Wu Sidu: Let Me Make You Noodles

Inside Nan Fusheng's room on the ninety-fifth floor of the Spirit Pagoda.

"The Federation Fleet has returned."

Nan Fusheng gripped the latest intelligence report tightly in his hand, a barely perceptible ripple surfacing in his deep eyes.

Today, the Federation Fleet had officially returned. The War Gods led by Vast Sea Douluo had already arrived back in Ming City. Meanwhile, the soldiers of the Three Great Fleets remained stationed in an orderly manner at Skysea City's harbor, methodically preparing for their next campaign.

Although this campaign had failed to achieve the expected victory, the issue had not been military command or the soldiers' combat capabilities. Tang Sect's interference had simply made matters far more complicated.

For Chen Xinjie, the Commander-in-Chief of the Three Armies, this minor defeat was no more than a drop in the ocean compared to his glorious record. It could not shake his status within the Federation in the slightest.

As a Quasi-God-level powerhouse and the War God Temple Master, he had always received immense tolerance and respect from the Federation government.

Unless Chen Xinjie committed an unforgivable crime such as colluding with the enemy and treason, or handing a God-Slaying Level Soul Guidance Shell directly to the enemy—and there was irrefutable evidence—in the Federation's power structure, his position was as unshakable as a rock.

"It seems the Martial Arts Marriage Tournament will be quite lively." Nan Fusheng's gaze was profound as he murmured softly.

At the same time as the Federation Fleet's return, another storm was quietly brewing. After recovering from his injuries, Qiangu Dieting of the Spirit Pagoda Headquarters secretly led Qiangu Qingfeng and his wife to Ming City.

Leng Yaozhu and the other Vice Pagoda Master remained behind to guard the Spirit Pagoda Headquarters.

At the same time, Shrek and Tang Sect also seemed