Humiliated into Rage (Please Keep Reading)

After their fill, Ding Chen began ordering Wang Yan, Qin Fei, and the others to transport demon corpses from Blood River Forest.

It was not until the sun stood high in the sky that everyone finished moving more than five hundred demon corpses.

Demon flesh could not only serve as food for the soldiers, but also feed their mounts, making them lively and vigorous.

Even old horses would live longer and grow strong and powerful.

Chen Xian did not go. He sat cross-legged at the entrance of Black Wind Valley.

Recently, he had broken through too quickly and had nearly suffered qi deviation. It was a negative effect brought by the panel.

So blindly breaking through and advancing carried great drawbacks as well.

He had to calm his mind and gain insight into the realms he had advanced through.

For the next while, even if he killed demons, Chen Xian did not intend to improve his martial arts.

At his current age and strength, being able to kill a Lesser Demon King—if word spread through the Ninth Camp, it would likely shake the entire Demon-Slaying Pass.

Chen Xian did not want to stand out too early.

Drawing the jealousy of those with ulterior motives would be very disadvantageous to him.

Ninth Camp.

Head Chef Army Camp.

Pei Menglong found Liu Dingchun and wasted no words. "Transfer Chen Xian from the Cooks' Camp to the camp under my command!"

Liu Dingchun frowned when he heard that. "Brother Pei came here in person just for this?"

"That's right." Pei Menglong nodded.

He had come here specifically to take Chen Xian away.

Liu Dingchun did not know who Chen Xian was, but if Pei Menglong had come personally, the man must have possessed something extraordinary.

Otherwise, Pei Menglong, a deputy general and a Soaring Realm expert, would never personally run errands for some minor nobody.

Liu Dingchun was no fool either. Smiling, he said, "Brother Pei, although the Cooks' Camp falls under my authority, transfers still have to follow General Sun's orders. How about I look into it first, then give you an answer?"

Pei Menglong frowned. "I'll speak to General Sun myself. Issue the order now."

Liu Dingchun said awkwardly, "Brother Pei, that is asking the impossible of me. Let me first find out what is going on, report it to General Sun, and then give you an answer."

Pei Menglong glared. "He's just a lowly cook. As a deputy general of the Head Chef Army, you can't make a decision? Believe it or not, I'll overturn your tent!"

Liu Dingchun's face immediately turned pale. "Brother Pei, quell your anger. I merely find it strange—how did a mere cook catch your eye? Does he have some exceptional talent?"

Pei Menglong's brows sank as he stared at Liu Dingchun without speaking.

From Liu Dingchun's words and expression, it was clear that he did not know Chen Xian's true strength. Otherwise, he would not have placed him in the cooks' barracks as a mere Chief Medic.

With Chen Xian's strength, his military rank should at least have been commandant.

"Give me an answer within one day."

"Brother Pei, that is too rushed. Three days."

"Fine!"

Pei Menglong said no more and turned to leave.

"Someone!"

A Head Chef Army soldier entered from outside the tent and bowed. "General, your orders?"

"Go summon Liao Zipeng!" Liu Dingchun said with a wave of his hand.

The Head Chef Army soldier bowed and withdrew.

A short while later, Liao Zipeng arrived before Liu Dingchun under the Head Chef Army soldier's guidance.

"Cooks' Camp Lieutenant Liao Zipeng pays respects to General Liu!" Liao Zipeng saluted respectfully.

Liu Dingchun waved the Head Chef Army soldier away, then fixed his gaze on Liao Zipeng. "There is someone called Chen Xian in the cooks' barracks?"

"Chen Xian?"

Liao Zipeng's eyes flickered as he replied, "Reporting to General, there is indeed someone named Chen Xian. He is close to Ding Chen, Wang Yan, Qin Fei, and the others, but he is nothing outstanding."

Nothing outstanding?

Liu Dingchun frowned. If he were nothing outstanding, would Pei Menglong have come personally to ask for him?

"Bring me Chen Xian's basic information. I want to examine it carefully."

"Yes, General. Please wait!"

Liao Zipeng turned and left. Before long, he returned to the tent with Chen Xian's enlistment records and handed the register to Liu Dingchun.

