Volume 1, Chapter 39: How Should This Military Merit Be Recorded?

Seeing their seamless coordination, Shu Zijun finally understood.

The speed of the wolves was far beyond what their own two legs could match. They were not needed for the charging and frontline fighting; their only job was to follow behind and deliver the finishing blows.

"Do not ask so many questions, just get it done. Start the wine shop first. I have written down everything else you need to do; just follow those instructions." The reason Du Chen had chosen to keep Wang Shun in the first place was because of his exceptional business acumen—otherwise, he would not have offended powerful merchants and corrupt officials.

"Butterfly Mask, are you really intent on a battle to the death?" Ruan Donghu continued to shout sharply.

In an instant, the Wind-Stepping Civet, which had been clinging to a sliver of health after breaking free, was struck down and slain by him.

"Everything settled?" She stepped forward, unfastened the gemstone clasp at the man's neck, and with a gentle tug, the cloak fell into her hands.

In the blink of an eye, Big Liu of the Liu family had led his squad within thirty or forty meters of the archer captain's group.

Wu Qizun held his beloved wife close, filled with immense emotion. Everything was finally over, and he could now enjoy a stable and peaceful life with his wife.

She had lived through the insidious schemes of the inner chambers; with so many wives and concubines, how could You'er ever find a quiet place to rest?

No one knew how vast this world was. Although some speculated it was a space opened up by a sage, nothing could be confirmed.

This brief clash, filled with the schemes and maneuvers of various powerful generals, ultimately ended in futility, with all parties retreating empty-handed.

As if a dam of emotions had burst, she collapsed onto Zhong Shuai-shuai and wailed, while he remained expressionless, his gaze cold, like a god watching the cycle of life and death, without saying a word.

Although Long Hua denied this claim in his heart, he still felt a sense of unease. He knew that while the maids of the Long estate were gossipy, they dared not speak ill of their masters behind their backs, let alone fabricate facts—especially when the person involved was Fei'er.

Ning Changyuan admired Mo Li from the bottom of his heart. If it were him, he would have likely jumped out the window by now; after all, fleeing was the first rule of survival in the pugilistic world.

The moment the four masked men in black left the mountain cave, Feng Qian opened his eyes, stood up, and walked out of the bedroom.

Suddenly, a black shadow passed behind the marching squad. Before the last guard could react, a hand covered his mouth and nose, and two sharp blades slit his throat.

"Hmph!" But no sooner had the young man spoken than Master Du swept his sleeve, sending him flying backward.

If the Hundred Flowers Valley had outstanding cultivation prospects, they might offer some guidance, but expecting them to pour their time and energy into training them was out of the question.

After Lu Yang declared himself the Heavenly King, he honored his elder brother as the Yielding King and bestowed titles upon his younger brothers, establishing a kingdom with all the proper formalities. Lu Yang possessed great influence in the north and lived up to expectations; the strength of the Great Xin grew with each passing day, eventually delivering a fatal blow to the Yu Dynasty and driving back the formidable Great Geng Heavenly King to the southwest.

Sang Ruo’s feet gradually lifted off the ground. Located at the center of all the chaos, he appeared like a deity opening its eyes amidst the void of primordial chaos.

In the sky, Feng Qian chuckled and continued, "I even divided the treasure you left behind with your descendant, Fang Yujia. In a way, you have shown some kindness to your juniors, haven't you?" Feng Qian smiled. If this man truly was Fang Yunfei, it would be difficult for him to seize the Heart-Clearing Divine Marrow.

Although that was the case, it was still a fruitful endeavor for them. After all, they had all achieved some improvement over the past month. Even if they hadn't made a breakthrough, for any cultivator, being able to increase their strength was considered a successful period of secluded cultivation.