Clan Cultivation: Starting from Beast Taming Chapter 968 - 968 450 The Crying Child Gets the Milk

Chapter 968: Chapter 450: The Crying Child Gets the Milk [8000-word ga Chapter, Please Subscribe]_5 Chapter 968: Chapter 450: The Crying Child Gets the Milk [8000-word ga Chapter, Please Subscribe]_5 After the war, the recognition of his achievents turned out to be extrely high.

“After this battle, Little Friend Zhou, your na will once again spread throughout the entire army, and the number of your battle rits will also enter the top twenty among the Purple Mansion Phase Cultivators, making you a true dark horse contender for the ‘Seven Luminaries of the Heavenly Spirit Legion’!”

Inside the great hall, Wei Yong, after looking over the collected battle rits of everyone, quickly summoned Zhou Chun here and lavished praise on his performance.

However, facing Wei Yong’s praise, Zhou Chun did not show much joy; on the contrary, he bowed deeply on the spot and said, “Commandant, your discernnt is clear. I have a favor to ask!”

“Oh, what do you wish to speak about?”

Wei Yong was slightly taken aback, then imdiately looked at Zhou Chun with a curious expression.

Under his gaze, Zhou Chun spoke in a steady and deep voice, “After this great battle, I’ve found that my true strength still falls sowhat short compared to people like Yin Shaotian. Therefore, I seek an elixir that can help break through the barrier to the Purple Mansion Late Stage as soon as possible!”

At this, Zhou Chun continued earnestly, “If I manage to break through to the Purple Mansion Late Stage, then against demon cultivators like the ‘White-Haired Blood Demon’ Ge Changsheng, I am confident that I will be able to slay them on the battlefield!”

“Hmm, what you say makes sense. You are indeed at a disadvantage compared to those individuals in terms of cultivation level!”

Wei Yong nodded thoughtfully, showing considerable agreent with Zhou Chun’s words.

Then, after a brief contemplation, he quickly said to Zhou Chun, “This matter has co to my attention. Given your current achievents, it shouldn’t be difficult for to apply for an elixir to assist you in breaking through the barrier. You may return to your quarters and wait for further news!”

“Thank you, Commander, then I shall take my leave first!”

Zhou Chun felt a surge of joy in his heart, quickly expressed his thanks, and then left the great hall.

Once he had gone far, Wei Yong looked outside the hall with a faint smile and said, “No wonder Sect Leader Uncle helped to trick Master Qingwei back then. This youngster indeed knows how to seize opportunities and climb up the ladder. Having just accrued so rits, he’s already thinking about cashing them in for sothing that can enhance his strength. I’m genuinely looking forward to his future performance!”

On the other hand, buoyed by Wei Yong’s verbal agreent, Zhou Chun returned to his own unit’s station with joy in his heart.

Exchanging his battle rits through the Heavenly Spirit Legion’s channels for an elixir to break through to the Purple Mansion Late Stage was one of his intentions for coming to the battlefield.

His diligent performance in the battlefield was precisely with this goal in mind.

Being a Middle Stage Purple Mansion cultivator and managing to fight evenly with the infamous Old Demon like the ‘White-Haired Blood Demon’ Ge Changsheng, would surely make Golden Core Stage Cultivators like Wei Yong look forward to his strength after breaking through to the Purple Mansion Late Stage, hoping he would demonstrate even more on the battlefield.

Once this expectation was in place, and with his already considerable accomplishnts, he only needed to make the request opportunistically, and Wei Yong would definitely not refuse.

After all, serving under Wei Yong’s command, every enemy he slew contributed to the Commandant’s own rits.

If he truly ascended among the “Seven Luminaries of the Heavenly Spirit,” it would absolutely be of great benefit to Wei Yong.

With such mutual interests at stake and the care of the Moon Wheel Sect, there was no reason for Wei Yong not to facilitate this matter!

“As soon as I receive the elixir, I’ll apply for seclusion to break through the realm. Then, during the retreat, I’ll concentrate fully on cultivating the ‘Slaying God Technique.’ It won’t be too late to erge from seclusion after I’ve mastered this secret technique. By then, even if Baibai’s ‘Heavenly Gang Divine Thunder’ trump card is exposed, I will still have another to protect myself!”

Zhou Chun, satisfied and happy with his plan, contemplated further.

The current situation seed to vindicate his decision to be present on the battlefield.

A battlefield like this, full of opportunities to distinguish oneself, was truly a treasure land for him.

“Commander, all of the injured brothers have been taken care of. However, our unit has suffered significant losses this ti. Filling in the ranks will likely require more of your attention!”

Just as Zhou Chun returned to his station, elated with his plans, the report from Deputy Commander Cheng Zhiming dampened his spirits sowhat.

In the previous frontal battle, although Zhou Chun himself had achieved great rit, his First Unit had suffered heavy losses.

Out of the five hundred fully staffed mbers who set out, only three hundred twenty-five returned, including thirty-two who were disabled or had to retire due to fundantal injuries.

Moreover, more than half were wounded, with a significant number seriously injured.

This huge loss was his first such experience since taking command.

Even though it wasn’t due to poor leadership but the common outco of brutal warfare, it still caused him a hint of distress.

After all, these people were his subordinates, who had always followed his commands.

Even if he couldn’t achieve the level of loving his soldiers like his own children, he still had a certain responsibility towards them.

He now replied in a subdued tone, “I understand. You go and rest for now. Later, I will visit those injured brothers and do my best to treat their wounds!”

Hearing these words, Cheng Zhiming was slightly taken aback, not expecting a tal Elent Cultivation thod practitioner to heal others.

If this were Yue Feng, he would certainly be inquiring at this mont.

But Yue Feng himself was now injured and recuperating at his own residence.

Cheng Zhiming, who only had thoughts of unequivocal respect for Zhou Chun, of course, did not dare to question him.

So, even though curious, he imdiately responded respectfully, “Yes, Commandant, as you command.”