Chapter 1178: Fierce Dragon Enters the Battlefield

"What do you mean 'high and mighty'? That's my wife!" Chu Feng exclaimed.

He truly wanted to rush over for a closer look, but he ultimately held back. Acting too presumptuously might get him killed, especially with such a stunning woman involved.

"Brother, what did you just say?" The old soldier next to him asked, digging his ear as if in disbelief.

"Nothing much. I just want to know who that woman is and what her name is," Chu Feng asked.

"Her origin is mysterious. Her name is Qing Yin," the old soldier sighed, then patted Chu Feng's shoulder and added, "Don't get your hopes up. It's said that even a God King stared blankly after seeing her face, utterly captivated. She's a peerless beauty; if the rankings of beauties were updated, she'd likely shoot straight into the top few."

Hearing the name, Chu Feng had a pretty good idea. It was likely Qin Luoyin, who was once the foremost beauty of the Yang Realm. Back then, her name was Qing Shi.

He had never imagined he would encounter her on his very first day at the Three-Party Battlefield. He had thought it would be years, perhaps never, before they met again, by which time everything would have changed. Today, it was just too sudden.

Back then, Qing Shi fought fiercely on the Ancient Dream Road, but ultimately died at the hands of the Martial Lunatic. However, a wisp of her spirit was protected by the ultimate expert, the sect's patriarch, and sealed with a secret treasure, allowing her to reincarnate after a long time. She reincarnated in the Lesser Netherworld as Qin Luoyin, but only as a fragmented soul, not whole. It wasn't until Chu Feng came to the Yang Realm and reopened the Ancient Dream Road with Reincarnation Soil that the remaining light-rain fragments of Qing Shi's soul flew away and merged with her current incarnation.

It was clear that her consciousness was now dominated by Qing Shi's thoughts, leaning more towards her prehistoric identity. In fact, during her reincarnation in the Yang Realm, at the final place of transmigration, she had already awakened most of Fairy Qing Shi's memories and understood her true origins. At that time, she had told Big Black Ox, Yellow Ox, Old Donkey, and others that all past events had receded with time, and in this life, she was no longer Qin Luoyin!

It couldn't be said that she was cold and ruthless, or resolute to the point of heartlessness. Rather, everything changed once she remembered her identity as Qing Shi. How old was Qin Luoyin? Just a vibrant young woman in her twenties. But Fairy Qing Shi? In the prehistoric era, she was a Celestial Venerable! It went without saying that even if she was hailed as having world-shaking talent back then, she must have spent a considerable amount of time to reach that level. No one could become a Celestial Venerable as a young girl! This meant that Qing Shi had experienced too much, while Qin Luoyin's limited life journey was relatively thin, like a blank sheet of paper. Therefore, once she awakened and remembered her past and present lives, she would certainly prioritize her identity as Qing Shi.

Memories of the Lesser Netherworld remained, but Chu Feng lacked a certain emotional connection and resonance, so he didn't feel any sense of melancholy or regret today. Perhaps one day, when he was strong enough to eliminate the after-effects of the Meng Po Soup, his feelings might change.

Even so, he frowned, muttering to himself, "Maybe her memories of Old Gu are even deeper than her memories of me. After all, they fought and lived in the same era for many years."

In an instant, Chu Feng felt annoyed. He said, "Old Gu, you old scoundrel, you've always had ulterior motives, never forgetting. If he knew that Fairy Qing Shi's impression of him was deeper than her impression of me, wouldn't his mouth twist into a smile? No, the next time I see Old Gu, I won't say anything, I'll just hit him on the back of the head with a brick!"

If Old Gu found out that he was inexplicably being targeted again, he would surely be furious and jump up and down, undoubtedly wanting to ambush Chu Feng with a sneak attack first.

"Achoo! Who's talking about me?" In a certain ruin, Old Gu sneezed as he walked, quite confident in his keen perception. "Could it be Ji Dade cursing me? No one else knows my true identity in this life! As for Dong Dahu, I don't have any conflicts with him. Ji Dade, you little thief, what wicked ideas are you cooking up now?"

"Brother, wake up. Stop daydreaming." Someone waved a hand in front of Chu Feng.

