Along the way, the people cheered, and many commoners knelt and bowed.
"We should take a good rest; this ti we’ve indeed made a great contribution..." Tang Qicheng put away his long spear, smiling contentedly, thoroughly enjoying the sight of the people bowing along the route.
"It’s just a pity..." He leaned closer to Zhao Linxin, intending to say sothing in a whisper, but received a sideways glance from Zhao Linxin and shut his mouth awkwardly.
What he wanted to say was, it’s a pity that Fu Yuan didn’t die in that dangerous wave, which left him sowhat regretful.
But such words could only be discussed privately; thinking about it in his heart, if Xing Tiexin heard it, it would inevitably lead to a fallout.
They relied on a powerful family, unafraid of Xing Tiexin, but it would still bring unnecessary trouble.
In fact, Zhao Linxin also felt regretful.
He has been rivals with Fu Yuan for years, and if sothing happened to Fu Yuan, it would only benefit his future promotion with no harm.
But right now, he was more concerned about Song Changming’s exceptional performance on the battlefield than Fu Yuan.
That strength, surpassing the vice general level, was astonishing no matter how one looked at it.
"This kid is much stronger than he was a year ago!" Zhao Linxin glanced at Song Changming’s back not far ahead, secretly thinking.
A year ago, Song Changming could already match Wu Feng on the ring.
Now, he has beco even stronger...
When it ca to personal strength, he was far inferior to the other!
This made him very frustrated.
One Fu Yuan was enough, but now there’s another Song Changming with even greater talent and strength.
The key is that both of them ca from humble backgrounds, without the support of a great family, yet they can both surpass him, how can he be happy with this?
"Damn it..." Even the joy of victory couldn’t suppress the jealous anger in his heart.
Returning to the military camp, the wounded went for treatnt.
Almost everyone was more or less injured, except Song Changming.
With the Immortal Dragon Body, the number of demons capable of injuring him was few, and even if he got slightly injured, he could quickly heal.
So when he returned to the camp, besides so weariness and his clothes and armor being slightly damaged, he was completely unhard.
He only needed a soak in the water and so rest afterward.
"Taking part in resolving the demon crisis this ti, if we can perfectly solve it, it should enhance this year’s evaluation."
In the military bath, Song Changming lay quietly in the water by himself, relaxing his tension from the battle, his whole body gradually easing.
Feeling the fatigue on his body slowly dissipate bit by bit.
Now he increasingly values each year’s annual evaluation, as a high evaluation would bring him great rewards.
The Thunder Roar Body he gained last year significantly boosted his strength.
With the Third Grade Wind and Thunder Divine Movent Technique obtained through military rit, he achieved speed that even surpassed the Thunderlight Leopard!
Moreover, using the annual evaluation rewards to raise his cultivation talent ceiling was sothing he couldn’t neglect either.
If his cultivation aptitude no longer overflowed, and couldn’t even et the minimum standard for cultivation, his cultivation speed would inevitably slow down, or even his Martial Arts Cultivation could co to a standstill.
That’s naturally not an outco he wished to see.
However, regarding cultivation aptitude, it was just a precautionary thought of his.
Currently, his cultivation aptitude was fully sufficient for him to thrive in the Innate Realm, so the matter wasn’t that urgent; it just needed accumulation over ti.
[Third Grade Wind and Thunder Divine Movent Technique: Mastery (1210/56000)]
"Not bad, the battle increased quite a bit of experience value."
Song Changming shook off the water droplets from his head, looking at the increase in experience value of his Martial Technique on the panel, nodding in approval.
Not only during actual combat did the Martial Technique experience value increase rapidly, but with his current aptitude attributes, practicing Martial Techniques also made swift progress.
This high-grade Martial Technique obtained from the military armory was, overall, quite satisfying for him.
It made up for the previous shortcoming of his low-grade Body Technique class Martial Techniques; after all, the Flying Thunder Technique was rely a Level Eight Martial Technique, and mastering it to Perfection Realm was still far inferior in finesse and power to the current Third Grade Wind and Thunder Divine Movent Technique.
