Azure Heaven Saber
Chapter 1168 - 1168 53 Montage of Commander Meng in the Army

Chapter 1168: Chapter 53 Montage of Commander Meng in the Army 9 [Large Chapter] Chapter 1168: Chapter 53 Montage of Commander Meng in the Army 9 [Large Chapter] Meng Fang’s army advanced in silence, their arrows piercing through Qin country as they headed toward Chu Country.

Meng Fang appeared calm, but deep down he was anxious, for with Qin country conquered, only Chu Country remained.

The unification of the realm was nearly complete.

Now, the generals of Qin country swept through the other nations, but the only force that could act with mobility was his.

And he had total autonomy, able to strike wherever he chose.

It could now be said that if Meng Fang encountered any resistance, this war of unification might have to be prematurely halted.

Only after the other armies had dealt with the remaining nations could they focus on Chu Country and relaunch the campaign.

But that would be another military operation, one that was long enduring.

Thus, Meng Fang decided to cut the Gordian knot and march his troops forward.

Up to this point, his campaign had lasted a year, but the time spent in battle was not long; most of the year was spent on the move.

He truly sustained his army with what they conquered along the way, traversing most of the continent.

Though they only moved within the inner circle, the total distance covered by the army exceeded two hundred thousand li in a year.

Meng Fang’s personal charisma had rallied an army, recognized as invincible under heaven!

…

On the other side,

Fei Xinyu and Wu Tiejun were chatting together.

“Shall we also participate in the battle for Chu Country?”

“Let’s leave it all to Meng Fang.”

“That sounds good.”

Fei Xinyu wanted to curse a few times, but could not bring himself to, only managing to sigh deeply and said softly, “I have to admit, that kid… really damn… his abilities are impressive.”

Wu Tiejun also sighed, nodding silently.

“He doesn’t have much time left.”

“Yes.”

“Given our cultivation levels, both of us are close to reaching the Heavenly Level, and unless something goes wrong, or we suffer severe injuries, we can maintain a lifespan of one to two thousand years. If we break through to the Heavenly Level, it can be even longer.”

“Meng Fang, however, is unlikely to live past eighty. His days are numbered.”

“That’s why he’s fighting so desperately now.”

“He wants to quickly unify the realm and go back to living his simple life.”

“But before that, he also wants to settle his long-following brothers well, making us owe him a debt of gratitude to take care of his old subordinates.”

“Many of his followers have reached Innate, Human-Level, Earth-Level, and even Heavenly-Level. Each of them has a lifespan far longer than his.”

“He naturally had to plan ahead.”

Wu Tiejun sighed and said, “I can’t understand why heaven envies a talented person so harshly!”

Fei Xinyu remained silent, considering his words to refute Wu Tiejun, and wanting to take the opportunity to scold him.

But Fei Xinyu was exhausted to realize: whenever it came to Meng Fang, he almost never had a chance to scold anyone.

That guy hardly had any flaws and shone brightly in every aspect; simply settling down early already surpassed him by a long shot.

After pondering for a while, he finally said gruffly, “Aside from being a bit rustic, that kid is really good at everything.”

Thinking over it, he added, “Much better than you, you damned stubborn mule.”

Then he suddenly felt as if a new world had opened, saying, “Why doesn’t the Almighty make you a natural-born fool? Why pick on Meng Fang?”

Wu Tiejun’s face turned as steely as iron, his hand snapped a teacup in half.

“A gentleman uses his mouth, not his hands! Anyone who uses hands is a bastard!”

Fei Xinyu was shocked, realizing that at some point, he could no longer overpower Wu Tiejun.

Every encounter ended with him being brutally suppressed!

You say you’re in control, but Wu Tiejun always gained the upper hand, always targeting his buttocks, claiming it was tough enough to not ruin and deserved special attention. How could he endure this, it was simply unbearable.

I’m not your son!

Because of this, Fei Xinyu had diligently practiced for a while, only to find himself falling even further behind, forcing him to give up and accept his fate.

From then on, his instances of insulting Wu Tiejun significantly decreased.

After all, every time he spoke up, he got smacked, right on his buttocks, as if disciplining a child in public.

That damn feeling was unbearable and intolerable.

Wu Tiejun sneered, “If you keep running your mouth, see my fist as big as a bowl? Do you want it to land on your foul-mouth or somewhere else equally foul?!”

“Damn, I wasn’t insulting you—you’re just looking for trouble!”

Fei Xinyu said, “Besides, how wonderful you are, Grand Marshal Wu, so enviable. Your young wife is almost eighteen now, oh boy, she’s like a blooming flower, not letting Meng Fang overshadow her! I really envy you! Isn’t that allowed?”

Wu Tiejun immediately flushed with anger, “You should show some respect.”

“Hehehe… you’re robbing the cradle, and I can’t even speak of it? Hehehe, remember how she once called you Uncle Wu? Hehe… such integrity, oh my, Wu Tiejun, you stubborn thing, such skill you have, had your eyes on her so early, huh? Tsk tsk, truly unique tastes…”

Fei Xinyu found a new way to attack, managing to embarrass Wu Tiejun greatly without even using foul language.

The reason was simple.

Wu Tiejun had entered the path.

Back then, in Yuezhou, Li Qing’s daughter, Li Duor, now a disciple of Kong Gaohan, the leader of the White Clothes Division of Heavenly Clothes, had grown up and matured.