He gave a dry laugh and quickly snapped back to reality. Nevertheless, he cast one last glance, watching the figure at the edge of the sky. The woman was about to disappear.

"What a figure, with undulating curves, captivating all, yet appearing pure and flawless. Long legs, a slender waist..." Chu Feng shook his head, offering a string of comments to cover his momentary lapse.

"Shh, keep your voice down! Do you have a death wish? A group of God Kings are watching. Stop letting your imagination run wild!" the old soldier beside him warned.

"Aren't I just giving an honest assessment?" Chu Feng grumbled.

In fact, he was deeply surprised. Qing Yin possessed even more charisma than in her previous life. Her every movement exuded a world-astonishing grace, and even her light flight resembled a soaring immortal, her bearing peerless. Unfortunately, he hadn't seen her true face. However, he guessed that if she had inherited the grace of Qing Shi, the Yang Realm's foremost beauty, there would be no doubt about her charm.

Led by the old soldier, Chu Feng underwent a simple and rough registration, officially becoming a low-ranking soldier on the side of the Yong Province Overlord. The camps stretched endlessly, with countless tents. There were simply too many people in the main camp. The old soldier led him and gave a brief overview of the situation. For example, he shouldn't rashly intrude into the area where the God Kings rested. Otherwise, even if no one dealt with him, he would be eroded by the terrifying blood energy there, and his body would collapse. Additionally, it was best not to approach the areas where Saints resided casually. If conflicts arose, he would certainly be at a disadvantage. The old soldier earnestly explained these situations.

"If we go to the battlefield, will us new recruits just be cannon fodder?" Chu Feng asked with a frown. He was there to gain experience, not to die. However, in the nearby God King encampment, there were countless tents, so many that it was impossible to tell how many God Kings there actually were. If everyone on the battlefield was of that caliber, what was the point of fighting? Wouldn't new recruits just be seeking death? A single palm strike from a God King could probably wipe out most of them.

"Don't worry, that won't happen," the old soldier explained with a smile. "If high-level God Kings were truly needed to kill ordinary soldiers, if top figures had to disregard their status to eliminate them, the Three-Party Battlefield wouldn't be like this. Why deploy God Kings then? They might as well let the three overlords themselves descend. Even if Celestial Venerables arrived, they'd still be wiped out!"

The old soldier smiled, explaining it to him. If it truly came to that point, a large-scale military confrontation would be meaningless. The three overlords, who aimed to unify the Yang Realm, would simply have a decisive battle themselves. "Some God Kings have revealed that the three overlords are currently wary of each other and have no confidence in fighting each other directly. Therefore, they have all chosen to go into quiet seclusion and won't personally intervene. The balance won't be broken in the short term."

It's rumored that after the three overlords discussed it, to protect the living forces of the Yang Realm and prevent lower-ranked cultivators from being accidentally killed by top experts, they established a rule strictly prohibiting high-level cultivators from deliberately slaughtering lower-level evolvers. Chu Feng was deeply surprised to hear this. Could it be so? He found it not cruel enough. Conquering the world, and yet they had to be so restrained?

"Alas, the people above are playing a very grand game of chess," the old soldier said mysteriously. "There are rumors that if all the lower-level evolvers are wiped out, even the three overlords would become sinners of the Yang Realm." The old soldier said this mysteriously, as it was something he had heard.

"A grand game of chess, my foot! If you ask me, they're probably just terrible players!" Chu Feng retorted. Although he said this, he felt a jolt in his heart and started to have some conjectures. Could it be that after unifying the Yang Realm, they intended to wage war externally? Otherwise, why would they value the lives of these lower-level evolvers so much? Chu Feng felt that if even a low-level evolver like him could draw such inferences from some information, then the higher-ups surely knew much more. He figured he needed to be cautious; the waters of this battlefield ran deep, and he didn't want to accidentally get himself into trouble.

"Shh, don't talk nonsense! Do you want to die?" the old soldier warned.

"Don't worry, I was just letting off some steam. It's only with you, an honest elder brother, that I show my true nature. I wouldn't bother with anyone else," Chu Feng nodded, expressing his gratitude.

