Shi Yuanhao watched Chai Qingtang's retreating back and sighed softly.
This was not as simple as the Distant Might Army and the Might-Shaking Army.
Li Qingxian had commanded the army for only two or three days, yet he had nearly caused the entire force to pledge allegiance to him.
What about the Great River a year from now?
What about the entire Qi Kingdom army a year from now?
What about the major sects of the Qi Kingdom a year from now?
Not to mention the Southern Kingdoms scattered throughout the land.
At this thought, Shi Yuanhao felt a chill run down his back. Could Li Qingxian have already...
He hurriedly shook his head. Forget it. Some things could not be thought about too deeply.
If one did not think deeply, then they did not exist.
Faraway Eastern Ding Kingdom.
Crown Prince Hou Duzhou of the Eastern Ding Kingdom stood atop the reviewing platform, looking over the twenty thousand troops who had trained for more than three months—half new recruits, half veterans.
Ninety percent had reached Entry Rank.
"Your Highness, this has become a little too big. We can no longer keep it hidden. Every army wants that set of cultivation arts."
Hou Duzhou said helplessly, "I am a Fate Cultivator, not a Martial Cultivator. Besides, I was only trying it out, and I chose twenty thousand auxiliary soldiers, without a single elite among them. Yet it turned out like this... Li Qingxian dug a huge pit for me."
"Others are no great concern. I am only afraid that person may overthink it."
Hou Duzhou shook his head. "Father has never been obsessed with power. He granted me military authority early on only to reassure the officials and people. It is just that... if I were in his place, I