There Will Always Be a Breeze of the World, Filling My Hundred Thousand and Eighty Thousand Dreams

Some things are very precious to the indigenous people.

But it was just an ordinary thing for Wang Wen's team.

Ordinary items like the [ Great Luo Creation Pill ], which can be bought for a few thousand Point, are not worth buying from the item market.

Even if Zhu Xingguo could easily create hundreds of them by switching his skills between his left and right hands, his level 7 [ Universal Advancement ] skill has a 12-hour cooldown and can create 6 copies out of thin air each time. Each of these 6 copies can be sold into [ Equal Exchange ] to generate a separate record. Each record of the level 7 [ Equal Exchange ] can be bought back 64 times, which means that on average, 384 copies can be created every 12 hours.

Buying all 300+ of them with Point would only Point 1 million points.

With the team's average assets now exceeding 100 billion, this is truly a drop in the ocean.

Ever since I took the Fox as my spirit.

Wang Wen seems to have developed a special affection for the local indigenous people.

He no longer viewed the natives as cold, lifeless numbers.

There will also be a very small number of people who show concern for their own kind.

Giving a middle-aged person the [ Great Luo Creation Pill ] is an outward expression of this sentiment.

Fortunately, there were no Tower Climber around him at that moment.

Even the spirit Fox was nowhere to be found.

Otherwise, they would probably be so shocked their jaws would drop and their eyes would pop out.

Wang Wen herself seemed oblivious.

Without a care, he took out another [ Great Luo Creation Pill ] and asked, under the middle-aged man's astonished gaze, "How's the effect? Want another one?"

The middle-aged man shook his head repeatedly, extending his hand and saying, "No, no."

Wait until you notice your own actions.

He quickly withdrew his hand, nodding and waving, saying, "Okay, okay."

Wang Wen: "..."

youth. "..."

Middle-aged people feel as if their brains have stopped working.

"No need." Wang Wen placed the [ Great Luo Creation Pill ] in his hand. "Just treat it like candy, don't be nervous."

The middle-aged man almost burst into tears.

I just tried it out.

One pill was enough to heal my damaged tendons and veins.

Even many old injuries are showing signs of recovery!

Where on earth can you find such candies?!

He really dared not accept any more; if he did, he felt that the only way he could possibly pay off his debts was by selling himself into servitude.

The young man next to him, however, had a flushed face full of excitement.

They are so engrossed in their own interpretation of the "superior person's model" that they can't break free.

Given his current mood, if he were emperor, he'd probably just hand over the throne.

Of course, actually handing over the throne would probably lead to something even more exciting for him.

Because there's a very high chance that Wang Wen will dismissively decline.

Then in the eyes of young people, it becomes:

He doesn't even want the throne and the empire?

How tall must this person be?

Why must the mortal world be unbeautiful, and emperors unworthy, to ascend to heaven and become immortals?

The young man couldn't understand.

Middle-aged people find it even harder to understand.

Wang Wen's unintentional actions sparked all sorts of bizarre ideas in the minds of the two local natives.

Seeing the conflicted look on the middle-aged man's face as he held the "candy," reluctant to eat it but also unwilling to refuse it.

The young man simply couldn't bear it.

He tried saying to Wang Wen, "Master, this is far too valuable. We are unworthy of it. How about we exchange it for money or goods? You can quote as high a price as you like. I may not have much else, but I do have some money and goods."

Wang Wen looked at him strangely. "Let's forget about money and valuables. Even gold isn't worth much. These pills, while not inexhaustible, are enough for us. If you two like them, I can give you... a few. What's wrong with you?"

Before he could finish speaking, the young man was already in a state of ecstasy, moaning and groaning.

The young man felt he absolutely loved this "superior mode".

I kept talking about money, but the other person never cared.

That's absolutely amazing.

Wang Wen frowned.

I thought about it.

I reached out and tossed him a [ Purification ] spell.

The other party showed no signs of being " Purification " and was still saying "oh".

Until he was awakened by a middle-aged man.

