Eternal Life: Talent Grows with Age-Chapter 127 - 108: Dragon Sun General Star, Scholar Lu

Chapter 127: Chapter 108: Dragon Sun General Star, Scholar Lu

He hadn’t expected it—just then, a strong gust of wind rushed straight at his face. He spun his staff around, precisely meeting the weapon of his attacker.

"Clang!"

In the next moment, the Lotus Monk’s face changed dramatically, a flush surging to his forehead. Immediately, his body spun halfway around on the spot and crashed to the ground.

Before he could even show a look of shock, a spear’s shadow shot out like a dragon snatching a pearl, piercing straight through his throat.

"Kill!"

"General, mighty as ever!"

"General, mighty as ever!"

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The Prefecture Soldiers from Longyang, following behind, had never seen such a clean and decisive execution of an enemy commander on the battlefield. Every one of them was flooded with excitement, their blood boiling.

Even Lu Chang’sheng himself was greatly affected, pressing on with the assault alongside his men.

The setting sun was as red as blood.

Watching the rebels retreat like the tide, Lu Chang’sheng finally regained some clarity, a heavy fatigue weighing down on him.

Right now, all he wanted was to go back and get a good night’s sleep.

"This battlefield... it’s truly an indescribable place, even I get lost in it!"

He grew wary in his heart, thinking to himself that next time, he definitely couldn’t plunge in recklessly.

That state of mind, you could say, elevated his killing power to the limit—every attack left no room for retreat, all for killing more efficiently.

Only by killing the other side could you have a chance to catch your breath.

But, staying in that state too long could easily go wrong.

"Still, it wasn’t without gains!"

He looked to the Light Curtain Panel, and saw the entry time for the Five Elements Divine Skill had dropped.

"Killing the enemy on the battlefield can definitely have a variable effect!"

Lu Chang’sheng hesitated for a moment, but decided it might be worth going into battle for a kill from time to time.

After that, Lu Chang’sheng changed his tactics from days prior, joining the fight more frequently.

Of course, he often took advantage of the night to stage surprise attacks.

On the battlefield, his greatest concern was military weaponry, but at night, their accuracy was drastically reduced.

So, the Prefecture Soldiers from Longyang won victory after victory, sweeping everything before them.

The name of Lu Chang’sheng surged across the forces of both the Prefecture Soldiers and the rebels!

But Lu Chang’sheng could also sense the rebels’ growing impatience.

The air was charged with the tension of a gathering storm.

He slowed his pace a little, no longer pushing the rebels, choosing instead to devote himself to his cultivation.

In the blink of an eye, a month passed.

As elite rebel forces entered the fray, Longyang’s Prefecture Soldiers suffered greater losses, and troop morale started to waver.

Fortunately, Lu Chang’sheng’s reputation had soared by now, and his prestige among the Prefecture Soldiers was so great he could barely keep things in check.

But Lu Chang’sheng knew—just one or two more brutal battles and the Prefecture Soldiers would really start falling apart. By then, not even the supervision team or himself would be able to hold it together.

"About ten days left!"

He eyed the Light Curtain Panel, thinking to himself.

The act of delaying had worked wonders, and the Black Mountain Prefecture’s Inner City, once teetering on the edge, had managed to catch its breath.

At dawn, after finishing his cultivation, Lu Chang’sheng was about to return to his carriage, when he heard someone down below announce that there was a visitor looking for him.

"Bring them here!"

Lu Chang’sheng was a bit surprised at first, but recalling the recent assassination rumors in Longyang, he quickly understood.

Soon after, several people appeared behind Lu Chang’sheng.

"Miss Zhuqing, long time no see!"

Lu Chang’sheng greeted her with a smile.

Lu Chang’sheng still held some goodwill toward Xu Zhuqing—for one thing, she’d helped him out in the past.

"So, the Dragon Sun General Star is really you!" Seeing Lu Chang’sheng, even though Xu Zhuqing had already had her suspicions, she was still caught off guard for a moment.

The Lu Chang’sheng before her—who used to look like a somewhat frail scholar—no longer had a trace of that scholarly air about him.

Years of martial training had made him exude the aura of a Martial Artist, his build now sturdy. Only his face remained as familiar as ever.

