Imperial Cultivation

Bai Ningyu listened from the side, his mouth already agape.

Chu Zhiyuan patiently explained it again and again until everyone understood clearly.

This patience of his truly made him admire him.

However, he felt it wasn't necessary to do it this way. It would be enough to explain it clearly to the leaders of a few large teams and some small teams, and they could just follow orders when the time came.

Spending so much time explaining these things was not as good as using that time to practice the formation.

Practicing the formation to become more skilled, so that it would be more powerful in battle, was the truly important thing.

But Chu Zhiyuan was the commander-in-chief, and he, as the uncle, was only the deputy, so he couldn't go against him.

It wasn't as if he hadn't spoken up, but it just didn't work.

By the time Chu Zhiyuan had explained everything thoroughly and clearly, so that everyone understood perfectly, it was already the middle of the night.

Chu Zhiyuan raised his voice and said, "There's no need to wait until tomorrow. We'll set off tonight, rest on the ships, and take action at dawn tomorrow. Dawn is the most advantageous time for action."

The crowd responded with a resounding agreement.

They were divided into three ships in total.

Under the moonlight, the three ships first sailed north, made a wide turn, and then turned towards South Cloud Island.

Chu Zhiyuan silently slipped into the water, and the Water-Repelling Pearl naturally formed an area without water.

Chu Zhiyuan frowned, ultimately, there were still spies following his group.

Two flying knives silently pierced their hearts, killing them instantly.

He looked up at the two golden eagles.

In the gentle moonlight, they were gliding leisurely, looking extremely relaxed and carefree.

At this distance, there was no way to deal with them, unless he lured them down.

But these golden eagles were all trained, and would never land easily unless their master gave the order, and even if they did land, they would land on the top of a steep peak.

Chu Zhiyuan cast aside his killing intent and continued to circle the three ships, ensuring there were no accidents.

The sea in this world was indeed different from the sea in the Secret Realm.

He didn't feel any threat and moved freely, but unfortunately, it also lost a lot of the fun.

In the sea of the Secret Realm, there would be a strange sense of excitement, and anticipation.

He always felt that there would be gains, unexpected surprises.

He arrived at a shipyard one step ahead of everyone else, and eliminated the several guards and more than a dozen experts at the shipyard.

This was a location he had scouted in advance, the most suitable place to dock, and the closest to a military camp. He couldn't eliminate everyone in a military camp, but eliminating the dozen or so people guarding the shipyard at night was very easy.

The three ships docked silently, and the Phoenix Camp soldiers wearing Great Lie armor disembarked quietly.

They all knew what to expect, so they didn't mind the unfamiliar surroundings.

Under the cover of the night, they left the shipyard and moved silently, solemn and calm.

Even if they encountered people on the way, seeing the Great Lie armor, they would only regard them as Great Lie soldiers, and no one suspected anything, and no one went to report them.

They quietly arrived outside the first military camp.

Chu Zhiyuan walked at the very front, taking the lead.

The sentries at the military camp were originally vigilant, but when they saw their armor, they relaxed, thinking that they were just colleagues who had missed their shift and had just landed.

Anyway, in recent days, groups of elite soldiers had been transferred from all over the Great Lie, some in the hundreds, some in the thousands, even thousands, in varying numbers.

Chu Zhiyuan saw everything clearly. Wisps of white light flew out from his sleeves, silently eliminating all the sentries, both hidden and overt.

He waved his hand, and Guo Chi and the other four floated over the camp wall and slowly opened the camp gate.

The night was like water, and the Phoenix Camp soldiers could see everything around them clearly.

After they entered the camp, the eighteen small teams formed a large team, divided into ten directions, and launched their attacks according to the pre-arranged plan.

Chu Zhiyuan and Bai Ningyu floated towards the central tent, with flying knives already having pierced through it before them.

By the time they entered the central tent, six middle-aged men and four young men were already lying inside. Bai Ningyu had a deeper understanding of Chu Zhiyuan's flying knives.

Within Jade Capital City, Chu Zhiyuan's flying knives had a reputation for being unpredictable and divine.

But hearing is false, seeing is believing.

After witnessing Chu Zhiyuan's flying knives with his own eyes, he felt that this reputation was not enough to describe how powerful his flying knives were.

Astonishing the heavens and earth, moving ghosts and gods to tears, this was the appropriate way to describe his flying knives. Zou Fang and Guo Chi and the other four kept retrieving the flying knives.

