hunt for the Holy Maiden leaves no trace, and seeing Pingru, they rationally retreat. Before formally summoning a demon, they don't want to draw this world's attention.

But...

It's really unfortunate!

I wonder how the Curse Sect people will feel when they learn that I used the hero's words to spread the news of the Holy Maiden's death implicating them?

But, this is just the beginning; there's much more to trouble them later."

The seed has been planted, and now it's a matter of waiting for it to root and germinate.

Originally thinking that he had stirred the waters so much, once this war ended, the Curse Sect would continuously send assassins to deliver him experience.

But thinking carefully, the Curse Sect has already sent three disciples, and next time, they might dispatch even more disciples to besiege him.

Perhaps they'll send a whole Curse Sect package for him.

At first, Yang Yu was worried about how to respond, but he soon recalled the Curse Sect's patient nature.

Perhaps, even if he had ruined their plans, they wouldn't pursue relentless vengeance but would persist in summoning demons.

Being able to let go is key to a sect's survival.

In some novels, if the antagonists, in a moment of hot-headedness, lead their entourage to their end, that's too melodramatic.

As the saying goes, being adept doesn't mean always succeeding; enduring to the end is the true victory.

Yang Yu understands this path to success, and when he must endure, he absolutely won't falter.

If acting on impulse, with a hot head, just wash up and sleep; who knows what kind of demise awaits.

Together with the similarly enduring, unyielding Curse Sect, Yang Yu feels a kinship with them.

Yang Yu secretly vows to one day undo the Curse Sect's foundation, giving them a grand send-off as a sign of respect.

Because the Curse Sect is so cautious, in conclusion, Yang Yu is not particularly worried about another assault.

Even if they were to launch an attack, they would pick a deserted location.

As long as you don't stray too far from the main group, there should be no issues.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Approaching Bai Jin, Yang Yu called Bai Jin to follow him; next, they would spend some time carefully confirming the feasibility of the plan.

To this end, they planned to visit the Wild Boar General, Duoshi.

Before setting off, Yang Yu greeted Dongmu's troops.

Meeting Yang Yu, Dongmu laughed heartily as usual, hugging Yang Yu's neck and patting his chest:

"Hahaha, you're here just in time. I have huge news to tell you."

Yang Yu asked, "Has a new racial essence arrived?"

Embarrassed, Dongmu said, "You've had your eye on that, haven't you? Unfortunately, no, but I believe His Majesty will fulfill your wish."

"Then what is it?" Though he had some inkling, Yang Yu still asked knowingly.

Dongmu, pinching his chin, laughed, "I'll tell you, His Majesty the King has decided to grant you the title of General. But there's a condition—your performance this winter must still be outstanding.

Don't be disappointed just yet; being promoted to General in just a year is unprecedented; there will also be some pressure from the nobles...

After discussion, we can't immediately grant you a General's position yet, but accordingly, we'll give you some of a General's powers.

You'll be my deputy this winter.

Don't complain about it. Once again, you've been here less than a year, and because of your enormous contributions, we made this special exception.

We hope you understand."

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