Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 1480 Crimson Tenth Legion
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On an inconspicuous hillside in the central region of the Heaven Dou Empire.

Two composed figures were bathed in the glow of the setting sun.

Ming Xiangyun gazed at the setting sun that had dyed the sky crimson gold and slowly said, "Brother Li, I didn't expect that your Tenth Legion would be the one to be dispatched for this mission."

Li Lingfeng glanced sideways at Ming Xiangyun's profile and asked, "Brother Ming, you don't sound too happy?"

Ming Xiangyun smiled as usual: "How could that be? I'm overjoyed that you can lead the team yourself."

Li Lingfeng's lips twitched, his voice revealing little emotion: "I thought you were disappointed, brother, that it wasn't the Ninth Legion that came."

Ming Xiangyun's smile faded slightly, and he looked towards the distant wilderness. After a moment of silence, he said, "Brother, you're overthinking it."

"But... the incident between Brother Wufeng and the Demon Dragon Legion made me think a lot."

Li Lingfeng did not respond immediately, and the evening breeze lifted their robes.

After a while, he asked in a low voice, "Brother... what are your thoughts?"

Ming Xiangyun's voice was calm and thoughtful: "Brother Wufeng's actions seem to have been quite effective several times."

"But with each operation, doesn't it also increase the risk of exposure?"

"As a result, the Chen family caught them by the tail and attacked, causing the Demon Dragon Legion to suffer heavy losses... The price was too high."

Li Lingfeng's expression darkened noticeably, and a hint of gloom appeared in his eyes: "This is indeed a weakness that we cannot avoid."

Ming Xiangyun raised his hand and patted Li Lingfeng on the shoulder. He understood that these words touched on the pain that the other family had suffered in the last great war.

Ming Xiangyun looked into Li Lingfeng's eyes, his tone becoming somewhat deep: "So, brother, I've been thinking, before the time for the Holy War to truly break out in full force, is it really appropriate for our Holy Church to be taking such frequent actions and showing its face like this? Isn't this... a bit too early?"

Li Lingfeng subconsciously glanced around at the empty fields before lowering his voice and saying, "Brother, this kind of problem... is not something we people on missions should be thinking about. The higher-ups have their own arrangements."

Ming Xiangyun seemed to realize his slip of the tongue, laughed, and put away his serious expression: "That's right, I was just venting to my own brother."

Li Lingfeng let out a soft breath: "Judging from what you just said, if it weren't for this mission order, you were probably planning to stay quiet and lie low for a while?"

"That's roughly the idea." Ming Xiangyun nodded, then changed the subject, his expression becoming more sincere, "Let's not talk about this anymore."

"Brother, your achievement of becoming a Title Douluo is truly a joyous occasion and deserves a proper celebration!"

Li Lingfeng waved his hand, his tone calm: "I am grateful for the Sect Leader's trust in giving me the opportunity to activate the 'Death Spiral Formation'."

"I was just lucky. With the help of the formation, I barely passed the test of the three stages of the title conferment. It's nothing special."

Ming Xiangyun said solemnly, "Having an array to assist you is a stroke of luck, but I believe that with your foundation and talent, you will definitely be able to overcome the hurdle of becoming a Title Douluo even without this array!"

He paused, then continued with a hint of agreement: "In your generation, the Li family is indeed showing signs of a resurgence."

Li Lingfeng gave a wry smile and shook his head: "We are still far from 'rising'. Although the family has recovered some of its strength, there are still many eyes on us in the Holy Sect."

He looked at Ming Xiangyun and said more sincerely, "Speaking of which, we have to thank you for your help to the Li family over the years."

Ming Xiangyun snorted coldly, clearly dissatisfied: "Hmph, some people just can't stand to see others do well, and they're always causing internal strife."

With an unwavering determination on his face, Ming Xiangyun looked at Li Lingfeng and said, "This time, the sect leader personally appointed you as the leader of the Dead Soul Legion. This position is based on solid strength."

"Those who are secretly envious and complaining in private are nothing more than the rage of incompetent people. Let them bark a few times in the shadows and that's it."

