319: War breaks out between the two races

At the border between the Human Race and the Star Soul Clan, the atmosphere was thick with tension.

Both races continuously deployed more troops to the area, creating a military standoff along the long, winding border.

The fuse for this conflict was no different from those in the past; the root cause was simply resources.

In this world, resources had always been the core of the struggle between various forces.

But for the Human Race and the Star Soul Clan, it wasn't just about resources; it was about survival, and it involved thousands of years of mutual hatred.

For a long time, friction would break out between the two sides almost every dozen years or so.

This sort of thing had already become a helpless convention.

However, the situation this time appeared extremely unusual.

For some unknown reason, several influential major powers within the Human Race suddenly showed abnormal excitement and were eager to jump into the conflict.

Quite coincidentally, several influential major powers on the Star Soul Clan's side were also secretly fanning the flames.

One side was eager for war, while the other was adding fuel to the fire.

Under this strange "mutual eagerness," the scale of the conflict grew like a flood breaking through a dam, gradually spiraling out of control.

On the battlefield, the clouds shifted and thunder roared, as if an angry deity was bellowing.

Fierce winds carried sudden downpours, ravaging the land.

Blood mixed with rainwater, flowing freely across the earth.

Cultivators from the Human Race and the Star Soul Clan fought one another.

Battle cries and screams of agony intertwined and echoed; the scene was tragic to the extreme, with fresh lives vanishing every second and life-and-death partings playing out at every moment.

The Human Race Cultivators were the first to assemble a massive army of Cultivators, aggressively launching a fierce offensive against the Star Soul Clan along the border.

For a time, war raged across the seven major domains on the Star Soul Clan's border.

As one of the border domains of the Star Soul Clan, Wenzhou Domain inevitably fell into the flames of war as well.

“Send a proclamation to the entire domain: every faction, large or small, must arrange for elite Disciples to go to war.”

“At the same time, establish a War Merit List to monitor whether they are putting in the effort.”

“Should anyone be passive or negligent, their Daoist orthodoxy and Legacy shall be destroyed!”

“As you command!”

As the Star River Sect, the hegemon of Wenzhou Domain, issued one order after another, the entire Wenzhou Domain was thrown into a frenzy.

Under the powerful deterrence of the hegemon faction, all factions, large and small, responded quickly to the call, carefully selecting elite Disciples from their own ranks.

Upon receiving the proclamation, the Tianxing Martial Pavilion urgently convened a Sect meeting.

At the head of the assembly, the Pavilion Master of Tianxing, Shen Li, sat high in the main seat, accompanied by a group of Elders.

The Disciples seated below were all outstanding Disciples from the top fifty of the Tianxing Martial Pavilion's Starlight Ranking.

Elder Shen Ziyi sat beside Shen Li, but he was secretly puzzled, feeling that his younger sister had become somewhat strange in recent years.

Seeing her wrapped up so tightly, it was as if she were guarding against some perverted man with ill intentions.

“Who has not yet arrived?”

“Reporting to the Pavilion Master, Senior Brother Ling Peng, ranked twentieth on the Starlight Ranking, has not yet arrived.”

“We have already sent someone to summon him, but he claims he is in secluded cultivation for a Breakthrough.”

“Hmph, let this seat personally take a trip.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Li's figure instantly vanished from her seat.

About fifteen minutes later, she returned and elegantly sat back in her original place.

Not long after her return, a man covered in dust and dirt finally arrived late.

Everyone looked closely—wasn't this exactly Ling Peng, who had claimed to be in “secluded cultivation for a Breakthrough”?

He had claimed to be in secluded cultivation, but Shen Li had found him sound asleep under his covers.

“This seat and the others have to go out and fight a bloody battle to the death.”

“And you, this fellow, can sleep comfortably?”

“No way! You are also going to the front lines for this seat.”

Thus, under Shen Li's “earnest and well-meaning” “persuasion,” Ling Peng fully realized his mistake and nodded repeatedly, promising that he would go all out and work actively.

“Now that everyone is here, we shall begin discussing the battle arrangements.”

No faction would send out all of its powerful disciples; after all, if all these Disciples were to die in battle, the faction would face a crisis of a gap in its Legacy.

