Chapter 383: The Burn‑the‑Boats Plan

Unexpectedly, Wan Jun misunderstood, and the other party, upon hearing this, actually became angry: "This is the capital that sustains my life and livelihood; I can't possibly sell it. I originally thought the brothers of the Right Route Army fought hard in battle, and I already provided the special‑formula food for free; now you still want my formula? That's absurd! If General Wan is this overbearing, then I'll simply revert to the original flavor!"

"Stop, stop, stop, Brother Wei, I was wrong, I shouldn't have brought this up!" Wan Jun had to soften and concede.

Going from frugality to luxury is easy, but the reverse is hard; Wan Jun's recent meals all come from the Heavenly Fire Stove, and he doesn't want to entangle himself.

Ju Mu and the others burst into laughter, and at the same time curiosity rose in their hearts—what does the food from the Heavenly Fire Stove actually taste like, that it can have such great power!

Seeing that this originally simple matter was finally settled, Wan Jun breathed a sigh of relief and began formally discussing major military affairs.

In no time, five Celestial Generals clad in golden armor and a scholar‑styled cultivator entered the main hall.

Except for Logistics Officer Fu Anshun, Wei Yuning didn't recognize any of the other five; not even the Right Route Army's commander Ying Chi Tian, the Deputy General, was familiar to him.

Everyone took their seats; Wan Jun, as the commander, sat at the head of the table. The three Immortals casually sat on cushions beside him.

Wei Yuning and the scholar sat at the first low table nearest to Wan Jun. The low table was rectangular, eight chi long and two chi wide, with a raised central section carved with a dragon beast that split the table in two, perfect for two people.

He sat cross‑legged, ran his hand over the low table's material, then sniffed it with his nose, detecting a strange refreshing scent.

"Fine stuff, it still retains an aura of the Immortal Realm; it must have been crafted from Immortal Realm timber!" Wei Yuning thought.

The scholar and Wei Yuning's lower seats were occupied by two extremely robust Celestial Generals; their massive frames meant each could only take one low table. Of the two, one had a square‑shaped face and a tiger‑like head, clearly a fierce commander, while the other had narrow eyes, a half‑length beard strand, and an arrogant expression.

Opposite them sat three Celestial Generals; two were also sturdy but of a more normal build. One had a pure white face and a gloomy gaze; another had a yellow‑brown complexion, almost identical to Wei Yuning's current skin tone, slender, with slightly squinting smiling eyes; the third Celestial General most resembled the ideal Celestial General in Wei Yuning's mind—handsome and valiant, bronze‑colored skin, sitting upright like a spear.

When Wan Jun saw everyone seated, he immediately gave a brief introduction of the newcomers.

When introducing the three Immortals, several Celestial Generals clasped their fists and saluted, but when introducing Wei Yuning, the four Celestial Generals only gave a slight nod; only the one with the pure white face and gloomy gaze managed a rare smile: "I haven't met General Wei before, but the young lads below have mentioned you many times; after the soldiers ate the delicacies from the Heavenly Fire Stove, they are stronger in battles against the demonic cultivators!"

That person was none other than Ying Chi Tian, the commander of the Right Route Army of the Demon‑Eradication Corps.

"Thank you, General Ying, for the praise. The Heavenly Fire Stove will continue to maintain this standard, ensuring frontline warriors eat and drink well!" Wei Yuning said with a cheerful smile.

The other generals were taken aback by his words, their expressions turning thoughtful.

The scholar beside Wei Yuning was named Yao Guangyuan, the chief strategist of the Demon‑Eradication Corps. His attitude toward Wei Yuning was lukewarm, with a hint of wariness; after hearing Wei Yuning's words, he let out a soft hum.

The square‑faced commander was named Jiang Yi, leader of the Vanguard Army; the burly man beside him was Jiang Yong, commander of the Left Route Army. Both were strongmen of the Celestial Realm and belonged to the same clan.

The slender Celestial General with the yellow‑brown complexion was Logistics Officer Ying Chi Tian, while the most handsome and valiant Celestial General was Fang Changying, commander of the Central Route Army.

"Hehe, let all the generals know, General Wei and I are now not only peers, we also hail from the same sect—what a coincidence, haha!" the Eight‑Arm Elder Immortal said suddenly after Wan Jun finished his introduction.

Hei Long Ming Huo rolled his eyes at the remark and added, "Brother Wei, we felt like old friends at first sight. When you later go to the Immortal Realm, be sure to visit my treasure vault; I'll give you a handy weapon!"

Great Luo Golden Immortal Ju Mu smiled faintly, not wanting to be outdone, and said, "General Wei, you are a wood‑type spiritual root; when you enter the Immortal Realm, I will recommend you to the Azure Emperor for admission to the Purple Bamboo Hall, the sacred place for wood‑type spiritual‑root cultivators across all heavens and realms!"

Wei Yuning felt both puzzled and grateful, and could only bow and thank them one by one.

Wan Jun's expression turned sour.

These Celestial Generals were all exceedingly arrogant and mutually disrespectful, let alone a newcomer. Although the Deputy Chief Strategist position seemed powerless, it was almost on par with the various Deputy Generals, and since Wei Yuning was merely a Nascent Soul cultivator, their discontent was understandable.

As for Wei Yuning's great achievement in driving the demonic cultivators out of the occupied Kunju territory, they merely regarded it as a clever trick.

The meeting was convened under a slightly eerie atmosphere.

As Wan Jun's introduction progressed, Wei Yuning understood why Wan Jun emphasized secrecy; the matters discussed would have decisive impact on the war. If successful, the enemy's offensive would suffer a major setback, and the current crisis in Kunju could be resolved for at least a hundred years.

In fact, the decision had already been made; the meeting's main purpose was not whether to act, but how to act.

Star Power Convergence Points are special loci naturally formed in the vast starry sky; if the myriad heavens and realms are likened to a spider web, each Star Power Convergence Point is a node.

This time, the Immortal Realm, to block the connection between internal demonic cultivators and those on the world's edge, decided to burn the boats and destroy at least one mid‑level Star Power Convergence Point.

Reaching the White Realm from Kunju requires passing through three such Star Power Convergence Points; now all three have fallen into enemy hands. In fact, the enemy has already pressed close to Kunju; after two more minor teleport points, they will reach the outer starry sky of Kunju.

However, that is irrelevant; as long as the three Immortals destroy any one medium‑sized Star Power Convergence Point behind the demonic cultivator army, the demonic forces will be severed front to back, and even fast star‑sky vessels would take over a hundred years to reach each other.

To coordinate with the three Immortals' destruction of the convergence points, this time the Demon‑Eradication Corps will take the initiative to strike, drawing the demonic army's attention; it would be even better if they could lure out the great demon lord stationed at the medium‑sized Star Power Convergence Point.

That is the plan Wan Jun laid out.

The plan was shocking; the five generals and the strategists fell silent after hearing it.

Attracting firepower and also luring out the great demon lord is not a question of difficulty, but of how many Celestial soldiers will die.