Mountain Patrol Military Officer-Chapter 330 - 283: Recruiting Soldiers at the 9th Mountain - A Surge of People (Seeking Monthly Tickets)_2

Chapter 330: Chapter 283: Recruiting Soldiers at the 9th Mountain - A Surge of People (Seeking Monthly Tickets)_2

Someone lit a Black Stone.

On the stage of the Three Gates, some managed to hold on for more than three rounds, but in the end, they were all sent flying down.

Some passed the assessment, some failed, and then, continuously, more came forward; the scene was exceptionally lively, with the crowd’s noise rising and falling in waves.

At this moment, hundreds of meters away from the Southern Market Entrance, in a room at a tavern, a handsome youth dressed in fine white garments, with slender eyebrows, stood by the window, looking down at the bustling scene with a hint of disdain.

Behind him, two pretty maids in purple gauze skirts were fanning and massaging his shoulders, and an old servant stood to the side, slightly bent over.

"Young Master, the Ninth Mountain Army’s recruitment has begun. The Family Head has made his instructions clear; it’s time for you to take the stage," the old servant reminded him at this moment.

Hearing these words, the handsome youth showed signs of impatience, "I understand."

"I really don’t know what the old man is thinking, aligning himself with the Ninth Mountain’s Colonel like that, and even telling me to join the Ninth Mountain Army. He’s really becoming muddle-headed. Even if I were to go, I should at least be given a military rank by my status. Instead, I must personally pass these challenges; it’s truly bothersome."

This young master had a look of reckless nonchalance and spoke with a mix of frivolity and complaint.

He was none other than Master Murong Nan from the Southern City Murong Family, the youngest son of the Murong Family Master. Accustomed to a life of leisure and dissipation, he was now suddenly dispatched by his father to join the recruitment of the Ninth Mountain Army, filled with discontent.

Hearing this, the old servant’s face changed slightly, quickly intervening, "Young Master, please, mind your words."

"This is a matter between adults. Since the Family Head has such expectations of you, he must have his reasons. It is best to speak less. Moreover, Ninth Mountain’s reputation is soaring. As you’ve seen, with the recruitment order issued, so many heroes and warriors are clamoring to get inside. It is foreseeable that the Ninth Mountain will grow significantly. If you can enter on your own merit and achieve some military rank, you’ll indeed be a real hero, and the Family Head will see you in a new light."

With analytical advice, followed by prompt positive reinforcement, the old servant showered his master with flattery.

Indeed, the previously impatient Murong Nan’s expression brightened, and a smile appeared on his face upon hearing the old servant’s words.

In the family, his elder brother received the most attention—though currently locked away in the Southern City Garrison’s jail, he would likely be released soon. Although Murong Nan himself did not lack resources, he paled next to his brother’s radiance. If he managed to become a Colonel in the Ninth Mountain Army, he could see it from a different perspective—attiring himself grandly with the support of the Ninth Mountain would surely make others regard him more highly.

"Indeed, that’s the right idea. Then, I’ll just go and play the role of a Colonel," said the Murong Family’s young master, the corners of his mouth lifting in a smile.

As he spoke, he flicked open his folding fan with a snap and leaped up, his white robe billowing like a fresh breeze, gracefully making his way toward the stage at the Southern Market Entrance.

Within a few breaths, he touched ground, closing his fan, then with a gentle sweep of his long sleeves, he dispatched an overeager challenger intending to storm the stage. Following that, he chuckled.

"Heh, since none can pass, then let this Master Murong give it a try."

Then, with a simple salute to the Green Armored Military Officer who guarded the formation,

"Remember this name: Murong Nan from the Murong Family."

With the appearance of this flamboyantly enthralling young master from the Murong Family, a ripple of commotion stirred among the surrounding crowd.

The Murong Family is considered a top-tier Noble Family in Southern City—why has one of their young masters also come?

"What?"

"Even the Murong Family’s young master wants to enter Ninth Mountain!"