Chu Zhiyuan came out of the tent: "General Bai, please stay and sort things out. Take away anything useful. I'll go outside and take a look."

"Yes." Bai Ningyu solemnly clasped his fist. He was completely impressed by his nephew before him.

Chu Zhiyuan stood on the high platform of the military camp's drill ground, his extrasensory perception encompassing the entire military camp.

Under his clear vision, the entire military camp was clearly presented in his mind, and all the fighting and battles were presented before his eyes.

He nodded in satisfaction.

Explaining things clearly to the soldiers in advance was indeed effective.

They knew what to expect, had full confidence, so they acted neither hastily nor impatiently, steadily advancing, not rushing during battles, but fighting steadily and surely.

Chu Zhiyuan was very surprised that he didn't find any Grand Masters in the camp, only six Perfect Realm Grandmasters.

After the flying knives became glazed knives, their power increased, and even Perfect Realm Grandmasters couldn't withstand them, and were even killed silently before they could detect them.

He felt sorry for these Grandmasters.

He stood on the high platform of the drill ground with his hands behind his back, the moonlight like water, shining on his armor and helmet.

He surveyed the surroundings, his thoughts able to be divided into countless strands, paying attention to the situation of each small team.

Whenever someone was injured, Chu Zhiyuan's flying knife would arrive in time.

Whenever he discovered that a signal was about to be sent out, a flying knife would shoot and kill them in time.

It only took half an hour to turn the noise into silence.

When the entire military camp was destroyed, not a single signal for help was sent out.

More than a thousand Phoenix Camp soldiers gathered on the drill ground, surrounding the high platform and looking up at him.

Their eyes were fanatical.

They had almost all seen the timely appearance of the flying knives.

Either because a signal was about to be sent out, and they were unable to stop it in time. Or the other party suddenly used a self-destructive move, and they were unable to stop it in time.

Or the Phoenix Seeking Phoenix formation suddenly went wrong, and someone was about to be injured.

At the most critical moment, his flying knives would always appear, solving the problem and eliminating the enemy.

Without the timely appearance of these flying knives, it would have been impossible to achieve such a brilliant victory.

Chu Zhiyuan stood on the high platform, his gaze sweeping across the crowd, like cold lightning.

They felt themselves illuminated by his gaze, and their bodies straightened up, their spirits uplifted.

Chu Zhiyuan nodded in satisfaction: "One thousand men defeating eight thousand, without any losses to yourselves, this record is enough to make you famous throughout the world."

Everyone's eyes were burning, their excitement difficult to contain.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "But this is not the end. There are still three camps, three groups of eight thousand men, that need to be dealt with."

Everyone became solemn.

Chu Zhiyuan said in a deep voice: "Since we can eliminate this one group of eight thousand men, then we are not afraid of the remaining three groups of eight thousand men. You all know their strengths and weaknesses, right?"

"Yes!" Everyone responded with a resounding agreement.

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head and smiled: "So this is the elite of the Great Lie, nothing more than this!"

Everyone chuckled.

They all had this feeling: the elite of the Great Lie, nothing more than this!

Chu Zhiyuan said: "We still have to rely on the formation, combining all our strength. If we fight individually, even if they are useless, they will still be troublesome."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"What we need to do next is to follow the same pattern. I've already explained everything clearly. Is there anything that is still unclear?"

Chu Zhiyuan raised his voice and said.

The military artisans of the Great Lie Dynasty were extremely rigid, also not wanting to make mistakes, so the four military camps were almost identical.

The military strength was also similar.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Rest for half an hour, review your mistakes, think about how to improve. After half an hour, we will take down another military camp!"

"Yes!" Everyone responded with a resounding agreement.

They sat down on the ground, and began to discuss the previous battle, what small mistakes their team had made.

Testing training in actual combat, and improving training through actual combat, is the most effective method.

Through this battle, they felt that their mastery of the Phoenix Seeking Phoenix formation had improved rapidly, crossing a major threshold.

Chu Zhiyuan, taking advantage of their rest time, directed Guo Chi and the other four to move things out.

Some of the treasures in the military camp, as well as some books and confidential letters, were all packed up and loaded onto the ship.

By the time dawn broke, the Phoenix Camp soldiers were exhausted, each with injuries, staggering back to the ship.

Under the surprised gaze of the people of South Cloud Island, they set sail, coming with three ships, and returning with twelve ships.

The original warships of the South Cloud Island barracks were all taken away by them. After a few of the boatmen and soldiers of those warships were killed, they all obediently sailed the ships.