The ministers exclaimed in low voices: “Crown Prince!” Due to Mo Tizhun’s presence, the following words “absolutely must not” were not uttered.

Miao Feng Xian waved his hand, stopping their further words, and then said to Mo Tizhun: “State Preceptor Mo, may I have a word with you in private.”

Two large houses stood two li away at the rear, with only their outer walls damaged during the battle. The two men walked slowly through the woods towards there, and Miao Feng Xian said in a deep voice: “What insights does State Preceptor Mo have?” He understood the Jin State Preceptor’s position, but if Mo Tizhun was merely obstructing, he must provide a solution.

“The Yao King’s demise must have caught the Wei people off guard.” Mo Tizhun coughed lightly, “Forgive my disrespect, but now that they have lost their greatest leverage against the Crown Prince, their original plan is no longer feasible, and they must adapt.”

Miao Feng Xian raised his thick eyebrows: “What does the State Preceptor think?”

“Destroying Yao is no longer possible.” With the old Yao King dead, Miao Feng Xian could ascend to the throne at any time. The Wei people only had the Crown Prince Consort and child as hostages, which was too weak to coerce the entire Yao royal court. If anything happened to them, the Yao people would completely understand. “I have dealt with Yun Ya for many years; he excels at manipulating situations and wouldn’t fail to see this point. Therefore, what they must be planning now is to escape unscathed.”

Hatred flashed in Miao Feng Xian’s eyes: “Escape unscathed? What wishful thinking!” These Wei people had infiltrated the Yao capital, killed the king, and still thought they could escape unscathed. If they succeeded, it would be an indelible shame for the Yao Kingdom and himself!

Mo Tizhun’s face twitched: “It’s not just wishful thinking. If Yun Ya could infiltrate your Imperial Garden, there’s a high probability he can slip away with his subordinates, while also taking the Crown Prince Consort and child with him.”

Miao Feng Xian was slightly shocked: “How could he accomplish that?”

“He can draw the Small Mountain-Moving Array.” Mo Tizhun said solemnly, “That is a secret technique passed down from ancient times, capable of transporting people within the array dozens of li away. From the Imperial Garden to the outskirts of Inzi City, one array is sufficient!” He paused, “Yun Ya always leaves himself a way out. Look at how he still acted so boldly in the Yao capital, holding the Imperial Garden without letting go, it shows his confidence, not fearing being surrounded. I am eighty percent certain that he has already drawn this array beforehand, ready to use at any time.”

This news was enough for Miao Feng Xian to digest for a while. Indeed, given the Wei people’s current predicament in the Yao capital, it would be extremely difficult for them to escape. But Yun Ya wasn’t in a hurry to leave; was he so certain he could escape?

His face showed a mix of emotions: “How does State Preceptor Mo know this?”

“When Princess Han Yue was on her way to Yao for the wedding, he came secretly to plot against her once, and we surrounded him heavily. In the end, he used that array to escape.” At that time, Yun Ya had come to kill the eyewitness Feng Miao Jun, but instead killed a body double Mo Tizhun had arranged in advance, then retreated through the Mountain-Moving Array.

“That’s not good.” With this new intelligence, Miao Feng Xian’s face became so dark it seemed water might drip from it, “Since the mission to infiltrate the Yao capital has failed, why does he remain here?”

“That I don’t know.” Mo Tizhun shrugged, “Perhaps he still wants to test your bottom line using Han Yue and your child. If so, why not pretend to negotiate with them? Perhaps you could use the opportunity to rescue your wife and child.”

“Negotiate?” Miao Feng Xian’s gaze flickered. Negotiating with his father’s killer was emotionally unacceptable to him. But with his wife and child in the enemy’s hands, he had to be cautious.

The dead are gone, but the living can still be saved. As someone long in a position of power, he quickly recovered from the intense emotional fluctuations and began to think deeply.

“If we can take this opportunity to destroy the Wei people’s escape route, we might still have a chance to annihilate them.” Mo Tizhun lowered his voice, emphasizing each word, “To avenge the Yao King!”

Miao Feng Xian tightened his jaw: “The Small Mountain-Moving Array?”

The two had already reached the vicinity of the large house. Mo Tizhun casually broke off a branch and drew a few strokes on the ground, then looked around. Miao Feng Xian understood and waved away the guards and other cultivators. The array that Mo Tizhun was about to draw was an ancient secret technique, not to be revealed to outsiders.

“Depending on the transmission distance, the array can have several variables. What you need to do is to send someone to infiltrate the palace and find it. This array is extremely complex; destroying just one line will render it ineffective.” Mo Tizhun wielded the branch, drawing while explaining, “However, Yun Ya is full of tricks. The palace ahead might have multiple fake arrays to confuse while hiding the real one. The person you send in must memorize this array to avoid misjudgment.”

The branch was fragile, yet in his hands it was like a sword that could cut through iron, each stroke penetrating three fen into the ground, indelible. His movements were skilled and dexterous. The Small Mountain-Moving Array had no fewer than thousands of lines, yet it quickly took shape under his hand. Ordinary people would become dizzy and nauseous just from looking down at it, let alone remembering such a complex pattern without error.

With his powerful divine soul, Miao Feng Xian could do it, but he needed to concentrate fully.

After more than a quarter of an hour, Mo Tizhun finally straightened up and let out a long breath.

“Is it complete?” It seemed lacking.

Mo Tizhun shook his head, pointing to a blank space in the array: “That place needs to be filled with the array’s target to activate the transmission.” He asked Miao Feng Xian, “Have you decided where to transport to?”

Miao Feng Xian’s gaze moved, looking toward the main palace. By now, daylight had broken, and the golden roofs characteristic of Yao Kingdom architecture reflected the sunlight, casting a brilliant radiance.

He jutted his chin toward that direction. With the power of the array, they could infiltrate the palace silently. He even thought that if time permitted, they could also kill the traitor Zuo Qiu Yuan!

“Good idea.” Mo Tizhun praised, tossing the branch to him, “Why not fill in the destination yourself?” The destination of the transmission array had to be precise; a slight error could result in a deviation of dozens of li.

Miao Feng Xian took it, stepped forward, and stooped to begin.

For cultivators like them, drawing arrays was a mandatory skill, although this one was extraordinarily complex. Miao Feng Xian had excellent vision and understanding, having observed for so long and gained insights. Although it was his first time participating in drawing the Small Mountain-Moving Array, he didn’t find it awkward.

Even Mo Tizhun, watching from the side, felt that this young man would surely achieve greatness in the future, as long as he successfully ascended the throne.

The Imperial Garden was vast, once lush with vegetation, but now completely transformed.

With people crowding and bumping into each other everywhere, illusions were easily exposed. Feng Miao Jun simply hid in a secluded spot waiting for an opportunity, until a thin soldier passed by, whom she grabbed and knocked unconscious.

She had a good figure, and female characteristics were not easy to conceal, so she usually didn’t disguise herself as a man. But these Yao soldiers were prepared for an assault, and once the armor was put on, it was like wearing a barrel that concealed whether the wearer was male or female, no matter how one looked at it.