"Then why does it still turn out like that?"

"There must be a reason. Their Chief Military Advisor is unfathomable, truly possessing wisdom that reaches the heavens, with flawless strategies and boundless intelligence... various methods keep emerging..."

"Don’t believe it? If you don’t believe, just ask around, ask anyone. Dongfang Sansan, though the name may sound somewhat rustic, this person single-handedly supports the Guardians, almost like a deity!"

"Frankly speaking, considering Dongfang Strategist’s intelligence, it’s already quite an achievement for our Vice Sect Masters to hold on until now. These accomplishments can be described as exceptional!"

"In tens of thousands of years, which so-called wise person can surpass this Dongfang Strategist? Our Vice Sect Masters have sustained minimal losses under countless schemes from the other side; this is unprecedented and unparalleled."

"It’s not that we are weak; in fact, we have always been stronger in terms of force, but Dongfang Sansan’s strategies are truly shocking and astounding!"

"At any rate, you’ll understand once you look into it. You can judge for yourselves whether it’s just boasting."

"Besides, there’s no reason for me to praise the other side, right?"

So many people over there started to investigate, and what they found was astonishing.

Guardian Chief Strategist, Dongfang Sansan.

His illustrious battle records and endless legends immediately filled their ears like a tide. How he turned the tide in desperate situations, supported collapsing structures, single-handedly piloted the state, changed heaven and earth, devised divine strategies, poured heart and soul into his work...

After this explanation, the morale on the Wei Wo Zheng Sect side didn’t improve much, but the name Dongfang Sansan suddenly became as bright as the midday sun.

A legendary figure, an unparalleled strategist! 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

In one night, Dongfang Sansan gained tens of billions of followers on the Wei Wo Zheng Sect side.

The speed and scale of his rise were truly unprecedented and unparalleled.

By the time the higher-ups of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect realized what was happening, they couldn’t stop it anymore.

Every major bookstore selling books of this kind had already sold out.

How could they stop it?

Yan Nan boldly issued a statement: "Regarding Dongfang Strategy, I am not equal; thus I am cautious, fearing repetition of the past; all actions taken are to minimize losses and preserve the lives of the Divine Sect members. The enemy is intelligent, but we are strong. Who is stronger or weaker cannot be determined; who wins or loses relies on everyone’s efforts."

"For the friendship battle among the younger generation, the other side wants to rank us again, intending to kill our genius with their fame, thus I refuse. Protecting the geniuses of the Divine Sect is like protecting the future of the Divine Sect. A mere reputation, what benefit does it bring if obtained, and what regret is there if forsaken?"

The whole continent fell silent.

No one expected Yan Nan, with his current identity, status, and prestige, would say something so candid.

On the Wei Wo Zheng Sect side, the people universally praised, saying that the Vice Sect Master truly had a heart like the sea; and according to the latest news, even Dongfang Sansan sighed upon hearing it: "Yan Nan, possessing such magnanimity and demeanor, is truly my lifelong rival."

As soon as this remark came out, the Wei Wo Zheng Sect side’s morale soared. Even Dongfang Strategist praised Vice Sect Master Yan, claiming Vice Sect Master Yan was awesome!

The Guardian Headquarters was directly infuriated over this remark!

"Shameless! Ninth Lord never said such a thing! What kind of magnanimity and demeanor does Yan Nan have to be considered Ninth Lord’s lifelong rival!"

"Wei Wo Zheng Sect lied for reputation! Spreading rumors!"

"And they even used our Ninth Lord’s reputation to spread these lies!"

"This lie must be dispelled."

"We cannot let them exploit our Ninth Lord’s reputation."

"..."

Even Rui Qianshan couldn’t hold it back, barging into Dongfang Sansan’s room: "Ninth Brother, Yan Nan is so shameless; I really want to take a dump in his mouth."

Dongfang Sansan was eating, his face turned dark instantly, and he spat out the mouthful of food, furiously pointing at the door: "Get the hell out of here!"

He rarely cursed aloud.

As Rui Qianshan stepped out, a rice ball was thrown out, hitting him on the butt.

Dongfang Sansan was fuming.

Looking at the two steaming dishes before him, he had completely lost his appetite.

...

The Baiyun State Guardian Hall received a distinguished guest.

It was Jinshe Spear Dong Changfeng who arrived, immediately causing the entire Guardian Hall to be extremely excited.

As it turned out, Dong Changfeng came to express gratitude, having observed the achievements of the Baiyun State Guardian Hall over the many years he spent in seclusion in Baiyun State, which were indeed impressive.

After recovering, he made a special visit to pay respects.

Moreover, he mentioned having a request: On the day Bei Mingxin came, Dong Changfeng launched a fierce attack, but that battle resulted in thousands of civilian casualties.

Dong Changfeng felt very uneasy about it.

Thus, he came today specially, bringing ten billion silver worth of goods, hoping that the Baiyun State Guardian Hall could handle compensating the families of the deceased.

Song Yidao gladly agreed to it and cordially invited Dong Changfeng to dine there. Dong Changfeng declined, so the Lord of Hall accompanied Lord Dong for a tour around Baiyun State Guardian Hall, after which Dong Changfeng bid farewell and left.

Meanwhile, Mr. Fang in Deacon Hall Two felt as if he heard a mosquito-like voice in his ears.

"Tonight at midnight, north of the city."

Fang Che showed no emotion and continued to arrange deacon work because he had already taken leave from today.

He fully prepared for the selection battle.

Afterwards, he left immediately. Zhao Ying’er called out a few times, but Mr. Fang seemed to neither hear nor not hear, just waved and disappeared.

Zhao Ying’er felt lost.

She always felt that after returning this time, Fang Che had changed in many ways.

So much so that she barely recognized him anymore.

The slight passion she had vaguely felt seemed to have vanished with the chilly wind.