Transcending the Nine Heavens

d one notch, but was instead getting more and more intense.
It seemed like a massive curtain of water was crashing down from above.
Chu Yang grimaced in pain.
His misery was simply beyond description.

He could even feel the raindrops hitting his butts.
The raindrops contained a strong impact-force.
Each drop would hammer the meat on his buttocks to form a concave depression, and then bounced back.

”Is this f*king rain or hail! ” Chu Yang fiercely cursed in his heart.

However, this heavy rain was playing the role of an excellent ‘cover’ in this mission.

He managed to daringly burst into the most tightly secured place without facing any problems.

This place below him was one of the two most tightly secured places…

He lay quietly and still on his tummy at the rooftop.
In fact, Chu Yang was very cautious, and had ceased all movements.
He couldn’t sense the slightest movement or sound below the roof.
He couldn’t help but sigh in his heart, [it seems that my luck is somewhat bad today.
Diwu Qing Rou isn’t present inside…]

Chu Yang plaintively sighed, and then moved to another place…

This time, Chu Yang was even more cautious.

The Sword Spirit was felt strained because Chu Yang had transferred a massive amount of spiritual power over the span of this mission; a time as short as less than an hour.

In fact, Chu Yang wouldn’t have been able to arrive here this ‘leisurely’ if the Sword Spirit hadn’t stored so much of the spiritual power and medicinal efficacies in Chu Yang’s consciousness space.

This task radically surpassed anyone’s estimation.

The Sword Spirit was crazily changing the medicinal efficacies into power, and was then transporting it to the Nine Tribulations Sword.
It changed into pure spiritual power after its digestion in the Nine Tribulations Sword.
It would then be imported into his Dantian.
It then spread throughout his meridians and helped in supporting his stealthy movements.

Maintaining this stealth-form had put a major strain on his mind.
However, he was unaware that he had unknowingly completed the most important practice in his life in the process of being a spy…

It could be considered as a fool’s luck…

Chu Yang silently landed on the rooftop of Diwu Qing Rou’s study.
He seemed like a thin piece of paper.
Then, he immediately lay down on his tummy.

He was luckier this time.
There was always an expert stationed on the rooftop of Diwu Qing Rou’s study under normal circumstances.
However, this expert had gotten drenched in this unprecedented and exceptionally big rainstorm, and had left.

Moreover, the rainstorm was getting bigger and stronger.
Therefore, Diwu Qing Rou had personally ordered that expert to get down and take rest.
That expert had gone back to his room.
He was very grateful to Prime Minister Diwu for being so considerate.
However, he didn’t know that his position had been seized by an intruder…

Chu Yang was still lay on his tummy.
He then mobilized the maximum possible martial power that he could without making any sounds, and then attentively listened to the conversation taking place in the study.

Diwu Qing Rou was sitting with Jing Meng Hun.
They were discussing matters concerning the war.

Han Bu Chu was present on the side, and was recording everything.
The more he heard Diwu Qing Rou’s strategic plans — the more admiration he felt in his heart for Diwu Qing Rou.

Diwu Qing Rou’s strategic plan included using the soldiers to form ring-like arrangements.
These arrangements would be interlocked with each other; without any gap.
This linkage would ensure that back-up units would quickly arrive in-place of any unit if it were to meet with an accident.
This was a method of using ‘one’s own bad news as a trap against the enemy’…

Moreover, the allocation of the generals in this arrangement was in-line with their temperaments.

In fact, Diwu Qing Rou’s plans had accounted-in the Iron Cloud’s senior generals as well.
He had calculated which General would go against whom, and who had the most surety of dealing with whom…
It was necessary to pay attention to weaknesses in order to deal with the Generals of such stature since they could be used against them.
He had mentioned these details in full.

It seemed like Diwu Qing Rou’s eyes could see the mountains and rivers in real-time.
He was pointing out the role of every mountain and river in the war, and how they could be used against the enemy to put them in disadvantageous situation…

Each vital spot had at least three sets of strategic plans.
The flexible adjustment of these plans was possible based on the arrangement of enemy forces.
This would ensure that the main army always retained the advantageous position during the battle.

Diwu Qing Rou explained these tactics… and so on…

Not only Han Bu Chu admired him… even the intruder on the rooftop was full of admiration for the Prime Minister.

[I’ve never seen a person use their brain like this.
Not only does he enjoy perfect command over his people… he also has an understanding of the enemy.
And then he has a comprehensive knowledge of the terrain of the continent.
And this knowledge is entirely installed in his mind…]

[He even knows…
how much a mountain’s height has increased in these years, and how this information can be used to his advantage…] Diwu Qing Rou had incorporated such fine details in his tentative plan…

[This is insane ah!]

King of Hell Chu exclaimed in his heart.
But, he then resumed concentrating on listening and remembering the details by heart once again.
He knew that he would get this chance only once.

Diwu Qing Rou was pondering and speaking casually at the same time.
Meanwhile, Han Bu Chu was recording everything that was being said.
Diwu Qing Rou was in clear understanding of a profound truth — it is always best to write down something important… than to rely on just your memory.

Diwu Qing Rou’s mind was calm; his mind was in an excellent state.
That is why he was being unconstrained in his imagination, and was able to think several out-of-the-box strategies.
He was aware that he might forget them since the ‘inspiration is fleeting’.
And it would be a huge loss if he were to forget them.
Hence, he was having them recorded.

Diwu Qing Rou had confidence in his memory, and knew that it wasn’t inferior to anyone.
However, he wouldn’t dare to claim that he could remember everything.

After all, these ideas were just the fruit of the ‘right’ inspirational circumstances.

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