Besides this Third Grade Wind and Thunder Divine Movent Technique, he also noticed several high-grade valuable Martial Techniques in the military armory that would be beneficial for improving his strength.
There were even First Grade, and even top-level super Martial Techniques visible!
All of them could be exchanged using military rit plus enough military rank.
Compared to the more traditional Martial Arts inheritance of sects and cults, the official armory under imperial authority did not adhere to such conventions; the collection of Martial Arts Techniques was vast and varied, without a complete Martial Dao system, hailed as eclectic with various options.
Additionally, while the army had instructors, it lacked renowned masters and sects that have already paved wide paths for disciples. Whether ordinary people could master superior arts and achieve sothing in Martial Tao in the army relied entirely on personal endeavor and effort.
If we talk about the most direct difference, the disciples of sects are like carefully nurtured flowers growing in pre-tilled rich soil.
In contrast, the army largely adopts a free-range approach, providing only ladders and resources, with no rich soil, relying on individuals to grow like wild grass.
The one who ultimately stands out becos a General!
Song Changming, having seen the difference between these two paths back then, believed that the army’s free-range training was more suitable for him, so he made that choice.
He didn’t need guidance from a renowned master; as long as he had the grand armory of the army there to absorb nutrients, he could thrive!
After soaking for a full Hour, Song Changming felt sufficiently rested and returned to his private General’s residence to begin his daily cultivation.
That’s right, even after experiencing a great battle during the day, he didn’t intend to skip his daily cultivation practice.
Heaven Rewards Diligence, if he needed to train more, he would train more, not wasting the refreshed cultivation state each day.
Continuing the Witch Refining Technique, he first refined the blood qi essence of the demon race absorbed during the day but not yet digested completely.
Then he proceeded with the witch seal refinent.
The number of bones in his body was considerable; as long as the skeletal structure was sufficiently strong and resilient, he could accommodate more witch seal refineries.
At present, he had refined a total of five witch seals on his body.
Each limb had a Small Witch Power Seal, and then on the spine thoracic region, he refined another witch seal.
Small Witch Armor Seal.
As the na implies, the function and effect of this witch seal were like adding an extra layer of armor to oneself.
That is, Witch Armor!
With the light and information transmitted by the Witch God Fragnt he possessed, he learned that this Witch Armor Seal, like the Witch Power Seal, was one of the basic witch seals almost universally refined by the Witch Race, quite practical.
As a novice entering this path, prioritizing the refinent of these less difficult and not ti-consuming basic witch seals was a wise choice.
After all, even the most basic witch seal, applied to him now, could still exert a significant power effect.
These five refined witch seals, Song Changming believed, directly elevated his overall strength by at least two levels!
It was unmatched by any other Martial Techniques and skills he had seen!
All he wanted now was to refine a body full of basic witch seals, completely forging a Witch Race body!
He was eagerly anticipating how powerful he would beco by then!
...
As the defensive battle near Mingju City ended, the demon crisis in the Western Border of Cui Bai Dao was well-contained and temporarily cald down.
Those demon races dared not act recklessly anymore, granting the army so ti for respite.
anwhile, outside Yun Province, in the Thirty-Six Grotto Heavens of Southern Border, Celestial Lake Valley, Baitian Temple.
"Open it!" Master Baitian, in a robe, opened his four eyes, gesturing.
Several human-like alchemists tensed up, stepping forward to painstakingly open the pill furnace.
A scent of dicine, along with faint white smoke, began to perate the surroundings.
The alchemists’ eyes lit up at the scent, their faces showing so delight as they looked into the pill furnace.
But soon they were greatly disappointed.
Inside the pill furnace, there were no intact elixir pills, only a pile of dicinal dregs.
With just one glance, the alchemists could determine that this batch of elixirs had failed again.
Looking at the even more gloomy and fearso face of Master Baitian not far away, every alchemist couldn’t help but feel more anxious.
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