The sun had barely started rising, but the deployment zones were already buzzing with quiet movement.
Dozens of camps had been set up across the major danger areas marked by Xu Qianghua. Each camp wasn't small.
They held anywhere from one hundred to three hundred cultivators—divided into scouting teams, formation specialists, combat squads, and medical support.
These weren't ordinary soldiers.
Every one of them came from the Xu family's pool of high-grade family cards. Trained in everything from battlefield survival to formation disruption, they moved with quiet efficiency.
At one of the larger camps nestled behind a ridge near the western hills, Elder Xu Muhan stood at the edge, watching the teams work.
"Make sure the detection barrier is active. I don't want anything slipping through without us knowing," she said calmly.
