Chapter 207: Take the Ninth Grade as Your Servant! Treasures in the Gangfeng Quyu!

Xu Chen's words fell, and Yuan Gang and Yuan Jing fell silent together.

They gritted their teeth, pondering what might happen next.

In fact, they secretly entertained thoughts of fleeing, even mapping out escape routes. But Xu Chen calmly said: "Every square hundred li around is already under my control.

I don't advise you to run—but if you insist, go ahead." With that, Xu Chen made no move to release his aura, merely watching them in stillness.

A faint, flickering killing intent coalesced in Xu Chen's eyes.

The moment they tried to flee, it would erupt fully.

Finally, Yuan Gang and Yuan Jing sighed: "We surrender." At that moment, their arrogant demeanor vanished completely.

In its place came overwhelming helplessness and despair.

For they had never imagined that they, the esteemed Yuan brothers, would lose outright without a single clash.

But there was no choice—this Xu Chen exerted unbearable pressure upon them.

Strange, mysterious, composed, calm.

These were the labels they now assigned to Xu Chen.

And they feared they would never forget these labels for the rest of their lives.

Di Zhentian might be cruel enough, ruthless enough, and cunning enough.

But they felt Xu Chen might surpass him. "Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

In an instant after speaking, Xu Chen flicked his fingers, and two Death Marks shot forth.

Instantly, they pierced into their bodies, causing both to grunt in pain. Yuan Gang and Yuan Jing exchanged complex expressions, then immediately knelt: "My Lord." Lu Zhan, witnessing this, was even more stunned.

A Ninth Grade Initial-stage Martial Artist had merely arrived at the enemy camp—and the enemy generals had surrendered without a fight.

Would anyone believe such a thing if they heard it?

No—if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't believe it either.

But it had truly happened.

Xu Chen sat upon the high seat and said calmly: "To subdue the enemy without fighting is the supreme excellence. Do you understand?" Yin Suyun and Lu Zhan were stunned, then suddenly comprehended: "We didn't understand before—but now we do." This was, in truth, Xu Chen teaching them a lesson.

If they had never seen an example before, Xu Chen had just demonstrated it firsthand.

From the command tent onward, Xu Chen had been instructing them in military strategy.

Both were inwardly shocked—how could such a young man possess such profound mastery of warfare?

Even Yuan Jing and Yuan Gang, upon hearing Xu Chen's words, felt a jolt within.

Who could speak such words—and succeed in executing them—except a true martial prodigy?

This prodigy was merely seventeen years old.

Xu Chen's expression remained calm—he had once, during his past life as an Immortal Emperor, studied military strategy for a few days out of boredom.

For one of his talent, mastering such things was as natural as eating and drinking.

The entire art of warfare was already fully stored in his mind, ready for instant use. Xu Chen continued: "The highest form of warfare is to outwit the enemy; next is to disrupt their alliances; next is to attack their army; the lowest is to besiege their city. Siege warfare is a last resort.

Therefore, though the Bu Mie Dynasty may send two million troops, to me, they are but a gesture away from annihilation." At these words, Lu Zhan, Yuan Gang, Yuan Jing, and others all felt a jolt in their hearts.

What a brilliant principle: "The highest form of warfare is to outwit the enemy!"

If anyone else had spoken such arrogant words, they would have found it embarrassing—or even laughed at.

But now, it was Xu Chen—who had just demonstrated military strategy successfully.

They dared not mock him; instead, they felt profoundly enlightened.

Xu Chen continued: "Can anyone enter the Gangfeng Quyu?" Yuan Jing and Yuan Gang replied bitterly: "The central region's violent winds rival the attack of a Ninth Grade Perfection cultivator—we dare not enter."

Even the outer edges match Ninth Grade Late-stage attacks, so even if there are a million Spirit Stones inside, we can only stare helplessly.

My Lord, we advise you: if you lack absolute certainty, do not enter lightly." Xu Chen asked curiously: "Then how did your former master, Di Zhentian, plan to handle this?"

Yuan Jing said: "He said he'd wait until returning from the Tianzun Dynasty, then send a Ninth Grade Perfection to investigate." Xu Chen's eyes narrowed slightly: "What about a Martial Saint? Don't tell me the Bu Mie Dynasty has none." Yuan Jing chuckled bitterly: "Martial Saints are honored guests, exalted beings of heaven and earth—they never act lightly.

