The First Day of Becoming a War Correspondent

Today marked the end of a week of Secluded Cultivation.

Zhu Zhuqing and Wood Spirit were sparring in an open field while Su Xuan watched from the side with a calm, composed air.

Wood Spirit was fighting in a thoroughly stifled manner. He had the strength, but he could not use all of it.

In Su Xuan's eyes, he was a qualified Sparring Partner, specifically there to help his "little Child Bride" practice her combat skills, raising his strength a little each time.

It gave this "little Child Bride" just the right amount of pressure to train with.

Wood Spirit ground his teeth. Damn it! I was the great Jianmu Spirit! Even if I died, I would never have done something so degrading.

But Su Xuan, that Rich Dog, was paying far too much!!

Wood Spirit indignantly condemned the Bourgeoisie for exploiting Toiling Masses like him, then went into battle and continued going easy as a Sandbag and Sparring Partner.

A yellow Soul Ring appeared behind Zhu Zhuqing as she unleashed her Martial Soul.

After releasing her Martial Soul, Zhu Zhuqing's figure became slightly more mature. But to Su Xuan, she was still the kind of Bean Sprout one could only look at, not eat.

During the fight, Wood Spirit occasionally dodged and occasionally seemed to casually plant a seed.

Yet whenever Wood Spirit was about to lose, a vine would inexplicably burst from the ground and change the course of battle.

Su Xuan watched the fight with great interest. It should originally have been completely one-sided. With Wood Spirit's strength and his shrewd battlefield arrangements, he could probably beat up ten current Zhu Zhuqings.

Unfortunately, Su Xuan had used the mighty power of money to corrupt Wood Spirit's heart. Wood Spirit was now going as easy on her as the Pacific Ocean was vast.

The two now appeared evenly matched, and Zhu Zhuqing even held a slight advantage at times, but the situation on the battlefield remained firmly under Wood Spirit's control.

Zhu Zhuqing cultivated the Taiyin True Scripture Su Xuan had given her, a genuine top-tier cultivation technique. Naturally, his "Child Bride" had to have the best.

After cultivating this secret manual, Zhu Zhuqing's current strength could be said to have undergone a complete transformation.

But the most crucial part was the Dual Cultivation Medicinal Bath from four days ago. It had to be said that that session of cultivation had brought enormous benefits to both of them.

Compared to Su Xuan's gains, Zhu Zhuqing had practically smashed the foundation of her original house and rebuilt it from scratch.

First came the improvement in her talent. After being transformed by Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, Zhu Zhuqing's Innate Soul Power could now be considered level ten, or even higher.

Moreover, her original Martial Soul had further evolved, from the Hell Spirit Cat into the Night Emissary. The Night Emissary was a God-tier Martial Soul, and her Soul Ring evolved alongside it, changing from Hell Stab to Night Stab.

Her Soul Power had also reached level twenty.

The effects of the medicine were ridiculously powerful.

The two fought fiercely on the field until Su Xuan stopped them. He clapped his hands and said, "All right, all right. That's enough."

Then Su Xuan said to Zhu Zhuqing, "You still have far too little combat experience. Even if Wood Spirit used strength two levels below yours, he could probably still beat you up."

Zhu Zhuqing felt a little aggrieved. How long had she even been cultivating? How could that possibly be compared?

Su Xuan seemed to notice Zhu Zhuqing's grievance and said softly, "Wood Spirit is the same age as you, yet he's so much stronger. And I'm even stronger than him. I'm the same age as you too, so you need to work even harder."

Zhu Zhuqing said no more. She lowered her head in silence. She had always hated losing, and her competitive spirit immediately surged up.

Su Xuan comforted Zhu Zhuqing, saying, "It's fine. I'll have him be your Sandbag and Sparring Partner a few more times. Be smart about it and learn as much as you can from him. Before long, you'll be as strong as he is."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded earnestly. The girl's expression was adorable beyond reason, and Su Xuan could not resist messing up her hair into a Pheasant's nest again.

Zhu Zhuqing did not mind. Instead, she rubbed against his hand as if she rather enjoyed it.

Su Xuan found it strange. Did all girls like this kind of Head Pat?

The blazing sun hung overhead.

Two more days passed after their last Secluded Cultivation ended.

Su Xuan, Zhu Zhuqing, and Wood Spirit—the group of two people and one tree—had arrived at the border between the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire.

The two great empires had not gone to war, but minor clashes never ceased.