In just over a month, the Prefecture Soldiers of Longyang had made a name for themselves, and at the center of that reputation was Lu Chang’sheng, now called the Dragon Sun General Star, unrivaled in fame.

Even people far off in other prefectures had heard of him.

"A shame this name can’t be used openly. Otherwise, with your achievements, you’d easily earn a true general’s position!" Xu Zhuqing said, with some feeling.

But—

"If you can rescue my father and the others, I’ll make sure he does everything in his power to preserve your achievements. At the very least, even if you aren’t named as a general, you’ll still get a post just below that!"

"Thank you, Miss Xu, but let’s discuss this later." Lu Chang’sheng neither agreed nor refused.

Xu Zhuqing’s motive was obvious—she was entirely focused on saving those in the Black Mountain Prefecture. She’d likely come here guessing that his men were wavering, worried he might give up on the rescue, so she’d offered these terms to steady their resolve.

Even so, Xu Zhuqing’s involvement would help erase a not-so-small hidden trouble.

So, Lu Chang’sheng sent for the people he’d promoted under his command.

Before long, a group of them entered the command tent.

"Miss Xu, these are the people who’ve fought their way here with me. They’re following me for merit and a better future. But in the end, I’ve seized Lord Zhao and will likely face retribution later. These people aren’t the same as me—so how about, after the war, you help arrange good positions for these meritorious folks?"

Lu Chang’sheng gestured toward several dozen men below, smiling.

Then, he introduced Xu Zhuqing’s identity.

At once, many in the group brightened up.

Xu Zhuqing needed them to steady the Prefecture Soldiers, so she naturally had to offer something in return.

Nodding, she addressed the soldiers: "Don’t worry. You should know my father’s reputation. As long as he gets out of Black Mountain Prefecture safely, all of you will have done great deeds. When the time comes, your positions definitely won’t be worse than they are now!"

Xu Zhuqing wasn’t foolish—she had her reasons for saying so.

It was a chaotic era. Martial Artists now mattered far more than scholars, and with the Black Mountain Army’s heavy casualties, there were bound to be many open posts to fill.

Recruiting people with promised positions was well worth it.

After those dozens had left, Lu Chang’sheng smiled: "Miss Xu, you really are better suited to this than me. Why don’t you stay here and help out?"

Xu Zhuqing did not refuse.

They chatted a while, then Lu Chang’sheng’s expression turned solemn. "Miss Xu, do you know how my teacher and the others are faring?"

"Not very well. Originally, Dean Hong Yuan’s wounds weren’t too serious—if he could rest properly, someone of his strength could have pulled through. But the Black Temple and the rebels’ True Qi Realm experts know they can’t let him recover, so they harass him every day or two, making his injuries worse."

"He should be able to hang on for about a month, for now!"

Xu Yuan had managed to set up quite a network among the rebels, so even now, she could still get the latest news.

Lu Chang’sheng nodded.

With Xu Zhuqing’s arrival, the whole team’s morale started to shift.

This woman, who’d dealt with military men from a young age and was deeply versed in Military Strategy, began making her rounds to comfort the troops. With decisive action, she purged a batch of bad apples and promoted new ones.

Because of her identity, her ability to calm the troops was much stronger than Lu Chang’sheng’s.

In just a few days, the team’s morale was completely transformed.

"There’s a reason people dedicate their lives to this craft—compared to what she’s learned, I’m still just scratching the surface!"

Lu Chang’sheng reflected to himself.

He’d gotten by purely on personal strength, holding down unrest, but that just stretched the team tighter and tighter—when a bow is drawn too hard, it snaps back harder.

That was the main reason for their recent wavering morale.

A few days later, Xu Zhuqing came over, clearly exhausted.

"My contacts inside have sent word. In a few days, we’ll attempt a breakout. At that time, I’ll need your help!"

"Breakout?" Lu Chang’sheng frowned. "Couldn’t we delay it a bit?"

Xu Zhuqing shook her head. "It can’t be helped. My informant says the rebels are preparing an all-out strike to eliminate us once and for all. Even if we survive that, morale will be lost—and there will be no stopping the army from collapsing. It’s better to break out before they’re fully prepared!"