The recruitment notice had been issued in the name of Fanyang Prefecture, calling for soldiers to put down the bandits and quell the unrest. The requirements were extraordinarily lax: anyone with Tribulation Cultivation could enlist, with no other conditions.
Young Master Lei Er had sent Xu Yi countless voice transmissions, urging him not to enlist. He had bluntly said that such lax requirements meant they were probably recruiting cannon fodder, and Xu Yi absolutely must not sign up lightly.
However, Xu Yi wouldn't listen. Young Master Lei Er had no choice but to be dragged into it with him.
It had to be said that Young Master Lei Er was rather wise.
Those lax requirements really were for recruiting cannon fodder. Young Master Lei Er had turned to ash in the very first battle.
Xu Yi, on the other hand, had stayed in the ranks. In the blink of an eye, he had been a soldier under Fanyang Prefecture for nearly a month.
One evening, after dinner, he found a tree on the grassy slope in front of the mess hall and leaned against it, resting with his eyes closed.
Quite a few soldiers who had finished their meal were scattered across the slope. Some sat quietly, others chatted idly. Bathed in the slanting rays of the setting sun and the evening breeze, they made for a rare scene of leisure.
"Squad Leader, here. I was quick and managed to grab two extra."
Just as Xu Yi was half asleep, a young man came over and handed him two scarlet fruits: Hundred Spirits Fruits, sweet and fragrant, with remarkable effects for replenishing one's strength. The daily supply was limited.
He opened his eyes, nodded at the young man, took a Hundred Spirits Fruit, and bit into it. His mouth filled