485: Chapter 106: Shenjing Envoy?
Slaughter!
(Large Chapter with ‘w’) 485: Chapter 106: Shenjing Envoy?
Slaughter!
(Large Chapter with ‘w’) If soone’s body is diseased, festering, should the rotten flesh be cut away, to allow for regeneration in pain, or should they consu dose after dose of bitter dicine, believing in a cure?
If it is a skilled physician, they would employ both thods, both excising the rot and nourishing the body with dicine and food, only then can recovery be swift.
If the patient is weak, then one thod must be chosen, but starting treatnt now will always be effective.
But what if the patient is unwilling to have the flesh cut away or to consu dicine?
Marching through frost, Han Mofeng, the Flank General of the Martial Army from Qinghai State in Da Chen’s Hanhai Path, lifted his head and saw the overcast sky at the Northern Border clear.
The brilliance of the sun spilled over distant ridges onto the Ice Forest, forming dazzling halos at the tips of the ice.
The martial army’s armor glead, the air was fresh and invigorating, the world was blanketed in snow, yet he slled decay.
Han Mofeng was born before the Late Emperor passed, during the years when new laws were implented.
It was a ti when the martial spirit thrived in both the court and among the people, a fervent era.
The difference between the new and the old laws in terms of civilian life was negligible; their main aim was expansion.
Riding on the foundations laid by his predecessors, the Late Emperor, at the peak of his empire, declared himself the Mysterious Heaven True Martial Great General, having authority over all martial forces.
The Late Emperor, holding both the Mysterious Heaven Lord Imperial Talisman and the North Pole Heavenly Martial True Talisman, oversaw the expansion efforts of the Northern Border, the Southern Wilderness, the Red Leaf Territory, and the Western Sea.
It was during this ti that the Conquering Martial Army reached its zenith.
At the sa ti, the resources of the Talisman Granting Heavenly Official also shifted towards supporting those undertaking the martial examinations.
Han Mofeng’s parents t in Hongjiang during the martial exams, enlisted together, and participated in the expansion of Hanhai Baiyuan by the Conquering Martial Army.
In the last year that the last unit of the Conquering Martial Army retired and shifted to the frontier, he was born.
Fortunate to be the child of military officials, he participated in the grand review at Green Jade Pass overseen by King Jing Xuan Guangyun.
He was even blessed by King Jing along with other newborns, and during his one-month celebration, he grabbed a small spear recast from the damaged armor of soldiers returned from battle.
His family joyfully took it as an auspicious sign, believing that the child of a military official would surely continue the career of his parents and that generations would continue to fight until Da Chen’s borders had been extended to the ends of the earth.
Han Mofeng did not disappoint his parents’ hopes.
Showing exceptional talent from an early age, he learned to regulate his breathing when he was still toddling, and wielded an iron sword while other children were still waving wooden ones.
At fourteen, he achieved Inner Breath using the family’s breathing thod, awakened his Fate Pattern “tal and Stone as Open,” and at sixteen, he attained proficiency in Inner Strength.
He was selected from the local Martial Arts Academy and went to study in Shenjing.
In Shenjing, the most prosperous city in the world, a once-in-a-century talent from the provinces was as common as dust.
The tallest buildings there could pierce through the clouds and reach towards the stars; the Art of Magic could bring down rainbows to form light bridges.
People did not rely on their legs for daily movent but traveled in ‘cloud carts’ that floated everywhere with the wind.
Han Mofeng was montarily overwheld by this world beyond his imagination.
But he did not, like many other provincial talents, fall into indulgence and decline, nor did he forget his hotown after being coaxed by the local noble families and officials of Shenjing.
Han Mofeng worked hard at the True Martial Platform, absorbed the most cutting-edge knowledge of Martial Arts, and honed his skills against opponents from all corners of the world until, at last, he mastered the Martial ridian—a unity of One Qi Opens Seven Orifices and One Spirit Penetrates Five Senses, empathizing with the heavens and the earth, clarifying his own heart.
He was undoubtedly diligent and talented, and even by Shenjing standards, he was considered excellent.
The instructors of True Martial Platform wrote him letters of recomndation, praising him, and sent him back to his hotown as a Colonel in the Martial Army.
Fresh out of the academy, he was a Colonel, commanding a martial battalion.
His starting point was his parents’ lifelong endpoint.
Han Mofeng thought this was just the beginning for him, that he would continue the great cause of the Da Chen Empire, expanding the King’s Soil, civilizing the barbarians, and upholding the ambitions of Da Chen’s dignity and glory.
He loved his country.
Even though tis had changed.
The year he returned ho, the Late Emperor passed prematurely, and though the country experienced no turbulence and everything operated as usual, sothing had crumbled.
The Conquering Martial Army had long been entirely disbanded; there were no military feats to be gained locally and, even when occasional border troubles arose, they were swiftly suppressed.
The border military officials spent their days drinking, and military affairs declined at a breathtaking pace.
Han Mofeng did not care about accolades.
If there were battles, he would throw himself into the fray, but if there was peace, he would also willingly maintain it.
After all, if his starting point was already the endpoint of his parents, why should he be anxious or seek further advancent?
But just as Han Mofeng was settling into a stable life of cultivation, a sudden Demon Sect calamity arose in Hanhai, leaving him speechless with astonishnt.
Suddenly, the most common task for the Martial Army of Hanhai, besides eliminating various Demon Sects and Heavenly Demons, was suppressing the Rebellious Citizens fleeing the monster calamity from the south.
It was truly inconceivable.
Han Mofeng could not accept that without any forewarning, the neighboring Hannan Path of his holand was facing an unprecedented calamity, and he had heard not a whisper of it.
In Hanhai, life was peaceful and undisturbed.
If he were just an ordinary person, perhaps he would indeed believe the official statent that the “True Chi Dragon had left its post, causing the Great Formation to crumble.”
But as one of True Martial Platform’s most outstanding students, Han Mofeng knew well that the True Chi Dragon was rely a guardian of the Great Formation, and its departure had no effect on the operation of the seal.
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