The young man then wiped the drool from his mouth.

Looking at Wang Wen, who had long since ignored him and begun examining the ground, he pursed his lips and whispered to the middle-aged man, " Commander Yun, do you think this pill is too ordinary, or that the master is too extraordinary to give it away so easily?"

The middle-aged man analyzed the situation using a process of elimination. "This elixir can restore the damaged meridians in my body, and even shows signs of healing for old injuries. It's definitely not an ordinary product! It must be from a highly skilled master!"

"I think so too." The young man's eyes were filled with ecstatic joy. "Could it be that we've really encountered an immortal!"

Wang Wen, who was being discussed ahead, focused on the ground and controlled her energy to move forward a distance along the battlefield.

In the distance, a row of tents stretched out horizontally in the shadows.

The scene is different from that inside the border.

It's pitch black here.

There was almost no light.

Wang Wen pointed to the tents and asked the middle-aged man, "Are these the enemy forces that have come to attack?"

The middle-aged man nodded. "The most powerful general in the Northern Kingdom is known for his ruthlessness and cruelty. He leaves no survivors wherever he goes. He is extremely strict in disciplining his troops, and his soldiers are all fierce and difficult to deal with."

Wang Wen nodded.

One stream of energy separated and transformed into a colossal foot reaching to the heavens.

He kicked over the largest tents.

Suddenly, a flurry of shouts and gong sounds erupted from the camp below.

Torches lit up the surrounding area in large patches.

Countless figures poured out from the various tents.

With spear and halberd in hand and armor neatly in place, he seemed to be constantly on guard against a night attack from his opponent.

However, when the large group of people gathered in the camp, they did not find any trace of the attackers.

The crowd looked on in bewilderment, like ants that had inexplicably lost their food.

Among them was a tall, robust man in heavy armor, surrounded by a group of equally burly soldiers, who walked to the overturned tent to inspect it.

The "flying" object was not clearly visible in the air, and the middle-aged man made no comment.

Wang Wen naturally had no idea who those people were.

All you can see are the heads of the people on the ground; there's no progress.

And these people are truly insidious; the largest tents are filled with dummies made of straw and clothing.

There were no real people sleeping inside.

If some unlucky soul were to launch a night raid on the camp, they would probably die with their eyes wide open in disbelief.

Wang Wen waved her hand, causing the giant foot to transform into a giant hand, which grabbed the tall man and lifted him into the air.

The man struggled desperately at first.

He was stunned once his body was off the ground.

All the soldiers were stunned.

He stared blankly up at the night sky.

Without light Wang Wen and the other two were completely invisible in the air.

They could only watch helplessly as their general inexplicably "ascended" and disappeared on the spot.

The middle-aged man saw a figure rise up in front of him.

It was pitch black and its features were obscured.

However, judging from the other person's physique, it was clear that this person was no ordinary individual.

At the very least, he is physically strong and possesses considerable courage.

Being suddenly lifted into the air in the middle of the night didn't scare me so much I peed my pants.

He could still feign composure and ask questions.

For example, at this moment, that person is saying, "Who is this powerful figure who has made this move? I have no idea where I have offended you. Please forgive me if I have done anything wrong."

Instead of answering, Wang Wen asked, "Are you the commander of this unit?"

The man replied ambiguously, "What business do you have with our commander?"

Seeing his sly appearance.

Wang Wen smiled and said, "If you are the commander-in-chief, then we can discuss the surrender. If not, you will die."

The person on the other end was startled again, and asked with great confusion, "Who are you? Why are you interfering in the war between our two countries?"

Wang Wen shook her head, gestured to the dark figure behind her, and introduced, "Let me introduce you, this is His Highness."

The person on the other end was taken aback. "Which prince?"

The young man snorted.

The middle-aged man spoke up, revealing his identity. "Open your eyes wide and look carefully, standing before you is none other than His Highness the Second Prince of our dynasty!"

The group of people spoke in the dark.

Whether you open your eyes or not, you can't see the other person's face clearly.

