Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely Chapter 1234: 411: Mu Longhe's Hope, Departure and New Discovery (Part 2)

Chapter 1234: Chapter 411: Mu Longhe’s Hope, Departure and New Discovery (Part 2)

Brother Mu, try not to fret excessively. Allow me to reveal a couple of items to you initially!

Without offering any clarification, Xiang Fuhai gestured toward the individual who had recently emerged from the Ministry Building alongside him.

This fellow wore yellow robes, gripped a silver staff, and bore two containers strapped to his back. Responding to Xiang Fuhai’s cue, he swiftly removed the containers and approached Mu Longhe, unveiling them sequentially to expose what lay inside.

A complex expression instantly crossed Mu Longhe’s features as he beheld the contents within the containers.

The left container held a pair of silver longswords, their hilts colored one green and one red, which were exactly his Green and Red Double-edged Sword. The right one brimmed with chunks of black-radiant solid ice, clearly encasing his own severed limbs.

Mu Longhe abruptly comprehended the situation, transforming the intricacy on his visage into a hint of eager hope. Then, he abruptly spotted something further and raised his gaze to the youth unveiling the containers before him, his eyes widening in shock.

Junior Xiang Wentian, offering respects to Senior Mu!

The youth in yellow turned out to be Xiang Fuhai’s grandson, Xiang Wentian.

Mu Longhe gazed intently at Xiang Wentian’s limbs for some time, the astonishment in his gaze slowly fading, supplanted by an expression brimming with delight and thrill.

You…

Back in early May, following the conclusion of the Dajue Temple chaos, the Six Towns had split up the Xiang Family’s stores in Bashang City. During that event, a youthful Xiang Family member could no longer tolerate it and rose to argue logically with the Six Towns Lords. His remarks unintentionally irked Yang Zhun, leading to his immediate execution by Beishuo Town Chief Yang Fa.

That very youth was Xiang Wentian, now positioned right in front of him.

Mu Longhe had been there during the incident and fully understood the reason for Yang Fa’s ruthless action. It stemmed directly from Xiang Wentian possessing top-grade Battle Body Qualification; in his early forties, he wielded the power of 48 Manes. Among the surviving Xiang Family offspring at that point, no one surpassed him in strength or aptitude. Yang Fa’s aim was unmistakably to eradicate the Xiang Family entirely.

Yet at present, Xiang Wentian boasted not only complete limbs but also untouched talent. Mu Longhe even perceived that his power had climbed to 49 Manes—it had grown…

Mu Longhe abruptly returned to the present, his gaze swiftly shifting to Xiang Fuhai, filled with both questions and eager expectation in his eyes.

Hahaha, Brother Mu, while my position in Great Xia isn’t lofty, it’s hardly low enough for me to be tasked with guarding captives. The Lord dispatched me alongside Wentian specifically to join you on the return to Xia City. Surely you grasp the implication here?

A slight quiver ran through Mu Longhe’s frame, the elation on his countenance swiftly ebbing, plunging him into quiet contemplation.

Xia Hong had deliberately paraded Xiang Wentian to demonstrate Great Xia’s ability to restore lost limbs. The motive behind assigning Xiang Fuhai as his escort this time was easy to discern.

Brother Mu, Duan Hong hardly qualifies as a shrewd ruler—you must recognize that. The fate of Bashang Town sufficiently proves the Northern Three Towns Lords lack the vision for grand accomplishments. In today’s clash at Hongmen, the Six Towns suffered utter humiliation; none of the towns in Moao South Slope can rival Lord Xia Hong. The Six Towns stand no chance of banding together again. Great Xia has effectively seized control; Brother Mu, why still waver?

Noticing Mu Longhe’s descent into quietude, Xiang Fuhai promptly launched into persuasion, yet after an extended speech, he received no reaction from the man.

He pondered briefly with lowered head, then grasped the issue swiftly.

Brother Mu, you’re concerned about the Mu Family remaining in Chui Mountain. Should you switch allegiance to Great Xia at this juncture, Duan Hong would surely set his sights on your Mu Family kin, correct?

This matter scarcely needed Mu Longhe’s confirmation. Considering Duan Hong’s petty and resentful disposition, upon learning of Mu Longhe’s alignment with Xia Hong, he would undoubtedly pursue vengeance against the Mu Family.

Fortunately, resolving this dilemma proved straightforward!

Observing the turmoil and uncertainty etched on Mu Longhe’s face, Xiang Fuhai revealed a grin but refrained from speaking hastily. As the Longyuan Army fully evacuated the city, he remarked with a chuckle, Let’s set off first! With just over two hours until daybreak, I can leisurely converse about this with Brother Mu during the trip.

While uttering these words, Xiang Liang and four Silver Order Prison Wardens advanced to guide the path. As Mu Longhe began to proceed, Xiang Fuhai hastened to match his stride, evidently intent on persisting with his entreaties en route.

In earlier times, Xiang Fuhai would never have shown such zeal in aiding Xia Hong to sway Mu Longhe toward Great Xia. But circumstances had shifted dramatically.

His outlook had evidently transformed profoundly in the interim.

Naturally, the underlying causes remained known solely to Xiang Fuhai.

Xiang Fuhai observed his grandson striding ahead, a grin lighting up his features.

His wounds hadn’t completely mended yet.

He had consumed three Holy Vein Pills, and though he had partially restored his Xianyang Level cultivation for the moment, his might lingered at under half its former peak.

To be honest, merely five days prior, upon ingesting the three Holy Vein Pills provided by Xia Hong and reclaiming half his cultivation, his mind held only mild intrigue, far from the profound shift he felt now.

But subsequently, witnessing Xia Chuan restore his grandson Xiang Wentian’s limbs right before his eyes, Xiang Fuhai cast aside every lingering doubt.

From that instant, he not only fully embraced the destruction of Bashang Town but also solidified his resolve internally: to weave himself into Great Xia and claim a legitimate place within it.

With Bashang’s core lineage all but annihilated, the town retained scarcely more than five hundred Cold Resistance Level inhabitants, and crucially, his advanced age left him devoid of vigor to reconstruct Bashang.

Even more crucially, after residing in Xia City for over four months and facing an ever-growing array of developments, he grew ever more convinced that should Great Xia maintain its steady progress, unifying the Moao South Slope Territory was merely a question of when.