Cultivation: The Heaven's Fated Useless Genius-Chapter 81 – No war at the border

"It's a deal!"

The two understood each other, and with just a few words, they established a future cooperation plan.

Gu Feng felt a sense of relief, repeatedly sighing inwardly that dealing with smart people was indeed comfortable!

Building a good relationship with Murong Ze was also in Gu Feng's interest.

After all, in the future, they would both be mingling in the circles of the Twelve Imperial Cities of the Eastern Region. Having a well-connected acquaintance would make things easier!

After exchanging a few more casual words with Murong Ze, suddenly, a flying kite flapped its wings and slowly descended from the sky.

Gu Feng reached out and caught the little creature in his hand.

He quickly pulled a jade slip from its claws, knowing it was information sent by Hou Yixiao.

For over a month, every few days, Hou Yixiao would send the latest intelligence from Xinning Stream to Gu Feng in the form of a flying kite.

It had never been interrupted.

"Brother Gu, I'm going to check on Chuyao, please go ahead."

Seeing this, Murong Ze knew he should avoid it. Although he agreed to help Gu Feng as a fighter, he wasn't Gu Feng's subordinate, so it wasn't convenient for him to get involved in everything.

Cupping his hands, he picked up the peeled fruit and walked toward Jiang Chuyao in the fields.

"You all may leave too!"

Seeing Murong Ze walk away, Gu Feng waved his hand, signaling the witch servants attending to him to withdraw.

The witch servants bowed in agreement and retreated several meters, standing directly under the scorching sun outside the shade.

Seeing no one else around, Gu Feng used his divine sense to probe the jade slip.

The contents of the jade slip were extensive, roughly recording the latest battle situation in Xinning Stream over the past few days.

As expected, Ji Wenxuan followed Gu Feng's instructions, defending firmly without rashly deploying troops, remaining entrenched in the strong defenses of Xinning Stream.

No matter how the soldiers of the three major witch villages insulted him, he remained unmoved, showing great composure.

What Gu Feng didn't expect was that the one who couldn't hold back was Fang Feixue.

She couldn't stand the foul language of the soldiers from the three major witch villages and personally led five hundred witch soldiers to launch a surprise attack on the Basalt Witch's Village camp on a dark and windy night.

The sudden night raid caught the leaders of the Basalt Witch's Village off guard, allowing Fang Feixue to succeed in her attack. The main general's spiritual soul was destroyed, and the deputy general, with the remnants of his troops, left behind hundreds of corpses and fled in panic.

In no time, Fang Feixue's reputation as the Midnight She-Devil was deeply ingrained in the hearts of the witch soldiers at the Northern Wilderness border.

Several times, when the soldiers of the three major witch villages cursed under the fortifications, as soon as Fang Feixue appeared with her five-ringed flying blade, her Elemental Infant Realm power scattered, scaring the witch soldiers into fleeing like birds and beasts.

Gu Feng couldn't help but laugh, covering his face. After a month of not seeing her, he really missed Fang Feixue.

He had initially worried that she might not adapt to Ji Wenxuan's troops, but it turned out she was thriving.

Upon reflection, it made sense. Fang Feixue had fought alongside Lu Zhen in the Eastern Region for years, facing the formidable Southern Barbarian demon clan.

To her, the witch soldiers of the Northern Wilderness were like a child's play army.

In terms of cultivation, overall quality, and even ferocity, they couldn't compare to the Southern Barbarian demon clan.

If not for Gu Feng's repeated instructions before departure, strictly forbidding her from impulsively leading troops to attack, she might have already led a force of over ten thousand to wreak havoc!

Gu Feng composed himself and continued reading.

Hou Yixiao's intelligence also mentioned that the White Tiger Witch's Village had been continuously sending scouts to the front line to deliver orders in recent days.

The orders invariably demanded that Ji Wenxuan engage in a decisive battle with the witch soldiers' corps of the three villages as soon as possible.

Ji Wenxuan ignored these orders, as the mountains were high and the emperor far away, choosing to disregard them entirely.

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Initially, the orders were merely urging for battle, but in recent days, they had become more excessive, directly commanding Ji Wenxuan to withdraw his troops and abandon the Spirit Stone veins of Xinning Stream.

Ji Wenxuan was furious, leaving a statement—when a general is in the field, the king's orders are not followed!

He then executed the scouts sent by the witch village, hanging their heads on the military flags outside the fortifications.

This effectively severed ties with the main camp of the White Tiger Witch's Village.

Seeing this, Gu Feng knew that Ji Qin's health was failing.

Ji Xuanming and Ji Xuanyang, the two brothers, could no longer remain calm, realizing the severity of the situation.

At this moment, Ji Wenxuan controlled almost all the armed forces of the White Tiger Witch's Village. If Ji Qin were to suddenly pass away, no one would be able to restrain Ji Wenxuan.

If Ji Wenxuan were to act desperately, the brothers, aside from having a group of witch servants and a thousand witch soldiers guarding the village, would have nothing to resist Ji Wenxuan's tens of thousands of troops.

"Realizing it now is too late!"

Withdrawing his divine sense from the jade slip, Gu Feng chuckled softly, knowing that everything was developing according to his meticulous plan.

The defeat of Ji Xuanming and his brother was inevitable from the moment they cowardly handed over military power to Ji Wenxuan.

Facing a crisis, they were unwilling to take risks and instead pinned their hopes on their enemy.

Such foolish individuals, even if they ascended to the position of village chief of the White Tiger Witch's Village, would eventually hand over their family's foundation to outsiders.

It was only a matter of time.

"Young Master Gu!"

A voice suddenly called out from a distance.

Gu Feng looked over and saw Bai Jugu, who had just left, returning on a flying kite.

His face showed a mix of excitement and urgency, as if something significant had happened.

Quickly getting up to greet him, Gu Feng asked curiously, "Brother Bai, weren't you going to negotiate with Ji Qin? Why have you returned?"

Bai Jugu, panting heavily, waved his hand. He had rushed all the way, and the weather was starting to get hot, leaving him parched.

"My matter has been resolved. The village chief agreed to allocate ten acres of Gu fields to the caravan for cultivation."

After gulping down a cup of water, Bai Jugu changed the subject and continued, "The village chief asked me to find you, saying he wants you to go to the White Tiger Cave. He... he wants to meet you personally..."

"Ji Qin, that old bumpkin, wants to see me?!"

Gu Feng was taken aback for a moment, then squinted his eyes, feeling an inexplicable premonition.