Upon hearing the middle-aged man's voice, the other party seemed to realize something and asked, "May I ask if you are the renowned Yun Muzhi of the Southern Dynasty, Yun Mu?"

The middle-aged man glanced at Wang Wen but remained silent.

The fight he just had barely touched left him severely damaged, and he was no longer in a position to acknowledge the title of "Martial Saint."

Wang Wen didn't care about these things.

Lifting the tall man, he continued, "So, are you the commander? Will you surrender or not?"

The other person gave several wry laughs.

Finally, he sighed and said, "With immortals aiding our army in the Southern Dynasty, victory is hopeless. It's better to surrender sooner rather than later; we might even be able to snag a minor official position."

He bowed respectfully to the young man from the shadows. "In that case, Your Highness, from now on, I, Su, will follow your lead without question!"

The young man's voice lit up with delight. "Su? You really are General Su Sheng?!"

"That's me." Seeing that the other party knew his name, Su Sheng was somewhat proud.

The young man leaned closer to Wang Wen and said excitedly, "This man is a famous general from the Northern Kingdom. If we capture the enemy commander alive tonight without harming a single person, our morale will be greatly boosted. My father will surely be overjoyed and reward this man handsomely!"

Wang Wen recalled the progress made by the soldiers at the border and casually agreed.

He sought people to surrender not for the emperor's reward.

I just want to minimize the number of delays.

Of course, we could also annihilate the entire attacking force.

However, since there's no limit to energy consumption these days, it's always better to conserve some.

He carried Su Sheng down to the ground, allowing Su Sheng to arrange the surrender of the entire army.

The young man beside him was still overjoyed and excited. "This is wonderful! With such a capable and disciplined general, our soldiers will no longer be exhausted, and we will have a greater chance of winning battles against other countries. He truly is a master; tonight's operation will be a great achievement!"

Wang Wen looked at him. "Do you think highly of this person?"

The young man replied, "Of course! This is a renowned general from the Northern Kingdom! All the surrounding countries have sought his services, but unexpectedly, he has come to our side today. It is truly a blessing from heaven!"

Speaking of which...

He glanced at Wang Wen.

He changed his tune, saying, "It's all thanks to the expert's help! On behalf of my father, I thank you!"

Wang Wen nodded.

Looking down, he saw the "famous general of the Northern Kingdom " disappear into the crowd and immediately shrink back into the throng.

A moment later.

A group of people, all stripped of their outer armor and left only in cotton clothing of similar colors, scattered and fled.

The remaining soldiers did their best to extinguish the torches.

The camp was instantly plunged into darkness.

Wang Wen said to the astonished young man behind her, "It seems that the famous general from the Northern Kingdom isn't very trustworthy."

The young man was quite annoyed. "The dignified cannibal Su Sheng is actually such a despicable person!"

Wang Wen waved out a large transparent barrier to surround the camp.

Several Little Sun were condensed and tossed into the sky above the camp to provide illumination.

These Little Sun of pure energy are unlike those created out of thin air; once created, the energy consumed can only be controlled through the Five-Fold Enlightenment or dissipates and cannot be recovered.

Little Sun that generates pure energy can be recycled.

Just like the Little Sun left with Zhu Xingguo, it can be absorbed back into the body as a form of energy replenishment.

Wang Wen hasn't used Little Sun to attack in a long time.

Not only does it waste energy, but its power is also difficult to control.

If you don't have enough fry, you won't win.

Too many of these could easily harm one's own people.

Nowadays, using it for lighting is a good use.

The amount of energy dissipated during the lighting process is not large.

The duration is determined purely by the energy number.

It works even better than Ren Ruanruan's [ Lossless Illumination ].

Wang Wen dropped several Little Sun into the sky above the camp.

The entire camp was as bright as Daylight, with every corner and detail clearly visible.

The scattered "cotton-clad" children rode their horses and crashed into the transparent barrier.

They all fell and were left with broken heads.

Sitting there, lost in thought.

