Eternal Life Starts as a Hunter

Chapter 622 - 191: Martial Fool, Martial God

Thirty thousand Seventh Grade, not particularly impressive, but if thirty thousand Seventh Grade could unite, then... they would be invincible.

To deal with these Seventh Grade, Li Yuan only used the power of the Unranked.

Under the swift and powerful force of the Seventh Grade cavalry, his speed was slow, his strength soft, yet he took down each of the Seventh Grade with a single stroke.

The cavalry were unconvinced, and Li Yuan took this chance to cultivate with their dissatisfaction.

As a result, he stayed in this barracks for over three months.

In over three months, he practiced the blade with open eyes and thought about it with closed eyes.

The Hanzhou Iron Cavalry also witnessed the might of this son-in-law from the Xie Family.

Gradually, it was unknown who started it first.

This son-in-law of the Xie Family was given a title———"Little Knife God".

The reason for "Little Knife God" is because historically there was once a "Sword God".

Li Yuan was not concerned with fame, but he was curious enough to plan to look for the "Sword God" in the historical records of the Library Pavilion upon returning to the Xie Family.

...

On this day, as the weather turned warm, the peach blossoms around the camp were in full bloom.

Nearby the camp, the Fourth Grade Meat Field was exuding a vigorous bloody aura; it was precisely these two Meat Fields that barely sustained these thirty thousand Seventh Grade Iron Cavalry, otherwise... it would be impossible to support them.

At this moment, Li Yuan stood on a high platform, watching the Hanzhou Iron Cavalry train.

Sunlight gleamed brightly on their armor, casting their shadows on the ground.

The Hanzhou Iron Cavalry rose up and shouted, as if they were one person.

"Charge with the will to die, no thought of survival!"

"Charge with the will to die, no thought of survival!"

Their eyes flashed with the same determination to die, yet this determination sparked a fierce ferocity within them.

In Li Yuan’s eyes, these suddenly converged into a collective, a massive "entity".

He had sparred with many of the cavalry here, and his biggest impression was that their thoughts were almost identical.

He quietly sensed it all.

Suddenly, he perceived something unusual.

The blood aura of these cavalry seemed to be connecting more densely with their movements, training, and even breathing, forming a miraculous whole.

At this moment, Li Yuan suddenly understood something: even the military strategy of the Otherworld seemed to follow the path of yin and yang.

The soul governs yin, the soldiers’ unified thoughts can be classified as yin.

The flesh and blood govern yang, soldiers using a certain training secret skill link their flesh and blood, thus forming yang.

The combination of yin and yang makes the whole army seem like one person, creating immense strength that is impossible for an individual to match.

However, to create such power and maintain it is extremely difficult and risky.

Understanding this, the entire military training in Li Yuan’s eyes became a rotation of yin and yang.

This is much like the cultivation of a martial artist.

Above Seventh Grade, it’s purely blood aura, hence it’s Shadow Blood.

At Sixth Grade, they possess a "Talisman Seed," which adds small thoughts; because the thoughts are small, it remains Shadow Blood.

Fifth Grade, they possess an "Ancestral Talisman," which is a slightly stronger thought, so Shadow Blood transforms into Source Blood.

Fourth Grade, it is more of an expansion of the Source Blood, resulting in "the tangible self hasn’t expanded," but "the intangible self has expanded."

However, this system has inherent defects.

That is "the Ancestral Talisman is too weak to match with the flesh and blood; yet the flesh can only use the Ancestral Talisman, which is a congenital disability."

Thus, the military skill seems more reliable than the Ancestral Talisman system.

Because at least these "thoughts" and "flesh" are matched.

No! An army possesses morale, and once the morale collapses, if the military spirit is lost, the army will completely lose its combat effectiveness.

And the cost of cultivating an army is exceedingly high.

At the same time, the general of an army is also very important.

Li Yuan watched his brother-in-law rallying them with "Charge with the will to die, no thought of survival!"

He understood that this army belonged to his brother-in-law, and if someone else were in command, it would be impossible to control.