"Heavenly Bodhisattva, why is it so lively all of a sudden?"

"Charming! It looks like this Master Murong could take the top spot."

Meanwhile, on the stage, the Murong Family’s young master, with his robe fluttering, released his aura; his Profound Body Cultivation was unmistakable.

Confidence outlined in his eyes and smile, he declared, "Forgive me!"

Then, with a swift step, his fan transformed into a flurry of Flying Flowers, completely concealing his figure from view as he vanished, the flowers shooting forward with a piercing sound, aimed at the stationery Military Officer holding the fort.

Elegantly and briskly, he provided quite the visual spectacle, while the Military Officer stood immovable like a mountain, fists strong and wind-tight.

Watching the Military Officer forced into a defensive stance—but after twenty or so breaths, there came a booming sound.

The flurry of white Flying Flowers shattered, and a white figure was blasted right out of the stage.

Down below, an unemotional Armored Soldier loudly announced,

"Murong Nan from the Murong Family, surpassed three rounds—in the Ninth Mountain Army, appointed to General’s Flag!"

General’s Flag, isn’t that just a fancy title for a squad leader.

Murong Nan from the Southern City Murong Family below almost spewed a mouthful of old blood.

In the distance, at the window, the old servant of the Murong Family saw this and massaged his forehead with a headache.

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When would the young master change his flashy yet superficial habits? If he tried to show off on the battlefield, it would be a path to certain death.

"Waste!" A grunt of anger arose from some corner, and the old servant, recognizing it as the Family Head’s voice, immediately turned pale and knelt to the ground.

The Family Head had personally come; it seems he attached great importance to this matter.

What the old servant didn’t realize at that moment was that nearby, it wasn’t only their Murong Family Master who had appeared. Many eyes from various buildings around were focused on the Ninth Mountain Army’s recruitment happening in the Southern City.

Most of them were from second and third-tier families in the Southern City!

These past days, they were constantly monitoring the Ninth Mountain and that important figure’s movements.

From the Nine Colonels’ triumphant return to the city, the killing spree and numerous arrests, to granting rewards lavishly, to the changing tides in the Liu Family, and the rumors coming out of the Liu Family this morning, anyone could see that this Colonel intended not only to stabilize Jingguan City but also to have all factions obey him.

In this process, a reshuffling was inevitable!

Reshuffling meant that resources would be redistributed, some would rise, and some would fall.

They too had ambitions and desired progress.

The Yun Family was the simplest example.

Seeing the descendants of the Murong Family appearing, these people also seemed to have received a signal.

Some Family Heads solemnly instructed their talented offspring,

"Go!"

"Defeat that Military Officer!"

"Find your place in the Ninth Mountain, the future of our family may very well depend on you."

"Yes!" Just like that, following Murong Nan from the Murong Family, several figures with impressive presences broke through the air, passed through the crowd, and in various poses, landed in the martial field.

Just like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each demonstrating their Divine Skills.

"Lü Family’s Lü Fang"

"Chen Family’s Chen Ping"

"Wu Family..."

One by one, names rang out on the martial field.

It also caused the surrounding crowd to exclaim in shock and boil over with excitement.

These were all well-known descendants of noble families from the Southern City, all attempting to join the Ninth Mountain.

One offspring represented one family; it was hard to imagine just how much stronger the Ninth Mountain’s recruitment would become this time.

And this scene was not just happening in the Southern City. In Jingguan City, all around, almost the same situation was unfolding.

In West City led by the Liu Family, eleven families sent offspring to join the Ninth Mountain.

In Eastern City led by the Xia Family, eight family offspring also joined the Ninth Mountain.

In Northern City, there were three families.

But these merely represented the various big and small families, the multitude who came for fame and gain. Yet, what was truly surging were those young men and commoners, without family backgrounds, without high Cultivation, but with clear eyes and passionate hearts!

These people are the future of the Ninth Mountain.