Early the next morning, Han Qianqian was sleeping.
The first night that Su Yingxia left, Han Qianqian was both worried and missed, and only managed to fall asleep late at night, so naturally he was still in dreamland in the morning.
Although there were many things to do after the war, Fu Mang knew that Han Qianqian was bound to be sad last night, so he went off on his own early to take care of many of the aftermath matters.
There were quite a few newcomers to the Mystic Alliance, at least the previous competition between the Fu Ye alliance and the army was basically a graft for Han Qianqian, and most of those who had come in admiration had chosen to join the Mystic Alliance by now.
After all, Han Qianqian and the Fu Ye alliance army, the high and low, and Han Qianqian's initial mystic identity, is even more powerful in the eight worlds, naturally attracting many people to join.
Wang Simin had already come to say hello in advance last night, and early this morning, the Wang family officially joined the Mystic Alliance and took command of the front army of the Middle Temple, with the establishment of the front army temporarily occupied by the newcomers who had joined from Tianhu City.
Fu Mang intended to integrate and train this group of people, and then arrange for them to go to the Voidless Clan to temporarily help the Voidless Clan with their guarding.
This would also be considered a branch and a base for the Mystic Alliance.
After finishing the registration, Fu Mang handed over the integrated group to Wang Dong, and then went upstairs to look for Han Qianqian.
But at that moment, Han Qianqian was already up and sitting at the table, carefully studying a map.
"You're awake? Why don't you rest a little longer." Fu Mang walked into the room and smiled.
Han Qianqian smiled gently and said blandly, "You're busy early in the morning, how can I, the alliance leader, be bothered to rest?"
"You can't say that, you are always in the lead when it comes to fighting, when you are done fighting you should rest, you deserve it." When Fu Mang finished speaking, he sat beside Han Qianqian and saw him studying the map, so he wondered, "What are you doing looking at the map?"
"Studying the next step." Han Qianqian laughed.
"So soon?" Fu Mang wondered.
Having only just won a battle, and not a small one at that, it was a good opportunity to recuperate and develop, and with the current strength in numbers of the Mystic Alliance, it was still far from being able to take the initiative.
"If you want to live, you have to use your fists to protect yourself, and if you want to live in peace, you have to raise the stick in your hands, a truth that I understood when I came to the Eightfold World." Han Qianqian said coldly.
Han Qianqian wanted to live in peace with Su Yingxia, but who in fact would let them live in peace?!
If they wanted to live in peace, the only way was a strong fist and superior strength. Besides, Han Qianqian had yet to avenge the murder of his chess and the hatred of his poisoned daughter!
Since these enemies were the top people in this world, it would be better to disrupt the order of this world.
"The Eternal Sea and the Pill God Pavilion will definitely not give up, so it's better for us to sit back and wait for death than to take the initiative." Han Qianqian finished and pointed at the map.
"You want to take all the cities around Immortal Spirit Island?"
"At least take one or two. Later on, as our numbers grow, we will naturally have more access, and sooner or later Immortal Spirit Island will be exposed even if it is hidden. Strategically speaking, isolated islands are easy to defend and hard to attack, but the problem is that it's also simply impossible to expand outwards." Han Qianqian pointed his finger at the map and analysed the situation in detail.
"If we can take these two cities, we can form horns to the left and right of each other, while lengthening the battle line, and there are even a few other neutral cities ahead that can serve as strategic buffer zones, so if the Pill God Pavilion or other forces want to sneak up on us, they won't have any chance at all."
Fu Mang did not deny what Han Qianqian had said, being able to take the two nearest cities on Immortal Spirit Island would indeed greatly expand the strategic depth, but Fu Mang also understood that these two cities were very difficult to obtain.
"These cities around Immortal Spirit Island are remote from the centre, but they are settled and have developed over the years, and are extremely powerful. Not to mention us, even when the Pill God Pavilion was first established, it destroyed cities everywhere, but it always developed in the southeast and southwest, and never dared to get its hands on the four polar regions, east, west, north and south. Secondly, the cities in these four polar regions are often inhabited by strange people, and we are not familiar with them, so I am afraid it will not be an easy task." Fu Mang wondered.
"I've also taken this into consideration, let's see first when we go back." Han Qianqian said.
Fu Mang was about to nod, but at that moment, the door of the room was violently pushed open by one of his men, and Fu Mang immediately frowned: "What are you doing?
Han Qianqian waved his hand, indicating that Fu Mang did not need to do so, and politely said to his men, "What is the matter?"
"Report to ...... report to the alliance master, the big ...... event is not good, you ...... better go down and take a look first." The handlers panted and said urgently.
Han Qianqian and Fu Mang frowned at each other and ran towards downstairs with a few steps.
At the downstairs hall, a group of disciples had already formed a huge circle, not knowing what was surrounding the middle.
"All go away, the League Master is here." The handlers shouted.
The group of disciples hurriedly made a way for Han Qianqian.
When the crowd moved aside, Han Qianqian and the two of them took a glance and saw what they were gathered around.
It was two simple tables, the tops of which were already covered in blood, and Jiang Hu Bai Xiao Sheng was lying on the table almost dying.
As Han Qianqian walked quickly, he couldn't help but glance outside, above the inn street, the Lin Long was swaying in mid-air, seemingly on the verge of falling down at any moment, the silver light on his body was dull and incomparable.
"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Han Qianqian took a few steps to the table, and an energy struck directly into Jiang Hu Bai Xiao Sheng's body.
"Poof!"
As the energy entered his body, a mouthful of black blood immediately spurted out from Jiang Hu Bai Xiao Sheng, but after only a few struggles, the entire person fell back into unconsciousness.
"Fu Mang, you take care of him." As soon as Han Qianqian's words fell, he pushed through the crowd and flew straight outside in mid-air.
At this moment, he had the wind at his feet and was as fast as lightning.
Han Qianqian's heart even rose with a hint of vague worry!
In mid-air, the Lin Long's body was covered in bruises, but Han Qianqian still punched an energy into its body.
With Han Qianqian's energy, the dragon's silver light finally stabilised.
"What's wrong? What is happening?"
"Three thousand, something's wrong ......," the Lin Long spoke with difficulty, its huge injury making it completely speechless from the pain, but its will told it that it had to hold on.
"We were on our way back to Immortal Spirit Island and were ambushed!"
"What?!" Han Qianqian was instantly shocked, his whole being was unbelievable, "That's impossible, the route is hidden, you guys even split up and marched backwards and forwards, how could you be ambushed?"
"There's a mole!" Lin Long endured the pain and said, "There is a mole inside us, revealing our movements, the other side had already set up an ambush when we were on the road."