91: Chapter 91: Soldiers are trained, spirit fields are cultivated, blacksmiths forge armor—each fulfilling their duties!

After a night of struggle, cajoling, and pestering! Lord Shen, Town Chief Shen, Deputy Lieutenant of Qinghe, and Lingxu Command Shen Yi finally wore his tongue thin... begging the wealthy Lady Pei to refine his pinkish official robe into green.

But the painful price he paid, only he himself knew!

Early the next morning, Shen Yi wore the green official robe, which was embroidered with a few sparse strokes of ink wash painting.

The ink painting was not of mountains and rivers, but of a few scattered households.

Official robes all had their own regulations... that kind of magnificent landscape could only be embroidered on the bodies of high-ranking officials who controlled prefectures or Dao-level regions.

This was not just a decoration, but an honor... and even more, a symbol of power!

And above the households outlined by those few sparse strokes... there were some currents of Qi. These currents flowed along... surprisingly making those few households look lifelike. Wisps of cooking smoke curled up... exceptionally imbued with the aura of incense.

This type of Qi represented the 'Lingxu Command'.

But... when Shen Yi raised his hand, a circle of sharp patterns was visible on the cuffs. These patterns naturally represented the symbol of a ninth-rank martial official. Martial artists... hold power... but power sounds like 'fist'. Holding power meant holding the fist. This signified strength. Therefore... it was placed on the cuffs.

Civil officials hold power... using their heads and brains. Therefore, their headwear and official robes were quite different. Generally speaking, civil officials only wore official caps if they were seventh rank or higher. Shen Yi was still a bit short of that.

As for Immortal officials... like the Lingxu Command, they were a different form of display. They focused on the aura, not the outward appearance. These need not be described in too much detail for now.

The Spirit Demon Storm was still blowing mercilessly. But the people of Qinghe Town felt exceptionally peaceful and secure. It was already winter, and every household had enough surplus grain for several years. This spared them from much unnecessary hard labor during the winter. If it were in the past, unless the sky fell, they would have to rise early and return late, going to chop firewood and log timber, or do hard labor for other towns. But now, that was no longer necessary!

The Old Village Chief organized many of the commoners to pile up some gravel and throw it outside the city. Seeing Shen Yi, and seeing how majestic Shen Yi's official robe looked, they hurriedly knelt down. Their eyes were full of respect and devotion. "Greetings, Lord Shen!" "Greetings, Lord Shen!"

The Shen Yi of yesterday was the well-deserved 'Town Chief' in their hearts. But this Town Chief ultimately lacked the imperial decree from the Immortal Dynasty. But the current Shen Yi had... small power in his hands. He was the real deal!

This time, Shen Yi did not dodge, but calmly accepted this courtesy. He felt... this was what he deserved. "Rise..."

Shen Yi continued to walk forward... the commoners behind him whispered to each other.

"Lord Shen... is truly a national beauty."

"Do you know how to speak? Can a man be called a national beauty?"

"Then how should you describe him?"

"Overturning kingdoms and cities."

"Did you use your brain before saying that? It's not even as good as what I said, is it?"

"..."

In the crowd... the girl with braids who had once served tea to Shen Yi stared blankly at Shen Yi's back. She was speechless for a long time.

A young man from the same village beside her quickly noticed... and patted the girl's shoulder.

"Lord Shen... is destined to be a swan in the sky."

"It is hard for him to walk alongside wild beasts like us in the fields."

The girl pursed her lips, feeling sad and dejected!

...

Arriving at the drill ground. Shen Yi pushed the door and entered.

He saw the seven hundred-plus, less than eight hundred, Rakshasa Dao Soldiers who were still training stop one after another... At the front, Wang Meng, who was covered in surging Evil Qi and resembled an iron tower, was drenched in sweat. Seeing Shen Yi, he hurriedly stepped forward. He looked at the official robe on Shen Yi with curious eyes.

"My Lord... this official uniform of yours is truly too imposing!"

Shen Yi coughed twice, looked at Wang Meng's pitch-black claws, and hurriedly pulled back his hand. He said with some disgust, "Your dog paws are dirty, don't dirty my official robe!"

Wang Meng immediately cried out in grievance. "My Lord... don't people always say, if a dog becomes rich, don't forget each other?"

Shen Yi glanced at Wang Meng. "What... are you a dog?"

Just then, Di the Charcoal secretly reached out his hand and sighed, "Such a Dharma robe, I'm afraid even those thousand-household officials in the border army don't possess... at the very least, one must be a ten-thousand-household official, commander, or a colonel-level officer's family to be willing to spend the money to equip it."

Wang Meng immediately got anxious. "My Lord... why can this black ghost touch it?"

Shen Yi pointed at Di the Charcoal's hand. "He washed his hands..."

"I'll go wash my hands too."

After some horseplay, the atmosphere eased.

Shen Yi arrived at the yanbing platform, entered it, and sat in Wang Meng's seat without hesitation. He asked indifferently, "How has the training been these past few days?"

Wang Meng patted his chest and said in a deep voice, "No big problems... it's just that this One Against a Thousand battle tactic can only be mastered by the two of us, me and Di the Charcoal... the others cannot grasp the essence!"

Shen Yi nodded. The One Against a Thousand battle tactic was originally prepared for fierce generals. Wang Meng had extremely high martial arts talent and military talent. As for Di the Charcoal, he also had a previous foundation... which was why he could get started. As for the others, it didn't matter if they didn't learn it!

This battle tactic could not be abused. In the Early Stage of a battle, Evil Qi was not endless. And the Evil Qi derived from battles that were not large-scale was also not endless. The One Against a Thousand battle tactic would waste quite a bit of Evil Qi... it was best to let the fierce generals who could serve as vanguards use it!

Wang Meng continued, "Travel a Thousand Li a Day... those five hundred brothers have also fully mastered it."

"With a few more days of training, there shouldn't be any major issues."

Shen Yi nodded, then said in a deep voice, "Di the Charcoal understands military discipline... so we should start from this step. When the scale gets larger, the rules must be established."

"The Dao Soldiers, after being converted... will naturally be influenced by some slaughtering habits."

"There must be no mistakes."

"Understood!"

"What about the Hundred Battles Without Fear battle tactic?"

Wang Meng tapped his head. "I'm afraid the copper coins are not enough... the yanbing platform needs to be restarted for evolution before we can speed up the progress!"

Shen Yi nodded. "Since that's the case... then continue the training. I will think of a way for the copper coins!"

Shen Yi stood up, left the drill ground, and then headed to the blacksmith shop. The blacksmith shop had only managed to rush out a few dozen sets of armor so far... which was far from enough. However, Shen Yi did not overly criticize them. After all, it was a novice shop... this quantity was already remarkable.

Arriving at the spirit field... he saw Yan Shu, Xu Erniang, and many Cultivators from the Hundred Flowers Sect. Like a lord farming reputation points, Shen Yi gave a few pointers and checked the cultivation trend of the spirit plants. He was thinking of leaving... but once again, a burst of exuberant water vapor suddenly rose from the ground!