The Tianxing Martial Pavilion was no exception; the arrangements needed to be cautious.

But it went without saying that Ling Peng was definitely given “special care” by Shen Li and was directly placed on the expedition list.

To be honest, Shen Li didn't know what Ling Peng was thinking.

Over five years had passed, and the Prodigies of Wenzhou Domain were replaced very quickly; no one had paid attention to him for a long time.

Now his combat power was sufficient for self-preservation; even if he wanted to go out of the Tianxing Martial Pavilion for experience, with two Elders following him, she believed nothing bad would happen.

But the other party had stubbornly refused to go out, just staying inside the Tianxing Martial Pavilion all day slacking off.

Soon, the personnel for this battle were finalized.

Half of the Elders, including Shen Li, as well as Ling Peng and a group of other Disciples, were all on the expedition list.

“Brother, I'll have to trouble you to take care of the Tianxing Martial Pavilion.”

“Everyone, prepare according to the plan. In three days, we will depart by Spirit Boat.”

“As you command, Pavilion Master!”

Hearing this, Ling Peng's face instantly slumped.

He had always been the most unwilling to take risks because it was too dangerous.

In the great wars between the Human Race and the Star Soul Clan, the top Cultivators of both sides always commanded and planned from the rear, reaping the results.

Meanwhile, Cultivators like them in the Starlight Realm and Star Core Realm had to be pushed to the front lines to risk their lives; it was truly too dangerous.

No, absolutely not!

Tonight, I must go find my Revered Master and beg her to bestow some life-saving Magical Artifacts.

That night, after much trouble, Ling Peng finally succeeded in obtaining life-saving Magical Artifacts from Shen Li.

Although Ling Peng was beaten again by his Revered Master in the process, in his view, “to hit is to love.”

He had no complaints about this; instead, he was incredibly happy.

After all, he had received both “hits and love,” and the life-saving Magical Artifacts were now in his hands.

Three days passed in a flash, and everyone boarded the Spirit Boat one after another, rushing to the war border.

On the Spirit Boat, the scenery outside the window constantly changed at high speed.

Ling Peng glanced around casually and found that most of the people around him were unfamiliar faces.

Among the people he knew, besides Chu Hanxiao, whom he had soundly defeated a while ago, his third Senior Brother Ji Zhaotian, who liked cross-dressing, and his fourth Junior Sister Liang Xin'er, everyone else was a stranger to him.

But thinking about it carefully, this was only normal.

Usually, Ling Peng only had eyes for Shen Li and spent all day slacking off in the courtyard, so it was perfectly reasonable that he didn't know many people.

Taking this opportunity, the people on the Spirit Boat began to interact with each other. Most of them were busy with their Cultivation on ordinary days, so their relationships with one another weren't very deep.

Now that they finally had the chance, they could develop their relationships.

“Senior Brother Ling... a pleasure to meet you. We've only just met today.”

“Little Junior Sister~ hello. How old are you this year? Are you betrothed? What kind of men do you like?”

“This... I... I... have just turned seventeen...”

“I like... I like mature ones like Senior Brother Ling.”

“Ah? Cough, cough, cough.”

At this moment, as they were about to head to the battlefield together, everyone set aside their unfamiliarity and wariness.

A few pleasantries and a few conversations brought them closer together, giving them a deeper understanding of one another.

In the following days, the Spirit Boat streaked through the sky, continuing its advance toward the war border.

This journey would take nearly a month. Ling Peng was bored out of his mind, so he continued to slack off on the Spirit Boat.

He ate when he should eat and drank when he should drink.

And when he should harass his Revered Master, he went to harass her.

“Hehe, Revered Master, I have some questions regarding my Cultivation and have come to ask for your guidance.”

Time flowed quietly, and the Spirit Boat drew closer and closer to the border.

One day, just as the Spirit Boat was about to arrive at the border, a violent vibration suddenly struck, instantly waking Ling Peng from his sleep... uh, no, from his Cultivation state.

The Spirit Boat lurched, nearly throwing him to the floor in an instant.

Ling Peng was filled with shock. Before he could react, he heard panicked shouts from outside: “This is bad! A large number of Human Race Cultivators have launched an ambush!”

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