Northern Frontier Spirit Surge, Order Descends

Compared to six months ago, Pang Qianru's overall demeanor has undergone subtle changes. Her dashing and heroic spirit is becoming more and more pronounced, and the heroic air between her brows is almost tangible!

The moment her face appeared, the carriage was filled with a strong aura of weaponry, its sharpness fully revealed. Qiu Yan felt a chill on his neck, as if an invisible blade was pressed against his throat.

With a flick of his finger, Qiu Yan shattered the invisible Sword Qi emitted by his opponent.

"In the past six months, Pang Qianru has been making waves in the Military World. She has repelled several sieges, but has also amassed a considerable force. She has also studied weaponry and established herself in a region, much like a hero who commands a stronghold! The aura of Military School is already taking Qi Manifestation on her."

At the banquet in the Pang Residence's villa, everyone read the Military Miscellany. In the end, the records were taken away by the Household Ancestor Chen, stripping the attendees of their related memories. However, Outer Demon lurked in everyone's hearts, keeping their consciousness connected to the Military World in the records. Every night when they fall asleep, their souls enter this world and command the troops!

The Military World is treacherous and holds many secrets. Two cultivators at the Violet Palace Realm are imprisoned inside, said to be given to the victor as spoils of war after the conquest.

"The Divine Soul Yin Spirit of two cultivators temporarily entered and were sealed within the tower. Since they are considered spoils of war, there must be other hidden treasures. Of the many souls that entered the tower, only a few remain now; the rest have been defeated and expelled. It's estimated that the battle will be decided soon."

The thought flashed through Qiu Yan's mind, and he looked at Pang Qianru. The latter looked back without flinching, completely unconcerned about his earlier probing, and instead said, "Reading in a carriage won't allow you to experience anything. Why not ride over and experience the border scenery with your own eyes and body? You'll definitely have a different feeling."

After speaking, she focused her voice into a thin line, sending it into Qiu Yan's ear—

"Come with me. Someone wants to see you. He's interested in the military treatise you're planning to write. This person could be helpful in your writing; you might want to consider it."

Qiu Yan pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "Miss Pang's suggestion is good; we really shouldn't stay in the carriage like this." He put the manuscript back down.

Looking at the manuscript, a glint of light flashed in Pang Qianru's eyes. With her Life Cultivation level and the keen senses inherited from the Military School, she had already captured the sharp Military School aura and the rudiments of a Great Qi from the manuscript!

"Legend has it that this person has inherited the legacy of the Military School and is in harmony with the Order of the Dao. It seems that this is not unfounded. Could it be true that my father asked me to pay attention to this matter? Could this person really bring about the revival of the Military School?"

With this thought in mind, Pang Qianru and Qiu Yan stepped out of the carriage.

She came with the delegation, but she was not a member of the delegation herself. She was on her way to the military town of Marquis Pang Yi of Anyang Marquis, and that's why she came along.

In recent months, military garrisons have been frequently moved around. Several major military governors have been summoned to relocate their posts.

Herod!

Pang Qianru's thoughts were interrupted by a horse's neigh. She saw Qiu Yan approach a tall warhorse and reach out to touch it, but the horse was unwilling and turned its neck to avoid her.

A soldier nearby jeered, "Scholar, this horse is not easy to handle. If you don't mind, you might as well have the groom lead the horse."

This wasn't meant to mock Qiu Yan, but rather because after spending a few days together, the soldiers discovered that this renowned top scholar from Prosperity Capital was down-to-earth and approachable. As they gradually became more familiar with him, they held back and began to tease him more often.

These soldiers were all selected from the capital's troops. They were elite soldiers and were to accompany the delegation deep into the Northern Desert as guards.

However, the situation changed as soon as they spoke—

Qiu Yan made a feint with his outstretched hand, and with a "hum," the horse that had been dodging shuddered, let out a mournful whinny, and then stopped struggling, allowing Qiu Yan to mount it!

"Good heavens, what's going on?"

After Qiu Yan and Pang Qianru rode away, the soldiers finally reacted, looking at each other in bewilderment at what had just happened.

On the other side, Qiu Yan, riding a horse, rose and fell on its back, his muscles and skin relaxed and tense, his breathing gradually calming down, becoming more and more at ease.

"Young master's horsemanship is quite good." Pang Qianru's praise came from the side. This descendant of a military family exuded a heroic spirit when riding a horse at full gallop. His aura spread with each step of the horse's hooves, and from a distance, it looked as if he was leading a thousand troops.

Qiu Yan simply nodded in response, then shifted his gaze to survey the surrounding scenery.

As the horses galloped, the air turned into a gust of wind that rushed towards them, blowing their hair and clothes. The two of them looked like two black dots as they traveled across the vast world, with endless wilderness on both sides and sand flying in the distance.

When one is on horseback, galloping through the air, one experiences a sense of both insignificance and grandeur, which broadens one's mind and spirit.

Looking into the distance, one can vaguely see a section of the city wall, which is Dingchang City, one of the important towns in northern Great Rui, and a transit point on this trip.

Dingchang City was not under the jurisdiction of any particular military command. Like Wuxin City, it was directly under the jurisdiction of the military governor, whose commander was Marquis Xiao Lan of Maishan.

"I wonder if this military governor is any different from Song Yuan of Wuxin City, and whether he possesses the Life Cultivation?" Qiu Yan wondered, thinking of Pang Qianru's Life Cultivation level.

