124: The star will shine!

Jiangnan Base City, Southern Military Region Airport.

Chen Fan stood on a tarmac, surrounded by two small teams of soldiers in military green uniforms.

Everyone looked serious, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.

And Chen Fan also looked full of anticipation.

After receiving the call from Fu Fengxue, Chen Fan immediately rushed to the base airport without hesitation.

All because of Fu Fengxue's single sentence: "I have something good for you."

At this moment, Chen Fan looked up at the sky.

A gentle breeze caressed him, and the sunlight was not so dazzling.

In the clear blue sky, a small black dot appeared in Chen Fan's vision, moving from far to near.

The roar of the giant engine was deafening, even from dozens of kilometers away.

"He's here!"

Chen Fan's eyes lit up with joy as he stared intently at the special plane flying in from Kyoto Base City.

From north to south, it took less than an hour.

Deceleration, landing, steady stop... all in one smooth motion, demonstrating the pilot's skill and composure.

Whoosh!!

The cabin door opened, and a familiar face entered Chen Fan's sight.

The Commander of the Ninth Army, Intermediate God of War Fu Fengxue.

The last time they met, Fu Fengxue had brought a group of elites to pick up Chen Fan and support the No. 9 Relic Battlefield.

But now, it was Fu Fengxue alone, coming to see Chen Fan by himself.

"Long time no see, God of War Chen."

Fu Fengxue said with a smile, his pale face looking as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, completely devoid of color.

With just one glance, Chen Fan knew how severely Fu Fengxue had been injured in the No. 9 Relic Battlefield.

He was probably even more seriously injured than Yao Rao.

Putting aside his thoughts, Chen Fan quickly stepped forward, wanting to help Fu Fengxue.

"Hmmph!"

Seeing this, Fu Fengxue's dark eyebrows furrowed, stern without needing to show anger.

"Let's go, time is of the essence, we'll talk on the plane."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Fengxue saluted the soldiers guarding Chen Fan.

"You've worked hard."

Swish swish swish!!

After a neat salute, a sky-blue warplane roared, breaking through the air and flying away.

Soon, the warplane became a small black dot, disappearing from everyone's sight.

However, at this moment, inside the warplane's cabin, Chen Fan and Fu Fengxue sat facing each other.

"Good, very good!"

After carefully scrutinizing Chen Fan from head to toe, the middle-aged man let out a hearty laugh.

Although the laugh was slightly weak, Chen Fan could clearly feel the relief within it.

"Commander Fu."

Chen Fan said with a serious expression.

"Hm?"

Fu Fengxue looked at Chen Fan's serious expression in confusion and slowly said:

"If you have anything you want to say or ask, speak freely, there's no need to be reserved."

After speaking, Fu Fengxue gave Chen Fan a deep look, a hint of confusion appearing in his eyes.

In just over half a month, Chen Fan's aura had changed from flamboyant to calm and reserved, but the pride in his bones remained undiminished.

In fifteen days, Chen Fan seemed to have undergone an earth-shattering transformation, becoming a completely different person from before.

His resolute expression, steady aura, reserved personality, and firm gaze... each was forged through the baptism of blood and fire.

As expected of an eighteen-year-old Advanced God of War!!

Silently sighing with emotion, Fu Fengxue's blood flow quickened slightly.

Suddenly, a sweet, metallic taste surged up his throat, but he forcibly suppressed it, maintaining his calm and composed demeanor.

"Commander, I understand now. Not only can a hundred Junior War Generals not defeat a God of War, but even a hundred more wouldn't be enough!"

Chen Fan's eyes were firm as he spoke each word clearly.

Fu Fengxue: "..."

For a moment, the cabin was silent.

The two looked at each other, speechless, unsure how to continue the conversation.

Fu Fengxue really hadn't expected Chen Fan to say such a thing.

This was what he had said to Chen Fan from the bottom of his heart on the training ground that morning.

Fu Fengxue had made that decision only after learning about and personally witnessing Chen Fan's talent.

Clearly, it was a very clear decision.

"Hahaha, I can't believe you still remember that! Is an Advanced God of War really that vengeful?"

While happy, Fu Fengxue wanted to change the subject.

"Commander's words to me, and the Battle Blade he gifted me, Chen Fan will never forget."

These words, too, came from Chen Fan's heart.

A master leads the way, but cultivation depends on the individual.

If it weren't for Fu Fengxue's guidance, he would probably still only be a High-level General at most.

How could he have become the Advanced God of War he is today, with one foot already among the top martial artists of Great Xia?

If it weren't for the Battle Blade gifted by Fu Fengxue, he wouldn't have been able to wreak havoc in No. 9 Relic and achieve successive breakthroughs.

All of this was thanks to the middle-aged man before him.

Chen Fan was a person who loved and hated clearly, and would always repay grievances.

Similarly, when faced with even a small kindness from others, he would repay it with overwhelming generosity, without a second thought.

"Alright, let's not say anything else. Now I have two things to tell you."

Fu Fengxue's expression instantly became serious, and Chen Fan, likewise, sat up straight, awaiting his words.

"The first thing is that after Great Xia's strongest person learned of your becoming an Advanced God of War, he ordered me to give you something as the military's encouragement and support for you."

"Second, your military rank should also be raised, so people don't think Great Xia has no generals."

"First, Elder Xue asked me to confer your rank."

After speaking, Fu Fengxue opened a square small box from the nearby sofa and carefully took out two gleaming gold epaulets from inside.

"This... this is the rank of a General!?"

For a moment, Chen Fan was a little stunned.

"You made indelible contributions in both Base 0231 and the Level 3 Beast Tide of the War Dragon Group, but that is not the key to your promotion.

As he spoke, Fu Fengxue's gaze fell directly on the insignia on Chen Fan's right arm.

Everything was self-evident!

"Commander, I understand, and please rest assured,

No matter life or death, I, Chen Fan, am a Great Xia person, and no one can change that!!"

Chen Fan's face was serious as he spoke each word.

"Good!!"

"Very good!!"

"As expected of a favored son of Great Xia, worthy of such honor and reward."

At this moment, Fu Fengxue's evaluation of Chen Fan reached its peak, just as it had that morning when they first met on the training ground.

Then, Fu Fengxue no longer hesitated, personally pinning the epaulets on Chen Fan, gently patting his shoulder with a smile on his face:

"Indeed, a truly outstanding talent, a general's talent!!"

At this moment, the plane happened to turn, its wings tilting into an arc, like an eagle circling.

Bright sunlight shone through the window onto the golden stars, making them sparkle.

As the general's stars shone, Chen Fan had already become a General.

Great Xia's youngest and most powerful general in history—General Chen Fan!!

"Commander of the Ninth Army Fu Fengxue, salutes General Chen Fan!!"

Fu Fengxue spoke, his voice like a roaring tiger in the mountains, loud and majestic, his hand rising like lightning as he gave Chen Fan a solemn military salute.

"Thank you, Commander Fu!!"

Chen Fan's expression was solemn as he gravely returned a military salute to Fu Fengxue.

The old and the young, two generals, looked into each other's eyes on the plane, their expressions solemn...