Surprise Attack Training

Yue Qianchou had intended to spend the night peacefully before leaving. He and his younger brother lay in bed and chatted for only a short while before the little guy, perhaps exhausted, drifted off to sleep. Looking at the sleeping child, Yue Qianchou was filled with emotion, considering whether to elevate him to a position beyond the reach of ordinary people. But then he reconsidered. The family was already small, and with his departure, no one knew what the future held. Sometimes, success wasn't guaranteed even with confidence; a single misstep could bring utter disaster to the family. It was best to let them live peacefully. He should try to keep them out of those unrealistic and uncertain matters. One person could pursue their own ambitions freely, but dragging a family along would only be a burden, too dangerous!

Unable to sleep in the dead of night, and knowing his mother would surely weep and wail again at their parting the next day, Yue Qianchou simply left. Though he said he left, it was really just a fleeting moment that he returned to his utopia. Now, everywhere felt both incredibly close and incredibly far to him.

Inside Utopia, the night was deep. The Misty Palace atop Misty Peak, however, resembled twinkling stars, its allure enhanced by the presence of fluorescent stones. The names Misty Peak and Misty Palace —these seemingly random names—were coined by Yue Qianchou. He couldn't think of anything better, so he simply used whatever names he vaguely recognized.

As soon as Yue Qianchou appeared in the Misty Palace, he heard a familiar bugle call coming from afar. He turned around sharply and looked into the distance, muttering, "Emergency assembly call! Is Yun Chang conducting night raid training again? Let's go take a look."

A cluster of wooden and stone houses, covering an area of nearly a kilometer, stretched out in a row, with a training ground in the center. At this moment, flames soared around the training ground, and a group of people rushed out of the houses, forming three neat rows. Yue Qianchou quietly appeared on the roof of one of the houses to observe. The people in front of him were the original nearly four hundred disciples from various sects; after removing the female disciples, three hundred and nine remained.

At Yue Qianchou's instruction, Guan Yu divided them into three companies, each with 103 men and a company Company Commander. Each company was further divided into three platoons, each with 34 men and a Platoon Leader. Each platoon had three squads, each with 11 men and a Squad Leader. The three Company Commander were all late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, and the Platoon Leader and Squad Leader leaders were also Nascent Soul Realm cultivators. Given their equal cultivation levels, these positions were filled by cultivators skilled in command. After this division of the teams, Guan Yu immediately noticed a significant improvement in training efficiency.

At the front of the parade ground, a large black triangular flag hung on a flagpole. If one looked closely by the firelight, one could vaguely make out the three large golden characters embroidered on it. "Black Society." Beside the flagpole, on a platform made of stones, Guan Yu, dressed in a black outfit and with a black turban wrapped around his head, surveyed the crowd below with an extraordinary, cold gaze, nodding in satisfaction. Suddenly, he shouted in a deep voice, "Company Commander, come up to the platform to receive the battle plan!" As he spoke, he produced three jade tablets.

The three men standing at the front of the three teams flashed onto the stone platform, each receiving a jade tablet from Guan Yu. They immediately infused their Divine Sense to examine it, and after reading it, returned the jade tablets. Then, each of the three men flashed to the front of their respective teams and shouted to their team members in turn, "Dress according to the requirements of Battle Plan No. 3, and carry the appropriate weapons. Assemble on the spot within five minutes, then dismissed!"

Whoosh! The three teams vanished instantly, all rushing back into the room. A short while later, another group of men, dressed in black and with black headscarves, emerged. After taking their positions, the company Company Commander gathered their platoon Platoon Leader and Squad Leader and quickly relayed the plan. Finally, the Company Commander reported to Guan Yu, "Report, First Company is ready. Report, Second Company is ready. Report, Third Company is ready."

Guan Yu nodded and shouted, "Order! After the ambush target enters the encirclement, the first round of attack will be carried out by all three companies, concentrating all their strength to inflict maximum damage on the target. Once we achieve the desired effect, we will immediately switch to the second round of attack, with the First Company and third companies leading the attack and the second company providing support, and seizing the spoils as quickly as possible. Considering that the target may have a large number of reinforcements, if this is discovered, the third company will immediately switch from the main attack to blocking. If the blocking is not effective, First Company first and second companies will quickly return to reinforce, forming maximum combat strength and retreating quickly. If the situation becomes extremely critical... the First Company and second companies will retreat, and the third company will cover the rear. Do you all understand?"

