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Chapter 190 - 152: The Fourth Commander of the Blood Clothes Army! [Vote for Monthly Ticket!]

Chapter 190: Chapter 152: The Fourth Commander of the Blood Clothes Army! [Vote for Monthly Ticket!]

"It wasn’t intentional to hide it from you."

"Apart from me and your grandfather, fewer than ten people know the full story."

Mrs. Wang held Wang Yan’s little hand, explaining to her.

"So, Junior Master has long been a Transforming Strength Grandmaster—no wonder I could never win against him!"

Wang Yan clenched her teeth in frustration, pouting as she glared at Chen Jichuan.

She had found it puzzling.

After that battle, she and Zhu Biao, along with others, speculated about Junior Master’s strength. They all assumed he was ranked near the top of the Earthly List, which explained his exceptional skills.

It had never crossed her mind that he was actually a Transforming Strength Grandmaster!

"Grandpa and Grandma knew too."

"And I—"

Wang Yan turned toward her smiling grandparents, feeling both embarrassed and irritated.

Back then, she had thought Junior Master had fallen off the Earthly List and even went out of her way to persuade the Wang Ji couple to get her assigned to the Northern Captain position. Now it seemed she had certainly been the butt of jokes.

Mrs. Wang held Wang Yan’s hand, her eyes full of joy, and changed the subject: "My little Yan, only twenty years old, has already made it onto the Earthly List. This achievement surpasses your grandpa, grandma, and even your Junior Master."

Back when Wang Yan wanted to join the Northern Captain unit, Wang Ji had been reluctant.

Mrs. Wang also felt uneasy but thought having her little disciple to look after her granddaughter would ease her mind. Besides, the young one would eventually grow up.

So she gritted her teeth and instructed Wang Ji to use connections to secure Wang Yan a position as a Governor in the Northern Captain.

Who could have imagined, after merely one year, her granddaughter had grown so much.

"Lightning Sword" Wang Yan!

She had now become one of the very top prodigies in the Taixu Sword Sect.

As a grandmother, Mrs. Wang had spent the past month oscillating between worry and pride. Seeing her granddaughter now, her heart felt settled, leaving only a sense of immense pride.

"I’m not that amazing."

"It’s all because Junior Master taught me well."

Wang Yan, now distracted and awash in compliments, soon forgot about the Transforming Strength revelation and shyly reacted, amusing everyone around.

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Night fell.

After the banquet.

Wang Ji finally brought up the real reason for his visit: "The sect has been planning the expansion of the Blood Clothes Army since a few years ago. This time, it’s finally confirmed—the plan is to first transfer elites from the City Guards across the various cities and the other three Blood Clothes Army units to construct the framework of the Fourth Unit, to be finalized during the recruitment in October."

"So, is Master’s visit this time about transferring people from my Northern Captain unit?"

Chen Jichuan’s mind stirred; he asked knowingly.

The Northern Captain was, at its core, just part of the City Guard hierarchy. Such a small temple couldn’t contain a true deity. For someone like him, a Transforming Strength Grandmaster, to occupy the role of a lower-ranking Captain was already a misuse of talent.

As for people like Zhu Biao and Zhang Chi, both listed on the Earthly List, it was unthinkable to expect them to continue serving as City Guard Governors or Centurions.

Promotion was only natural.

A transfer to the Blood Clothes Army represented boundless prospects, a genuinely good opportunity.

But he was still waiting for the follow-up—

"Not just that."

Wang Ji slowly sipped tea and casually said, "The Northern Captain boasts numerous fine soldiers and outstanding talents, and it’s certain that many will be selected. The Sect Master and the three Commanders’ decision is to appoint you the Commander of the newly established fourth unit of the Blood Clothes Army, with the responsibility of building and leading the unit entrusted to you."

"As expected!"

Chen Jichuan’s heart calmed, though he feigned surprise. "By qualifications, there are many predecessors in the sect far more experienced than me. How could they let me shoulder such an important task?"

Commander of the Fourth Unit of the Blood Clothes Army.

Leading its construction and taking charge of future operations.

This authority far exceeded his current insignificant position as a Captain in Xiyu City’s Northern Captain; surely, there were plenty of people coveting this role.

"Precisely because you are young, the sect decided to give you more responsibility for focused cultivation."

"When they initially sent you to Xiyu City as a Captain, it wasn’t just for tempering—it was also a test."