Liu Dingchun glanced over it. "Forty-ninth year of Ningwu, enlisted in Fengyun County, Shiling County, Fengtian Realm. One elderly father and a younger sister, Chen Rong. Enlisted for three years. Before arriving at Demon-Slaying Pass, Body Refinement Entry-Level..."

"He truly is nothing outstanding!"

Liu Dingchun raised his brows and looked at Liao Zipeng. "What is Chen Xian's strength now?"

Liao Zipeng thought back for a moment. "Blood Moving Realm."

Was the Blood Moving Realm worth Pei Menglong personally coming to ask for him?

The Demon Slayer Soldiers of the front army were all in the Blood Moving Realm.

Liu Dingchun pondered briefly. "Where is Chen Xian?"

"Reporting to General, last night he followed Commandant Chen Quanwu of the front army to Blood River Forest to fend off demons. He has not yet returned," Liao Zipeng reported.

Liu Dingchun recalled that it was indeed so and said, "If the cooks' barracks return and Chen Xian is not dead, test him personally."

"I... Yes, General!"

Liao Zipeng opened his mouth. He was in the Surging Origin Realm, while Chen Xian was merely in the Blood Moving Realm. Was this not making a mountain out of a molehill?

Faced with Liu Dingchun's gaze, he did not dare say more and could only nod in agreement.

Black Wind Valley.

As noon approached, no one came to order Ding Chen and the others back to camp.

Ding Chen took it upon himself to lead everyone back to camp.

They also dragged the demon corpses back with them.

When they reached the gates of the Ninth Camp, the Demon Slayer Soldiers were all dumbstruck.

These Cook Soldiers really knew how to stay alive!

They had heard that Blood River Forest had not only contained Demon Men last night—even the Young Wolf King had appeared.

Chen Quanwu had returned in a sorry state, and more than ten of the Demon Slayer Soldiers under his command had died.

Yet the Cook Soldiers led by Ding Chen were all lively and vigorous.

Only a few had been injured.

They could not help wondering whether these Cook Soldiers had encountered the demon army at all.

Chen Xian and the others paid no attention to everyone's stares. Dragging the demon corpses behind them, they rode into camp.

There, Chen Quanwu stood ahead with the Demon Slayer Soldiers, hands on his hips as he coldly watched them.

Ding Chen remained expressionless. He swung down from his horse and saluted Chen Quanwu.

A trace of surprise flashed through Chen Quanwu's eyes. The Young Wolf King had failed to kill them last night before finally charging toward Seven Mile Peak. He had thought Ding Chen and the others had been killed by the Young Wolf King.

He had not expected all one hundred of them to be intact. Only six or seven were injured, and their injuries did not appear serious.

"Ding Chen, you've got some nerve!"

Chen Quanwu suddenly flew into a rage, lashing his whip at Ding Chen.

Smack!

Someone stepped forward and seized the incoming whip in one hand.

That scene left Chen Quanwu and the others stunned.

Ding Chen and the others also looked surprised. Turning their heads, they saw that the one holding the whip was Chen Xian.

"Xianzi, let go, quickly...!" Ding Chen's expression changed slightly.

Chen Quanwu was not weak, and more importantly, his military rank was far higher than Chen Xian's. Such disrespect toward a superior was punishable.

"You bastard!"

Chen Quanwu had not expected anyone to dare grab his whip. He immediately cursed at Chen Xian and tried to yank the whip back.

Yet even with a fierce pull, it did not budge.

Chen Xian remained expressionless. The fist gripping the whip and his arm did not move in the slightest.

Chen Quanwu paused in surprise, then yanked again, but still could not pull it free. Seeing everyone watching him in astonishment, his old face instantly flushed red.

"Let go!"

Humiliated into rage, Chen Quanwu pulled with all his strength.

Chen Xian released it, and Chen Quanwu failed to steady himself in time. He staggered back three steps and crashed into the Demon Slayer Soldiers.

"Commandant!"

"Get out of the way!"

Chen Quanwu's face was filled with fury. He shook off the people behind him who were trying to support him, then roared and lashed his whip at Chen Xian.

He had used Origin Qi in this strike. It was not something just anyone could catch!

Smack!

Suddenly, just as Chen Quanwu raised his whip, someone seized the back of his neck.

"Who the fuck..."

Chen Quanwu turned his head and cursed. The next instant, his expression froze. "Gen... General!"

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