He patted Li Lingfeng again and said in a deep voice, "The Li family and the Ming family have been friends for generations, always advancing and retreating together. We are 'sword and armor as one,' with a long and rich history. If I don't help you, brother, who else can I help?"

Li Lingfeng felt a warmth in his heart at the words "Who else can I help?" and nodded vigorously.

He didn't say anything more polite; the trust and friendship that had weathered the storms of life needed no further words.

Ming Xiangyun suppressed his emotions, his gaze sharpening once more, piercing the twilight to gaze upon the dark silhouette of Tian Dou City, like a lurking behemoth. "So, this time, regarding Tian Dou City..."

He only said half of what he meant, but the weight of his words was enough to make Li Lingfeng instantly become serious.

Li Lingfeng's eyes sharpened, and he took over the conversation, his voice lowering even more deeply: "Don't worry, brother."

"The first to arrive this time are the 'Grey Serpents,' who are the most skilled in stealth, concealment, and intelligence infiltration within our Tenth Dead Soul Legion."

He paused slightly, then added, "Unless one specializes in mental perception or possesses a unique soul-detecting skill, finding them is extremely difficult."

"Moreover, they are performing purely visual and auditory tasks."

"Record, observe, and transmit without ever touching or intervening in any way."

Ming Xiangyun nodded slowly, clearly satisfied with the arrangement. "Our target here is that young man from the Chen family, Chen Xiaojun, and his new generation, right?"

Mentioning this name, a complex shadow crossed the depths of Li Lingfeng's eyes, containing both deep apprehension and a hint of... gravity that was barely perceptible.

He nodded silently.

This name represents not only the rising star of the Chen family, but also the key family that almost brought down the previous generation of his Li family!
This entanglement is etched in my memory.

"The younger generation is troublesome..." Ming Xiangyun frowned slightly, his gaze seemingly fixed on something further away, as if he were recalling something.

Beneath Li Lingfeng's sharp, sword-like eyebrows, his eyes were as sharp as a blade: "In recent years, the Chen family's power has expanded too rapidly."

"Our plans have repeatedly failed at their hands, resulting in heavy losses."

"The situations in Hanhai City and Chang'an City could perhaps be attributed to coincidences or encounters, but the Yan family's situation, coupled with their systematic purge of our forces in Fasno Province and the Barak Kingdom... this is clearly a targeted attack."

"The headquarters recognized this point, which is why it decided to launch this counterattack at this opportune moment, in order to reverse the decline and boost morale."

Ming Xiangyun shook his head, his tone filled with unprecedented vigilance, "The Chen family in this generation is full of hidden talents... their hidden strength has long surpassed that of ordinary families."

"When dealing with them, you can't afford to make a single mistake."

"The people we send must be cautious and clean enough."

Li Lingfeng took a deep breath of the cool night breeze in the mountains and said in a deep voice, "I understand. Before we set off, I repeatedly emphasized the bottom line of the mission—to act as a mirror, not to get our hands dirty!"

“Any thought or even the slightest hint of harming the target or those around him must be nipped in the bud.”

"The mission can be summed up in two words: watch, Hutchison."

"Hmm," Ming Xiangyun responded, but his expression did not completely relax.

He was well aware of the deep-seated blood feud between the Li family and Chen Xiaojun.

His biggest worry was that one of Li Lingfeng's subordinates, blinded by hatred, might ruin everything.

Perhaps sensing the lingering worry in Ming Xiangyun's eyes, Li Lingfeng suddenly tugged at the corners of his mouth, revealing a chilling smile: "Do you think I would allow any mistake to ruin the 'Seed Project' personally entrusted by the Sect Leader?"

His eyes were sharp as knives. "Even if he is my confidant, if he dares to break the rules, I will personally skin him alive."

This chilling killing intent and determination seemed to make the surrounding air seem a few degrees colder.

Ming Xiangyun stared at him for a moment, then slowly nodded, the tension in his heart easing slightly.

He never doubted his brother's ruthlessness and sense of proportion.

"It's almost time." Ming Xiangyun took one last look at the sky. The last blood-red sunset had completely sunk below the horizon, and the deep, boundless night was quietly pressing in from all directions.

The evening breeze, carrying the coolness of early autumn, swept across the hillside.

(End of this chapter)