New Books Gathered at the Site of Military Strife

After saying this, Wen Zhizhen glanced at Qiu Yan and sneered, "However, don't even think about humiliating me!" With that, he drew his long sword from his waist, slashed his neck, and fell headfirst to the ground. A wisp of his will flew into the Beyond Heaven and returned to the mortal world.

Qiu Yan wasn't surprised. He turned his gaze and looked at Pang Qianru.

This Military School warrior, wounded, leaned against a rock, one leg bent, her hand resting on her knee. As Qiu Yan approached, she suddenly raised her hand, removed the cracked mask, revealing her true appearance. She grinned, and crimson blood trickled down her lips.

"How is it? Young Master Qiu, are you satisfied with my gift? It has saved you several days of trouble," she asked with a smile.

Qiu Yan hesitated for a moment, then removed his mask, revealing his true face, and asked in a low voice, "Miss Pang, how did you recognize me?"

"Qiu Yan," Pang Qianru still smiled, but the vitality in her projection was rapidly fading, "You've caused quite a stir on the Grasslands lately. I'm not far from you, and as a descendant of the Military School strategists, your condensation of the classics has quickly influenced me, bringing many insights and the spirit of the Military Spirit."

At this point, she changed the subject. "Speaking of which, I've been pondering the origin of this spiritual world before us. I feel like I've forgotten something. After projecting it here, I've made many guesses about the identities of the various military commanders. From their thoughts and actions, it's clear that most of them are laymen in Military School strategy. So why are they here?"

Pang Qianru seemed completely unconcerned about her situation, chuckling softly as if chatting with an old friend, and continued, "Finally, I began to speculate that perhaps no certain qualifications are required to enter this spiritual world; everyone in the mortal world might have the opportunity to come here. Then I wondered if there might be anyone I know here?"

She looked up at Qiu Yan: "However, although I've formed alliances with several parties and fought against many others, it's hard to find any familiarity in their actions, tone, and expressions. After all, their faces are covered, and even their voices have been altered. But..."

She raised a hand and pointed to her forehead. "Actions, voice, and expressions can be concealed. But one's understanding of the Military School cannot be faked. A few days ago, you led your troops and laid out your plans in this spiritual world, which stirred up the Military School Order. The resulting ripples even triggered the mysteries of the classics, which I captured, and that's how I recognized you."

"So that's how it is," Qiu Yan nodded. "That's how Miss Pang recognized me. Could it be that she showed mercy and deliberately disrupted the troops trapped in the valley, allowing me to win a battle?"

"Would I be that kind of person? Let you go just because we know each other?" Pang Qianru's face revealed a hint of arrogance. "If you hadn't forced me into this valley, I wouldn't have made a move. From the moment several armies entered the valley, the outcome was already decided. Even if we managed to break out, we would only be a defeated army, and we would have to endure your many contingencies. The saying goes, 'Leave a Gap in the Encirclement,' so I guess you originally intended for us to leave the valley, didn't you? Besieging the valley is meant to demoralize, but if you go too far, it will only incite a desperate army!"

Qiu Yan did not answer.

Pang Qianru didn't press further, and continued, "Since the outcome is predetermined, there's no need to struggle desperately. I might as well give you a quick and painless end. Although I lost this time, I won't repeat the same mistake if I have the chance in the future. After I return this time, I will begin to study the classics you wrote..."

In her final moments, Pang Qianru revealed a playful smile, tilted her head, and the projection vanished, her thoughts returning to the mortal world.

Call...

A gust of wind blows, carrying sand and dust across the canyon.

Chaos reigned in the valley, but as Pang Qianru's consciousness faded, many soldiers reacted, gave up resistance, and were captured by Qiu Yan's soldiers, who removed their weapons.

The outcome is decided!

Looking at the scene before him, Qiu Yan felt a surge of emotion. The feeling welled up in his heart, burst forth from his crown chakra, hovered in mid-air, and transformed into Chaos stream of energy. He also looked up at the sky.

"The war that lasted for more than half a year has come to an end. I don't know what will happen next, but before that, I need to organize what I have gained in this world."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiu Yan raised his hand and made a grasping motion. Immediately, all sorts of thoughts flew up from the surrounding area and converged towards him. Those thoughts originated from the troops led by Qiu Yan!

In the past six months, Qiu Yan has gradually grown his Military Momentum of a thousand men. Although he has a city to defend, he has also taken many detours, experienced many setbacks, achieved many victories, and accumulated experience.

These experiences provided considerable assistance when Qiu Yan wrote the "System" section of the "Essentials of the Military Classics), and ultimately, in turn, influenced the Military World.

Qiu Yan's scheme this time utilized some of the power of the "Essentials of the Military Classics" to anticipate the enemy's moves, pressuring them step by step until they were trapped.

Now that they have won and the war has come to an end, all the things they have experienced have come to a conclusion. In the hearts of Qiu Yan's men, all kinds of memories and experiences have come together.

