Chapter 61: I Laugh at Luo Feng’s Lack of Wisdom!
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“Report, sir!”
“The secret canal… the secret canal has exploded!”
“The magic formation has collapsed!”
The final announcement struck like thunder on a clear day.
Meikawa Daiko suddenly sat down, at a complete loss.
Who am I?
Where am I?
What am I doing?
Meikawa Daiko felt his mind go blank.
Where was the promised great victory?
The enemy had retreated into their own defensive tower—how could they possibly lose?!
His plan was flawless.
No one could have seen through it!
…
The leader was bewildered, and the subordinates followed suit.
At this moment, however, a clever person stepped forward.
“Master Meikawa!”
“Please, make a decisive order! Shall we fight or stay?”
On the right, a lantern-wielding foreigner stammered, as if tongue-tied.
Meikawa Daiko snapped out of his stupor and waved his hand, declaring, “I have already made my decision—do not panic!”
He feigned contemplation, but inwardly he was anxious and uneasy, desperately searching for an escape.
On the surface, he appeared calm as an old hound, but inside he was in turmoil.
Just then, another foreigner with blue eyes rushed in, speaking awkward Japanese:
“Under the secret canal, countless explosives and poisons were hidden. Now, they have turned to toxic gas, as if alive, chasing us!”
At that moment, a passionate Japanese foreigner shouted, “Master, let us sacrifice ourselves to summon the Eight-Headed Serpent!”
“Sacrifice? All you know is sacrifice!”
Meikawa Daiko felt a deep pain towards the speaker.
How could he, the head of the Meikawa family, sacrifice himself? There were wonderful days still ahead for him.
But he dared not express these feelings, fearing that the impulsive, dull-witted foreigners might rush up and kill him.
Meikawa Daiko’s eyes darted, and he shouted, “If we perform the blood ritual now, the summoned Eight-Headed Serpent will not be powerful!”
“We can go elsewhere for a temporary blood ritual…”
At this point, a Japanese foreigner with red hair spoke haltingly in Japanese:
“Twenty miles east of the main road in Ping’an City, there is a town with tens of thousands of people!”
Meikawa Daiko’s eyes lit up.
…
“Later, you must stick close to me.”
Luo Feng instructed carefully. He hadn’t studied Japanese, so he had deliberately found a translator.
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Thanks to Luo Feng’s divine insight, although he hadn’t learned Japanese, he could repeat and convey everything perfectly.
The young foreigner from the Jia family, excited, clasped his fists and saluted, “As you command!”
Thinking further, Jia Zhiyuan respectfully said, “Master, I know eight languages. If you need anything in the future, just ask!”
Luo Feng smiled warmly, flicking his robe.
The two walked slowly toward the Japanese main camp.
They were now only a mile away from the enemy base.
Reflecting on the past, Luo Feng muttered, “To do great things yet cling to life, to seek small gain and lose righteousness.”
He had thought Meikawa Daiko was a Cao Cao, but he turned out to be a Yuan Shao.
No, not even as clever as Yuan Shao, who at least was resourceful.
Despite his words, caution was still necessary.
Luo Feng withdrew his divine senses from the many supporting foreigners.
He increased surveillance around Meikawa Daiko to a hundred senses.
Comprehensive, without any blind spots.
Even the wise can make mistakes; even the foolish can have a stroke of luck.
Vigilance was essential!
After the secret canal was destroyed, Meikawa Daiko had no solution and refused to sacrifice himself.
He could only flee, following the directions of the red-haired foreigner, heading east of Ping’an City, employing every secret art and strange technique, barely keeping his legs intact.
As the distance from Ping’an City grew, the flames receded, and the sounds of battle faded, Meikawa Daiko finally calmed his nerves and asked, “Where are we?”
The lantern-wielding Japanese foreigner replied dryly, “This is east of Ping’an City, about ten miles from the main town.”
Seeing the dense trees and treacherous mountains around him, Meikawa Daiko could not help but laugh aloud.
The lantern-wielding foreigner asked, “Why does Master Meikawa laugh?”
