Old Man Dong was watching the Martial Saint’s Heavenly Sign with great interest when he suddenly heard this sentence. His alcohol-red nose sniffed, and he covered his ears with his hands, chanting, "Not listening, not listening, tortoise’s sermon."
Anyway, he was "not listening."
I just got liberated from Yunshan County, bored to death there, and didn’t even dare to get drunk while drinking alone.
Seeing this old rascal’s appearance, Chen Yuan couldn’t help but smile slightly, and then spoke, "Next time I, Chen, capture a Demon King, I’ll let you have it, how about that?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Old Man Dong, who was pretending not to hear, suddenly turned his head, his eyes shining brightly. He grinned widely, smiling like a flower, "Deal!"
He trusted Chen Yuan. In his view, capturing and killing a Demon King wasn’t a particularly difficult task for Chen Shen.
"So, what task requires this old man to set out?"
Seeing this old rascal’s quick change of expression, Chen Yuan shook his head with a smile, then pointed to Qi Tian under the Martial Saint’s Heavenly Sign, and said:
"General Qi Tian needs time to break through to Martial Saint. Tianxiong Pass has had the Beiliang Army at its gates for several days and they might soon run out of patience. It can’t be left unattended."
"I would trouble you, venerable elder, to keep watch."
"Just waiting for results here."
"If they only send a Dragon Tiger Level Commander, you should have no problem handling it. But if King of Beiliang himself comes or sends a Martial Saint level Great Divine Ability User, it might just be a surprise for them."
Old Man Dong understood immediately, glanced in the direction Chen Yuan pointed at Qi Tian’s area, and raised his eyebrows,
"From what you’re saying, are you certain that this Demon Suppression General will break through to Martial Saint?"
Chen Yuan neither confirmed nor denied, "General Qi only needs one more step. Last time he gained experience, and this time I am assisting him with a Demon King’s Primordial Spirit and stabilizing him with Inner Heaven and Earth. I can’t think of a reason for failure."
There was no arrogance in his words, just a sense of inevitability.
Old Dong touched his nose, then gave him a thumbs-up, "You’re impressive."
"Well, a little information gap could mean some unlucky fellow will be unfortunate."
"When should I head over?"
"Now," said Chen Yuan.
"Alright, since you’re offering so much, activate the Transmission Array," Old Man Dong reluctantly grumbled, then rolled up his sleeves, straightened his back, and closed his eyes.
However, Chen Yuan interrupted, "The Yin Mountain Holy Tree is currently operating the Moving Stars and Changing Dipper to obscure the heavens, naturally transmissions are not possible. Old Dong, I’m afraid you’ll have to run there yourself."
"Eight thousand miles, with your leg strength, it’s not far."
Old Dong almost spat blood upon hearing this, opened his eyes, his lips curled in anger, and blew his mustache, "I knew it."
"Alright, no more chatter, I’ll head out now. Remember, keep an eye out, I don’t lead troops in battle, so don’t let things get out of hand, or I won’t be responsible."
Chen Yuan nodded with a smile, turned around, and opened a door behind him.
Though Old Dong, of the Dragon Breeding Clan, could be sharp-tongued, his body was honest. He didn’t say any more, greeted Gongsun Yang, and then took a swig from his wine gourd, smacked his lips, and disappeared into the Inner World.
Once Old Man Dong left, Chen Yuan turned his gaze to Gongsun Yang.
"Where have the troops reached now?" he asked.
"Reporting to the General, after three days of marching, the army has reached the Chuanzhong Pass area for the last rest, the vanguard has been sent out, and now we’re entering the territories of the seven Undying Kings."
"Except for Chishui Prefecture, the vanguard sent back messages, they refused passage. However, Zhen Nan Prefecture and the Dead Cities like Huxia Pass agreed to let the army through."
"General, could Chishui Prefecture’s refusal to grant passage be a hidden danger?"
Gongsun Yang reported the army’s movements from the front line to Chen Yuan and offered his own thoughts.
In three days, the army had raced to the forward lines like Chuanzhong Pass for the final rest, preparing to cross into the territories of the seven Undying Kings. Previously, Chen Yuan had sent invitations to discuss passage, six agreed, but the Southern Ming King of Chishui Prefecture slammed the table and left.
"We’ll bypass Chishui Prefecture and go through Weiyuan Pass. This matter is complex, and things can’t always go as planned. For those cities that agreed, the army should pass quickly in batches. We mustn’t fully trust nor wholly distrust."
"Also, order all Colonels to establish bases, set up transmission spots, and ensure smooth communication."
Saying this, Chen Yuan looked deeply at Gongsun Yang,
"You’ll need to depend on Mister Gongsun for this."
"It’s time for you to set out too."
Gongsun Yang was his "shadow," with tens of thousands of men now heading to the front lines for final rest, they’re about to step onto the battlefield.
Top-tier combat strength is needed to pressure the front lines.
Chen Yuan cannot be absent!
Upon hearing this, Gongsun Yang naturally had no objections. In truth, his heart was already with the men on the front lines, but he needed to follow the General’s command.
Ready to act at a moment’s notice.
"General, this old man shall go then." Gongsun Yang looked at Qi Tian, who was striving for Martial Saint above, and felt motivated, hoping another Martial Saint would emerge from Shu. He then bowed to Chen Yuan with a certain heroic spirit in his voice.
Chen Yuan nodded, "Mm."
With that, Yunding Mountain became even more desolate.
Only Chen Yuan stood guard over Qi Tian, waiting.
Two days later.
"Rumble, rumble"
Outside Tianxiong Pass, the sound of iron hooves thundered.
A loud shout shook the universe, echoing to Tianxiong Pass.
"Take this pass for me!"
"Kill!"
Suddenly, battle cries filled the air, shaking the earth.
Fifty thousand Beiliang Elite Cavalry launched an assault, transforming the area outside Tianxiong Pass into a bloody battlefield, as the defenders fought desperately.
As the siege reached a stalemate, a massive gilded bronze hammer over ten feet wide hurtled toward the northern wall, smashing several flag formations, with a deafening shout:
"Qi Tian, come out here and stop hiding like a turtle!"
"If you have guts, fight this General to the death!"
As this voice echoed, a Dragon Tiger General from the Beiliang army stepped forward, feet blazing, soaring to the sky, wielding a giant hammer, and issuing a challenge.
Soon, a gourd flew out from Tianxiong Pass, sweeping black light, knocking back the giant bronze hammer that had shattered a corner of the city’s protective formation, followed by a cheeky voice.
"Outsider, why is your dog barking? Qi Tian doesn’t bother with you. I’ll give you a chance to flee with your ragtag soldiers, or Lord Dong will make you fall into ruin, a battered flower and withered willow."
The Beiliang Dragon Tiger General heard this, roared, and unleashed his Divine Skills, soon battling with the red-nosed old man atop the wine gourd.
The two Great Dragon Tiger Ability users fought back and forth in the sky.
Mid-fight, while commanding the Trapped Dragon Rope to engage with the Beiliang Dragon Tiger, he suddenly felt a chill from behind.
A transparent sword light appeared a hundred yards behind him, slashing horizontally across the sky.
"Wow! Who’s the cowardly grandson sneaking an attack?!" he shouted, yelling for his Treasure to protect him, the Luck Gourd flashed, shielding his head.

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