Dragon God Supreme

Chapter 62: Chapter 062 Minor Trouble
 

Feng Wuchen descended from the mountain peak on his sword and saw the soldiers respectfully arrayed in neat formations to greet him, their faces completely transformed from anger to reverence.

The moment Feng Wuchen touched the ground, the soldiers all knelt on one knee and respectfully cried out, “Thank you, Master Feng, for granting us this favor!”

Their resounding voices echoed through the mountains, waves of echoes lingering long in the mountain range.

The soldiers’ respect was genuine, deeply moving Feng Wuchen. The feeling of receiving such a reward after giving so much was incredibly wondrous to him.

“Master Feng, we have wronged you! Master Feng has been sincere with us, yet we…”

“Master Feng has taken great pains, wholeheartedly helping us enhance our strength, yet we were blind to our good fortune. We are willing to accept any punishment Master Feng deems fit!”

“The transformation we have achieved today is all thanks to Master Feng, our second parents. The grace Master Feng has shown us will forever be etched in our hearts.”

The soldiers offered sincere apologies, their words heartfelt, and the iron-blooded men had tears brimming in their eyes.

“All of you, stand up,” Feng Wuchen managed to say, his voice slightly choked with emotion. Though he had spent only a month with them, the impression was deeply ingrained.

Perhaps it was the initial resentment and anger of the soldiers, as well as their spirit of enduring hardships, that had so profoundly touched Feng Wuchen.

From the soldiers’ initial doubts to their sincere treatment in the end, Feng Wuchen was deeply moved.

“Please, Master Feng, punish us!” the soldiers shouted.

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The spirit of the hot-blooded men and their strong, willingness to take responsibility was fully demonstrated by the soldiers.

“Good!” Feng Wuchen shouted. “All soldiers, heed my command! As punishment, you all have half an hour to gather one hundred herbs each and bring them back!”

“Yes!” The soldiers shouted respectfully and then more than five hundred men dashed off in all directions at a stunning speed, vanishing from sight in just a few breaths.

“Thank you, Master Feng, for your meticulous cultivation!” After the soldiers ventured into the mountains, Ye Cangqiong bowed deeply to Feng Wuchen in gratitude, his demeanor extremely reverent.

“Great General, you are too kind,” Feng Wuchen said with a light smile.

“The astonishing improvements in the soldiers are all thanks to Master Feng! The strength of the Supreme Physique is truly shocking,” Ling Zhantian added.

Feng Wuchen replied, “The Supreme Physique is but an auxiliary cultivation technique. Their remarkable improvement is entirely due to their own constitution.”

As he said this, he turned his gaze to Ye Cangqiong and continued, “Great General, my task here is complete, and it is time for me to leave the Imperial Capital.”

“Is Master Feng leaving so soon? The State Preceptor and the prince have not yet returned, and the soldiers are also still out there,” the Great General asked in astonishment.

“There is no banquet under heaven that does not end. I have selected ten individuals, and if they are willing, let them come to Yunzhou to find me. We shall meet again,” Feng Wuchen said with a light smile, bowing his fist before turning to leave the military camp.

If he were to wait for Yang Tianxian, Situ Zhentian, and the soldiers to return, it would not be so easy for Feng Wuchen to leave.

Having spent a month in the camp, engaging in both artifact refining and alchemy, and instructing the two elders, he had already delayed his own cultivation time substantially.

After the soldiers returned and learned that Feng Wuchen had already left, each of them felt immeasurably forlorn, their eyes filled with reluctant farewell, regretting not treating Feng Wuchen properly at the beginning, regretting they had realized too late!

“Master Feng has selected ten of you. If you are willing, you may leave the camp to follow Master Feng,” Ye Cangqiong said with a sigh, naturally noticing the soldiers’ reluctance to part with Feng Wuchen.

“Leng Mucheng, Chi Huang…” Ye Cangqiong called out ten soldier names in one breath, then said, “Master Feng should still be in the Imperial Capital. If you’re willing, go ahead; if you cannot find him in the Imperial Capital, then go to Yunzhou.”

Leng Mucheng and nine others exchanged glances before, led by Leng Mucheng, they bowed deeply to Ye Cangqiong and the other generals. Then they promptly left the camp at speed. Only two did not decide to leave.

“Why are you not going?” Ye Cangqiong asked, turning his gaze to the two soldiers who had stayed behind.

“We swear to follow the Great General to our deaths!” the two soldiers responded in unison.

“Ah,” Ye Cangqiong sighed softly.

“Reporting to the Great General! The State Preceptor and the prince have returned!” A general ran quickly to report.

Yang Tianxian and Situ Zhentian came to the camp filled with excitement. However, by the time they arrived, Feng Wuchen was no longer there.

“What? The master has left?” Situ Zhentian exclaimed in shock!

“Master?” The soldiers were all stunned; Situ Zhentian actually called Feng Wuchen his master!

The soldiers were confused; when had Situ Zhentian become a disciple of Feng Wuchen?

“Too late after all!” Yang Tianxian said, shaking his head helplessly.

“State Preceptor, what happened?” Ye Cangqiong asked.