Meikawa Daiko replied, “I do not laugh at others, I laugh only at Luo Feng’s lack of wit, a Heavenly Master lacking intelligence.”
“If there were an ambush here, we would all perish!”
Many Japanese foreigners echoed his laughter.
The lantern-wielding foreigner forced a smile, as if dragged out by others.
Dryly, he said, “You guessed right!”
He produced a fire packet and tossed it behind him.
Immediately, explosives erupted, flames surged like an ocean, the earth turned upside down, and dragons raged beneath the ground.
Meikawa Daiko’s group, unprepared, suffered heavy casualties.
Coming to his senses, Meikawa Daiko exclaimed in terror, “He’s actually a traitor!”
At this moment, a blue-eyed Japanese foreigner said dryly, “Master, let’s hurry.”
“We’ll take a shortcut to the west…”
In the chaos, Meikawa Daiko lost his composure, nodded, and said, “Go!”
To the west lay mountains, and upon reaching a valley, Meikawa Daiko looked behind—no pursuers were in sight. He stopped, breathing a sigh of relief.
He sat beneath sparse woods and laughed aloud.
The blue-eyed foreigner asked, “Just now, Master laughed at Luo Feng’s lack of wit, the Heavenly Master lacking intelligence, which drew an ambush and heavy casualties. Why laugh now?”
Meikawa Daiko laughed heartily, “I laugh at Luo Feng and the Heavenly Master for their lack of stratagem. There is no one of true virtue left in China!”
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“This valley is surrounded on three sides, nearly impenetrable. If there’s another ambush, even if we escape with our lives, we’ll surely be gravely wounded.”
The Japanese foreigners laughed along, easing their tension.
The blue-eyed foreigner managed a smile—awkward, but more practiced than the lantern-wielder.
Suddenly, explosives erupted, flames surged like an ocean, the earth turned upside down, and dragons raged beneath the ground.
Meikawa Daiko’s group, badly wounded, fled.
Traitors—again, traitors!
But Meikawa Daiko could not fathom why those two foreigners, born and bred in Japan, had conspired with the Demon-Slaying Alliance and betrayed him.
After traveling a few more miles, the town described by the red-haired foreigner appeared.
Meikawa Daiko felt immense relief and grasped the red-haired foreigner’s hand, saying, “Of all of you, I trust you the most!”
The Japanese red-haired foreigner nodded stiffly, offering a smile.
This smile was much more natural.
Just as they were about to reach the town, Meikawa Daiko’s old habit resurfaced—he laughed again.
But this time, none of the Japanese foreigners joined in.
The atmosphere was extremely awkward.
The red-haired foreigner, in a familiar tone, asked dryly, “Why do you laugh, sir?”
All the Japanese foreigners halted.
If looks could kill, Meikawa Daiko would have died a thousand deaths.
He swallowed nervously and stammered, “No other reason, just felt like laughing.”
Suddenly, explosives erupted, flames surged like an ocean, the earth turned upside down, and dragons raged beneath the ground.
Meikawa Daiko’s group was utterly annihilated.
…
A mile away, the young Jia family foreigner serving as translator was extremely excited.
Because, as a translator, he could also ask questions.
This was a great opportunity.
Jia Zhiyuan asked excitedly, “Master Luo, your mastery of divine sense is unparalleled.”
“I wonder, how profound is your skill in true energy?”
Luo Feng smiled gently, “Actually, my true energy is stronger than my divine sense. My true energy is like silk, able to manipulate nature within a mile or so.”
Jia Zhiyuan was shocked, “Only a mile?! Master, your divine sense can cover Ping’an City!”
“To cover Ping’an City?”
Luo Feng smiled knowingly, not correcting this delightful misunderstanding.
He continued, “In cultivation, quantity is strength, but subtlety and precision are even more crucial.”
Jia Zhiyuan pondered, seemingly understanding, yet not fully grasping.
He resembled a college student wrestling with advanced mathematics.
[The missing update from the day before—now added]
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