Chapter 438: Chapter Four Hundred Thirty-Four: Us

“So, that’s how it is.” An understanding dawned on Du Sha. No wonder Mi Zhen was so urgent, even willing to pay such substantial resources. It must be because a catastrophe is looming, and the Mi Clan desires the Red Cloud Mountain under his control.

Combining this with what Du Ziteng had reported to him several months earlier, Du Sha understood Tang Luo’s purpose for this visit. If Mi Zhen was tempting him, then this son of the Tang Clan was here to threaten him. Shaking his head reluctantly, Du Sha said calmly, “Even so, the Du Family will not merge with the Tang Clan.”

Although this was Du Sha’s first meeting with Tang Luo, he had favorable impressions of this young man who abolished the centuries-old no-tillage order in Xiling at such a young age. Therefore, he remained courteous even under the assumption that Tang Luo had some ulterior motives.

“Head of Du Family, you misunderstand. This time, I am not here on behalf of the Tang Clan.” Tang Luo stared at Du Sha seriously, “I am here on behalf of the people of Xiling, asking the Du family to lift the mountain ban to allow them to seek refuge in the mountains during the disaster.”

Du Sha was taken aback, not understanding Tang Luo’s words. As a city built by the Lingjiang Waterway, it often experienced major floods every few years, sometimes even reaching an adult’s chest. Due to the cutting-edge Lingjiang Waterway system, no matter how great the flood, it would eventually recede. Why would they need to seek refuge in the mountains?

Seeing Du Sha’s expression, Tang Luo knew he hadn’t grasped the difference between this flood and the ones in past years. After glancing left and right, Tang Luo’s gaze fell upon a map on the south wall of the council hall. Standing up, he moved to the map, pointing to the confluence of Longjiang and Lingjiang, and told Du Sha, “The reason why the water level of Lingjiang, which is a tributary of Longjiang, is stable is due to the three mountains at the river mouth acting as a floodgate that blocks the rushing water of Longjiang.” “And now, unceasing torrential rain has caused Longjiang’s water level to soar. The already flood-stricken Chengzhou is flooded once again. By the time the heightened water level reaches the mouth of Lingjiang, the three usual mountainous flood barriers have collapsed!”

Du Sha’s face darkened as he quickly stood and moved to the map. He stared closely at the place where Tang Luo’s finger was, not fully understanding how the three mountains, which seemed to have existed since the beginning of time, had suddenly collapsed. “So you mean, the flood from Longjiang has poured into Lingjiang?”

mountains towards Longjiang, “These three mountains didn’t collapse towards Lingjiang. They collapsed towards Longjiang, which led to the rampaging floodwaters changing their course, directly flooding into Lingjiang. The city of Zhangtong, located by the river mouth, failed to evacuate in time. Hundreds of thousands of residents were swept away by the flood, their survival unknown.” Du Sha’s face paled even further. The width of Longjiang is

more than

barrier of the three mountains, the river would inevitably carve new paths. Regions of lower elevation would become lakes, and Xiling City would

incapable of withstanding the force of the flood, they should have collapsed towards Lingjiang. The

belonged to the Tang Clan. Although they stretched for hundreds of miles, they were forbidden lands for the common people. The lonely mountains in the south belonged to the Mi Clan and were the dwelling places of divine birds and feathered guards. Of the remaining mountains, Red Cloud Mountain was the most majestic and broad, and the red crystal mountains were sturdier than the common

strongest individual to transcend the Mortal Realm in Xiling, he should be united with the Tang Clan against their common enemy.

Du Family, would care about the lives of the people of

still had an air of childish innocence on his face. Yet his serious and solemn

knows what the clans are truly like better than Tang Luo. At this moment, there were no less than a handful of clans in Xiling who knew about the impending flood. And yet, as

was not as terrifying as it seemed, particularly if they were

and artisans who, under the command of warriors, could dig out

sky and split mountains, the flood was nothing more than a beautiful scene

Tang Luo didn’t mind the flood, because he

of Xiling, what about the average civilians whose Cultivation was only at the pinnacle of the Mortal Realm and who were just marginally stronger than

surrounding mountains were controlled by clans, offering no refuge for the common people, let alone

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