“The emperor just issued a decree, bestowing upon Master Feng the title of Grand Commander of the Empire! He personally leads the Black Flag Army and the Sky Shadow Cavalry, while you, Great General, will serve as the chief commander, in charge of the entire military of the Empire! The order has been sent out, and all the Empire’s officials already know of this matter,” Yang Tianxian said with a rueful smile, having just missed the opportunity.

“Grand Commander?” Everyone present was once again shocked, their eyes wide open.

Ye Cangqiong was stunned for a moment then shook his head, “State Preceptor, I can tell that Master Feng is not someone to be confined. Our Empire cannot keep him. I realized this from the moment he asked to take people with him.”

“What a pity, those officers must be disappointed,” Yang Tianxian sighed and shook his head, feeling disappointed himself.

Yang Tianxian hadn’t even become a disciple yet, and with Feng Wuchen gone, who knew when he would see him again?

“Since the emperor has already issued the order, the position of Grand Commander belongs to no one but Master Feng, regardless of whether he’s in the Empire or not; he is still the Grand Commander!” Yang Tianxian continued, although he had not formally become a disciple, he already regarded Feng Wuchen as his master.

“State Preceptor, Master Feng just left an hour ago, should we go after him?” Ling Zhantian asked.

Yang Tianxian shook his head and said, “No need, Master Feng is capable of Sword Flight, and he might have already left the Imperial Capital by now.”

…

After leaving the military camp, Feng Wuchen had already returned to the bustling city of Feiyun City.

His first activity in Feiyun City was to fill his stomach, after which he planned to leave the Imperial Capital for Yunzhou.

The Imperial Capital was full of royal relatives and children of high officials, completely unrelated to Feng Wuchen, who did not intend to stay there.

Of course, it wasn’t that Feng Wuchen was afraid; he simply didn’t want too much trouble to affect his cultivation.

Feng Wuchen was unaware of the emperor’s decree appointing him as Grand Commander, nor did he know that Leng Mucheng and his group had already left the military camp to find him!

Upon entering a famous restaurant named Tianxian Tower in Feiyun City, known for its beautiful singing courtesans and most importantly, a beautiful and young proprietoress, many a man came here for her, including numerous children of high officials.

The restaurant was bustling with activity, on the central stage, courtesans were dancing gracefully, each able to sing and dance seductively, ensnaring the gazes of all the men, who were all drooling and rubbing their hands together like they were about to turn into beasts.

Feng Wuchen merely glanced at them and then headed upstairs.

It wasn’t that Feng Wuchen didn’t enjoy the view, but rather that the seats by the railing on the second floor offered a more comfortable view.

What puzzled him, though, was that such a prime spot was unoccupied.

Just as Feng Wuchen was wondering about this, he noticed many astonished glances sweeping his way.

“Is there something wrong with this table?” Feng Wuchen thought to himself, sensing something off about those people’s stares.

The shopkeeper of the restaurant also noticed Feng Wuchen, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, and she quickly ascended to the second floor.

It had to be said that the female shopkeeper was very pretty, clad in a fiery red cheongsam, very well-endowed, with seductive curves and a hint of spring in her every movement, a living seductress.

Seeing the shopkeeper come up, many people showed a schadenfreude expression.

This made Feng Wuchen even more perplexed since he had no idea what was going on.

“You’re quite handsome, young man. Is this your first time at Tianxian Tower?” the female shopkeeper asked softly, her voice pleasant and captivating to the other men in the room.

The female shopkeeper was alluring, and Feng Wuchen took another look before nodding and asking, “What’s the issue?”

“Since it’s your first time, I’ll give you a heads-up. You’d better change seats to avoid trouble,” the shopkeeper advised in a soft voice.

“Young man, this is Young Master Wang’s seat, and no one dares to sit here,” a middle-aged man said.

“I see,” Feng Wuchen nodded, now understanding why the spot was vacant—it had been reserved by an important person.

Just as Feng Wuchen was about to stand up and switch tables, a harsh, cold voice rang out, “Who dares to be so bold as to take my seat?”

“Young Master Wang has arrived!” Faces in the restaurant instantly displayed wariness.

The shopkeeper shook her head and whispered, “Good luck to you, young man, there’s nothing I can do to help.”

A man in his thirties, dressed in white brocade, followed by six guards, ascended to the second floor.

The lead man was none other than Young Master Wang He!

“Young Master Wang, you’ve finally arrived,” the shopkeeper greeted him with a charming smile.

“Ah, my little beauty, I’ve missed you so much,” Wang He hurriedly embraced the shopkeeper’s waist without any restraint or care for the onlookers.

The shopkeeper quickly broke free and rolled her eyes at Wang He, spitting, “You never change.”

“My lord, how should we deal with this kid?” a guard blocked Feng Wuchen’s path and respectfully inquired of Wang He.

“Young Master Wang, he’s just a kid, why stoop to his level?” the shopkeeper chimed in quickly, hoping to speak in defense of Feng Wuchen.

“Not even you speaking up will do today. If someone dares to take my seat today, tomorrow there will be others who won’t take me seriously!” Wang He shook his head and with a fierce look towards Feng Wuchen, he ordered coldly, “Kill him!”

The shopkeeper, unable to interfere, gave Feng Wuchen a helpless glance. There was no need for her to risk her life for a young man she had just met.

Feng Wuchen’s icy gaze fixed on Wang He, he asked indifferently, “Are you speaking to me?”