When Qiu Yan was in Wuxin City, he had contact with Song Yuan and found that although Song Yuan had martial arts skills, he could not be considered a cultivator. He speculated that this was related to the officialdom Official Qi. Now that he had personally entered the officialdom, although his rank was not high and he was working in the rather leisurely Hanlin Academy, he did not have much contact with power, but he still gradually felt the conflict between Divine Ability and Official Qi.

However, considering that Pang Qianru, the daughter of a military family, has achieved significant Life Cultivation, clearly exceeding the Foundation Establishment level, Qiu Yan's conjecture has not yet been confirmed and requires further observation of more military generals and regional governors to verify.

This Marquis of Maishan, Xiao Lan, is undoubtedly a target within reach.

As they pondered, the distant city walls became clearer and clearer, and the tightly closed city gates grew larger in their field of vision. Soldiers on the walls had already noticed the two people on horseback and sent someone into the city to report.

At this stage, the mission heading north is still kept secret, and the ordinary soldiers do not know the identities of the visitors, so they are naturally on guard.

In fact, not only the soldiers in the city, but also a large number of the soldiers who came with the delegation and were responsible for guarding the area, were unaware of the delegation's mission. They only knew that this team would be going deep into the Great Desert.

As the message spread, Qiu Yan and his companion drew ever closer to the city. From afar, they could see the dense, surging Qi and Blood within the city— the Qi and Blood and will of battle-hardened soldiers scattered and coalescing invisibly.

Observing the atmosphere, Qiu Yan sighed on horseback, "As expected of the frontier garrison, their aura is indeed extraordinary, quite different from the Military School of the Southern Border."

"That's natural," Pang Qianru laughed from the side. "The soldiers and generals of the Northern Frontier fight every day against the ferocious Hu people. The Hu people's soldiers and generals are even stronger than those of the Great Rui. If it weren't for the lack of armor and weapons, they would have already caused a great upheaval. How can the soldiers and generals of the Northern Frontier be the same as the garrison and soldiers of the Central Plains who have never fought in battle?"

She pulled on the reins, moved closer, and continued, "Even in the Southern Border, the Marshfolk are troublesome, but they only have the advantage of terrain. Their fighting strength is not as good as the Grasslands archers. If the Northern Frontier troops were sent to the Southern Border, they would have pacified the Five Marshes long ago!" As she spoke, there was an undisguised sense of pride in her words.

Qiu Yan shook his head. "When two countries clash and fight on the border, military strength is certainly one factor in winning, but the environment and terrain cannot be ignored. The Southern Border is full of forests and mountains, and the Marshlands are full of poisonous insects and wild beasts. If the Northern Army goes there, it will take a lot of time just to adapt to the environment, and their combat strength may not be at its peak."

"How will you know if you don't try?" Pang Qianru said, licking her lips with her tongue. Her warhorse was already close at hand, as if it would crash into Qiu Yan if it veered off course even slightly.

"However, the outcome of a battle will indeed differ depending on the terrain. For example, you, young master..." Pang Qianru breathed softly and chuckled, "I heard that you offended the Daoist Sect. Before, when you were in the capital, the Dragon Qi and the City Will suppressed you, so they dared not make a move. But now that you have taken on a mission and left the Capital Region, it is somewhat dangerous. Perhaps it is because the advantage of terrain has diminished!"

"Oh?" Qiu Yan's eyes flickered slightly. When he looked over again, Pang Qianru pulled on the reins, and her mount immediately took off, charging forward!

This sudden charge startled Qiu Yan's mount, causing it to rear up and raise its hooves in a slightly chaotic manner. However Qiu Yan suppressed it directly with his True Qi, and then, with a thought, he spurred the horse to gallop away!

In that Military World, Qiu Yan commanded an army, occupied a city, and his power continued to grow. He also established a cavalry force and had long been experienced in mounted combat. Although he did not do it in the present world, the techniques were similar, and his horsemanship was no less than that of an ordinary general.

"Pang Qianru actually knows about my falling out with the Daoist Sect, and even mentioned Dragon Qi and the City Will. She knows that I might be targeted by the Daoist Sect after I left the Imperial City. Her information network is impressive. I'm curious to know who this person she's talking about who wants to see me is?"

As Qiu Yan pondered, various plans began to circulate in his mind.

But before he could sort out his thoughts, an extremely powerful aura soared into the sky from Dingchang City, exploded in the air, drew in Spiritual Qi from all directions, and pressed down on Qiu Yan!

"Hmm?" Qiu Yan narrowed his eyes, releasing his senses to detect a hint of probing in the Spiritual Qi. It contained no killing intent, but it surged forth, pushing layer by layer, and even carried a trace of Sage Spirit, triggering a Military School Order!

Overwhelming momentum!

"Is this the greeting gift? It's a bit like an elder testing a junior. Although I don't care about these empty titles, if someone lowers my seniority when compiling the <Essentials of the Military Classics>, it will be difficult to obtain a lot of material!"

Thinking this, Qiu Yan raised his hand and waved it, sending out a burst of vibrant colors!

"Huh?" Ahead, Pang Qianru, who was galloping on her horse, looked back and saw this scene. She also noticed the change in Spiritual Qi and knew that the person had made a move. She was curious about how Qiu Yan would deal with it, but at this moment, her expression changed drastically!

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