Over the next two or three days, the many cultivators who had gone out to pursue and suppress the Frost Continent flying vessels gradually returned.
Captain Ming also returned on the second day.
This time, he had taken the initiative to hold back two Creator armored soldiers. During the ensuing pursuit, he had personally destroyed several flying vessels and killed all the Creators and armored soldiers aboard them. His achievements were considerable.
Without any mishap, this would become another entry on his record.
But he had no interest in such things.
He knew very well that he had earned these merits because of the outer armor he wore, not because he himself was particularly formidable. Without it, with his own abilities, at most he would go back to occupy some lofty sinecure, then wait quietly to retire.
He had also heard that the two prefectures had recently been training and seeking suitable younger candidates to don armor. Yet even now, he remained the only person capable of wearing this Profound Armor.
Not to mention the outer armor he wore—even for that suit of female armor, no truly compatible candidate had yet been found.
But failure now did not mean failure forever. Therefore, he had to demonstrate value no one else possessed; only then could he gain a firm foothold in the military.
In the days after his return, he no longer invited other cultivators to spar. Instead, he sat alone in the broad martial training grounds, pondering how to defeat Zhang Yu.
Yet the method Zhang Yu had displayed that day—turning Frost Continent armored soldiers into drifting ash in an instant—was simply too terrifying. For the moment, he could find no way to counter it.
At this time, Chang Gu also returned from within the continent and conveyed Tan Cong's