I am invincible, that's why I lie down. You're using your entire clan to rebel?

Chapter 396 The Moon Goddess's Art of Seducing Men: Xu Longxiang Was Turned into a Dog!

Han Zhong rode his horse slowly up the pass, his gaze sweeping over the corpses scattered on the ground, his expression calm.

"Set up camp here! At dawn tomorrow, attack the second pass!"

His voice echoed in the twilight, like a sigh no one heard.

The soldiers began cleaning up the battlefield, moving the bodies, and washing away the bloodstains.

One tent after another was set up, and smoke rose from between the tents, only to be dispersed by the evening breeze.

Han Zhong stood on the pass, gazing at the deeper mountains ahead, at the second pass hidden in the twilight, his fingers slowly tightening on the hilt of his sword.

There, there were five corpses carefully prepared by the Moon Goddess Cult.

There, was the ceasefire point he and Xu Longxiang had agreed upon.

There, he had his last chance to save Xu Longxiang and repay the debt of gratitude.

He took a deep breath, turned around, and walked towards the main tent.

........

The Moon Goddess Cult's headquarters, a secret chamber within a cave.

Fan Li's secret letter lay quietly on the stone table, the ink already dry, the handwriting still clear.

Every word on the paper was like a needle, piercing Xu Longxiang's heart.

He read it once, then read it again, from the first character to the last, and then from the last character back to the first.

His brows were furrowed tightly, forming a deep "川" (river) shape between them.

He put down the letter, walked to the window with his hands behind his back, and opened the window.

A night breeze swept in, carrying the fresh scent of mountain grass and trees, and ruffled the stray hairs at his temples.

He gazed at the deep night, but his heart was filled with turbulent emotions.

What exactly is Han Zhong up to?

Didn't he already agree to the Moon Goddess Cult's plan?

Why did Fan Li say that his attitude was strange and that he had ulterior motives?

What exactly is he plotting?

He turned around, his gaze falling on the letter.

A thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

Fan Li is overthinking it.

He had known Han Zhong for so many years, and he knew Han Zhong all too well what kind of person he was.

They value relationships and keep their promises. What they promise, they will always do.

What is there to doubt?

He shook his head, walked to the stone table, and placed the letter on the candlelight.

Flames licked the corner of the paper, and black ash curled up and fell, dissipating into the air.

He watched as the last bit of ashes fell onto the table, scattered by the wind, leaving no trace.

He turned around and walked back to the window.

The face of the moon goddess appeared in his mind.

Those eyes, as cold as stars; that face, as white as jade; that curve of the lips when she smiled gently.

What is she doing right now?

Are you also standing by the window, gazing at the same night sky?

A slow smile crept onto his lips.

No matter what Han Zhong wants to do, as long as Yue Shen is by my side, that's enough.

He closed the window, blew out the candle, lay down on the bed, and closed his eyes.

A thought was still lingering in his mind.

Tomorrow, once the second barrier is breached, everything will be over, and all will be well.

As Xu Longxiang thought this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly.

Having helped the Moon Goddess Sect overcome such a difficult time, Miss Suxin will surely look at me with new respect, right?

Thinking of this, Xu Longxiang was even more curious about what the Moon Goddess was doing at this moment.

The more he thought about it, the less he could sleep, so he simply sat up and picked up a pot of wine from the table.

Then he took the wine and left the room.

The moonlight was perfect, and he prepared to go find the Moon Goddess for a drink.

He had already come up with all the reasons.

That was to discuss future cooperation between the Moon Goddess Cult and the Northern Territory, as well as development plans.

I believe the Moon Goddess wouldn't refuse, right?

Carrying a wine jug, Xu Longxiang walked towards the Moon Goddess's palace, lost in thought. His mood was as wonderful as the night.

.......

at the same time,

Outside the window, the moon goddess also gazed at the deep night.

She was also thinking about tomorrow.

Tomorrow, the second pass will be breached, and the five people she prepared will "die in battle." Han Zhong will report the victory to the court, which will then believe that the Moon Goddess Sect has suffered a major blow.

She will lead the main force of the Moon Goddess Cult through the secret passage into the dense forest to the north, waiting for an opportunity to rise again.

If she's lucky, even Xu Longxiang and his northern territory will become hers.

A cold smile slowly curved her lips.

Everything is going according to plan.

The Moon Goddess couldn't help but chuckle when she recalled the way Xu Longxiang looked at her.

She had assumed that Xu Longxiang, who was rumored to be so extraordinary, would be a ruthless and unyielding hero, steadfast in his beliefs and unmoved by women.

But now it seems that's all there is to it.

She didn't even use any special methods; she simply met him a few times and treated him to a drink, and he seemed to be completely captivated.

Xu Longxiang is really easy to fool.

Of course, this must be due to her great charm and her ability to understand people's hearts.

The Moon Goddess thought to herself, feeling a little smug.

