Chapter 107: The Army-Breaking Star (2)

"Does the text say how to break it?" Yang Zhijiu asked.

"No! It was only mentioned in passing," Mr. Wenruo shook his head.

"Young Master Yan, do you have a solution?" Mr. Wenruo asked.

Yan Chuan stared at the sky, watching the starry expanse.

"Does this starlight come from the 'Army Breaker' star?" Yan Chuan asked solemnly.

Mr. Wenruo looked up at the sky and nodded, "Indeed. The energy this formation draws is strictly from the Army Breaker star!"

"Looking at the stars surrounding the Army Breaker, could it be that it was part of the Nine-Star Alignment that occurred a few months ago?" Yan Chuan looked toward Mr. Wenruo.

"You didn't know?" Mr. Wenruo asked, curious.

"I happened to be fast asleep at that time. Which nine stars were they?"

"They are the Nine Stars of the Big Dipper: Greedy Wolf, Giant Gate, Martial Tune, Army Breaker, Literary Tune, Salary Storage, Pure Virtue, Left Assistant, and Right Helper," Mr. Wenruo explained.

"The Nine Stars of the Big Dipper? How could those nine align in a straight line?" Yan Chuan asked in astonishment.

"That is why it is said to be a once-in-a-millennium event. No, actually, there have been many Nine-Star Alignments throughout history, but this is the first time the Nine Stars of the Big Dipper have ever aligned in a straight line," Mr. Wenruo mused.

"Let's head down first," Yan Chuan said, taking a deep breath.

"Agreed," Mr. Wenruo nodded.

The small boat slowly descended.

"Young Master Yan, do you have a way to break this barrier?" Mo Yuxi asked anxiously.

"Breaking the Heavenly Pool barrier is not difficult. The real question is, even if we break it, will you be able to obtain the Myriad Wonder Demon Lotus?" Yan Chuan smiled.

"Oh?"

Mo Yuxi’s expression shifted; she instantly understood his implication, a flash of gratitude appearing in her eyes.

"Then, I must trouble you, Young Master Yan!" Mo Yuxi said, drawing a deep breath.

"I will do my best," Yan Chuan nodded.

"Yan Chuan, how are we going to break this Heavenly Pool barrier?" Yang Zhijiu asked, showing no courtesy.

"We must wait about half a month," Yan Chuan replied, shaking his head.

With that, Yan Chuan stepped off the boat and looked at the three thousand silver-clad soldiers.

"Huo Guang, have the entire army set up camp and rest!" Yan Chuan ordered.

"Understood!" Huo Guang responded.

Huo Guang went off to command the army.

Yan Chuan then turned to Mo Yuxi and said, "Lady Mo, could you have Azure Dragon, White Tiger, and the others patrol around the Heavenly Pool barrier to determine exactly how many powerful experts are stationed there?"

"Did you hear Young Master Yan?" Mo Yuxi commanded directly.

"Yes, we are on it!" Azure Dragon, Vermillion Bird, White Tiger, and Black Tortoise immediately responded and flew off.

"Young Master Yan, are you planning to unite all these experts to strike the gas barrier together?" Mr. Wenruo asked.

"Correct. There is no other way," Yan Chuan nodded.

"What kind of nonsense is that? You need to think about this? Isn't it just that one person can't break it, so you get a group to smash it together?" Yang Zhijiu scoffed.

"Yang Zhijiu!" Mo Yuxi scolded him with a look of disgust.

Once Yang Zhijiu saw Mo Yuxi was angry, he immediately ceased his criticism of Yan Chuan.

"It is not that simple. I examined it earlier; this formation is linked to the stars. The four walls are not only reinforced by dragon energy but likely by stellar power as well. Even a Void-Realm expert might not be able to break through it alone. We must wait until the middle of the month when the Feng Shui formation is at its weakest, and then simultaneously attack the eight critical points of the gas barrier. Only then will we have a chance to break it," Yan Chuan said gravely.

"Why wait until the middle of the month? And how do you know which eight points to strike?" Yang Zhijiu asked, unconvinced.

"The middle of the month, the night of the full moon, is when Yin energy is at its peak, and the power of the dragon vein will briefly weaken. As for the eight points, have you forgotten how we got in?" Yan Chuan smiled.

"The Eight Malignant Yellow Springs?" Mo Yuxi’s eyes lit up.