Chapter 356 Heavenly Revelations, Heavenly Revelations

Thousands of armed cavalry soldiers were lined up on the beach. When they came, they were very aggressive, but now, the entire force was extremely quiet.

"They’ve been wandering out at sea for so long and they’re finally coming back," Hu An, battalion commander of the Ye Banner Battalion, said in a deep voice.

Chang Guifeng, decked out in the armor of the Langya Army, rode to his side on his horse. "We don’t even know if the Langya Prince we’re waiting for is worthy of the three words, Langya Prince."

"The three heavenly generals have been accompanying him and grooming him. He ought to be ready to take up this great responsibility." Hu An’s forehead creased with a slight frown, looking like he was similarly worried.

On the ship, Xiao Lingchen waved his paper fan gently. "My three uncles, do you think those people on the shore are feeling apprehensive? After all, my father refused to let me join the army back then so I don’t know them well. As it is, most of them haven’t even met me before."

Xue Duanyun nodded. "I’m certain they are."

"I’m called Langya Prince because I inherited my father’s title of nobility. I can command tens of thousands of troops by relying on my father’s military glory. None of that has anything to do with me." Xiao Lingchen turned to the three heavenly generals and said, "What do you think? If those people saw me now, would they think I am worthy of the three words, Langya Prince?"

At this moment, Xiao Lingchen was wearing a loose white robe and holding a folding fan in his hand. If you said he was a foppish noble son of some aristocratic family in Heavenly Revelations, he would absolutely fit the image. If you said he was the heir of Langya Prince with his many military merits, no one would believe it. So, the three heavenly generals shook their heads in unison, as if following a script.

Xiao Lingchen sighed and tossed his folding fan into the sea. "Oh well, all good things must come to an end. Men, bring me my armor."

Upon hearing his orders, two soldiers immediately withdrew and very quickly, they returned with a set of bright red armor.

Bright red armor, Dragon Blood spear.

Back in the day, Langya Prince never entered a battlefield without these two items.

Finally, the ship docked on the shore.

Everyone held their breaths.

A bright red figure appeared in front of them, and the armor alone caused many of the soldiers to be moved to tears.

All the soldiers on the shore dismounted instantly, and knelt on one knee with their arms across their chests. "Our respects to the Prince!"

Xiao Lingchen stood in place. "Is my horse ready?"

Hu An whistled and a fine horse with a black coat galloped to the front. Xiao Lingchen nodded and addressed the troops, "Soldiers, you have suffered much all these years. I’m very happy that everyone came here today. I will not let you down. It’s time we announce to all under Heaven that we are back. The Langya Army is back!" Xiao Lingchen flipped onto his horse, and pointed the Dragon Blood spear to the west.

All the soldiers stood up, mounted their horses, and looked in the direction Xiao Lingchen was pointing.

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"Soldiers, please tell me, what lies that way?" Xiao Lingchen shouted at the top of his voice.

"Heavenly Revelations! Heavenly Revelations!" The soldiers chanted loudly.

"We head for Heavenly Revelations. The Langya Army is coming, we will trample over Beili again!" Xiao Lingchen shouted again.

"Trample Beili! Trample Beili!" The soldiers raised their spears and chanted.

Xiao Lingchen waved the spear in his hand furiously and galloped forward. "I will not let you down."

Behind him, the former Langya Army had gathered again. At that moment, it was almost as if they saw the late Langya Prince, decked out in his bright red armor with the Dragon Blood spear in his hand returning before them! To lead them to Heavenly Revelations!

Heavenly Revelations. Heavenly Revelations!

Wang Pichuan, Xiao Zhanjiang, and Xue Duanyun, who were known as the three heavenly generals of the Beili Central Army, willingly followed behind his horse. Wang Pichuan couldn’t help but laugh. "I have to say, some people are just born with it. Look at us, we’ve fought in battles all our lives, but we’d never be able to say something like that. Words like that, back then, our Prince could say it. Now, the little Prince said it well too."

"That’s why we can only be called heavenly generals, but he could be the Emperor," Xiao Zhanjiang said solemnly. "Let’s go, let’s follow our Emperor and enter the battlefield!"

Less than twenty miles away in the mountain forest, Ji Xue slowly put down her long staff. Her scarlet mask of a ferocious ghost had broken into two pieces and fallen on the ground. Half of her clothes were stained red with blood. She slumped on the ground, leaning against a big tree, barely keeping herself upright.

Kui stood in front of her, his mask also shattered, and the face beneath was young and pale. He held a sword in his hand as he walked towards Ji Xue, one step at a time.

Ji Xue looked at him indifferently. If Kui raised his sword now, then she would certainly die. But, based on her estimation, Kui was not going to make it within striking distance.

Kui took another step forward, his face becoming paler and he stopped. The long sword in his hand fell to the ground and he sighed. "I lost."

"You’re about to die." Ji Xue tightened her grip on her long staff, not relaxing her vigilance one bit.

Kui nodded. "I know. When a killer loses, death is the only outcome." Kui turned around, closed his eyes, and collapsed to the ground.

Ji Xue retrieved a medicine bottle from her clothes and swallowed a pill. She pressed her ear to the ground, and could only hear the sound of thunderous horseshoes. It sounded as if they were about to turn Heaven and Earth over. She smiled bitterly. "I was still late." She whistled, and a carrier pigeon flew down towards her. She tore off a sleeve, wiped the blood on her body with her finger, and wrote a few words on the sleeve. Then, she tied it to the pigeon’s claw and whispered, "Go." Once she was ready, she took a few deep breaths, grasped her long staff and climbed back to her feet, muttering to herself, "If I met him in time, I had a plan. If I didn't meet him in time, I had a different plan. Either way, I won’t lose."

On a nameless mountain.

A healer with a long beard and white hair at his temples was brewing medicine. Next to him sat a thin middle-aged man. The middle-aged man had a full head of white hair, and he leaned on his chair, his appearance weak and in poor health.

"All under Heaven is about to get messy, but you’re sitting here waiting to drink your medicine. Considering your personality, this must vex you, no?" the healer teased.

The middle-aged man shook his head. "Ji Xue is there. Everything I can do, she can do as well."

"You have so much confidence in your daughter?" The healer chuckled. "She’s still very young, after all. Can she bear such a huge responsibility as Bai Xiao Hall?"

"That disciple of yours is even younger. Didn’t you also hand the whole Medicine King Valley to her, then run away on your own?" the middle-aged man retorted.

The healer stroked his long beard. "Right, only you know everything."

The middle-aged man coughed slightly. "I’m still Ji Ruofeng after all."

The healer finished brewing the medicine, poured it into the bowl, and handed it to Ji Ruofeng. "Great Hero Ji, take your medicine."

Ji Ruofeng accepted the medicine and shook his head. "Xin Baicao, is this medicine really effective?"

Xin Baicao said testily, "It’ll keep you from dying."

Ji Ruofeng hesitated, then he asked, "Last time when you got drunk, you said you thought of a prescription that could let me return to my peak for seven days?"

Xin Baicao frowned. "After seven days, the lamp will burn out with no hope of reprieve!"

Ji Ruofeng nodded once. "I understand."

"You understand sh*t!" Xin Baicao cursed, turned around and walked back.