Matters like this are usually resolved by Ninth Grade Perfection; sending a Martial Saint would lower their dignity." Xu Chen nodded—he suspected Yuan Jing and Yuan Gang didn't know how many Martial Saints the empire possessed.

From his past-life memories, he recalled there were many—at least five.

Of course, Martial Saints never acted lightly; they were national secrets.

Xu Chen nodded: "I'd like to enter and take a look. Feng Shuang, where's Ye Xuan? Go fetch him—let's test the Gangfeng Quyu."

Bu Fengshuang smiled: "Wait a moment—it'll be soon."

Soon after, Ye Xuan was brought over, his face dark with irritation.

He'd heard Xu Chen planned to send him to probe the Gangfeng Quyu—and his face had turned green on the spot.

Damn it, have some humanity—I'm only an Eighth Grade Perfection cultivator! You want me to probe violent winds that match Ninth Grade Perfection attacks?

Even if I exhaust all my trump cards, I might hold out for a while.

But is this even a human task?

Ye Xuan gritted his teeth: "I'm only Eighth Grade Perfection, Xu Chen—don't push me too far."

Xu Chen blinked: "I know. That's precisely why I'm asking you to try."

Ye Xuan: "..."

Damn it, this bastard probably wants to see me humiliated. He twitched his lips: "Then lend me your Xuan Jade Battle Armor."

Xu Chen kicked Ye Xuan away: "Idiot, even in your wildest dreams you wouldn't do that." You want my Xuan Jade Battle Armor? Do you think I'm a fool? Ye Xuan growled: "Fine, I'll go."

With that, Ye Xuan cursed Xu Chen furiously in his heart, then grumbled as he approached the Gangfeng Quyu. Ye Xuan asked the Ling Zunzhe: "Master, what do I do?!"

The Ling Zunzhe hesitated: "At the moment you enter, I'll use my power to shield you—but I can't hold it long."

Ye Xuan nodded: "Good, no need for long—just a few dozen breaths." In truth, he also wanted to see what lay inside.

With that thought, he stepped directly into the Gangfeng Quyu.

At that very instant, Ling Zunzhe's soul power suddenly surged onto Ye Xuan. "Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The moment he entered, countless winds of the Gangfeng Quyu, like icy blades, scraped directly against his body.

Ye Xuan paid no heed and immediately scanned the surroundings.

Then, with a bewildered expression, he discovered that the outer rim of the Gangfeng Quyu was indeed filled entirely with Spirit Stones.

He could not enter the central area, for the wind intensity at the outer rim was already at the Late Stage of the Ninth Grade attack strength.

If he ventured further into the central area, he would be instantly pulverized. He cursed under his breath: "There are no treasures at all."

Having spoken, he simply emerged and recounted the situation.

Xu Chen knew Ye Xuan would not dare lie, so he did not question him: "Very well, I will go in and take a look." The three women worriedly said: "The wind intensity is at the Late Stage of the Ninth Grade; you shouldn't go in." Xu Chen smiled: "No need to panic."

Having spoken, Xu Chen activated his Protective Qi and likewise entered.

Countless winds of the Gangfeng Quyu battered him, nearly blowing him away in an instant.

With his Xuan Jade Battle Armor activated, Xu Chen found he could only barely withstand them; ultimately, he still could not enter the central area.

Even his Divine Sense could not evade the attacks of the winds of the Gangfeng Quyu.

His expression grew grave: "Winds of the Gangfeng Quyu capable of blocking Divine Sense must be far from simple."

As he spoke, Xu Chen took a few steps and then discovered that within the central area of the winds, a white light seemed to be hidden.

Beneath the white light, a rather remarkable aura was being emitted.

With the vision of an Immortal Emperor, he instantly realized this must be a treasure.

Xu Chen chuckled lightly: "I didn't expect a special gain; this is quite interesting."

"Perhaps after I finish assisting Di Cangqiong, I will come here to cultivate my physical body."

"Just as the major sects from both nations have not yet all arrived, this is a good time to cultivate." A hint of anticipation flashed in his eyes; in his past life, he did not know who had obtained this opportunity.

However, this time, it was surely to be his.

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