The young and middle-aged people watching this scene from the sky could almost feel their confusion and despair.

With a "celestial being" involved, there was no hope of escape.

The cotton-cloth-clad people were helpless.

Sitting on the ground, lost in thought.

Wang Wen didn't want to waste time, so she waved her Scepter and made a vow.

This oath is quite interesting.

It would make Su Sheng's head glow green.

In other words, a Little Sun will appear precisely above Su Sheng's head and follow him until its energy is depleted.

The vow was made.

The three people were watching, and there was no green light shining above the heads of the various people in "cotton clothes".

Instead, a green light appeared in one of the tents where the chaotic soldiers poured in.

The green light flickered on and off, as if countless people were trying to extinguish it.

Unfortunately, the power of the oath was not so easily overcome. The Scepter kept draining Wang Wen's energy, and the green light inside the tent grew brighter and brighter until it almost illuminated half the night sky.

At the entrance of the tent.

A soldier with a huge green light above his head walked out dejectedly.

Behind him followed a group of equally dejected soldiers.

Under the green light, Su Sheng looked up at the sky.

With a clang, the weapon and armor were dropped.

Even a series of elaborate schemes couldn't evade the immortal's pursuit; this is simply beyond human capability.

He finally gave up the idea of running away.

They loudly announced their surrender.

Soldiers inside and outside the other tents also threw down their weapons.

In the blink of an eye.

This notorious and ruthless unit became a surrendered army.

The young man excitedly grabbed the middle-aged man's arm.

Wang Wen clapped his hands and said to the young man, "This is settled. Let the people inside the border take over."

As they spoke, the giant energy hand carried the young man and the middle-aged man back to the border not far away.

Wang Wen needs to stay here to control the Little Sun and the transparent barrier.

The only way to send people back is through the mighty hand of creation.

Fortunately, the two sides' deployment areas are not far apart.

Meanwhile, people had already climbed over the wall and were constantly peering into the enemy camp, which was as bright as Daylight.

Not long after.

The young man seemed to have finished explaining.

The thunderous cheers that Wang Wen had imagined did not materialize.

The soldiers silently marched out of the city and silently approached this side.

They saw that the enemy had truly abandoned their armor and stood in a distant pile, displaying signs of surrender.

The soldiers silently gathered up their weapons and protective gear, and some of them led the surrendered soldiers back.

There wasn't much joy of victory throughout the entire process.

Wang Wen was extremely puzzled by this.

After the soldiers escorted the surrendered troops back to the border, he retrieved the Little Sun and returned it to the two young men.

They landed inside the city.

The atmosphere here was even more somber.

Some people, upon receiving the order, silently drank their wine.

Some people held some kind of small pendant and silently watched the surrendered soldiers lining up to enter the city.

Someone was facing the dark, moonless night sky, tears streaming down their face.

Some people gritted their teeth at Su Sheng, who was leading the surrendered troops.

In contrast, Su Sheng appeared completely unconcerned.

The young man's words also explained why the other party was so confident, "Once we return to the capital, Father will definitely send Su Sheng to command the Western Army and train more troops. Once the Western Army is ready for battle, our dynasty will have a fighting force to face the truly powerful enemy, the Western Kingdom. You have truly made a tremendous contribution this time! Its importance is comparable to relieving a famine!"

Wang Wen asked, puzzled, "We've clearly won, so why do the soldiers in the city not seem happy?"

The young man's smile froze.

He said somewhat awkwardly, "They must have been exhausted from the long and arduous battle, and the news of the war's end has finally put their minds at ease."

"No," Wang Wen shook her head. "It's not fatigue at all; on the contrary, I have an even stronger fighting spirit, or rather, a killing intent."

The young man gave an awkward smile, unsure how to respond.

The middle-aged man's eyes dimmed, but he remained silent.

Wang Wen sensed that the two of them probably knew something but deliberately kept quiet.

