Stepping on the Demoness to become the strongest-Chapter 815 - 49 Comrade Yan Yu Please Stop_3

Chapter 815: Chapter 49 Comrade Yan Yu, Please Stop_3

Chapter 815 -49 Comrade Yan Yu, Please Stop_3

Zhendong Army’s staff team wasn’t killing time. Although they couldn’t obtain the biological characteristic photos of the Radiant Sword Immortal, they had conducted a frame-by-frame analysis of the current satellite footage. Combining it with the target’s acceleration habits, turning movements, and other habitual movements in Sword Flight, they initially identified the target as Yan Yu, the current captain of the Zhenhai Team.

The Privy Council immediately informed Li Weiguo. “Can you contact Comrade Yan Yu? Quickly call him back!”

Li Weiguo immediately ordered, “At all costs, make contact with Yan Yu as soon as possible!”

Of course, the result was a failure, for at that moment, Yan Yu’s body was filled with the infinite light and heat of the Sun True Dullness Sword. Let alone mobile signal radio waves, even several million volts of natural lightning striking his head would be unconsciously repelled and bounced off by his Sword Intent.

Thus, Zhendong Army was never able to get through to Yan Yu’s mobile phone. They could only arrange for intelligence agents to immediately rush to Tianzhu while monitoring Yan Yu’s Sword Flight via satellite, from Kolkata to Mumbai, from Bangalore to New Delhi, flying almost over the entire north, south, east, and west of Tianzhu.

At every place, he first sought out a fight, then deliberately released information, subsequently luring local sect members to investigate, and ultimately killing them all… Each battle, though brief, would stir up a vast calamity of flames, sending huge abundant heat waves skyward, even severely affecting the local weather conditions, forcibly raising the average temperature of most provinces in Tianzhu by several degrees.

Seeing the situation becoming increasingly uncontrollable, the orders from the Privy Council kept changing. Initially, it was “quickly call Comrade Yan Yu back,” then it became “please ask Comrade Yan Yu to temporarily cease to prevent the situation from becoming unmanageable,” and later it turned into “quickly meet with Comrade Yan Yu to discuss how to deal with geopolitical issues next, considering Comrade Yan Yu’s opinions in particular.”

The Military Mansion Cultivator in charge of passing the messages had, along the way, answered countless phone calls and received numerous temporary changes of orders, his head swimming. Finally, he managed to intercept Yan Yu near the southern foothills of the Himalayas using Sword Flight and delivered the messages to him.

“Handle it?” Yan Yu was taken aback and then laughed, “No need to handle anymore, the formidable ones have all been beaten by me, haha.”

The Military Mansion Cultivators, drenched in sweat, were unsure whether it was from rushing or being shocked by his response, hastily said with a smile:

“Why don’t you first return? The Commander has been worried about you for a long time, afraid that you would be in battle for too long, and your True Yuan failing.”

“Not at all, I still have about five percent left,” Yan Yu said casually. “I was thinking, perhaps with the remaining True Yuan, I could make a cut in the Himalayas, let the moist hot air from the South Sea blow onto the plateau, and see if it could improve the environmental climate of our plateau regions…”

“Don’t!” The Military Mansion Cultivators, had they not been currently engaged in Sword Flight, would have probably immediately fallen to their knees, “Oh, Comrade Yan Yu, please don’t start yet!”

He was scared that Yan Yu might eventually cause a huge blunder and was also worried that his direct persuasion might anger Yan Yu, compelling him to indeed cause a huge blunder (who could stop him nowadays?), so he could only wipe his sweat while persuasively suggesting in a tactful manner:

Your idea is indeed visionary, but exactly where in the mountain range to make a cut, how wide and how deep it should be, whether the local populace needs to be evacuated beforehand, all these need to go through technical discussions and assessments… Right? How about we go back to our country first and arrange a meeting to discuss this matter?”

“Ah?” Yan Yu was momentarily stunned. “Really making a cut? Does the higher-ups support my idea?”

“You’re a role model for Cultivators of our Lu Country, they have no reason not to support your opinions,” The Military Mansion Cultivator hurriedly placed a high hat on him, afraid that Yan Yu might suddenly turn hostile, “At the Southern Border, we’ve already arranged for people to meet you, so you don’t have to worry too much. Let’s return to Jinling first, the Commander has already prepared a feast to welcome and wash the dust off you.”

“Haha, just a simple conferment of honor is enough, why bother with a welcoming ceremony,” Yan Yu chuckled and waved his hand dismissively.

“Of course, after all, your effort this time was huge…” The Military Mansion Cultivator hadn’t even finished speaking when he noticed Yan Yu suddenly turning stern, which made his heart skip a beat.

“Guarding the nation, a cultivator’s duty, how can it be called a great effort?” Yan Yu said solemnly, instructing him, “Don’t speak such words again, I can’t take them. Let’s return now.”

“Alright, alright, after you,” the Military Mansion Cultivator quickly turned his sword light and fell half a body behind, assuming a protective flight formation as a wingman.

“Hehe,” the Sword Intent teased him in his mind, “Plenty of bravado, using one’s own True Yuan not at all, yet putting up a show in front of others as if a grand deity.”

“What show?” Yan Yu calmly responded, “There’s no posturing, I speak only the truth.”

“Which sentence?”

“Guarding the home and defending the country.”

“Then the latter half isn’t true.” Sword Intent immediately teased him, “No matter how much praise is heaped on you, you relish it, right?”

“Of course.” Yan Yu naturally said, “If a Cultivator cannot receive flowers and honors, how many would still be willing to guard the home and defend the country?”

“Zilu accepted the ox,” Sword Intent understood.

“Starting with me,” said Yan Yu with a nod.