Resist the North City lies on the northern border of Great Jin, where snow never melts year-round. The biting cold wind is like a blade, slicing through flesh. Ordinary people without cultivation would be swallowed by the harsh weather in mere moments.
Thus, the hundred thousand soldiers in Resist the North City are all elite, carefully selected. The lowest rank among them is the First Rank Realm cultivator. Only those at the Cloud Soaring Realm can become minor leaders, and those above the Mountain Moving Realm are given significant positions.
At this moment.
A squad of winged beasts flapped their wings, dispersing the swirling snowflakes. Each feather was broad and sturdy, like divine weapons, radiating a scorching brilliance that warded off the cold.
Dozens of Cloud Swallowing Beasts hovered in the air like small suns, surrounding the central pack beast, creating a warm zone impervious to the chill.
“Leaving Resist the North City means officially departing from the territory of Great Jin, embarking on the journey to the Northern Sejong Alliance.”
Dongfang Liuli stood atop the highest building on the back of the pack beast, the Star Gazing Tower, overlooking the vast expanse of white earth. She gazed at the soldiers training day and night in Resist the North City, her eyes resolute.
The ‘servants’ following the Empress’s gaze looked down at Resist the North City, silently marveling.
In such harsh conditions, these soldiers had to stand guard continuously.
“Qingzhou, do you see… oh, wait… I forgot you can’t see.” The heroic spirit that had just risen in Dongfang Liuli’s chest instantly deflated. She patted her forehead, her pretty face slightly flushed.
Meng Qingzhou stood beside Dongfang Liuli, his expression calm. He said:
“Though I cannot see, I can feel the knife-like cold wind, hear the soldiers’ passionate roars, and understand the loneliness and solitude in their hearts as they guard this land.”
“I know what you want to say, Your Majesty. You want to answer my previous question: should I continue to live in seclusion, indifferent to the bloodshed of the world, or should I take on the mantle of savior, fulfilling the responsibility of a cultivator who has seized the fortune of heaven and earth?”
“At this moment, I seem to have some understanding.”
All along, Meng Qingzhou had struggled to integrate into this world. He was a time traveler, fully aware of the truth of this world, perhaps everything was just a dream.
However, since meeting Dongfang Liuli, his wife, and encountering various people, witnessing the struggles of this era, he gradually changed his mind.
Perhaps he was not a salt fish, but merely viewed everything from a god’s perspective, unable to empathize. Thus, he remained detached, observing the rise and fall of the world.
But gradually, he began to realize that this world might not be false. Even after deviating from the main plot, the world continued to operate. The characters that appeared were not NPCs but living beings with flesh, blood, emotions, and feelings!
Meng Qingzhou seemed to have an epiphany. He gripped the blind staff in his hand tightly. Inside it was an Emperor Grade divine sword named Cicada Song, left behind by the Hidden Sword Lord.
“Thank you, Your Majesty,” Meng Qingzhou said sincerely.
Dongfang Liuli felt a bit at a loss, scratching her head, wanting to say something. Her red lips moved slightly, but she didn’t know what to say, wishing she could slap herself.
‘I didn’t mean that!’
‘Did you misunderstand? I was just speaking from the heart, not asking you to be a savior!’
Dongfang Liuli coughed a few times and said, “You might have misunderstood. I think your current state is just fine.”
“Everyone has the right to choose their way of life. Besides, not to discourage you, but… you’re not suited to be a savior.”
Why be a savior when you have me, your wife, fighting outside? You just need to stay home and be beautiful.
Meng Qingzhou’s face fell.
Thinking it over, it made sense. Who was he to think otherwise? As the saying goes, under the Sky-Reaching Realm, all are ants.
Only those above the Sky-Reaching Realm can control the fate of the world. He had just broken through to the Morning Glow Realm; he still had a long way to go.
“Let’s just lay low, lay low until the end of time. In the face of disaster, being able to protect my family is good enough.”
Meng Qingzhou was deeply struck, suddenly recognizing reality and himself.
“You’re teachable,” Dongfang Liuli said with great satisfaction, patting Meng Qingzhou’s shoulder, almost saying, ‘That’s a good boy.’
As the two chatted, the City Lord of Resist the North City, Wu Shangpin, soared into the sky like a meteor, landing lightly on the back of the pack beast, bowing to the Empress from a distance.
“Your Majesty, the hundred thousand soldiers of Resist the North City await your command.”
Dongfang Liuli regained her usual majesty and said calmly, “Let’s move out.”
Wu Shangpin nodded, immediately waving his hand and shouting, “All troops, listen up! Form hidden formations in units of three thousand, target—the Northern Sejong Alliance!”
Instantly, the entire Resist the North City awakened like a prehistoric beast. The city walls, thousands of meters high, seemed to connect heaven and earth. Even a single city gate was a hundred meters tall, exuding an ancient, vast aura.
The city gates rumbled open, causing the entire northern snowfield to quake, triggering avalanches on countless snow-capped mountains.
A dense army in black armor poured out, forming formations in an orderly manner. Each unit of three thousand was surrounded by formation masters holding formation disks and flags.
As far as the eye could see, the army formations that once filled the endless snowfield began to disappear one by one as the hidden formations activated.
Gradually, not a single figure could be seen on the vast land! Even their presence was hard to detect.
The bloodthirsty aura that once soared to the sky, even evaporating the snow, was now completely gone.
Meng Qingzhou’s Sword Sense domain had been active since they arrived at Resist the North City. In his perception, it was like a radar screen filled with countless red dots, suddenly switching to stealth mode, clearing out in an instant!
“No wonder they are the elite troops of the northern border’s first city. Such efficiency is truly astonishing,” Meng Qingzhou couldn’t help but marvel.
Dongfang Liuli’s eyes sparkled. Hearing Meng Qingzhou’s praise, she felt immensely proud.
If others said this, she would just smile, taking it as flattery. But being praised by her husband was like scoring a hundred on a test and being showered with compliments by family, bringing immense joy.
“Hmph, you have good taste,” Dongfang Liuli snorted proudly.
“Cultivation is dull and tedious. Only when you witness tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of troops forming up at your command, crushing the enemy under your strategic maneuvers, can you feel the allure of the battlefield.”
“Though chaotic times bring sorrow, they also bring beauty. For an ambitious hero, war is the greatest gift.”
“Since childhood, I aspired to ascend the throne, not just for the common people. That’s too fake. I was only eight years old then. How could I have such grand ideals? Back then, I just thought… the epic feeling of commanding troops and facing off against armies was too intoxicating, making me lose myself. It wasn’t until I grew older that I developed the wish to unify the Wilderness and end the chaos of the warring states.”
Hearing this, Meng Qingzhou remained silent, feeling rather strange.
He couldn’t shake the feeling that the Empress’s tone sounded a bit like his wife’s…
Was it an illusion?
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