Chen Wenmian, having survived the entire Western Regions battlefield and the battle with Jiang Su, the forr Crown Prince of Chen Country, has now reached the threshold of the Grandmaster Realm.
If he can cross it.
He would enter the Grandmaster Realm at the age of twenty, potentially ranking in the top thirty of the Famous General List.
Not tarnishing his father’s prestigious na.
Yet at this mont, Chen Wenmian’s ntal state is in a painful struggle, imrsed in it, unable to focus his mind and take this step. This is the so-called barrier; so people cross it after a night’s sleep, while others cannot take a step throughout their lives.
Those ranked from thirty to a hundred on the Divine General List.
Are all at this stage.
Li Guanyi didn’t point out the matter, he simply poured tea for Chen Wenmian, saying: "The southwestern region, we must go there, but first Lu Youxian blocks the way, and then, the people in the southwestern area have not participated in the national chaos, their strength remains intact."
"Our Heavenly Strategy Mansion is also a weary force. To take down this place before resting and recuperating in Chen Country and Ying Country is not a simple matter."
Chen Wenmian’s attention was drawn; after so discussion, they heard soone beside them talking, ntioning words like Wolf King and Chen Fubi.
Chen Wenmian’s thoughts briefly paused, and Li Guanyi’s gaze also turned.
The large battlefield in the Western Regions has ended, and many people from the Central Plains have also co here. In every chaotic ti, it is an opportunity for many powerful forces to rise, and there are always those who take advantage.
By the table beside them were several n dressed as Central Plains martial artists, who had also ordered tea, naan, and dried at to eat, and the table was served a plate of nuts. As they ate, they spoke in Central Plains language:
"At last, we have arrived at Anxi City."
"Yes, but this city doesn’t seem as savage and wild as the rumors in the Central Plains, looking around, it rather has the style of our Central Plains countries."
"After all, nowadays these Western Regions are the territory of... Qin Wu."
"Shh, quiet."
Li Guanyi pauses lightly, eyes slightly lowered.
The silver-haired girl clasps her hands, the other jarring sounds seem to fade away from around them, only the clear statent of those Central Plains martial artists can be heard: "The power of Qin Wu, here, he is to be called the Heavenly Khan."
"We heard that a Central Plains bandit leader ca here, just because he wanted to subdue his subordinates and show off his might, he said that even if the Heavenly Khan ca here, he would have to lick his boots."
"The tribes that were subdued suddenly revolted."
"Shot that Third Layer Heaven bandit leader into a ss of flesh, stripped him naked, threw him out to feed the wolves, I heard that the Heavenly Khan is a giant man, one zhang two tall, waist eight chi thick, holding a Drumming Golden Hamr, weighing eight hundred jin."
"In one sitting, he eats three hundred jin of pork, three hundred jin of lamb, and three hundred jin of naan."
"He is believed to be a Heavenly God walking the earth."
"Also called Golden Pearl or sothing."
Li Guanyi: "..."
Chen Wenmian’s gaze shifted away, his shoulders moved slightly as if struggling to suppress laughter.
"Apologies, brother, I wasn’t laughing."
"I just..."
These days, Chen Wenmian is rarely amused; the heavy, gloomy air disperses from his body, Li Guanyi also feels it’s fine to laugh a little. But the leader of the martial artists there seems displeased, saying:
"Alright, stop talking."
"After all, it is still Central Plains Marquis Qin Wu... Now that the Western Intent City retreated, the Turkic Seventh Prince was also valiant, bloodied by the Wolf King, along with Lu Youxian being injured, at this ti, Marquis Qin Wu is likely to beco the dominator of the entire Western Regions."
"Indeed, what a pity."
Among them, the bearded man said: "A pity, the Wolf King was killed!"
"I heard that even the corpse was personally beheaded by Military God Jiang Su in front of everyone, the remains hung at the east gate for three days, battered by wind and rain..."
Li Guanyi and Chen Wenmian’s expressions froze abruptly.
The rare smile on the white-robed war general’s face disappeared, Li Guanyi heard a tiger’s roar at his ear, the Qiongqi Dharma aura suddenly dispersing, the next mont, those Central Plains martial artists suddenly felt a fierce atmosphere, their scalps tingling.
Then they saw a fierce tiger charging at them, scread in horror, falling back, in a daze, focusing was a handso young man, in war armor, white robe clean, raising his hand to grab their collar, eyes flushed:
"You say, what happened to the Wolf King!!!"
The martial artists, shocked by this latent grandmaster aura, were scared with their scalps numb, saying: "I, I don’t know, it wasn’t , it wasn’t——"
"Wolf, Wolf King Chen Fubi was, was personally killed by Military God Jiang Su."
"Military God Jiang Su beheaded the Wolf King in front of everyone."
"It seems he even made a mistake, only cutting it off on the fifth strike, even though the Wolf King was already dead, that flood of fervent blood still spouted high, then the Wolf King’s head and body were hung at the capital’s gate, to rinse Ying Country’s disgrace."
"I, I just heard it from others."
"Heard it, great warrior, forgive us!"
The man was already frightened, his face pale, speaking incoherently by Chen Wenmian’s aura.
Chen Wenmian released his collar, staggering backward, nearly sitting down at once, Li Guanyi raised his hand to hold his shoulder, a gentle aura flowing into his body, soothing Chen Wenmian’s mind, then looked at the martial artist, asking:
"Dare to ask, what happened to the Wolf King’s remains afterward..."
Li Guanyi’s voice was sowhat hoarse, difficult to imagine that heroic figure might fall to such an end, that man paused for breath, seeing Li Guanyi in plain attire, gentle expression, barely controlling his fear, said:
"Yes, on the third day."
"A monk broke into the city gates, snatching the body..."
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