"Fortunately, you’ve done well over the past year. Though you often roam around and neglect administrative duties, you excel at recognizing and employing talent. Plus, you possess the ’Turning Stone to Gold’ ability. If not for the Sect Master’s insistence, you’d have long been recruited by the Martial Arts Hall."

Wang Ji said with a laugh.

These past few years, thanks to this disciple, he had been basking in the limelight.

Lately, his self-assuredness soared even higher.

Whether it was old friends who had been close to him before or Grandmasters who had kept their distance, they now reached out to him, hoping to leverage his connections to get their children apprenticed under Wang Shan.

The glory felt much like his own.

When he walked outside, he was treated with honor by all. Though it was his disciple’s aura illuminating him, Wang Ji didn’t mind in the least, cherishing every moment and making others envious.

"Martial Arts Hall?"

Chen Jichuan was somewhat surprised.

Unexpectedly, his talent was so exceptional that it led to a tussle between the Martial Arts Hall and the Blood Clothes Army, all in the effort to recruit him.

In the Taixu Sword Sect.

The Martial Arts Hall and the Blood Clothes Army held equal status, both specializing in training disciples for the sect.

Most disciples who entered the sect at the age of ten with decent talent—and passed their initial tests—trained in the Martial Arts Hall, where they received concentrated guidance. The instructors there were no less powerful than the Governors or Commanders in the Blood Clothes Army.

"The Martial Arts Hall even offered you one of the Dean positions in the Upper Three Institutes if you joined."

"But the Blood Clothes Army’s plans are already in motion, and they’ve had their eye on you for this position from the start, so the decision ultimately favored the Blood Clothes Army."

"Still, the Blood Clothes Army isn’t lacking either."

"Becoming a Commander in the Blood Clothes Army does not only offer both status and authority but also builds a strong foundation for future advancements."

Wang Ji explained to Chen Jichuan.

Even disciples from the Upper Three Institutes in the Martial Arts Hall would eventually join the City Guards or Blood Clothes Army for further tempering.

Combined with external recruitment of exceptional talents.

The Blood Clothes Army had produced numerous Innate and Transforming Strength experts over the years.

As a Commander in the Blood Clothes Army, these individuals would become subordinates, fostering camaraderie that would prove invaluable within the sect.

Operating independently wasn’t ideal in the long run.

Coincidentally, this aligned perfectly with Chen Jichuan’s plans, providing no reason to refuse.

"When should I return to Pengshan City?"

Chen Jichuan couldn’t contain his anticipation.

"The sooner, the better."

"If there’s nothing important in the Northern Captain unit, you can return with me tomorrow morning."

Wang Ji responded.

What could be holding the Northern Captain unit?

Chen Jichuan immediately agreed, "Tomorrow it is."

With this decision finalized, the master and disciple pair both felt delighted.

Madam Wang, their mistress, watched from the side, smiling brightly, reveling in pride over her disciple’s achievements.

Back when this disciple was wild and untamed, it was under her firm discipline—a blend of reprimand and guidance—that he began shedding his unruly nature, gaining understanding and intelligence. He learned to read and write, grasped principles, and gradually transformed into someone more normal—ready for life and cultivation.

She had treated him as dearly as a grandchild.

Seeing a grandchild achieve greatness naturally brought joy to an elder.

"Mistress arrived at just the right time."

"This time, during my travels, I brought something good for Mistress. Initially, I thought to personally deliver it to Pengshan City once Little Yan returned, but turns out you and Master arrived here first."

Chen Jichuan said, moving to retrieve a sandalwood box from his room and handing it to Mrs. Wang: "During my travels, I stumbled upon a Spirit Fruit that might be of some use to Mistress."

"You’re thoughtful."

Mrs. Wang accepted the box without hesitation and opened it in front of Chen Jichuan.

Over the years, this young disciple had gifted the couple many treasures—delicacies, beauties, and wonders—everything lovingly chosen.

What could this good item be this time?

Upon opening the box.

Inside lay a bright red fruit, resembling a flame, about the size of a plum.

"So red."

"Looks quite appetizing."

Wang Ji glanced over, his mouth watering, and reached out to grab it.

"Keep your hands to yourself!"

Mrs. Wang smacked Wang Ji’s hand audibly with a forceful hit.

"Ouch!"

Wang Ji immediately retracted his hand, no longer daring to reach out.