The Dao Scripture had always hoped Su Xuan could see the cruel truth at the core of this continent through war.

Su Xuan had no objection, so he came here—to the battlefield.

To become an honorable War Correspondent.

Today was a peaceful day, with sunlight shining everywhere.

Su Xuan led Zhu Zhuqing and Wood Spirit up a mountaintop, took out a specially made Telescope, and began one of a War Correspondent's professional skills: Covert Observation.

For them, heading directly onto the battlefield was still too dangerous. Thus, their protagonist Su Xuan prudently chose to climb the mountain and observe in secret.

Within their little group of two people and one tree, Su Xuan and Zhu Zhuqing happily set up camp, looking as relaxed as if they were on vacation.

Wood Spirit shook his head and continued pondering how to get rid of his beard. It had become a source of torment for him!

The mountains had no shortage of wild game. With Su Xuan and Zhu Zhuqing's skills, catching a few Pheasants and Rabbits was naturally effortless.

But Zhu Zhuqing preferred fish.

Su Xuan was a considerate person.

Since the "Child Bride" Zhu Zhuqing he had snatched away liked fish, then he would catch some for her.

Su Xuan instructed Zhu Zhuqing to bring the captured Pheasants and Rabbits back to the campsite.

Then Su Xuan, humming a little tune alone, made his way step by step toward the foot of the mountain, where there was a small stream.

Walking through the woods, Su Xuan breathed in nature's scent, enjoyed the evening breeze in the mountains, and held a stalk of Blue Silver Grass between his lips.

He felt relaxed and at ease.

His spiritual senses sounded a warning!!!

Su Xuan's first reaction was to roll left. Three cold arrows had already embedded themselves in the spot where he had just been standing.

Su Xuan did not dare let down his guard. He immediately unleashed his Martial Soul, and specks of golden lacquer appeared over his body—they were dragon scales.

At the same time, Su Xuan tore open a defensive talisman in his hand, and a layer of golden light shielded his body.

Su Xuan's pale golden eyes slowly emitted a clear glow as he looked around. Where was the enemy?

His bloodline gradually boiled, his heartbeat quickened with each beat, and his vision and hearing were pushed to their limits. His spiritual senses likewise reached their utmost extent.

At the border between the two nations, scouts and spies were never in short supply.

Su Xuan knew that they had likely mistaken him for an enemy.

Yet this approach of striking to kill without asking questions or exchanging a single word still shocked Su Xuan. He felt the cold-bloodedness of these soldiers.

Human lives were nothing but grass in their eyes, completely worthless.

If anyone ordinary had been standing here instead of him, they would have died in the first volley of arrows.

Su Xuan's ears twitched as he listened to the wind. Southeast!

Su Xuan tore open the Swiftness Talisman clenched tightly in his hand and activated his first and second soul skills together, pushing his speed to the limit.

Like a bolt of lightning, he shot toward where the archers were hiding. The enemy had apparently not expected Su Xuan to be so fast. Caught off guard, they had no time to flee. Just as they prepared to fight desperately, Su Xuan punched one of them in the stomach with tremendous force.

The soldier fainted stiffly on the spot.

Su Xuan frowned. Something was very wrong. The mountain range he had chosen was already considered remote. There should not have been any scouts here.

Su Xuan had a bad feeling, the sense that a storm was about to break.

Evening came.

The soldier woke to the rich aroma of fish soup.

Su Xuan and Zhu Zhuqing were eating dinner around the campfire.

It smelled delicious, and the soldier swallowed.

Su Xuan looked at the awakened soldier. "You're finally awake? I won't make things difficult for you. I'll only ask a few simple questions. Answer honestly, and I'll let you go."

"Which empire are you from?"

"Star Luo."

Su Xuan looked at the soldier and fell silent for a moment.

"Is the Star Luo Empire preparing to start a war?"

That one sentence was like a thunderclap to the soldier.

The soldier had strict control over his expression and replied coldly, "I don't know."

But Su Xuan had already gotten his answer from the man's microexpression.

Wood Spirit looked leisurely at Su Xuan and asked, "Kill him?"

Su Xuan lacked experience in such matters and did not want to deal with it. He said impatiently to Wood Spirit, "Handle him yourself!"

Wood Spirit shook his head and sternly warned him, "You can't go on without blood on your hands.

Haven't you realized it yet? This continent respects only the strong!

This soldier must die. What if he returns and exposes our location?

And you need to change this mindset. You will kill this man."

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