With the thirty-year deadline drawing near, and just over a month remaining, the Celestial Race's army of one million arrived beyond the western border of Great An Kingdom and set up camp.
Inside a tent, John Yucheng carefully inspected the jade talismans he had just received.
John Yucheng was thirty-one this year, at the Law Manifestation Realm. He looked like a young man, handsome, with flowing blue hair, pure violet eyes, and pale skin.
He came from the John Family, the foremost family of the Celestial Race. Unfortunately, he was merely a distant branch member—and an illegitimate son with no status whatsoever.
As long as I earn military merits, who will dare look down on me?! John Yuzhang, one day I will make you kneel at my feet... John Yucheng could not help drifting into his fantasies.
"For this campaign against Great An Kingdom, our Celestial Race attaches extraordinary importance to it. Twelve Saints alone have come, and even an Apex Emperor Weapon has been deployed. Most people fear going to war, never realizing this is a once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity to earn merit!"
Suppressing his stray thoughts, John Yucheng focused on inspecting the jade talismans.
"Eh? Why is this Thunder Flood Dragon Jade Talisman inferior quality? This one is inferior too, and this one as well..." John Yucheng's brows knitted tightly as he kept flipping through the Spirit Talismans. "No, the jade talismans at the back cannot be used at all. They are not even inferior quality!"
He abruptly rose to his feet, his face filled with fury.
"Damn it, who embezzled them? It would be one thing if these vermin embezzled and corrupted things in peacetime, but they still dare embezzle during a war! What do they take our lives for?!"
Seething with indignation, John Yucheng rushed out of his