The Sword God of the South

Conversations in the Tent

Zhang Fei's position sitting cross-legged was to turn his back on the Strange Old Man Tionggoan. After his eyes were closed and he looked ready, suddenly the martial World Grandfather channeled pure air throughout his body.

He then pressed his palms against Zhang Fei's back. The feeling of warmth directly penetrates throughout the body.

That warm feeling suddenly turned into heat. Real hot. Zhang Fei could hardly hold it. Fortunately, he was used to this kind of thing.

So over time Zhang Fei increasingly did not feel the heat anymore. A moment later, suddenly the heat simply vanished. Replaced with an ice-like coldness that pierced into every path of blood in his body.

The next ten minutes, Old Man Weird Tionggoan had already pulled back both of his palms from Zhang Fei's back. Cold sweat looks to wet the entire body. It seemed that the pure air he let out was not small. It could be seen from the look of his exhausted face.

"Open your eyes, son of Fei," he said giving orders to Zhang Fei.

The young man opened his eyes. Now he felt his entire body becoming fresher and lighter. The pain that had previously arisen from the puncture wound of the Thousand Needles Old Granny, had now disappeared just like that.

"Thank you, Master Kai," Zhang Fei said in a polite tone.

Old Man Bizarre Tionggoan nodded with a smile. He held his breath for a while.

"How is Fei's son?" ask the Shadowless God of Arak after a while.

"She was almost exposed to the poison from the Silver Golden Twin Needle that belonged to the old grandmother. Fortunately, the body's power and internal energy are not low. So that automatically, his body had slowed down the reaction of the poison," replied the Strange Old Man Tionggoan.

Keep in mind, every fine needle that was removed by the Thousand Needles Old Granny, it actually contained quite a dangerous poison. That one fine needle could even kill a second-rate swordsman in mere seconds.

As for this, Zhang Fei was instead pierced by the Silver-Gold Twin Needle that was tens or hundreds of times larger than a fine needle, instead, so you can imagine how dangerous the poison contained in the weapon was.

It was fortunate that his profound energy had increased by leaps and bounds and his endurance had been used to being forged since childhood. Try it if not, perhaps now Zhang Fei has died horribly due to the effects of the poison belonging to the Thousand Needles Old Grandmother.

"Thank God then. I was so happy to hear it," said Shadowless Arak God with a smile.

The five martial world figures did not directly leave the forest. They were still there and even had time to party for some time.

After the day had already entered the afternoon, Zhang Fei asked for permission to go into the forest. He intended to find hunted beasts for their five meals.

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The night has arrived to greet the virtual world. The heavy rain that had been pouring down since then, had now subsided. The rain left a puddle of water and a bone-chilling cold.

In front of the vast meadow, the soldiers were left as many as a hundred men, they had now started working again.

The men gathered weapons and other objects scattered on the ground as a result of the battle.

Not to forget, they collected thousands of corpses. Particularly were the corpses of the Song Empire's troops who had fallen on the battlefield.

Inside a tent, General Guan was sitting looking outwards. In front of him was a table. On the table were several wine jars and light dishes available.

Inside at that, suddenly from outside there were a few footsteps walking closer towards him. Upon arriving at the front, it turned out that the sound of footsteps came from Zhang Fei and the Four Profound World Elders.

"Ah, apparently you," General Guan immediately stood up and walked over to the five people. "Come, come in. Incidentally there is still a lot of wine left," he said.

"Thank you, General Guan. You have always known our customs, indeed" the Shadowless God Arak spoke with a laugh. Unabashedly, he went straight in first and opened the sealed wine jar.

The sound of wine being poured into the cup was heard filling the entire tent. The men toasted for a long time.

After being satisfied with drinking wine, the sound of Old Man Strange Tionggoan began to speak seriously.

"General, how many of our troops are left?" he asked while looking at General Guan.

"There are about a hundred people, Mr. Kai," General Guan said quickly. "After treatment and rest for some time, their situation is now much better than before,"

"Then, what about the enemy?"

"The enemy forces almost all perished at the hands of our soldiers,"

"Almost everything? So where are the rest of them?"

"The rest have fled. Including also the martial world people from the Zhou Empire who were present in the war,"

"Lantas, the General didn't go after him?"

"No,"

"Why?"

"Because at that time the soldiers under my command were already exhausted. After all, I think it's better to take care of the sure, than the uncertain,"

The Strange Old Man Tionggoan nodded his head several times. According to him, the decision that General Guan had taken was indeed not wrong.

Meanwhile, after he was silent, the Shadowless God Arak also asked him a question.

"General, do you think the enemy will strike again?"

The old man asked with a serious face. He was worried that the Zhou Empire would come with more troops and avenge its defeat.

According to the Shadowless God Arak, something like this was very likely to happen. Moreover, the amount of losses they bear is not small.

The other four also nodded their heads. They also agreed with the concerns of the Shadowless God Arak.

"Actually such a thing is very likely to happen, Mr. Kiang," he confirmed. "But in that case, we take it easy, I'm pretty sure the Zhou Empire won't attack. At least, they take a while if they want to take the same step,"

General Guan believed that his words would not be wrong. Moreover, he was often involved in a war.

Before making any further attacks, the Zhou Empire would definitely think over and over again.

At the very least, the soldiers who managed to return to his Imperial Palace would definitely tell how things were on the battlefield.

"Good then. We can also have time to prepare for the next step," said the Shadowless God Arak.

"Yes, right, Mr. Kiang. I have also sent this victory newspaper to the Song Imperial Palace. In addition, I have also asked the Emperor to send soldiers to clear the traces of war in this place,"