Before long, even more thoughts came from afar, including the city that Qiu Yan had visualized, as well as the places where his men had fought and clashed with others in the past.

The entire Military World is not composed of matter; its nature is similar to that of Scholar Forest. The traces left by battles are not only blood and lives, but also profound insights. Now, summoned by Qiu Yan, they rise from the land, cities, mountains, and rivers and converge here.

As time went by, not only the battlefields where Qiu Yan's troops clashed, but also the places where other projected individuals fought, the routes they fled, and the strongholds they stationed, all their lands began to churn, sending out streams of mental information toward Qiu Yan's location.

Where those projected figures perished, their consciousness rolled and coalesced into their likenesses, finally transforming into a wisp of information that rose up!

Most obviously, in the canyon where Qiu Yan stood, complex thoughts arose on the bodies of the soldiers he defeated and the corpses of the soldiers he killed, merging into the Chaos energy.

The information from the projections of Pang Qianru, Ye Yun, Wen Zhizhen, and others after their fall was also absorbed and gathered together, undergoing a complete transformation.

Within that cloud of air, the outlines of two books gradually took shape.

Within that book, surging thoughts and information churned endlessly, sparks of ideas and Military School's visions rising and falling like ships on the sea. Some information flowed downstream, feeding back into Qiu Yan's heart, transforming into insights into Human Path.

"The * Essentials of the Military Classics * is divided into four parts. The 'System' part is already complete. We can take advantage of today to form the prototypes of the remaining two parts, saving a lot of effort. If we were to form the Original Edition prototypes in the present world, it would take at least two or three years, and we would also need to frequently travel to military camps and border regions to accumulate experience again..."

Qiu Yan's knowledge of Military School was almost exhausted when he wrote the "Treatise on Military Strategy". If he wanted to write a classic of the same quality again, he would definitely need a period of time to settle down and accumulate knowledge.

Currently, thanks to these millions of soldiers and the experiences of those projected here, time has undoubtedly been shortened. Even if their knowledge is not as extensive as Qiu Yan's, the things they have experienced are truly extraordinary and have remarkable effects.

The combined experiences of these ten people over a year are often more detailed and profound than the experiences of one person over ten years. Qiu Yan aims to shorten the time required for accumulation and refinement by leveraging quantity.

After the information gathered, it was filtered by Qiu Yan's consciousness at the same time, pondered, analyzed, and comprehended, and linked with his Divine Spirit Body and Heart Demon Body.

Leaving aside the Heart Demon Body, the Divine Spirit Body is constantly absorbing the People's Wishes. It is already gathering a lot of information, encompassing everything, but it is not as targeted as the information in this Military World. However, as the People's Wishes increases and the Divine Grade improves, the ability to analyze and interpret also increases dramatically. Therefore, in a short period of time, it has collected and categorized the experiences of thousands of soldiers and many projected people. This is how it was able to quickly build the prototype of the other components of the <Essentials of the Military Classics>.

In this process, Qiu Yan's own State of Mind also underwent many changes, all of which, as part of the composition of Human Path, were remembered and will naturally be added to the Humanistic Fire Seed in the future, thus elevating the Humanistic Divine Path.

However, something unusual soon began to happen.

"Hmm?" With a sudden thought, Qiu Yan discovered that several shadows had appeared in his consciousness!

"Heart Demon?"

With just a little attention, Qiu Yan recognized the origin of the shadow: it was his Heart Demon.

He noticed that many Heart Demons were constantly seeping into his heart through some kind of connection, trying to stir up his emotions and memories, attempting to infiltrate and penetrate the depths of his soul.

For others, facing Heart Demon might be even more troublesome, and many can only resist them through unwavering willpower.

But Qiu Yan is different. Among his Three Bodies, one is the Heart Demon. When the Star Lord attacked Stove Mountain, this body entered the Land of the Divine Remains and attached itself to the statue. It looked down and felt the changes in the Lianxi Tribe, collected the changes in Human Path and emotions, and brewed the Five Aggregates and Six Thieves. Now it also shows signs of transformation, which makes Qiu Yan understand the nature of the Heart Demon more and more.

In this situation, he simply changed his mind and immediately grasped the root of these Heart Demons.

"So that's how it is. The Heart Demon lurked in the hearts of many projected beings, connecting their consciousness to this Military World. Now, with everyone's defeat and my victory, by gathering Military School information, I've even managed to draw a bit of their inner Heart Demon over as well. However..."

The reason Qiu Yan and the others were able to dream of this place every night after leaving the Military World was because of the inner Heart Demon that guided their consciousness. But now, these Heart Demon scattered in their hearts are flowing over and entering Qiu Yan's consciousness, trying to corrupt his heart!

"Could this be what the victor gains?" With a thought, several Heart Demon Fragment flew out of Qiu Yan's soul, crashing into the incoming Heart Demon. The numerous Heart Demon immediately disintegrated, releasing a flood of emotions and insights after their shattering!

Expand!

The next moment, the two nascent books that appeared in mid-air began to expand! (To be continued...)

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