Chen Ping's Sword

"Congratulations, my lord! Congratulations, my lord! Nanyun has achieved victory!"

Feng Yuantu hurried over, holding a scroll in his hand, his face full of joy.

He spoke just one sentence and then stopped advancing, quietly gazing at a small lake inside Guanghu Villa.

As soon as his voice fell, the lake’s surface rippled slightly, and a light shadow gradually appeared. With a gentle breeze, a handsome young man in a white robe, with long hair draped over his shoulders, emerged above the water.

"Mr. Yuantu, who is always so composed, why are you so hasty today?"

Chen Ping smiled broadly, teasing him a little.

This remnant of the Feng family, after escaping with his life under the pursuit of the Great Li Court, vowed to overthrow Great Li, seeking knowledge everywhere, researching strategies, and mastering the Dragon Slaying Technique, fully grasping its essence.

When he first met the True Martial King, they immediately hit it off.

Rather than say True Martial King Ji Changfeng needed such an extremely talented advisor, it would be more accurate to say that Feng Yuantu was eager to see someone with the hope of overthrowing the prince Ji Changshou and starting a rebellion.

Due to his desire for revenge, Feng Yuantu, despite being exceedingly wise, naturally remained somewhat aloof from the surrounding civil and military officials. He usually didn’t smile.

Even when forced to offer strategies and plans, he wouldn’t vie for the limelight, as if he was always lost in his own world.

At this moment, this Military Advisor and Sacrificial Officer was no longer the indifferent figure of the past. Observing his demeanor, he seemed even more anxious than himself, which was not his usual style.

Could it be...

’The only possibility is that this old fellow has seen the hope of unifying the world.’

’Of course, there is also the reason that he witnessed with his own eyes how I used the Sun and Moon Essence Ring and Unrivaled Swordsmanship to slay Shui Wuyan, the Beizhou Black Dragon Platform Grand Commander.’

When one has hope, their mood changes.

It is understandable.

"My lord, there is good news from the southwest. The Celestial Heart Pavilion sent a message by bird. Generals Cui, Sunx, and Han are advancing on three fronts and have captured 48 cities in the five prefectures of Lianshan, Qianshui, Chongyang, Du Mountain, and Nanyun. They fought against the Barbarian King at Desolate Valley City, decisively defeating his allied forces and pursued them into the mountains, deep into the wilderness."

Feng Yuantu raised his voice slightly by an octave as he handed over the scroll.

Chen Ping unfolded it and was delighted.

It wasn’t because the territory had expanded significantly, but because he thought that with the government also expanding, there would be millions more people under his rule, connecting the Qi fortune in a vast sweep. Soon, the south would be unified.

Most importantly, once the new policies were implemented, and the people lived in peace, this Fortune would grow exponentially and accelerate.

This, in turn, would greatly enhance the speed of cultivation.

After learning some of the secrets of this Heaven and Earth, Chen Ping felt a bit anxious.

This anxiety, however, could not be shared with outsiders. Even if told, it wouldn’t make much sense, as no one else could offer any help, only adding to his worries.

As the saying goes, the more you know, the less happy you are.

This feeling of always being at the mercy of others, of potentially being ambushed at any moment, was very unpleasant.

When bottled up for too long, Chen Ping worried it might make him ill.

Yet, some matters cannot be rushed. Even if urgent, there is no speeding them up—just like with cultivation, although he was on the brink of a breakthrough to the Divine Martial Realm, he had yet to find that pivotal opportunity.

In simple terms, it was because the cultivation at the Unity Realm wasn’t perfect, or one might say the Tribulation Points were not quite seasoned enough.

Securing the southwest was indeed very good news.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Yuantu, don’t you think there’s something off about this victory report?"

After laughing, Chen Ping’s gaze darkened, and he scrutinized the content on the scroll carefully once more, finally identifying the issue.

It was the phrase "pursue the fleeing and enter the mountains".

"Indeed, there’s something wrong with that." Feng Yuantu, upon being reminded, immediately realized it too, his gaze towards Chen Ping becoming quite complex.

His reputation was renowned across the land, with the laudatory title of "North Wen Mountain, South Yuantu." In the past, he took pride in this, believing that among wise strategists, only the one to the north could match him; no one could surpass him.

However, after several military discussions, he clearly felt that this newly recognized lord was not only unparalleled in martial strength to an indescribable degree but also equally adept in keen perception and analytical judgment, even subtly surpassing him.

Especially in seeing things over vast distances, he often spotted what Yuantu himself missed.

Just like in the current victory report.

At first glance, there seemed nothing unusual, but upon closer thought, it felt incorrect.

Previously, when dividing forces into two routes, the western troops were deliberately commanded by Cui Huchen, with Sunx Yun and Han Wushang as deputies, which had a deeper strategic intent.

Regardless of the intent, all three were seasoned and cautious.

Additionally, top-level internal strategist Yuo Qiu was on hand to fill in any gaps, ensuring the utmost in caution and prudence.

Also, Chen Ping had once said when issuing orders, "Governing the people is paramount, capturing cities is secondary, better to delay by three points than to rush."

Yet now, as the victory report states, they captured 48 cities across five prefectures, and then, without pausing, immediately dispatched troops to pursue into the Nanman Wilderness, seemingly to achieve a complete victory, giving no chance for the mountain barbarians to retaliate.

"It’s too hasty, far too hasty."

Bear in mind, when Chen Ping led his troops east to pacify Jiangdong, there were no delays along the way; even with a bloody battle, it took more than a month to finally conclude the hostilities.

In contrast, the Five Prefectures in the southwest, with rugged and perilous terrain, logically should demand more time in battle, not less.

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