Under One Person: The Puppet Immortal in the Tang Sect

He trusted his intuition.

Over the decades, it was this intuition that allowed him to escape death time and time again.

"grown ups."

The voice of a subordinate could be heard from outside the carriage curtain.

"There's a teahouse up ahead. Shall we rest for a while?"

Chiyu Hayakawa opened his eyes.

"No need. Keep going, we need to reach the contact point before dark."

"Yes."

The carriage continued on its way.

Hayakawa Chihiro lifted the car curtain and looked out the window.

The fields, the villages, the distant mountains—everything looked so peaceful.

But the feeling of being watched never disappeared.

He recalled the instructions given by the high priest of the Cursed Guild before his departure.

"In the Eastern Kingdom, our Curse Binding Society has already lost too many people. Even Ryūjū Kōji, whom Ōmikami valued highly, sacrificed himself in the Eastern Kingdom not long ago."

At the Higanbana Yin-Yang Bureau, things have already turned upside down, and the military is also putting pressure on them.

But the mission must be completed. The Great God needs to undergo a triple rebirth, requiring the secrets of those Eastern Kingdom cultivation techniques.

"Remember, although the world of supernatural beings in the Eastern Kingdom is chaotic, it has many experts."

Ryūjū Kōji was too arrogant. He wanted to take advantage of the Quanxing's attack on the mountain to embezzle the results, but ended up getting himself killed.

Your mission this time is to receive the second group of people and ensure their safe arrival at the assembly point.

Hayakawa Chihiro bowed his head in agreement, but inwardly he disagreed.

He had met Ryūjū Kōji before. He was extremely talented, but too greedy, and always wanted to use the Cursed Bound Society's resources for personal gain.

If it weren't for the great god's favor, such a selfish person would have been torn to pieces long ago as a warning to others.

But he was different; he never sought credit and only did his duty.

For this mission, he only needed to do reconnaissance and support; the rest was left to the combat-type "gods".

But this feeling of being watched...

Hayakawa Chihiro closed his eyes again, activating his "Soul Eye" ability at full power.

This time, he not only explored the surface, but also went deep underground.

Several feet underground, there were indeed some faint fluctuations.

But those were nothing more than insects, ants, snakes, and rats; they showed no signs of soul fluctuation or anything unusual.

He opened his eyes, his brows furrowing even more deeply.

……

Deep in the mountains, several kilometers away from the Curse-Binding Society's procession.

A small detection point was established directly inside this deep mountain.

All of this was thanks to the Earth Vein Stone, which allowed the Divine Machine Alliance to establish a stronghold among these rocks without anyone noticing.

Right now, two disciples of the Divine Machine Alliance, dressed in Earth Vein Mystic Armor, are staring at a mirror in front of them, carefully observing and recording.

In the mirror, a faint red dot is slowly moving.

"Target number seven, confirmed. Curse Binding Society detection type superhuman, codename 'Soul Eye'."

A disciple reported in a low voice.

"He just activated his supernatural ability to investigate again, but unfortunately, no matter how hard they try, they'll never know that our power supply piles are buried so deep."

The other disciple nodded.

"The power supply pile is buried thirty feet underground, which is deep enough. Moreover, it is wrapped in insulating material, so his supernatural ability cannot detect it unless it is actively activated. Continue to monitor it and report its location every hour."

The other disciple nodded and faithfully took notes.

The two disciples continued to stare at the magic mirror.

On the mirror, besides that red dot, there were more than a dozen red dots scattered in various places.

Those were all the personnel the Curse Binding Society had sent this time, and the approximate location of each of them had been detected by the ley line energy piles.

The principle of the geothermal energy supply pile is to use the earth's energy to transmit energy.

During his research, Cui Ming discovered that the earth's atmosphere itself has other wonderful uses, and can be used as a detection target.

As long as they are within the coverage area of ​​the earth vein energy supply pile, any extraordinary person walking on the ground will be keenly detected by the earth's energy.