"The fruit is crimson, like flames, radiating warmth."

Mrs. Wang’s eyes remained fixed on the fruit; a sudden realization struck her, prompting her to look up at Chen Jichuan in shock: "Shan’er, is this the ’Black Fire Spirit Fruit’?!"

"Mistress truly has sharp eyes; you recognized it at a glance."

Chen Jichuan confirmed with a smile, nodding: "This is indeed the ’Black Fire Spirit Fruit.’"

Mrs. Wang was well-versed and insightful; her understanding of martial arts across all sects and the spiritual treasures and fruits of the Central Earth Seven States was exceptional.

The ’Black Fire Spirit Fruit’ was exceedingly rare, unknown to most people.

Yet she had identified it at a glance.

"Black Fire Spirit Fruit?"

"Is this the legendary fruit said to nourish one’s ’spirit,’ strengthening it and making Innate breakthroughs easier—the ’Black Fire Spirit Fruit’?"

Beside them, Wang Ji’s eyes widened as he stared unblinking at the fruit, now too petrified to touch it.

There were tales.

Of a Demon Beast called the ’Red-scaled Beast,’ residing in the molten depths of the earth. It stood over three zhang tall and stretched five or six zhang long, resembling a small mountain. It was entirely crimson, and even an Innate expert struggled to breach its scales!

The beast could spew flames capable of melting metal and iron!

A formidable entity.

Yet even more alluring than its power was the guarantee of ’Black Fire Spirit Root’ growth wherever a Red-scaled Beast was present.

Ordinary people consuming the root would gain ten thousand pounds of strength, immediately rivaling first-rate martial artists.

And the fruit of the Black Fire Spirit Root—the ’Black Fire Spirit Fruit’—could not only further empower the Red-scaled Beast but also assist Postnatal martial artists in nourishing their ’spirit,’ harmonizing it with their Inner Strength, and greatly increasing their chances of an Innate breakthrough.

During his travels, Chen Jichuan had come across a Red-scaled Beast.

Following the trail, he collected both the ’Black Fire Spirit Root’ and the ’Black Fire Spirit Fruit.’

The ’Black Fire Spirit Fruit’ held no use for him.

But for Mrs. Wang, who was stuck at the Postnatal Extreme, it was a perfectly suited treasure.

Thus, he brought it back.

He originally intended to send it immediately to Pengshan City, but upon returning to Xiyu City, he encountered Wang Yan’s groundbreaking entry into the Earthly List. His stay extended for a few extra days.

As it turned out, Master and Mistress arrived themselves.

So he presented it here.

The sooner she consumed the ’Black Fire Spirit Fruit,’ the greater her hope for an Innate breakthrough.

"Such a treasure."

"For Mistress, this is priceless!"

Wang Ji’s face beamed red as he became overwhelmed with excitement.

As an Innate Grandmaster, he had a lifespan of 150 years. But his wife, Mrs. Wang, was over sixty and still stuck at the Postnatal level—when she reached a hundred years old, she would return to dust.

But with this ’Black Fire Spirit Fruit,’ Mrs. Wang now had a great chance of breaking through to the Innate stage!

"This fruit is too precious."

"As old as I am, taking it would be a waste. Why not save it for Little Yan instead?"

Mrs. Wang placed the Black Fire Spirit Fruit back into the box and handed it back to Chen Jichuan.

Her only granddaughter was Wang Yan, and she treasured her immensely.

Ordinary treasures came and went.

But regarding a treasure like the ’Black Fire Spirit Fruit,’ her first thought was always Wang Yan.

"Mistress."

"Little Yan is only twenty and has already entered the Earthly List. With abundant vitality and my guidance, she’ll undoubtedly reach the Innate level by twenty-five, rendering the ’Black Fire Spirit Fruit’ unnecessary."

Chen Jichuan laughed.

He wasn’t boasting.

With his personal tutelage, Wang Yan’s swordsmanship prowess already rivaled some average Innate experts. Once she fully trained, expanding her Dantian to the utmost, her Innate breakthrough would be seamless.

Twenty-five years old.

Chen Jichuan was taking a conservative estimate.

"Twenty-five?"

"Breaking through to Innate?"

Wang Ji and Mrs. Wang were stunned when they heard this.

Seeing Chen Jichuan nod in confirmation, waves of joy surged their hearts.

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