She has even tailored a training program specifically for Xu Longxiang.

First, she would make him her devoted follower.

Let him indulge in the pleasures of love, gradually losing his vigilance and judgment.

Once he is completely dependent on her, she will gradually draw him into the faith of the Moon Goddess Cult, from man to believer, and from believer to fanatic.

In this way, the North would be completely hers.

By then, the 300,000-strong army in the North will be hers.

These 300,000 iron cavalry are enough to make up for the loss of her 100,000-strong army, and even far exceed it!

A glint of excitement flashed in her eyes, and a cold, determined smile curled at the corners of her lips.

Thinking of this, the Moon Goddess couldn't help but feel a little excited, and tapped her fingers lightly twice on the table.

Just then, there was a soft knock on the door.

A woman in white pushed open the door and entered, kneeling on the ground, her voice soft and respectful.

"Master, Young Master Xu requests an audience."

The moon goddess paused slightly, then couldn't help but laugh.

It's already late at night, I didn't expect Xu Longxiang to still want to come looking for me.

I really can't suppress those restless thoughts in my heart.

She leaned back in her chair, her fingers lightly resting on the armrests, a hint of mockery flashing in her eyes.

She initially wanted to refuse outright, but then changed her mind.

She turned her head slightly, a meaningful smile playing on her lips.

"Go and tell Young Master Xu that I'm about to take a bath and go to bed, so it's inconvenient for us to meet. We can talk tomorrow."

The woman in white lowered her head. "Yes."

The Moon Goddess raised her hand and added a sentence, her voice soft but with a deliberate languor.

"Oh, right, just tell him... to get some rest and not drink too much."

The woman in white nodded, got up, and left.

The moon goddess leaned back in her chair, her smile deepening.

She wasn't rejecting him; she was just stringing him along.

She's too good at manipulating people's hearts.

At this time, it is not advisable to meet with Xu Longxiang frequently, but rather to maintain a distant and ambiguous attitude towards him.

She made him feel like she was right beside him, yet out of reach; she made him feel like she was interested in him, yet he couldn't quite figure her out.

Only in this way will he feel anxious and insecure, and become even more tempted to fall for her.

Moreover, saying that you are going to take a shower and go to bed is also a hint.

Those two words—"take a bath"—would take root in his mind and grow wildly in the dead of night.

It made him unable to resist fantasizing and longing.

As a result, Xu Longxiang will probably have a hard time falling asleep tonight.

The Moon Goddess stood up, walked to the bronze mirror, and looked at the stunningly beautiful face reflected in it.

She raised her hand and gently brushed away the stray hairs at her temples, her smile deepening.

Men are that simple.

Outside the hall, in the corridor.

Xu Longxiang, carrying a pot of wine, stood in front of the Moon Goddess's bedchamber, a hint of expectant smile on his face.

He couldn't sleep tonight; her image filled his mind.

Those eyes, as cold as stars; that face, as white as jade; that curve of the lips when she smiled gently.

He wanted to see her, to drink with her, to hear her talk, even if it was just sitting quietly together without saying a word.

The door opened.

The woman in white stepped forward and bowed in greeting.

"Young Master Xu, the Sect Leader said she's preparing to take a bath and go to bed, so it's inconvenient for us to meet. Let's talk tomorrow. The Sect Leader also said you should get some rest and not drink too much."

Xu Longxiang's hand holding the wine pot stopped, and he was stunned.

He stood there, motionless, like a stone statue whose pressure points had been sealed.

The smile on his face gradually froze, like a lake in winter, freezing from the edge until his entire face was frozen solid.

He opened his mouth, as if to say something, but it felt as if something was blocking his throat, and he couldn't squeeze out a single word.

His hand holding the wine jug slowly lowered, the spout pointing downwards, and the wine overflowed from the mouth of the jug, dripping onto the bluestone slab with a soft "drip-drip" sound.

He stood there, gazing at the tightly closed palace door and the small patch of dim candlelight peeking through the crack.

A complex and indescribable emotion welled up inside me.

There's a sense of loss, like losing something important but not being able to remember what it is.

There is a kind of emptiness, like a piece of your heart has been ripped out, and when the wind blows, it makes a whooshing sound.

He lowered his eyes, took a deep breath, turned around, and walked towards his room.

The pace was slow and heavy, each step feeling like walking on cotton, soft and yielding, with no foothold.

The wine jug was still dripping, drop by drop, leaving a trail of dark, damp marks on the bluestone slab.

His heart, like this, is damp and can't be dried no matter what.

He walked a long way, but the palace door remained unopened.

Xu Longxiang walked to the corner of the corridor, stopped, and did not turn around.

He stood there for a long time.

Then he strode away and disappeared at the end of the corridor.

If Qin Mu were here, seeing this scene, he would definitely laugh and say something.

Look, that person looks like a dog.