Patrol Captain

"Helian Shan, you rolled down here on your own."

"I will take you down myself."

Inside the hall, as soon as Chen Yuan finished speaking, a wind arose in the hall without any wind. The people on both sides had their faces wrinkled like water, as if they were being pressed firmly into their chairs by an invisible force, and their expressions changed drastically.

The teacups on the table next to me trembled and then burst open with a crack, splashing out shards of blue and white porcelain mixed with tea, but they remained suspended in mid-air.

In the main seat, the Imperial Preceptor Helian Shan, who had devoted himself to the Great Qian Dynasty for three reigns, turned grim. One hand gripped the armrest of the chair, which was engraved with the image of Yazi, and slowly clenched it. His eyes were dark and uncertain.

"Chen Yuan, if you want to sit in this seat, I will let you sit here."

"You are a meritorious official, highly valued by His Majesty. Now, with such a crucial matter at hand, do not let your emotions cloud your judgment."

He suppressed his anger, his voice choked with emotion and tinged with gloom.

They even foolishly thought they could use that rhetoric to persuade Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan walked forward step by step, utterly disgusted by these meaningless words, giving a forced smile.

"A meritorious official?"

"I remember that the Grand Preceptor didn't say that before!"

As he spoke, his eyes flashed with intensity, and he stomped his foot. A loud buzzing sound arose, and white mist instantly surged from beneath his feet, like a volcanic eruption. The white mist then rushed forward like a gust of wind, heading towards Helian Mountain.

"I have just broken through to the Martial Saint realm, so I will spar with Grand Preceptor Helian."

On the main seat, Helian Shan's eyes suddenly narrowed. He slapped his chair and stood up, his face showing a stern expression. He swept his sleeves towards the surging mist.

The fog whistled and was dispersed, but when the view ahead cleared, he found that the surrounding scenery had changed. He was in the middle of a large lake, with lotus leaves reaching the sky and lotus flowers in full bloom.

Helian Shan's cloudy eyes gleamed with a sharp light.

Fantasy?

No.

Instead, they were pulled into a special space of consciousness.

He looked ahead, and above the bamboo forest, on a field of blooming blue lotus flowers, Chen Yuan's body shone with golden light.

"Chen Yuan, I have no intention of being your enemy. You are so aggressive. Do you really think I have no way to deal with you?" Helian Shan's anger could no longer be contained.

"Old man, I'm not happy with you, and you're not happy with me, so let's stop talking nonsense and settle this with our skills!" Chen Yuan showed no mercy, his face expressionless, and then with a flick of his wrist, a long spear flew out.

"it is good!"

At this moment, the fog dissipated inside the hall, and the scene returned to clarity.

Inside the hall, Chen Yuan closed his eyes, his brow glowing, his sideburns flying wildly, revealing a hint of madness.

The same was true of Helian Shan, the current imperial advisor.

The officials on either side, pressed down on the chairs, felt the air in the hall become thick, making it difficult for them to breathe.

Many people were breathing heavily and felt extremely uncomfortable. They had already guessed what the two big shots were doing, and several eyes were fixed on Chen Yuan.

When gods fight, these people suffer the consequences.

At this moment, the table, candlesticks, and the main hall were all humming and trembling, and even the entire Cloud Peak was vibrating.

Soon, a commotion and whistles arose outside.

Inside the main hall, time slowly passed. After about half a cup of tea's time, the water droplets and blue-and-white porcelain shards suspended in the air fell to the ground with a snap, and the strong wind inside the hall also disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The trembling hall also stopped.

A clear, muffled groan rang out, and Helian Shan, sitting in the main seat, suddenly opened his eyes, a look of surprise flashing across them. Then, as if struck by a heavy blow, he staggered backward, finally flying backward until he crashed into a beam, which cracked and scattered dust.

In the center of the main hall, Chen Yuan also opened his eyes, his body creaked, and he only took two steps back.

"Boom"

"Boom"

Two deep footprints were imprinted on the floor.

Then, he walked step by step to the head seat and sat down without any pressure.

