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Chapter 581: Chapter Five Hundred and Seventy Seven: General’s Order

The central training ground is such a large place that the little kid’s actions can’t be concealed from the students. However, people are not really resistant to this, because having a good older brother and planning for the family’s inheritance is not unreasonable.

Although everyone is minding their own business, the occasional glances towards the corner reveal both curiosity and concern.

Under these gazes, Tang Xing was like a triumphant general, puffed up with pride. However, Tang Zhen was a little girl after all, not as thick-skinned as her lover. She turned her back to Tang Xing and protested coyly, “What can’t be said in front of Sister Fengran? You… You’ve sent her away. How embarrassing.”

“Hee hee.” The young boy scratched his head and grinned, “It’s not much, I just wanted… to invite you to the farewell feast tomorrow.”

Hearing about the farewell feast, the girl turned back curiously, seemingly about to accept, but then she hesitated, biting her finger, “But the teacher said we have to do special combat training tomorrow…let’s forget it.”

As students of the Martial Hall’s First Cultivation Ground, special training and becoming stronger are the main themes. But doing the same thing for a long time could be tiring. Both had reached the peak of the Mortal Realm and were feeling tired. They didn’t feel the thrill of getting stronger anymore and just wanted to whisper sweet nothings to each other every day.

However, because Tang Bin, the principal trainer of the Martial Hall, was so strict, the girl dared not openly defy his orders, even though she really wanted to go to the feast.

The boy was anxious upon hearing this; he took out an invitation from his bosom, handed it to the girl, and spoke eagerly in a low voice, “Why pass on it? I managed to get this invitation after so much effort. It’d be such a waste not to use it. Just tell the trainer that you need to rest because of ‘womanly matters’. I’ll sneak out, and we can meet at the feast.”

With Tang Xing’s sincerity and meticulous planning, Tang Zhen was moved. But when she saw the name on the invitation, she asked, puzzled, “If I take your invitation, what will you do?”

“I’ll take my brother’s.” Tang Xing nonchalantly dismissed this concern, “Anyway, he’s been too busy dealing with that Marshal Star Pavilion thing recently. He definitely won’t have time to attend. I’ll go in his place.”

Tang Xing represented the Tang family’s mansion. How could they be left out

“Well…Okay.”

had accepted the invitation, the boy happily returned

…

Evening, November 9th

Cloud Valley, within the

stage, and hundreds of feasting tables were set up, emitting a delicious aroma. In the cold winter, the female attendants dressed in light gauze skirts were walking around, making the banquet

Ancestors and family warriors had filled up the seats long ago. The main tables were occupied by important figures from various martial sects, such as the

made it impossible

and they

Zhao Lingyan took the stage, the stunning beauty in a white gauze dress, holding a pipa and veiling her face with a silk scarf. Her hazy lips and tall nose

the whole audience exploded with cheers. Some younger masters even whistled loudly, making the scene even more

took a seat on the stage,

atmosphere of the Martial Hall vanished instantly. Everyone was immersed in a song named “The General’s

moving blades or a charge of spears, bringing everyone into the

the solemnity of this swearing-in feast, not the frivolity of seeking

the “The General’s Command” slowly, causing everyone to put down their food and drinks

are whining, the soldiers’ long halberds reach the sky. The killing intent rushes to the sky, forming dark clouds

every step. If a river blocks me, I will break it

my hand and create a rain of ghosts, I stomp on the ground and shake thousands of mountains. The sky and earth will crumble at my will, and they wouldn’t

I walk leisurely. The general’s head is as simple as a walnut. Thousands of demons crawl under my feet, and the floating souls are like mountains of