The old soldier gave him a few more instructions but truly didn't want to walk with him anymore. This guy was clearly a troublemaker who would cause a lot of fuss in the future. Of course, on the other hand, how many weaklings dared to come to the battlefield and risk their lives here? They were either tough individuals seeking the strongest fruits of cultivation, or those with world-devouring ambitions, wanting to make others of the same realm bow before them, honing themselves here and rising amidst life and death.

"You're sixteen and have already reached the Golden Body level. That's truly remarkable; you're quite an extraordinary genius," the old soldier sighed. If he knew Chu Feng's true age in the Yang Realm and that he had achieved this, he would be even more shocked, finding it unbelievable.

At this moment, Chu Feng had already changed his appearance. He was tall and lean, with eyebrows that swept diagonally into his temples, and a face as sharp as if carved by a knife. He looked like a person of fierce intensity. Because he was coming to the battlefield to fight and rise amidst true blood and fire, he made his demeanor more domineering instead of reserved.

"Sixteen is a threshold. You can choose to evolve with pollen and exotic fruits, or you can continue to temper yourself. You still have more than half a year. Once you approach seventeen, you'll only be able to use catalysts for evolution." Chu Feng nodded, naturally not revealing his true situation. He wasn't here just to temper himself and pass the days, but to engage in genuine, iron-blooded warfare. This was a battlefield where one could legitimately kill opponents without worrying about retaliation from powerful families, as they were already in different factions.

"I'm looking forward to it," Chu Feng secretly vowed, "the brats from the Human King Mo family, the young evolvers from the Shi family, and those from the Taiwu lineage—don't let me run into you, or I'll make sure to beat you into dust!"

The old soldier took Chu Feng to a camp where all the soldiers were new recruits, and all were Golden Body level evolvers.

"You few, come on, go clean up the cave dwelling in the tent for me!" Not far away, a monkey entirely covered in golden light, wearing chainmail, was imperiously ordering other new recruits to clean up his tent. Inside his tent was another world, a self-contained small realm, a comfortable miniature cave dwelling. Undoubtedly, he held great authority in this area. Everyone else bowed their heads and quickly obeyed his command to help.

"Isn't anyone going to do anything about this? Can new recruits be bullied freely here?" Chu Feng asked in a low voice.

The old soldier shook his head and said, "On the battlefield, strength is paramount. Especially among evolvers of the same realm, comparison and conflict are common. This is very normal."

Chu Feng was surprised. "Huh, his hearing is quite good. Did he hear that? He's actually casting a cold gaze in our direction."

The old soldier's face instantly turned green. After a closer look, he realized that the lion-faced man and the crane-race evolver were from powerful clans, yet they were all being bossed around by that monkey. He immediately guessed the monkey's identity.

"This guy, how does he have so many ears? No wonder his hearing is so astonishing..." As Chu Feng said this, he also froze, immediately realizing the monkey's origin. This domineering monkey was definitely from the Six-Eared Macaque race.

"You, come here!" The powerful, entirely golden monkey stood there, holding a wolf-tooth club, pointing at Chu Feng and telling him to come over.

"What for?" Chu Feng wasn't afraid of him and asked calmly.

"Starting today, you'll feed my mount for me!" the Six-Eared Macaque said, his eyes glinting with golden light, his six ears shimmering brightly.

Wasn't that a stable hand? Chu Feng's eyes widened. He hadn't come to the battlefield to be bossed around; he had eagerly arrived precisely because he could freely engage in combat here. "Why should I?" Chu Feng looked at him.

"Because of my wolf-tooth club!" As the Six-Eared Macaque spoke, the club in his hand rapidly expanded, already reaching Chu Feng.

With a bang, Chu Feng showed no apprehension. His fingers glowed, unafraid of the wolf teeth piercing his palm. He directly grabbed the club and then powerfully wrenched it into his own hand. Everyone present was stunned, and the entirely golden monkey also stared blankly. He had been taken by surprise so easily because he hadn't used his full strength and had never expected anyone to dare snatch his club. Then, people watched as the lean young man swung the massive club towards the monkey's head.

At this moment, the old soldier quickly fled, running for his life. He felt that this guy was too much trouble. It was only his first day reporting, and he dared to act like this? He was definitely not someone to be trifled with, trying to hit a monkey right after showing up. It was too frightening; it was best to keep his distance.