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Ye Huan briefly recounted the situation surrounding Zhao Ziyu's departure to Weiyang. He was worried that Ye Huan might blame him for not stopping her, so he cautiously lifted his head and studied Ye Huan's expression, hoping to glean some insight from his face.
However, Weiyang soon abandoned this futile endeavor. Upon hearing Ye Huan's account of events, he realized that Ye Huan appeared much calmer now that Zhao Ziyu was gone, as if he had anticipated this outcome all along.
"Those who are meant to leave will eventually do so; I just wonder where she is now."
With a soft sigh, Ye Huan withheld certain thoughts from Weiyang. As for Zhao Ziyu's departure, it had long been expected by Ye Huan. After all, Zhao Ziyu was the Empress of Huaxia Nation.
As the nominal supreme ruler of Huaxia Nation, Zhao Ziyu might not be overly concerned about the throne and power, but she still possessed her pride. After encountering crises once or twice with Ye Huan's support, she might eventually feel like a burden to him. This mindset often leads to irrational actions, such as leaving without a word.
Worried about whether Zhao Ziyu might encounter danger, especially with the potential conflict between Dragon Hall members and the cultivators from Eastern State looming, Ye Huan could only set aside thoughts of Zhao Ziyu for now. He turned to Weiyang and instructed, "Weiyang, stop standing there like a fool. Go check if the weapons in the Arms Vault are still there..."
"Yes."
Nodding in acknowledgment, Weiyang refrained from bringing up any topics related to Zhao Ziyu and hurried toward the location of the Dragon Hall Arms Vault.
The Arms Vault had originally been an idea proposed by Ye Huan. As a summoner capable of conjuring numerous arms for Dragon Hall members to use, how to store these arms became one of the first issues Dragon Hall faced after establishing itself in Tianyue City. During the three months when Ye Huan fell into a coma after absorbing Holy Dragon blood, the Arms Vault was established under Zuo Yi and others' arrangements following a period of conflict. It housed all the arms used by Dragon Hall members daily, including several military Hummers that Ye Huan had specifically set aside for them.
Weiyang rushed to the Arms Vault. When he pulled open its tightly shut door, he found not only the most conspicuous Military Hummers missing but also all the firearms and ammunition used by Dragon Hall members for practice had vanished completely. It seemed they had been taken by Dragon Hall members without a trace.
Meanwhile, at the front entrance of Dragon Hall Headquarters, after Weiyang left, Ye Huan slowly took out his Summoning Book and attempted to draw forth some Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy from it to repair his damaged meridians. Unfortunately, despite his efforts for quite some time, no trace of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy could be summoned from the book; repairing human meridians was an enormous task that seemed impossible.
Of course, Ye Huan had considered consuming various arms to aid in his recovery. However, if he did so, there was no guarantee that a large influx of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy would repair his damaged meridians. The most likely outcome was that he would be unable to control the energy within him properly, causing it to run rampant and create widespread destruction.
"At least the Summoning Book is functioning normally..."
Ye Huan found himself at a loss with his own body. In desperation, he placed all his hopes on the Summoning Book. Just as he was about to investigate how much Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy was contained within it, Weiyang, who had rushed to the Arms storage, hurried back from a distance, shouting, "Young Master, something's wrong! All the weapons in the Arms storage have disappeared!"
A chill ran down Ye Huan's spine.
It felt as if someone had struck him hard in the chest with a hammer. He knew that the situation he dreaded most had now become his reality. Anxiety began to creep in, and he lost interest in checking the remaining Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy in the Summoning Book. Instead, he summoned a pure black Apache Attack Helicopter. Judging by its appearance, it seemed to be one of the modified weapons from the Arms storage.
"Weiyang, let's go."
Without any interest in examining whether this Apache Attack Helicopter had any modifications beyond its ominous exterior, Ye Huan waved to Weiyang and climbed into the cockpit. He piloted the Apache Attack Helicopter toward the southeast of Huaxia Nation.
...
Nine Gates Town was a small town located over fifty miles east of Tidewatch Town. According to the elderly residents, Nine Gates Town didn't have a name until about twenty years ago when an old fortune teller visited. Upon discovering that there were exactly nine earthen mounds surrounding the town, resembling city walls, he whimsically named it Nine Gates Town. Over time, influenced by this fortune teller, the townspeople became accustomed to calling it Nine Gates Town.
However, today, Nine Gates Town suddenly welcomed a group of peculiar individuals. They were strange; their mounts were odd, their weapons unusual, and even their clothing was completely out of place compared to what was commonly seen in Jiuzhou. Some even wore hats that resembled duck tails, which left the ordinary townsfolk—who rarely saw outsiders—astonished. They whispered among themselves while pointing:
"Look! What are those things they're riding? And what are those weapons? They look like long sticks!"
"Who should I ask? Usually, we don't see anyone in Nine Gates Town; why are there suddenly hundreds of outsiders today? Could they be bandits?"
Bandits...
Someone in the crowd uttered this word, and nearly all the onlookers' faces turned pale. Recently, due to unrest within Huaxia Nation and food shortages, many had resorted to banditry for survival. The demeanor of this group clearly resembled that of bandits—silent and waiting to strike without warning. Just the thought sent many townsfolk into a panic.
"Should we notify the guards in town?"
Among the onlookers, a young man who was not very old might still be unaware of what a large number of Bandits meant for a small town. He kept muttering to himself, hesitating about whether to inform the hundred or so Guards in the town. Just then, he heard someone next to him call out, "Look! There’s a Sword Immortal in the sky!"
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