Peace Order-Chapter 1489 - 1: Return of the Divine General, The Moment of Assembly

As deep autumn turned to winter, outside the Northern Domain pass, the landscape was desolate and solemn, everything withered and white. Although the snow had yet to fall, the vegetation was shriveled, and looking out over the land, there was no vitality, starkly different from the scenery of Jiangnan.

Yue Pengwu was in the military camp outside the city, perusing the letters in his hand.

Though called letters, they were actually a thick stack of intelligence, encompassing various dossiers, including the general situation of the world today, numerous conflicts occurring in different regions, and news of the martial world heroes, naturally coming from that Tower Master Xue’s Changfeng Building.

This area was where Changfeng Building’s influence was the strongest.

It could be said that in this Northern Domain outside the pass.

Yue Pengwu, Yuan Shitong, and Xue Tianxing’s three armies could establish themselves over a thousand miles of the Northern Domain, maintaining their combat strength and life without a rear base or many cities and people, thanks largely to that Long Wind Tower Master.

This is the buffer zone on the northeast side of the Turkic grasslands and Ying Country.

The region was not very rich in resources.

That Tower Master Xue opened the trade routes to transport what the troops needed, at great cost.

Perhaps when a stone of rice was delivered, the cost on the road exceeded its value threefold; it could be said to be an utterly losing business transaction, but Tower Master Xue never said anything, and everyone in the three armies was grateful to her.

Yet the Tower Master always said it was the Taiping Duke’s son, Marquis Qin Wu, who wanted her to send them.

If you want to give thanks, please thank him.

"But you may live well here, protect yourselves, and that would be the greatest gratitude for him."

"May you worry not, may all directions be peaceful, may the world be in harmony."

The old troops of the Taiping Army here, even though they had not seen the Taiping Duke’s son Li Guanyi, held him in high esteem, and the morale was very strong.

Yue Pengwu, silent and wise, naturally deduced something — the Marquis Qin Wu, who was then deeply caught in the whirlpool, striving at the forefront of the world’s storms, could certainly not have the strength to arrange and be responsible here any longer.

He had privately asked Tower Master Xue to thank her.

The young woman avoided Yue Pengwu’s cup-fist salute, with a gentle smile, lightly concealing her face with a folding fan, slightly bowing: "It is merely gold and silver."

"His father and mother have departed, leaving not much behind, and what I can do is merely use this method to try and leave some of the Taiping Army’s flames for him; if it can warm his heart a little, that would be enough."

Yue Pengwu remained silent for a long time and asked why she was doing this.

The young woman seemed surprised, then smiled slightly, with a folding fan in hand, light-footed, giving an answer that Yue Pengwu, such a hero, could not forget to this day.

The young woman thought for a long time, only saying: "Because I want to."

"Isn’t that reason enough?"

She extended a finger and said: "Even the world’s heroes, ten thousand pounds of gold and silver; if it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t want to; if it were all the gold and silver in the world, if it were for him, then giving it up is nothing."

Yue Pengwu was speechless and respected Tower Master Xue more, but that young woman’s health seemed not very good, her martial arts at the Third Layer Heaven, yet she ventured through treacherous places year-round, facing contemporary mighty figures; the last time she came here, her face was somewhat pale, her coughing a bit severe.

Upon inquiry, she only smiled and said it was no problem, nothing but an old illness.

Just hoping she would not encounter any mishaps.

Yue Pengwu walked to the window, opened it, letting the northern cold wind blow in, slightly dissipating the rush of blood that arose uncontrollably at seeing the words [Joining Forces]; since being rescued from the Chen Country’s palace by Li Guanyi, Yue Pengwu and others during the great sacrifice in the Chen Country, four or five years had passed.

In these few years, Yue Pengwu took Siming’s secret elixir.

Not only was the deadly poison from Fei’s heart’s blood neutralized, but he further advanced, using the Dharma Form of the Roc to swallow Fei’s heart’s blood, and his martial arts in the Nine Heavens became even more profound, as well as a contemporary military genius, mastering military authority, formations, strategies, a master of all.

He is already among the top ten Divine Generals in the world.

Sadly, the vast situation of the world is turbulent; such a Divine General is trapped outside the force buffer zone on the northern border of the Turkic and Ying Country, unable to step into the world — on that day, his martial arts were severely weakened, vitality depleted, Breaking Army and others chose a place sufficiently safe to let Yue Pengwu avoid major battles and conflicts.

But the goodwill of that day has now become a burden and obstacle.

The vast world swirls with storms; Li Guanyi battles everywhere, fighting in one fierce battle after another, whilst the situation is like a whirlpool, and Yue Pengwu can only be restrained here with the Third Divine General.

The Li Quan Divine Spear often resonates at night, seemingly in accord with its master’s unyielding resentment.

This time, the words Joining Forces ignited all the suppressed emotions and ambitions of these years all at once; if it were the Yue Pengwu in his early twenties, he would have already pounded the bars and howled at the sky.

But now he has experienced the vicissitudes of life, tempered into the mental state of a great commander. At this moment, he calms his mind and begins to read slowly from the beginning of the letters.

Li Guanyi’s handwriting has become more serene, recounting the events of this period with a plain touch, mentioning the death of Wolf King Chen Fubi and two great battles of Jiang Su, talking about the experiences and transformations of Xiao Wuliang, Chen Wenmian, and others.