The ministers on both sides of the seat were somewhat shocked when they saw this scene. Then they looked at each other, completely bewildered.

But some quick-witted people immediately got up from their seats and rushed towards Helian Mountain's location, their faces filled with anxiety.

"Lord Helian!"

I rushed to help!
As a result, Chen Yuan saw it, but remained calm and collected. With a flick of his hand and a wave of his sleeve, he slapped the group of people back into their chairs.

Among them was a "familiar face" who left a deep impression.

Fang La, the Imperial Censor.

"The Grand Preceptor Helian is not old yet, it's not your turn to help him." Chen Yuan's tone was light, but his gaze swept over everyone present, making them feel a chill.

Even the Imperial Censor who had previously dared to point and curse at Chen Yuan in the court was now feeling uneasy and dared not act as he had before.

At this moment, Helian Shan, our Grand Preceptor of the Great Qian Dynasty, had recovered. It was just a battle between his primordial spirits and consciousnesses, and his body was unharmed.

But his murky eyes were now even more murky, and with a sway of his body, he appeared in front of Chen Yuan.

"As General Chen wished, is General Chen now appeased?"

"General, your supernatural abilities are astonishing. It seems I am getting old."

The voice was unreadable; instead of flying into a rage, the person spoke to Chen Yuan as if humbled.

But this did not make Chen Yuan happy. Instead, he became more wary of the old national advisor. He thought the other party would either fly into a rage or at least leave in a huff, especially in front of so many people.

He wanted to use this as an excuse to vent his anger, but now that the other party is acting this way, he really can't do anything about it.

He knew that this man's willingness to do this was not an admission of weakness, but rather a sign that he still had other plans and was being patient.

But he had already made up his mind.

"Grand Preceptor Helian truly has the ability to take things in stride; I admire him," Chen Yuan said with a half-smile, offering a sarcastic remark.
"As for the Grand Preceptor's statement that I have calmed down, I don't know where to begin. It's just that I have broken through to the Martial Saint realm, and I've heard that the Grand Preceptor has been immersed in the path of Martial Saint for many years. I've come here specifically to learn a thing or two from you."

"It's just that you're being modest."

Helian Shan's aged, deeply wrinkled face twitched slightly, and he said in a low voice, "None of that matters!"

"Now that General Chen has taken this position, I will report to His Majesty immediately. In fact, I have already spoken to His Majesty about it."

"General Chen will continue to oversee the overall situation in Jiannan Circuit."

"Now the land of Shu has undergone great changes, with celestial beings descending to the mortal realm, and the situation is in utter chaos. We need a figure like General Chen to shoulder the burden."

At this moment, a slightly trembling voice quickly echoed:
"General Chen, the old Grand Tutor is right. His Majesty, upon hearing the news of your arrival, issued a special decree praising your exceptional bravery. His Majesty is concerned about your absence these past few days and wishes to have you escorted."

The voice was shrill, carrying an unmistakable fawning tone, and a hint of fear.

Chen Yuan glanced at the speaker out of the corner of his eye. It was a eunuch who seemed to have come with Gou Yue from before.

Chen Yuan slightly raised his eyelids and flicked his hand.

A loud "smack" resounded, slapping the other person to shut them up.

"You talk too much."

"I am speaking with Grand Preceptor Helian; you have no right to interrupt."

The eunuch Cao was slapped from a distance, and a red mark quickly rose on his face. He didn't even dare to get angry. He swallowed the rest of his words and shrank into his chair, not daring to show his face.

Helian Shan frowned.

Chen Yuan thought to himself, no wonder the other party was being patient; they wanted him to take over the current situation and let him handle this hot potato.

He gets none of the benefits, but when something goes wrong, he's the one who has to step in. And if he dies, he'll be completely taken advantage of.

This imperial court remains unchanged.
It made him laugh in exasperation.

He looked down and touched the thorns on the armrest of the chair, then chuckled.
"Lord Helian, what you say is unacceptable. I cannot bear this responsibility. I have disrupted His Majesty and the Grand Preceptor's plans, and by beheading that celestial being, I have caused you all to lose face." With that, he slapped the back of his chair and stood up.

