Chapter 395: Chapter 307: Two Years in the Army, the Great Demon Crisis! (Double-Length)

The usual benefits for a deputy general upon first promotion can increase by ten to twenty percent on the original basis, which is considered pretty good.

Such a significant increase like Song Changming’s at his first promotion is quite rare.

It also shows that the army’s support for him is quite exceptional, indicating they regard him with special attention.

He surmised that Wang Tianshuang must have given special instructions regarding him; otherwise, it wouldn’t be like this.

After the martial arts contest ended, Xing Tiexin spent the evening having fun with Fu Yuan and Song Changming in the Second District, showing sincere friendship to both.

Late into the night, he personally escorted them back.

"Young master is back!" A Da immediately went out to greet him.

"Hmm, go, draw some bathwater." Song Changming nodded, casually tossing the long knife in his hand.

The big white dog in the courtyard caught the long knife in its mouth, wagging its tail as it obediently placed it inside the house.

"A Er." A Da immediately turned to glance at his younger brother.

"I’ll get right on it." A Er hurriedly ran to do the chores.

In the bathroom, Song Changming soaked in the tub, with his loose black hair draped down, his hands resting on the rim, slightly tilting his head as he relaxed with closed eyes.

The water in the tub wasn’t ordinary hot water; it was infused with herbal medicine decocted daily by A Da, which had a reinforcing and nourishing effect on the body.

As Song Changming soaked, his entire body felt tingly, as if countless tiny currents were flowing through his flesh and skin.

The day’s battle fatigue and the bone aches inflicted by the Witch Seal were alleviated at this moment.

This medicinal decoction was good; the recipe was one he obtained from the military in exchange for meritorious service.

Unfortunately, the required herbs were somewhat expensive; a portion of the decoction cost over twenty Spirit Coins.

Even with his monthly salary increase, he could only afford four portions of this medicinal decoction once.

In terms of value, each drop of this decoction was more valuable than ordinary gold.

Song Changming had no choice but to accept this.

After all, with his body’s strength, decoctions that could still be effective for him were extremely rare; it’s normal for them to be expensive.

Cheap decoctions, no matter how many are bought, are useless.

Replaying the day’s battle in his mind, he suddenly glanced at his left hand.

"If only I had another Small Witch Power Seal..."

With another Small Witch Power Seal, perhaps the result of the third battle with Wu Feng would have been different.

"Of course, the innate cultivation aspect has also significantly held me back."

Currently, many centurions in the army have surpassed him in terms of innate cultivation progress, not to mention his fellow deputies.

He’s only been in the Ancient Abyss Country for less than two years, and compared to these local born-and-raised talents, he is undeniably far behind.

In the future, if he wants to catch up in innate cultivation, he will need to invest more time and effort.

"Take it slow." Song Changming opened his eyes, gazing at the moonlight outside the window, his heart as calm as water.

Now that both of his elder brothers have found and freed themselves from the corpse puppet’s constraints, nothing can make him anxious anymore.

In terms of cultivation, whether it’s innate cultivation or studying Witchcraft, proceeding methodically is fine.

Thinking this, Song Changming showed a hint of leisure and closed his eyes again, enjoying the present moment of the medicinal bath.

After a stick of incense, Song Changming finished the medicinal bath, keenly and acutely feeling the gradual little sprouts of new strength growing in his muscles and flesh as the medicinal power continued to take effect.

One jin of power, two jins of power, five jins of power, ten jins of power...

Based on the growth trend of this power, and from the past experiences of medicinal baths, by tomorrow at this time, this wave of medicinal bath will ultimately increase his qi power by about fifty jins.

Not much, but definitely not little, given that this is added on top of his originally exaggerated level of strength.

"Indeed, after a fierce battle or some consumption, the effect of the medicinal bath is better than usual..."

Song Changming was quite satisfied with the yields of this medicinal bath.

This method of accumulating little by little through various means in daily life gave him great joy.

Most importantly, this method of accumulation was entirely risk-free, requiring only daily bathing.

"Then, next..." Song Changming glanced at the moonlight spilling in the night sky.

"Such a fine moonlight should not be wasted."

He then activated the Witch Refining Technique to draw on the source of heaven and earth, the power of moonlight, to further strengthen his physique while beginning the ritual for his second Witch Seal.

The next day, after the martial arts contest, when Song Changming returned to the military camp, he clearly noticed the looks from the soldiers he met had changed; they were filled with respect.

The army worships the strong, and only a true strong can win over these elite soldiers!

Song Changming undoubtedly won over these soldiers through his powerful display in the School Martial Arts Arena, atop the platform.

The name of General Song has already spread throughout the military.

...

Time flows like an endless river, continuingly moving forward.

Its destination unknown, its end unseen.

In the blink of an eye, Song Changming spent his second year in Cui Bai Dao, in the army.

The sun tilted west, golden sunlight illuminating half the sky.

Numerous messenger birds hurriedly flew across the sky to various places, seeming overly anxious, their flapping wings a blur, with a few feathers falling off.

Cui Bai Dao, a hundred miles outside Mingju City.

Thunderous roars rose everywhere, black smoke swirling.

Several fortress camps and towns were destroyed.

Across the sky, streams of light flew over these ruins.

Roars, shouts, echoed incessantly!

Such scenes have continued for over ten days now.

"Run away quickly!"

"Demon threat! Everyone quickly flee, leave the belongings, saving lives is more important!"