Under One Person: The Puppet Immortal in the Tang Sect

The officer stared at him for a moment, then waved him away dismissively.

"Get lost."

The carriage resumed its journey. After traveling some distance, a subordinate whispered.

"My lord, just now..."

"I know."

Hayakawa Chihiro interrupted him.

"The officer noticed my markings. But he didn't investigate further, which means it was just routine and not directed at us."

He paused, a shadow passing over his eyes.

"But this also reminds me that the East is now a war zone, and we may encounter checkpoints anywhere. I told the others to try to take back roads and avoid checkpoints."

"Yes."

As night fell, the carriage arrived at a remote mountain village.

This is a pre-arranged contact point of the Curse Binding Society. On the surface, it is an ordinary farmhouse, but in reality, it is a base that provides cover for infiltrators.

When Hayakawa Chihiro got out of the car, there were already two people waiting in the yard.

"Hayakawa-sama."

A burly, bald man approached; he was Iwata Heavy Industries, one of the main combat forces in this operation, known as "Fudo Myo-o" (Immovable King).

His superpower is physical enhancement to the extreme, making him invulnerable to blades and spears, and possessing immense strength.

The other one was thin and had a sinister face; he was Yoshida Shuichi, who was skilled in curse magic.

His special ability is called "Word Spirit," which allows him to cast curses through words, causing people to fall victim to them without them even realizing it.

"Having a safe journey?"

Iwata asked.

Chiyu Hayakawa shook his head.

"Things aren't peaceful. I have a feeling that someone is watching us."

Iwata and Yoshida exchanged a glance. Yoshida said in a sinister tone.

"Someone's watching? You can't even detect it with your 'soul eye'?"

"Cannot be detected."

Hayakawa Chihiro frowned.

"That's why it's even more suspicious. I suspect that someone in the East has already noticed us."

Iwata disagreed.

"So what if they noticed? The Sanyi Sect is almost wiped out, Zuo Ruotong is seriously injured and waiting to die, and other sects are too busy to take care of themselves. Even if someone wanted to help, they wouldn't have the ability."

Chiyu Hayakawa shook his head.

"Don't forget how Ryūju Kōji died. That Cui Ming from the Divine Machine Alliance is no ordinary person. If the Divine Machine Alliance is secretly watching us..."

"So what if we keep an eye on them?"

Iwata gave a cold smile.

"Tatsuki Koji is asking for trouble, he's just creating unnecessary complications. We won't cause trouble, we'll just provide backup."

Once everyone has arrived, head straight to the Trinity Gate, grab the items, and leave. No matter how powerful the Divine Machine Alliance is, can they predict the future?

Hayakawa Chihiro remained silent for a moment, then nodded.

"That's all we can do."

He looked out the window. Night had fallen, the mountain village was quiet, with only the occasional bark of a dog.

That inexplicable feeling of being watched still lingers.

Meanwhile, thousands of miles away.

Lushun Port, a Japanese military base.

A black sedan drove into the military camp and stopped in front of the command post.

The car door opened, and a middle-aged man dressed in a naval admiral's uniform stepped out.

His face was stern, his eyes sharp, and the gold leaf on his epaulets gleamed under the light.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a general.

The guards at the gate immediately stood at attention and saluted.

General Yamashita nodded slightly and strode into the command post.

Inside the command post, several army officers were waiting.

The leader was a lieutenant general in his fifties, who forced a smile when he saw Yamashita enter.

"Yamashita-kun, you must be tired from your journey."

General Yamashita nodded slightly.

"Tanaka-kun, enough with the small talk. I'm here by order of General Headquarters to take command of the 37th Regiment. Are the handover procedures ready?"

Lieutenant General Tanaka's smile froze for a moment, then returned to normal.

"It's ready, it's ready. Please have a seat, Mr. Yamashita. I'll have someone bring it right away."

A moment later, the document was presented.

General Yamashita carefully reviewed the document, and after confirming that everything was correct, he signed his name.

Lieutenant General Tanaka looked at the signature, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

After the handover was completed, he tentatively asked.

"Yamashita-kun, I heard things aren't going too well with the Navy lately?"

General Yamashita looked up at him.

"What do you mean?"

Tanaka chuckled twice.

"Nothing much, I just heard that the navy sent planes to bomb something called Sanyi Gate a few days ago, but only one of the thirteen planes returned, and it even crashed on the aircraft carrier. The commander... I think his name was something, he's missing?"

General Yamashita's expression remained unchanged.

"Tanaka-kun is well-informed. However, that's a naval matter, so it's not convenient to discuss it further."

Tanaka, having been rebuffed, sheepishly stopped asking questions.

General Yamashita stood up.

"Handover complete. I'm off to the 37th Regiment's base now. Goodbye, Tanaka-kun."

He turned and left, his steps steady, his eyes fixed straight ahead.

I walked out of the command center, got into the car, and closed the door.

The black sedan drove out of the military camp and disappeared into the night.

Inside the car, General Yamashita closed his eyes to rest for a moment, then suddenly opened them.

A strange smile curved at the corner of his mouth.

"The 37th Regiment".

He muttered to himself, his voice exactly the same as Yamashita Tomoyuki's.

"From now on, this regiment is under 'our' command."

The driver didn't turn around, but simply nodded slightly.

The driver's face was reflected in the rearview mirror, and it looked exactly like Li Muxuan.

Meanwhile, General Yamashita, sitting in the back seat, had a series of facial movements, and in an instant, his face changed to that of a thousand faces.

"How's the situation on Nameless's side?"

A thousand questions.

Li Muxuan said in a low voice.

"We've already infiltrated the base and are gathering intelligence. We should be able to pinpoint the location of the second batch of Curse Binding Society members soon."

A thousand faces nodded.

"Alright. Tell the hall master to get ready; the big fish is about to take the bait."

The car drove into the night and disappeared at the end of the official road.

Trinity Gate, Bunker.

Cui Ming stood in front of the magic mirror, looking at the dense red dots on it, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

“They’re all here,” he said softly. “Come on, the more the better.”

Behind her, Zuo Ruotong walked slowly over, looking at the light spots on the mirror.

When exactly will we take action?

Cui Ming thought for a moment.

"Wait three more days. Wait until they've assembled, until they think everything is going smoothly, until they step through the gates of the Trinity..."

He turned around and looked at the Trinity Gate ghosts floating in mid-air.

"We'll give them a big gift then."

The spirits nodded in unison, their eyes gleaming with white light.

Their Soul-Nourishing Robes have been replaced with a new model of Mystic Armor. Although it is only a semi-finished product, it is enough to allow them to move freely in battle.

Shuiyun stood at the front, her prosthetic eye in her left eye glowing slightly.

Chapter 249 Simple and Honest Folk Customs