Chapter 747
Helping Qi Tian Break Through to Martial Saint
"Then I shall lend him a hand!" Chen Yuan's eyes gleamed.
Upon hearing this, Gongsun Yang was startled, and his tone became somewhat excited, "General, what are your plans?"
Chen Yuan didn't say anything. He raised his hand, flicked his sleeve, and golden light shone out. A captivating wave of energy emanated from the water, which he then grasped in his hand.
Within a cluster of golden divine chains, a ferocious, blood-red dragon soul was locked inside.
It was the primordial spirit of the demon king that had been killed earlier!
Upon seeing this thing, Gongsun Yang trembled from the aura of the demon king. He composed himself, clasped his hands in a fist salute to the general, and hesitated.
"General, this is the primordial spirit of a demon king, with boundless wonders and unparalleled value. Are you planning to hand this primordial spirit over to General Qi Tian for refinement?"
The imprisoned demon king's primordial spirit is probably the only one of its kind in the entire world. A primordial spirit of this level is far more valuable than rare and precious materials, and even surpasses luck and spiritual roots.
The general, however, intended to hand it over to General Qi Tian for refining, something even he, an "outsider," found hard to bear.
After all, the Great General Qi Tian was not his superior general; he only recognized his own general from beginning to end.
Chen Yuan understood the meaning behind the old general Gongsun Yang's words and smiled noncommittally, "The Demon King's primordial spirit is of little use to me. Holding onto it is a waste; it's better to convert it into strength as soon as possible. Currently, all the soldiers of my Cloud Peak Mountain have marched south, leaving our forces depleted. The Imperial Preceptor guards the west, so we can still maneuver. As for the north, the King of Beiliang is my mortal enemy and will surely seize any opportunity to exploit the situation. Qi Tian was just one step away from breaking through to Martial Saint last time. With this Demon King's primordial spirit, he should be able to break through to Martial Saint in one fell swoop!"
"Using a demon king's primordial spirit to exchange for our own Martial Saint is a worthwhile deal no matter how you look at it, so there's no need to worry about the personal gains or losses involved."
"After all, what I want is not just the primordial spirit of a demon king!"
After speaking, Chen Yuan slightly opened his mouth and exhaled six leaves with different divine lights. He swallowed them slightly, and the six leaves flew towards the Demon King's primordial spirit, spinning and dancing, and in an instant transformed into a colorful wooden box, sealing the Demon King's primordial spirit a second time.
Then, with a flick of his wrist, the colorful wooden box floated lightly towards Gongsun Yang, who was ten feet away.
"Go, go to Tianxiong Pass and hand it over to Qitian personally!"
"Let him refine and break through as soon as possible."
Gongsun Yang took the wooden box with both hands, feeling as if it weighed a thousand pounds. He dared not drop it and replied:
"Yes!"
After saying that, he swayed and disappeared from the spot.
As Chen Yuan watched the other party leave, he flicked his sleeves behind him and thought to himself, "General Qitian, don't disappoint me, Chen Yuan."
As for the fact that he had just acquired the Demon King's primordial spirit and hadn't even had a chance to warm it up before giving it away, he didn't care at all. This thing was originally given to him for free. If it could help Qi Tian break through to the Martial Saint realm, it would be a timely help. Qi Tian, who was guarding the northern gate, was always a weakness.
If this weakness can be addressed, I will have fewer worries about the rear when I launch this campaign south!
After planning this matter in his mind, Chen Yuan turned around, looked at the empty Cloud Peak Mountain, and then raised his gaze, piercing through space, his eyes deep yet bright again.
Eight thousand li north of Chengdu lies Tianxiong Pass.
Suddenly, a beam of white light tore through the sky above the plaza outside the palace, piercing through heaven and earth, and crashed down in the center of the plaza with a resounding clang, stirring up a howling wind that made the flags on the plaza flutter wildly.
A blazing white beam of light descended from the sky and landed on the Zhonglang Hall Square.
Rumble
Immediately afterward, the milky white light dissipated, and a figure stepped out from it.
Clad in dark blue armor, sporting a gray-white goatee, and walking with a powerful, swift gait, who else could it be but Gongsun Yang?
As the figure appeared, the armored soldiers guarding outside the hall surged forward in two rows towards the newcomer. Immediately afterwards, two burly figures emerged from the main hall to greet him.
General Qi Tian and local Lieutenant General Wei Chong, one in front and one behind, seemed to have been waiting there for a long time. They went forward, descended the steps, and covered a distance of about a hundred feet in a few strides to reach the newcomer. They then offered him a slight handshake.
"Mr. Gongsun, has the army already set out?"
Qi Tian didn't bother with formalities and went straight to asking about the matter he was most concerned about.
He was stationed at Tianxiong Pass when he received the news that a grand ceremony for bestowing seals would be held at Yunding Mountain today, and that 100,000 soldiers would be marching south. He couldn't possibly be indifferent to this.
"The ceremony has ended. An hour ago, 100,000 young men left Chengdu!" Gongsun Yang nodded, his expression solemn.
"Then, sir, did General Chen send word to me to keep an eye on the movements of the King of Beiliang?" Qi Tian felt a slight unease upon hearing that the army had already marched south.
This time, the entire forces of Shu were mobilized to launch a massive army. This battle can be described as a do-or-die, desperate fight. As a general, he knew how heavy the burden was on his shoulders, and his heart felt somewhat heavy.
He was stationed in Tianxiong, where war raged within the pass. The Shu army was on its way to conquer the mountains, and that rebel king would surely interfere. He had made many preparations in advance, but he was still uncertain. His limited strength restricted his confidence.
"Yes and no." Gongsun Yang spoke, his expression solemn. "My general has sent me here today to entrust something to you!"
"This matter is of great importance; let's discuss it elsewhere,"
"please!"
A moment later, in the side hall, Gongsun Yang flipped his sleeve and handed the colorful box inside to Qi Tian.
"Mr. Gongsun, what is inside?" Qi Tian took the box, and even though he was blind, he still felt a little uneasy and couldn't help but ask.
"It contains the primordial spirit of a demon king!" Gongsun Yang's words were astonishing, causing the seasoned General Qitian, who had seen much of the world, to twitch in surprise and almost drop his hand.
The Demon King is a top-tier existence among humans, at the level of a Martial Saint.
"It's alright, the demon king's primordial spirit inside has been locked up by the general, so it can't cause any more trouble," Gongsun Yang said.
"This is... to be given to me, Qi?" Qi Tian felt the object in his hand was a little hot. He, who was always as steady as Mount Tai in the army, seemed to have guessed something, and his breathing became heavy.
Gongsun Yang nodded. "This demon king attempted to sabotage the ceremony today, but my general used it to sacrifice to the flag. After the ceremony, the general gave it to me and ordered me to deliver it to General Qi."
"The general hopes that you can use the primordial spirit of this demon king to break through to the Martial Saint realm in one fell swoop!"
Upon hearing this, General Qi Tian felt as if the colorful box in his hand weighed an ounce. This item, which was the key to breaking through to the Martial Saint realm, was incredibly precious, and the sentiment behind it was something Qi Tian would never forget.
But he was, after all, a great man who commanded thousands of troops, and he wouldn't utter such pretentious words. He could only nod emphatically, his eyes fixed on Gongsun Yang, and with a thousand words condensed into one sentence, he spoke:
"I will certainly not disappoint your general!" (End of Chapter)