Original Editions in Pairs, the Compiler Receives Two Books

"Huh?"

A large area was left open around the stone statue, and further out, one could see many figures, the descendants of Military School who had gathered here in the past.

A small group of them were scattered near the stone statue of Qiu Yan's avatar, watching from a distance. Among them were Yuchi Leiting and Zhou Meng, who had contact with Qiu Yan. Others were gathered at the General-Selecting Platform in the center of the Ten-Li Battlefield, sitting cross-legged and silent.

They all seemed to be waiting for something.

The sky suddenly changed, with thunder and lightning roaring, which naturally attracted everyone's attention.

"This strange phenomenon must be the imminent arrival of the consciousness of the one who has mastered the Original Spirit. Could it be that Lu Hu has returned to fight?" Looking at the scene in the sky, Yuchi Leiting secretly speculated.

His thoughts were seen through by Zhou Meng, a man dressed in a scholar's robe and fan. Zhou Meng shook his head and whispered, "Lu Hu was seriously injured. Not only was his concubine's false body destroyed, but his own foundation was also shattered. If he hadn't left in time to solidify the false body, the Original Spirit he had possessed would have completely dissipated. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, but as a result, he won't have a chance to return for the next few years."

"What's so good about it? We can't even get the Original Spirit that Lu Hu obtained, can we?" Yuchi Leiting disregarded his hostility towards Zhou Meng and couldn't help but speculate. "But if it's not Lu Hu, then who could it be? Could it be a senior who went Depths of the Army and returned?"

Zhou Meng shook his head again Sand Battlefield Depths of the Army? What is it about here that attracts them?"

"It's neither this nor that, neither Lu Hu nor Senior Xian, so who could it be? Could it be someone who has mastered the Military School Original Edition and wants to send their knowledge in from the outside? What a joke! Why would such a person need to come to the Sand Battlefield to fight and Military Conquest? Once the classics are completed and nurtured for a few years, their People's Prestige be sufficient. When the Book World opens up, a channel will naturally open, leading directly to the Depths of the Army!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Meng's face revealed a hint of mockery. "You're blinded by a leaf and can't see Mount Tai. Don't forget, isn't there someone who obtained the Original Edition? Moreover, that person decisively defeated Lu Hu, which is why we have the current situation."

Yuchi Leiting naturally understood the sarcasm in the words, but he still couldn't help but feel a jolt in his heart and turned to look at the stone statue.

"You mean..." Actually, this thought had crossed his mind, but he quickly dismissed it because it was too bizarre. "It's that newcomer." As he spoke, he turned his gaze to the stone sculpture, revealing a look of apprehension.

"He's just a newcomer on this Sand Battlefield," Zhou Meng interrupted, his expression solemn. "But in the real world, his true identity and achievements are hard to say."

As the two were talking, similar conversations were taking place among others, and various thoughts spread among the people, stirring up a strange emotional fluctuation.

However, no matter what level of cultivation these people possess in the real world, here they are merely illusory bodies formed from a wisp of consciousness combined with sand.

The avatar's cultivation level was only at the Foundation Establishment Peak stage. Therefore, upon discovering that the lightning in the sky was becoming increasingly violent, everyone felt a sense of danger, stopped talking, and retreated, instinctively moving away from Qiu Yan's avatar.

Just then, a bolt of lightning struck down from the sky!

Boom!

Lightning bolts carrying several consciousnesses descended. One of them merged directly into the illusory stone statue, while the rest scattered across the sand.

Crackling! Crackling!

A crisp sound rang out, and cracks appeared on the surface of the stone statue, which quickly expanded and covered the entire statue in the blink of an eye!

Splash!

Stone chips crumbled and instantly scattered into gravel on the ground. Qiu Yan stood up, straightening his back under everyone's gaze, a faint aura emanating from him.

"He's finally back!"

Seeing Qiu Yan stand up, everyone, whether they had pushed him aside earlier or were sitting around the Military School General-Selecting Platform, changed their expressions and turned their gazes toward him. However, their expressions changed drastically afterward!

As Qiu Yan stood up, the Dao Mark were Original Edition engraved on the surface of the stone statue peeled off and transformed back into its Original Spirit, flying through the air!

Everyone present had gathered here to obtain this Original Spirit, so how could they let it go? They immediately took action, the sand around their feet shifting and revealing a hidden Military Momentum, ready to pounce.

But immediately afterward, the Original Spirit in the sky suddenly changed direction, falling straight down and swirling around Qiu Yan's spirit. In the blink of an eye, they transformed into a whirlwind, enveloping him and releasing bursts of Military School aura—sharp, heavy, and violent!

This aura exploded, stirring up the surrounding sand and dust. Every grain of sand was stimulated to release a bit of its source, releasing the essence of Military School, condensing into shape. In an instant, layers of sand transformed into thousands of troops, roaring away, trying to cover the Military School strategists. The scene immediately became extremely chaotic!

"What is he doing? How can this newcomer manipulate the Military School Original Edition like this? He's even using the Original Spirit to unleash the soldiers and sand that have settled on the Sand Battlefield?" Looking at the swarming soldiers, chariots, and swords, Yuchi Leiting said in a deep voice. Then, he mobilized the sand around him, transforming it into a group of heavily armored infantrymen. They formed a battle formation, and after deploying, they engaged in a fierce battle with the attacking troops!

