Chapter 95: Reorganizing the Legion (1)

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"Saintess, are you alright?" Qinglong asked urgently.

Mo Yuxi gently shook her head. "You two, leave us for now!"

"Yes!" Qinglong and Baihu replied in unison.

"Leave us too!" Yan Chuan said to Liu Jin.

"Yes!" Liu Jin withdrew from the tent with deference.

In the blink of an eye, only Yan Chuan and Mo Yuxi remained inside the tent.

Mo Yuxi sat up and looked at Yan Chuan, her expression growing profoundly complicated. She did not know where to begin.

"The nightmare is gone. Are you feeling better?" Yan Chuan asked softly.

Drawing a deep breath, a smile bloomed across Mo Yuxi's face.

"Thank you, Master Yan."

Mo Yuxi took several more deep breaths.

"This cage can be considered broken. No need to worry about Ding Wugu and the others—the inner formation is not so easily breached. And once we walk out of this cage, we can go straight to the very deepest part of the feng shui formation," Yan Chuan said.

"Straight to the deepest part?" Mo Yuxi's expression shifted.

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"Indeed. This feng shui prison is both a dead end and a shortcut. Breaking it open is no easy task, but once broken, it leads directly to the core. Fortune and misfortune are intertwined—who can truly say?" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

"You know so much!" Mo Yuxi said without thinking.

Perhaps what had happened in the dream was too deeply etched into her heart, for at this moment, a trace of affection—unnoticed even by herself—slipped into Mo Yuxi's gaze.

The affection was very faint. Neither of them noticed it.

Yan Chuan quietly gazed at Mo Yuxi for a while, then rose gently. "With me here, I will help you obtain the Wanmiao Demon Lotus."

With that, Yan Chuan slowly stepped out of the tent.

Staring blankly at Yan Chuan's retreating figure, the words "with me here" echoed endlessly through her mind. Though they were but three simple words, they could warm one's heart to the core. Mo Yuxi watched Yan Chuan, for a moment, as if struck silent.

Only after Yan Chuan had left the tent did Mo Yuxi resume her deep breathing, trying to shake off the interference of the dream upon reality.

When Yan Chuan stepped out of the tent, three thousand soldiers had gathered outside.

"Your Highness!" Huo Guang said respectfully.

"Your Highness, eight great gates have appeared in the four directions. Has this cage been broken?" Liu Jin asked excitedly.

"Qinglong and Baihu have gone to investigate those eight gates," Huo Guang added from the side.

Yan Chuan surveyed his surroundings. Indeed, eight great doors had appeared upon the walls in all four directions, with Qinglong and Baihu in the midst of testing them.

"How long was I asleep?" Yan Chuan turned to look at Liu Jin.

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"Two months! Fortunately, Your Highness took a few fasting pills before you slept," Liu Jin replied.

"Two months? Then what did you all eat?" Yan Chuan asked, puzzled.

"The peak Qi Realm demon deer Qinglong gave us last time sustained us for a while. Later, Qinglong and Baihu brought out three more demon beasts—not comparable to the demon deer, but still Qi Realm beasts. We have them to thank for getting us through these days!" Huo Guang said with excitement.

"Oh? In that case, have your cultivation levels all improved?" Yan Chuan's eyes lit up slightly.

"Yes. Your subordinate has reached the ninth level of the Strength Realm, ten young commanders have attained the eighth level of the Strength Realm, and the rest have all reached the seventh level of the Strength Realm! Within the entire Great Yan, my Guardian Army is surely second to none." Huo Guang said, brimming with fervor.

Not far away, the three thousand soldiers also wore looks of reverence in their eyes. Their excitement at this moment was beyond words.

"Good, I am very pleased," Yan Chuan said with satisfaction.

"But the seventh level? Eighth? Ninth? Is that enough? I think it still falls far short. Above them lie the Essence Realm, the Qi Realm, and the Divine Realm! Do you want to follow me onto the territory of the immortals?" Yan Chuan looked toward the silver-armored army.

The territory of the immortals?

"Yes!" the three thousand soldiers roared, their blood boiling.