Although we cannot pinpoint the exact location or identify the specific individuals, it is sufficient to grasp their general movements.

The carriage continued on its way.

Hayakawa Chihiro tried hard to convince himself to let go of his doubts.

The people of Dongguo are currently preoccupied with their own problems. It is said that the Sanyi Sect is on the verge of collapse, with Zuo Ruotong critically injured and dying, and more than half of its members dead or wounded.

Other sects were also struggling to cope with the military pressure from the Japanese.

Even if someone notices the Curse Binding Society's actions, so what?

Instead of worrying about that, we should think about the problems within the empire.

The conflict between the Army and the Navy has become increasingly intense.

It is said that the war in Northeast China was bogged down, and the army accused the navy of failing to provide adequate support, while the navy retorted that the army was withholding supplies.

The two sides argued fiercely at the Imperial Conference, and in the end, the Emperor was furious and ordered both sides to reconcile.

The way to reconcile is also very much like that of an empire.

The Army relinquished command of a regiment to a candidate appointed by the Navy.

The Navy pledged to fully support the Army's military operations.

It sounds like both sides are backing down, but Hayakawa Chihiro knows that this is just a temporary way to suppress the conflict.

The Army and Navy have a long-standing feud; how could a single command of a wing resolve it?

However, this will be a good thing for the curse.

The higher-ups are too busy with internal power struggles to pay attention to these "tools".

That's right... it's a tool!

Hayakawa Chihiro's lips curled into a self-deprecating smile.

In the eyes of the Empire, the Inhumans are merely tools.

Whether it's the Onmyoji of the Higanbana Onmyo-ryo or the "God Master" of the Curse-Binding Society, they are essentially no different from those guns, cannons, and chariots.

Provide resources when they are needed, and discard them when they are not.

Ryūjō Koji died, and the military and the Onmyōryō argued back and forth about responsibility, losses, and face, but no one cared about him as a person.

That's why the Cursed Guild has gathered so many Inhumans who are disappointed with the Empire.

The Great God is right, the Empire is not the home of the Otherworlders.

They need to find a new land to build their own home.

The Eastern Kingdom is quite good; it's vast and rich in resources, with numerous sects, and you can easily find a secluded spot deep in the mountains and forests to hide in.

Once they complete the Great God's mission and obtain the secrets of those cultivation techniques, they can completely break away from the empire and live the life they want.

As Hayakawa Chihiro was thinking, the carriage suddenly stopped.

"Sir, there's a situation ahead."

Hayakawa Chihiro lifted the carriage curtain and saw a checkpoint set up on the official road ahead.

Several soldiers in khaki uniforms are inspecting passing pedestrians and vehicles.

Two three-wheeled motorcycles were parked next to the checkpoint, with machine guns mounted on them.

"Imperial army?"

Hayakawa Chihiro frowned.

The subordinate spoke in a low voice.

"It looks like a routine check. Sir, our documents are all in order, there shouldn't be any problem."

Chiyu Hayakawa nodded.

They did indeed have complete documentation; they were purchasing personnel from a company in Jinan, traveling between urban and rural areas to buy mountain products.

The stamps and signatures on the documents were bought at a high price; they are genuine and can withstand scrutiny.

The carriage slowly approached the checkpoint.

A soldier stepped forward, took the identification documents, looked them over, and then looked up at them.

"Get off the train and inspect the carriage."

Hayakawa Chihiro and his subordinates jumped off the train, and the carriage door opened.

Inside were several bags of grain and some cloth, making it look no different from an ordinary merchant's.

Just as the soldiers were about to let them pass, a man who looked like an officer walked over and his gaze fell on Hayakawa Chihiro's face.

"You, take off your hat."

Hayakawa Chihiro felt a pang of anxiety, but remained outwardly calm as he removed his hat.

The officer stared at the pale purple line between his eyebrows.

"what is this?"

Hayakawa Chihiro lowered his head and said.

"Sir, it's a birthmark. I've had it since I was little."