Mountain Patrol Military Officer
Chapter 138 - 132: The Mountain-cutting Army! Move! (Seeking monthly ticket)

Chapter 138: Chapter 132: The Mountain-cutting Army! Move! (Seeking monthly ticket)

"Certainly!"

The three military officers didn’t say anything more, respectfully agreeing to comply.

Yet, after their agreement, they seemed constrained, with no one reaching for the meat.

Chen Yuan casually flicked his hand, and as the three caught it, they bowed deeply, retreated a dozen steps in unison, then turned around and headed towards their brothers. Although nothing was said, their pace noticeably quickened.

Soon, exclamations of surprise could be heard not too far away.

The originally subdued and silent team gradually became more bustling.

Chen Yuan stood in the distance, a gourd appearing in his hand. He uncapped it, took a swig of strong liquor, clicked his tongue, and the corner of his eyes slightly raised.

Beside him, a light chuckle sounded.

Chen Yuan turned his head downward to see Fang Qingzhu’s lips curved upwards in a smile.

"Why is Miss Fang laughing?"

"I saw Brother Chen posing just now. Usually, you act swiftly and resolutely, with no taboos. But in front of these troops, you’ve become somewhat more tactful."

"Why didn’t Brother Chen directly grant his favor and share the meal with the soldiers? Perhaps it would have been even quicker to win the hearts of the people."

"Did the lady notice?" Chen Yuan questioned with a skeptical look. I didn’t make it that obvious, did I?

Fang Qingzhu lightly chuckled, nodding her head. After all, it’s Heavenly Pass Demon Blood Meat, not just any common cabbage.

It is indeed rare to see Chen Yuan like this.

Chen Yuan didn’t care much, took another sip of liquor, shook the wine gourd, looked at it, then corked it and slipped it into his sleeve, saying casually:

"Even if I called them over, I reckon no one would dare to take action. You’ve seen it yourself, following along the way, many of my troops have suffered great losses. Though their spirit remains, their vitality has diminished. Even the leading military officers are wary of me, the new main general. Their speech lacks vigor, their actions lack decisiveness, let alone others. It’s simply not straightforward."

"There’s plenty of time in the future; there’s no need to deliberately lose the discipline and majesty."

"That’s reasonable!" Fang Qingzhu gave a serious appraisal.

Hearing this, Chen Yuan’s face twitched slightly.

Meanwhile, the Ninth Mountain Army, led by their Leading Military Officer, began to distribute the demon flesh for consumption.

Some who took a bite wished they could swallow their own tongue and yearned for more. The Essence Qi surging between their lips and teeth crazily spread inside their bodies, causing a wave of exclamations to arise, one after another.

Shortly afterward, the crowd hurriedly entered the state of cultivation, taming the wildly rushing Essence Qi, refining it little by little.

The flesh of the Fourth Heavenly Barrier contained massive amounts of pure Essence Qi, a veritable panacea, which for many of them at their current stage, one bite was equivalent to ten days or half a month of hard cultivation.

For a moment, spirit light glittered on the surface of their bodies, and their aura slowly rose as time passed by.

Especially for the former Ninth Mountain troops, many of whom had old wounds, which began to heal as the overwhelming Essence Qi from the demon flesh washed over them. Their previously murky and stagnant energy gradually became clear and flowed freely. The dullness on their faces also brightened, and their spirit and vitality surged significantly.

About half an hour later,

"Puff"

"Puff"

"Puff"

A sequence of muffled sounds successively emerged from the crowd, followed by surges in their aura.

Soon after, pairs of eyes abruptly opened wide, filled with irrepressible excitement and ecstasy.

"I’ve had a breakthrough!" someone suddenly stood up, wanting to shout out loud, but quickly restrained themselves after glancing around.

"To break and then to establish. Who knew that my blocked meridians would be cleared, and even the Small River Cart channel is now fully open." Someone’s eyes cleared of haze, touched their severed hand in a daze, then their eyes sparkled, gazing at the half small piece of glittering golden blood meat in front of them.

.....

At this time, dawn was about to break, over a thousand miles away in the northwest direction.

Outside the border of Tianxiong Pass,

Several dazzling flashes of light shot from the horizon tinged with the pale light of dawn.

From far to near, they grew rapidly in size, then suddenly stopped above a valley.

A large silver-edged, black-bodied sword, two to three Zhang (a unit of length, approx. 3.3 meters) long.

A three-Zhang-tall, large green seal glowing with dazzling emerald light.

A round, narrow-topped, wide-bottomed Scarlet Gold Gourd.

Upon them, three figures appeared.

Atop the black sword stood a white-robed man, with bushy brows and almond eyes, sword patterns embroidered on the cuff of his robes, a pair of dual swords slung diagonally behind him.

On the green seal sat a plump man with sparse eyebrows, a flat nose, and a wide mouth.

Lastly, atop the Scarlet Gold Gourd was a man dressed in a crimson robe, with tufts of hair standing up on his temples, eyes gleaming with sharp light, looking downwards with a bearded face.

The three hovered in the sky, gazing down, their eyes gleaming with joy and greed,

For down in the valley, the air was torn with the roar of Sword Qi and the screams of crowds.

Below was a small village of only a few dozen households, situated deep in the mountains and old forests.

Above the village, Sword Qi swirled in the sky. A black-clad young man, with sharp eyebrows and fierce eyes, commanded loudly. From his black Sword Box, ceaseless waves of sword light roared through the air.

At the center of the Sword Qi convergence, there lurked a fierce Demon, five to six Zhang in size, resembling an ape with a white head and red feet, red mane growing on its back; and a mouth filled with sharp fangs emitting ferocious roars, exuding a terrifying aura.

However, this Demon, at this moment, had a huge wound at its abdomen about a Zhang wide, and one arm was severely mangled, as if it were sliced off by some sharp blade.

Zhuyan, stout as an ape, with a white head and red feet; its presence heralds the onset of strife with blades and swords.

This is one of the most belligerent branches of the Ten Directions Demon Clan, with a considerable reputation in folklore.

At this moment, the Zhuyan demon was chewing blood meat between its fangs, pulling strands of bloody meat from its mouth with hateful eyes full of resentment, roaring hysterically.

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