"Even now, you still think of him as a newbie?"

Zhou Meng sneered, and with a flick of his feather fan, sand rose up like a curtain, rushing forward over his head, undulating like ocean waves. On those waves, grains of sand rose, combined, and transformed into warships, setting sail with their sails billowing. The soldiers on board were neatly armed, clasped in unison, and with a flick of their hands, the bowstrings vibrated!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

One after another, flaming arrows shot into the sky, drawing parabolic arcs in the air before falling back down, dense as rain!

Ahead, the charging soldiers were immediately pierced through the chest by arrows, and their bodies burst into flames!

The fire raged on.

Meanwhile, the other Military School strategist school, facing the attack from the sand-formed army, each took action with composure, commanding the sand around them to transform into soldiers—some into rattan armor, some into cavalry, and some into infantry...

After the initial skirmish, the situation was quickly brought under control. The Military School strategist, relying on his command, advanced and retreated strategically, and began to gain the upper hand.

Their focus shifted from resisting the sudden influx of soldiers to quelling the chaos, while also giving them time to investigate the root cause of all this—

The people still harbored thoughts of the Original Spirit. When Lu Hu was around, their wishes were difficult to fulfill, yet they were unwilling to leave. Now that the Original Spirit had manifested, transforming into a whirlwind beside them, how could they suppress the longing in their hearts?

However, as all eyes fell upon the whirlwind, a roar came from within!

The tiger's roar shook the heavens!

Rumble!

On the horizon, thunder merged with it, and an indescribable aura spread out!

This aura was familiar to everyone present; Lu Hu and his concubine often emitted such an aura, which was one of the four Military School Original Edition that he had seized.

"That newcomer wants to subdue the other Original Spirit!"

When defeating Lu Hu, Qiu Yan first destroyed the fake body of the woman named "Fang Jun," scattering two strands of the Military School Original Edition, which he absorbed into the fake body's stone statue. Since the original consciousness was no longer there, it was not analyzed at the time.

Everyone present remembered this incident very clearly.

"Roar!"

Within the whirlwind, roars of tigers echoed. A fierce tiger with piercing eyes and a white forehead walked beside Qiu Yan, its tigerly might radiating in all directions, almost tangible. Qiu Yan's avatar was only at the Foundation Establishment Peak, and he might not be able to defeat such a ferocious beast.

If it weren't for the whirlwind formed from his Original Spirit suppressing him, the tiger would probably have pounced and torn him to pieces! But even so, it was still clear that the tiger was unwilling to be suppressed, roaring and trying to break free, its howls echoing continuously.

Faced with this situation, Qiu Yan, who was so close at hand, showed no sign of panic. His eyes flickered, and his gaze passed over the tiger to look behind it. There stood a slender figure, dressed in Confucian robes, with a long, flowing beard. He was looking at Qiu Yan, stroking his beard and smiling. After noticing Qiu Yan's gaze, he spoke.

"If my argument can provide you with some reference, then it will have some meaning, which is much better than being forcibly detained. However, if you have the opportunity, you might as well release those dozens of spirits that have been forcibly locked up, so that they can be spread to the world."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man's body dissipated, transforming into a spirit, one of the two spirits left behind after Fang Jun's destruction.

Then his expression shifted, and he uttered a single sentence—

In a nation, the use of military force can lead to danger, while its inaction can lead to ruin...

These words, connected from beginning to end, form a book. As the pages turn, one can see the figures of soldiers and generals—some valiant, some brave, some refined, some heroic, some fiercely loyal. When the pages settle, the cover becomes clear, prominently displaying two words—

<Discourse on Military Affairs>!

Qiu Yan reached out and grabbed the illusory book, which landed in his hand. With another movement, it merged into his consciousness, causing his entire body to tremble and his eyes to flash with a sharp light.

"So that's how it is! This is a book that uses the past to comment on the present, discussing Military School and figures throughout history, spanning several Continent. No wonder it became Original Edition work and a classic text! This book is indeed worthy of being passed down through the ages!"

With a sigh, Qiu Yan's gaze shifted, landing on the tiger once more. He took a step forward, standing before the tiger's jaws.

The tiger stretched out its neck to bite!

Hoo hoo hoo~~

The rotating vortex pressed down with its force!

"Roar!" The tiger was unwilling to be suppressed like this and continued to struggle.

Just then, Qiu Yan whispered, "Do you think I'm too naive to understand the ruthlessness of Military School just because I seem like a scholar? If that's the case, then I'll show you the trials and tribulations I've faced along the way!"

Having said that, two beams of light, each about an inch long, shot from his eyes, piercing the tiger's eyes. The tiger shuddered, frozen in place. After a few breaths, it let out a low growl, recovered, rolled on the spot, and then uttered a single sentence—

It draws upon the essentials of military strategists and wise men, clearly explaining their techniques; it also encompasses the changes in celestial and human affairs, comprehensively outlining their divination methods. Some of its content is based on the author's own insights, while others are derived from the writings of the ancients.

Then, the beginning and end were joined together to form a book, on which were written three characters—

The Tiger Commander's Manual!

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