"You mean to say that a great number of Borisin have infiltrated the Xianzhou?"
"Including ordinary residents, Cloud Knights, Diviners... and even some who have achieved minor success?"
"Yes, Great Emanator! With such a network in place, under your guidance, we can surely conquer the Xianzhou Luofu in one fell swoop!"
In the courtyard, Lumina listened to the Borisin's words, feeling more than a little surprised.
The actual numbers were far more alarming than what the Script had shown.
Or rather, it wasn't just the actual numbers—it was the numbers this Borisin knew about. Including those operating in the shadows, their total presence on the Luofu was likely a significant force.
She wondered if Jing Yuan was aware of this.
If he wasn't, Lumina would have to give him a big thumbs-up for his obliviousness.
But she suspected he almost certainly knew. Jing Yuan was likely planning to use this period to thoroughly cleanse the Luofu territory of all its "pests."
Hmm, I don't count as a pest, do I?
Putting the thought aside, Lumina fixed her gaze on the Borisin before her and asked, "So, what is the purpose of so many Borisin infiltrating the Xianzhou?"
"To live and work in peace?"
"No, no, Great Emanator! We have been waiting for an opportunity."
"It's just... the Borisin today are completely disunited..." The Borisin's voice trailed off, tinged with embarrassment.
After all his grand claims, it was awkward to admit they couldn't even achieve basic unity.
"We're like a pile of loose sand—unable to advance or retreat."
"I see. In that case, let me help you." Lumina extended a finger and tapped the Borisin. A surge of green light flowed from her fingertip into its body.
The next moment, the Borisin was enveloped in the overwhelming aura unique to an Emanator of Abundance.
"There. I have granted you a portion of an Emanator of Abundance's power."
"Next, I want you to gather all the Borisin within the Luofu's territory into a single group. You have one day—the twelve shichen before the Wardance Ceremony begins."
"Can you do it?"
As Lumina spoke, the Phantylia Kitten in her arms glanced at her with surprise.
The kitten didn't believe for a second that Lumina would actually side with the Borisin against the Luofu.
Her motives were likely twofold: a small chance she was doing this for amusement, and a much larger chance she was setting up the perfect backstab—rounding up all the Borisin in the Luofu's territory to deliver them gift-wrapped to the authorities.
The Phantylia Kitten looked at the Borisin with a flicker of pity, already imagining how, under Lumina's "leadership," the Borisin would go from decline to utter annihilation.
"Yes!"
"Great Emanator, I don't need a full day! Half a day—no, just three shichen—and I will have every Borisin in the Luofu's territory assembled!"
Feeling the surging power within its body, the Borisin's eyes filled with excitement and joy.
It was thrilled that under the Great Emanator's guidance, the Borisin were on the verge of returning to their former glory.
It was overjoyed by the power the Great Emanator had bestowed, knowing that once the Borisin returned to their peak, it would become the highest-ranking among them!
"No need to rush. Take your time," Lumina said, nodding with a smile. "I'm not just asking you to gather the Borisin."
"I need you to assemble them into a group without exposing their identities."
"Do you understand?"
"Understood!" the Borisin replied immediately. Though it didn't grasp the Great Emanator's intentions, it accepted the command without question.
With the Great Emanator here, shouldn't we just storm the Seat of Divine Foresight? Why do our old identities even matter?
But since this is a direct order from the Great Emanator, there must be a deeper meaning beyond my comprehension.
Satisfied with the response, Lumina nodded and turned to leave, still holding the Phantylia Kitten.
"Oh, right."
After taking only a few steps, she suddenly remembered something and stopped, turning back to the Borisin still kneeling on the ground.
"As you gather them, remember to record everyone's name and their identity on the Luofu."
"Once you've recorded everyone, crush this stone to notify me."
Lumina tossed a stone to the Borisin, indicating that it should use it to contact her after registering everyone's identity.
"Yes, Great Emanator! I will complete this mission!" The Borisin hastily caught the stone, cradling it in both hands as if it were a priceless treasure before carefully stowing it away.
"Mm, do your best," Lumina said with a gentle, encouraging smile. Then, holding the Phantylia Kitten, she vanished from the courtyard.
"Great Emanator..."
Even after Lumina disappeared, the Borisin remained kneeling, its head bowed. Only after several long minutes did it slowly raise its head, its gaze fixed on the spot where she had vanished—a look of pure reverence, adoration, and fanatical devotion.
"This power... Truly worthy of the Great Emanator."
"Hahaha, Xianzhou Luofu, you're finished!"
"Under the Great Emanator's leadership, the Borisin will return to their peak!"
"Xianzhou Luofu, you will be the first step in the Borisin's return to glory!"
Feeling the surging power within its body, the Borisin burst into maniacal laughter. Its mind was already filled with visions of the Luofu trampled underfoot, the Borisin returning to their peak, and itself reaching the pinnacle of its life.
"What an idiot. He's been sold out and he's still laughing like a maniac."
Lumina hadn't gone far. She was perched on the roof, silently observing the Borisin's behavior.
In her arms, the Phantylia Kitten watched the Borisin's antics with a growing sense of familiarity, as if it had seen this somewhere before.
Oh, it had more than just seen it...
The Phantylia Kitten shot Lumina a fierce, menacing glare. But as soon as it felt Lumina's gaze shift toward it, its entire demeanor changed, becoming perfectly docile and obedient, as if the ferocious expression had never existed.
"That posture, that expression, that laugh... It all looks so familiar," Lumina murmured, a smirk playing on her lips as she took in the Phantylia Kitten's transformation.
"It's like I've seen it somewhere before."
"Wouldn't you agree, Little Phantylia?"
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