After a long time, when the training of the Hanzhou Iron Cavalry completed, a soldier rushed over from outside the camp, saying: "Third Miss has been waiting outside for a long time, she wants to see Mr. Ximen."

Li Yuan glanced at Xie Feng in the distance.

Xie Feng laughed and said: "Little Knife God, go ahead, we of the Hanzhou Iron Cavalry recognize you."

With that, he waved his hand and said: "Isn’t that right, brothers!?"

The thirty thousand Iron Cavalry all laughed together, as if one person.

In these three months, Li Yuan had already won them over with his strength, and coupled with his pure, martial-fool-like nature and identity, they liked him even more; otherwise, they wouldn’t have given him the name "Little Knife God."

It must be noted, being recognized as "Little Knife God" by the Hanzhou Iron Cavalry would directly bring fame, which was entirely different from the nicknames given by random figures in the Social World.

Li Yuan clasped his fists, then stepped onto the ground and flew away gracefully.

Even in the barracks, he bathed and changed clothes every day.

Now he was like a white cloud, floating leisurely across.

The soldiers weren’t startled by his ability to "fly." In fact, a Fifth Grade who could fly was considered a mere bird in the sky when the Hanzhou Iron Cavalry was mobilized, and would be cut down with a single blow.

Suddenly, a soldier said: "I think Baiyun Blade God sounds better."

Another soldier said: "A Sword God above us, if not side by side, can only carry the title of little."

Another soldier agreed: "That’s also true."

After a while, a certain chiliarch said: "General, why not recruit your brother-in-law to our army? With his great strength, the Hanzhou Iron Cavalry would be even stronger with him around."

He was someone who recognized talent.

Just think, if someone could casually defeat those battle-hardened, day-and-night trained Seventh Grade Wolf Riders with the power of an Unranked, how terrifying would they be if they used their full strength?

Xie Feng watched his retreating figure, disregarding the suggestion and instead said: "Today’s training is over, disband!"

...

Outside the camp.

Green willows, white horses.

The beauty on horseback looked at the descending Li Yuan like a wronged wife and mumbled: "Do you know how many months you’ve been away from home?"

Li Yuan said: "Wasn’t it just a few days?"

Xie Yu raised her fist and started hammering him.

...

Several days later.

Xie Family’s Library Pavilion.

Li Yuan was at the window, reading through the Xie Family’s exclusive collection, and finally found information about the "Sword God."

This "Sword God" was a legend who dominated an era over a thousand years ago, a terrifying Fourth Grade strongman; just how terrifying he was, Li Yuan didn’t know.

A thousand years ago and the present are different.

Back then, there were fewer Ghost Realms and fewer high-quality Meat Fields, so Fourth Grade was exceptionally rare.

But now, Ghost Realms are increasingly numerous and merging, naturally resulting in more high-quality Meat Fields and more experts.

As he was about to close the book, he suddenly noticed something because he caught a line of information amidst the pages.

A simple line of information: the Sword God was defeated, defeated by the Martial God.

"Who is the Martial God?"

Li Yuan was filled with doubt.

He continued to peruse the historical records.

A month later, he was astonished to find that in history over a thousand years ago, nearly every hundred years, there emerged a Fourth Grade martial artist with the title of "God."

However... all these Fourth Grade martial artists were defeated by one person.

That person was the Martial God.

His curiosity about the Martial God rose to the point of explosion.

He continued searching.

It was only when he had nearly turned the entire Library Pavilion to shreds that he found a description in a book of legends and anecdotes: the Martial God seemed like a deity, wearing a three-pronged hair crown, draped in beast-faced head-swallowing dark golden armor, wielding a great halberd, dominating the world, invincible.

Li Yuan slightly frowned, because from just this description, he thought of one person———Lü Xuanxian.

But even as Fourth Grade, one could only live five hundred years.

The Martial God, however, was a figure from a thousand years ago.

Moreover, all historical records only stated that the Martial God was Fourth Grade.

If the Martial God was Lü Xuanxian, then had he broken through to Third Grade, or is he... already dead?