"The Young Master has other matters to attend to and will be staying in the Divine Sealing Temple for the time being," Shadow Nine reported faithfully.
"The Divine Sealing Temple?" Qiu Yimeng couldn't help but part her delicate crimson lips, her tone filled with disbelief.
The Divine Sealing Temple—she was certainly no stranger to it. Eight experts above the Shenyou Realm stood guard within its walls. This was something everyone in War City knew.
But without a summons from those eight, no one could enter.
What was Yang Kai doing there? Could it be that the eight of them intended to offer him some guidance?
Qiu Yimeng's imagination ran wild again, a look of joy spreading across her face. She quietly rejoiced for Yang Kai, nodding slightly. "I understand."
Since he was staying in the Divine Sealing Temple, his safety was absolutely assured.
She pondered for a moment, then asked, "What about tomorrow night…"
"The Young Master said everything is in your hands."
Qiu Yimeng immediately bit her pearly teeth and cursed under her breath: "That bastard, playing the absentee again."
"My message has been delivered. Shadow Nine takes his leave." The moment he finished speaking, Shadow Nine vanished without a trace.
Returning to her room, Qiu Yimeng found all trace of sleepiness gone. She quickly took out paper and pen, listing out their allies and enemies, counting the number of experts on each side, and carefully deliberating over every possible scenario.
At dawn, numerous warriors emerged from their seclusions looking refreshed and energized, testing the power of their newly refined artifacts.
The artifacts seized during the battle at Broken Mirror Lake had all been distributed by Qiu Yimeng. Over these days, everyone had been focused on refining them, and only today were they mostly done.
Having not slept all night, Qiu Yimeng swiftly gathered the leaders of the various factions to discuss the upcoming operation.
She didn't go into great detail, merely instructing those named to make their preparations—there would be action come nightfall.
Hearing this news, everyone was eager, their spirits high.
"Why don't the two Hu sisters join us as well?" Qiu Yimeng said with a smile, looking at Hu Jiao'er and Hu Meier.
Hu Jiao'er nodded. "Very well."
She knew in her heart that the Blood Battle Gang hadn't sent many people this time, and among them, there were precious few true experts. Qiu Yimeng's arrangement was clearly meant to give the Blood Battle Gang a chance to earn some merit.
However, Leng Shan said rather sheepishly, "I'm afraid our Ghost King Valley won't be able to participate this time. All of us are temporarily unable to use a particular martial technique."
"In that case, I'll trouble you all to hold down the manor," Qiu Yimeng arranged smoothly.
"Thank you," Leng Shan said with visible gratitude.
A short while later, every faction had been properly assigned—some to stay, some to move out. Qiu Yimeng had given careful consideration to each group's feelings, winning everyone over completely.
After the meeting adjourned, everyone returned to their quarters to rest and conserve their energy, waiting for night to fall.
Time passed quickly, and darkness shrouded the world.
It had only been a few days since the battle for treasures at Broken Mirror Lake. No one expected that tonight, a large-scale operation would be launched.
At the Yang Wei Residence, Meng Shanyi arrived outside Yang Wei's room and gently knocked on the door. "Eldest Young Master, they've made their move."
The door opened, and Yang Wei stepped out, his eyes gleaming with sharp light. He gave a slight nod. "We move as well."
"Eldest Young Master, I suddenly feel there's something not quite right about this."
"What is it?"
"The Ninth Young Master is going to attack the Fifth Young Master, and we're responsible for containing the Second Young Master. But what about the Sixth and Seventh Young Masters? Won't they take advantage of the situation if they hear about it?"
"If they're not complete idiots, they'll certainly do exactly that." Yang Wei nodded calmly.
"Then the Ninth Young Master's side…" As Meng Shanyi spoke, his expression suddenly grew excited. "If that happens, even if the Ninth Young Master manages to take down the Fifth Young Master, his own backyard will be on fire."
Yang Wei gave Meng Shanyi an odd look and chuckled. "Shanyi, it seems you're actually looking forward to that scenario. Do you fear the Ninth Brother that much?"
Meng Shanyi's expression turned awkward. He nodded seriously and asked in a low voice, "Eldest Young Master, aren't you worried at all?"
"What good would worrying do? I've done everything I can. If it turns out his skills truly surpass mine, I have nothing to say." Yang Wei slowly shook his head, his expression perfectly calm. "If the Ninth Brother moves fast enough tonight and doesn't give the Sixth and Seventh time to react, he can still keep his rear secure. But if he's slow… there will definitely be losses."
Meng Shanyi's expression froze. He carefully considered Yang Wei's words and suddenly realized that Yang Wei was saying even if Yang Kai moved slowly, he would only suffer damage to his rear—not a complete defeat.
The Eldest Young Master rates the Ninth Young Master that highly?
But thinking about it again, with Shadow Nine and that bone shield as his trump cards, quickly capturing Yang Kang wasn't entirely impossible.
The quiet, peaceful night seemed to harbor a tension that was quietly spreading.
At the Yang Kang Residence.
Yang Kang was deeply immersed in refining his newly acquired mysterious-grade artifact. After several days of pouring his true yuan into it, he'd already made considerable progress. With just another five or six days, he would be able to fully refine this lower-grade mysterious-grade artifact into his body, and when that happened, his overall strength would leap up an entire tier!
With a mysterious-grade artifact at his side, even facing experts of the Shenyou Realm, he would dare to fight with everything he had. One could say that the outcome of the treasure battle at Broken Mirror Lake had resulted in a qualitative leap in the strength of the Yang family's young masters.