My Journey to You

Chapter 380

Chарtеr 22 (13/17)

Веi Хu sаid, "Acсоrding tо thе Нouse of Gоng Сloud Mаp drawn bу Yun Wеishаn, tо рrеvent the Нouse of Gong from gathеring its fоrcеs, we will аdvаnсе in threе sуnсhrоnizеd routеs and defeаt thеm onе by one."

Wаn Si Ai laughеd, "Dividing into threе rоutеs is finе, but dоn’t fоrgеt our most imроrtant tаrgеt is thе Bоundless Flоwing Firе."

Yun Weishan silеntlу cоmmitted this to memоry.

Zi Yi said, "Aссоrding to rеliable intelligеnсе, during the Вlаdе Маstеr cеrеmonу, Gong Ziуu will seleсt brides аgаin. Whу not hаvе Wufеng sеnd seven Chi аnd Mei to intercеpt and reрlacе all thе bridеs?"

Hаn Yi Ke nodded, "Although Chi and Mei aren’t of much use, they can easily tie down Gong Ziyu and create chaos in the Front Mountain. By drawing the guards’ attention, they can buy us some time for our three-pronged advance."

Bei Xu agreed, "The House of Gong is complex and intricate. Disrupting their layout and rhythm is always beneficial."

Han Ya Qi nodded, "Exactly. Yun Weishan, you’ve already been a bride once, so doing it again should be easy for you. Besides, when Gong Ziyu sees you, he definitely won’t have the heart to strike you down. You can absolutely keep him occupied."

Han Ya Si glanced worriedly at Yun Weishan, then glared resentfully at Han Ya Qi.

Yun Weishan hesitated for a moment, lowering her head in silence. Her gaze was obscure and hard to read, but in the end, she complied with the arrangement and assured, "No problem."

Han Ya Qi then analyzed the situation within the House of Gong: "Currently, the strongest person in the House of Gong is Gong Shangjue. Wufeng’s internal assessment places his strength on par with a Wang, but Shangguan Qian has already learned his weakness—five days from now, he will be in a state of Inner Force depletion. Shangguan Qian successfully arranged for the House of Gong to hold the Blade Master succession ceremony on this day. Gong Shangjue must guard this secret closely, not letting anyone know, so he cannot openly oppose it, but he definitely won’t risk attending."

Wan Si Ai said, "If everyone in Wufeng fears Gong Shangjue, then let me deal with him. My Flying Sickle can harvest from a distance. Gong Shangjue uses a blade, so in close combat, he has no advantage against me. Plus, with his Inner Force depleted, he’s certainly no match for me."

On both sides of the steps leading to the main gate of the House of Gong, servants were decorating, hanging festive red lanterns and red silk.

In Yu Manor, Gong Ziyu showed little joy, still lost in thought over Yun Weishan’s letter—

"To tie down the Front Mountain, seven Chi and Mei will disguise themselves as brides and enter the House of Gong."

"The three Wang will split into three routes, attacking Jue Manor where Gong Shangjue resides, Yue Manor in the Back Mountain, and the Hua Manor Blade Tomb fortress. The one responsible for attacking Jue Manor and confronting Gong Shangjue is Wan Si Ai, the Wang of the West. His dual-wielded Flying Sickles are bizarre and unpredictable, making it difficult to get close. Stay vigilant."

Beside this was Yun Weishan’s note: "Gong Yuanzhi excels at using hidden weapons and can counter Wan Si Ai, who also attacks with ranged weapons."

In Jue Manor, there was no joy at all. Instead, an air of tension and solemnity pervaded. Gong Shangjue sat cross-legged on the bed, focusing his breath and circulating his energy.

Gong Yuanzhi carefully inspected the doors and windows in Gong Shangjue’s room, adding new crossbars to ensure they were impenetrable. Only after completing his inspection did he leave the room, lock the door, and stand guard at the entrance, not moving an inch.

Soon, Wufeng’s seven brides ascended the steps and stood before the towering main gate of the House of Gong.The faces beneath the bridal veils were completely hidden, with only a glimpse of crimson lips visible as the red veils fluttered in the wind. The onlookers gazed at the procession of brides, imagining their appearances, their eyes filled with waves of envy.

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A rumbling sound echoed as the gates of the House of Gong swung open, revealing the broad road leading into its depths.

Yun Weishan and the other brides formed a line and slowly made their way inside.

The sky was clear and the sun shone brightly, yet the House of Gong was shrouded in an atmosphere of unpredictable intrigue. In the Back Mountain, Gong Zishang observed the unfamiliar surroundings of Yue Manor, her eyes scanning every corner.

Jin Fan stood guard beside Gong Zishang, never leaving her side.