"Understood!" The shouts were deafening. Guan Yu waved his hand, and the company commanders Company Commander around and shouted, "Move out!" As soon as the order was given, more than three hundred men pulled the black scarves around their necks up to their noses, leaving only their eyes exposed, and quickly flew away. Guan Yu followed closely behind.

Instantly, the entire drill ground fell silent, save for the flickering firelight. Standing on the rooftop Yue Qianchou shook his head and sighed, "Not bad, less than ten minutes from emergency assembly to departure. Alas! But the weapons are different, and the cultivation Cultivation Method are different too. I wonder if we can unleash the full power of collective combat. It seems we need to find an opportunity to take them out for a test!"

Now, only Yue Qianchou lives in the small courtyard, making it very quiet. Yang Qian is also very perceptive; seeing that the personal disciple of the head elder of the Alchemy Pavilion and the daughter of the head elder of Myriad Fragrance Garden have become lovers, he has never assigned anyone else to the courtyard. After the Yan Shu, the outer steward of the Alchemy Pavilion, Guan Wei Wu has not found a replacement, and the position is temporarily filled by Yang Qian, the inner steward. Therefore, he is in charge of all these miscellaneous matters, practically becoming the head steward of the Alchemy Pavilion, wielding considerable power.

Yue Qianchou strolled leisurely towards the main hall of the Alchemy Pavilion. Many disciples addressed him as "Uncle-Master," and those of the same generation greeted each other. Those of higher seniority would nod at him. He hadn't told anyone on Fu Xian Island that his cultivation had reached the Core Formation stage. Overall, life was quite comfortable. He recalled what Gu Qingyun had said about his carefree life, "It's so much better here! Someone of my cultivation level in the Cultivation Pavilion, a place teeming with experts, would be exhausted just from greeting people. It's best to stay hidden and cultivate."

"Do you know where Deacon Yang is?" Yue Qianchou asked, pulling aside a disciple. He had come specifically to find Yang Qian. After the disciple bowed, he told him that Yang Qian was inside the main hall. Upon entering the hall, they indeed found Yang Qian looking around, searching for something.

"Deacon Yang!" Yue Qianchou called out. Yang Qian turned around, saw it was him, shook his head and smiled, "It's really difficult to see you even once in a while. Tell me, what brings you here this time?"

"Look at what you're saying! You're too busy these days, so I'm embarrassed to bother you so often!" Yue Qianchou said with a smile. The two had always had a good relationship and often exchanged similar jokes when they met.

"I'm busy with other things, so just tell me what's on your mind!" Yang Qian said bluntly. Yue Qianchou nodded and asked, "I heard that various sects are going to send more people to the Cultivation Alliance, is that true?"

"Don't you know if it's true or not? Didn't that person from Myriad Fragrance Garden tell you?" Yang Qian said with a meaningful smile.

"I've only heard about this matter; I don't know the specifics, otherwise I wouldn't have bothered you."

"Oh!" Yang Qian smiled noncommittally, paused, and said, "It's true. It all started with the conflict between the Qingguang Sect and the Blood Demon Palace. Now, both sides have called it quits, but this time, many sects have been dragged into it. The righteous sects of the entire Cultivation World are very annoyed by the Qingguang Sect's constant trouble-making. Therefore, they have decided to strengthen the nominal Cultivation Alliance to truly play a role in fair adjudication and to punish those sects that cause trouble without authorization. The various sects are currently discussing the details, and it is estimated that they will send people to put it into action in a few days."

Yue Qianchou nodded thoughtfully. So that's how it is. He understood. Yang Qian glanced at him and asked curiously, "Why are you asking this? Do you want to go? I advise you not to have that idea. These kinds of things are usually led by the people of the Cultivation Pavilion and have nothing to do with the people of other sects."

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