He casually walked up to a soldier clutching a pendant, his face contorted in a ferocious grimace, his eyes bloodshot as if about to bleed, and asked, "Why aren't you happy that the enemy has surrendered?"

The soldier suddenly woke up, turned around and glanced at Wang Wen, then at the cold-faced young man beside him.

He moved his lips a few times, but didn't make a sound. He turned and walked towards his residence.

Wang Wen blocked him with a transparent barrier, then glanced back at the young man. "I want to hear the truth. If you lie to me, I will be very angry."

"Master, how could I dare to deceive you!" The young man's heart tightened, and he quickly explained, "Perhaps Su Sheng's infamy is too great, causing some resentment among the soldiers!"

Wang Wen asked the soldier who had stopped him, "You tell me."

The soldier clutched the pendant tightly in his hand.

Her eyes gradually reddened.

He took a deep breath and sighed, "So be it. My worthless life is nothing but death. That demon Su Sheng will surely lead his army to slaughter everyone in every city he occupies. He himself is a ruthless killer, committing countless atrocities. He also has a penchant for roasting human flesh, skinning living people alive to extract their flesh and roasting it in front of them. He is utterly inhuman!"

"What does that have to do with you?" Wang Wen asked, puzzled.

The soldier gripped the pendant tightly, gazing at the fearless Su Sheng in the distance, grinding his teeth as he said, "My hometown was destroyed by him, my own sister was devoured alive by him. My lifelong wish was to personally cut him down and tear him to pieces on the battlefield, but now I can only watch helplessly as he is recruited and continues to enjoy wealth and power as a general. How can I not hate him!"

Wang Wen raised an eyebrow.

He casually conjured a fine steel longsword and handed it to him, saying nonchalantly, "Then go and take him down. What are you afraid of, you grown man?"

The soldiers were dumbfounded.

He stared blankly at the weapon in his hand.

The next second, he actually raised his arm, his eyes gleaming, and bowed deeply to Wang Wen, saying, "Your Excellency's kindness will be repaid by my humble servant in my next life as an ox or a horse!"

After saying that.

He then picked up his fine steel longsword and walked towards Su Sheng.

The young man quickly stepped in front of the soldiers and anxiously said to Wang Wen, "Please reconsider, sir! Su Sheng is a military strategist whom Father Emperor has long desired! We mustn't kill him!"

"Why can't I kill the person I captured with my own energy?" Wang Wen pointed at the soldier wielding a fine steel longsword and said with a faint smile, "Anyone who dares to stop him, I'll take them down."

The middle-aged man silently led the young man to the side.

The young man was still trying to persuade him.

Wang Wen turned a deaf ear.

He watched with amusement as the soldiers, swords in hand, approached Su Sheng.

Su Sheng was tall and, relying on his future status as a general, acted arrogantly, tilting his head, raising his chin, and glancing at him sideways.

Upon noticing the chilling weapon in the other person's hand, a sense of foreboding washed over him.

Then he realized that no one would dare to kill him here.

He then looked at the other person with a cold smile.

Sure enough, a large number of soldiers stepped forward to dissuade him.

Some high-ranking individuals even angrily grabbed the fine steel longswords from the ground.

With a casual wave of her hand, Wang Wen sent all those who tried to stop her sprawling to the ground.

Su Sheng and his soldiers were both shocked.

But in the next second, the soldier used all his strength to plunge the longsword into Su Sheng's body.

The steel longsword was extremely sharp, and even though Su Sheng was physically strong, it pierced right through him.

He was bleeding, staring in disbelief at the longsword embedded in his body.

The soldiers drew their longswords and swung them horizontally.

They directly severed Su Sheng's head.

At that moment, blood gushed out like a fountain.

The soldiers stood in pools of blood, laughing loudly, but soon their laughter turned to wailing.

The cries infected more soldiers around them.

No one stopped him anymore.

The crowd finally began to celebrate.

Finally, a sense of victory was returning to the city.

Wang Wen stood aside, quietly observing these auras.

I don't feel like I'm actually in a level.

Instead, they returned to the human world.