"I will submit a memorial to His Majesty to plead guilty and resign from my post to return to my hometown."

"The land of Shu is now entrusted to you gentlemen and loyal ministers."

Chen Yuan's eyes shone brightly, and he chuckled, his laughter filled with undisguised mockery.

He's too lazy to get involved in the corrupt practices of the imperial court now.

He's currently riding high, so following Senior Luo's advice, taking a step back now might be a good opportunity.

It's best to keep the initiative in your own hands and let the court have a headache.

After saying that, his figure disappeared into the hall.

This caused a stir in the main hall.

"Resign?"

"General Chen wants to resign."

"This"

The news left everyone somewhat at a loss, but some people secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as they really didn't want to face this nemesis; his oppressive aura was too strong.

Helian Shan turned around, his eyes fixed on the direction of the palace gate, his expression somewhat unpleasant.

He lost face and failed to achieve his goal.

He knew that if Chen Yuan resigned, the entire Jiannan Circuit would be out of control.

His gaze fell diagonally to his left, where a burly figure, composed and at ease, stood clad in purple-gold armor.

He didn't seem to be in a hurry at all.

The ninth mountain, Zhonglang Hall.

The scene here is serene yet bustling with activity.

One after another, streaks of light rushed in, all heading towards the Zhonglang Hall. Some were in a hurry, some had flushed faces and were excited, while others were anxious and cautious.

Gongsun Yang, Liu Qing, Yun Tiansheng, Lu Ming, Pei Yanhu, Gao Yu, and the Sixth Mountain General. Many of them had their confinement ended a few days ago.

In addition, there are Old Man Dong, Yangshan, Lingyunzi, and Yi Cangtian.
All the faces were familiar, and everyone gathered together, making the usually quiet and solemn Zhonglang Hall unusually lively.

Because the owner of this place has returned.

Today, a grand banquet will be held in the hall, as our newly crowned Martial Saint will be hosting a feast for his comrades.

The cooks in the kitchen, who hadn't had anything to do for a long time, put in all their effort, even making the iron woks spark, ready to unleash their 12 best skills.

The maid serving the food had sweaty palms from nervousness, while the armored guard at the gate stood tall with his chest puffed out.

Inside the main hall, laughter and conversation filled the air as people clinked glasses and exchanged toasts, with occasional sounds emanating from the room.

"Back then, you wouldn't believe it, we followed Chen to raid his base, and guess what? There were some real experts there!"

"We were surrounded and pursued by those old demons. At that time, the situation was urgent, and I... oh dear, I used my Hun Tian Gourd to go!"

The voice sounded very enthusiastic as they recounted their experiences after entering the Ten Thousand Mountains.

He spoke vividly, but his breath reeked of alcohol.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be none other than that drunkard, Old Man Dong.

He was even more like a storyteller than Gongsun Yang, the only thing missing was standing on a chair and performing for everyone.

At this moment, a dozen or so people were seated around a large table in the hall.

Apart from this guy who dared to call Chen "boy" and acted so recklessly, no one else dared to be so presumptuous, after all, there were different levels of kinship among them.

The remaining lieutenant generals appeared reserved, their backs ramrod straight, never expecting that they would have the opportunity to sit at the same table as the Martial Saint.

Even now, it still feels somewhat unreal.

Everyone else was fine; after all, they had all come together along the way and felt more at ease in front of Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan, of course, didn't put on any airs. They were all his former superiors, comrades, confidants, and like-minded people who had accompanied him all the way and witnessed the turbulent times in Shu.

A moment later, Chen Yuan put down his wine glass, raised his eyelids, and looked outside.

Soon, commotion came from outside.

A deep laugh rang out.

"How can we drink without me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a tall figure clad in purple-gold armor, exuding an imposing aura, walked in.

As this person entered, Pei Yanhu and several other lieutenant generals stood up.

"Greetings, General Qi!"

Chen Yuan, a smile playing on his lips, rose to help himself up, as if seeing an old friend, "General Qi!"

The newcomer was none other than Qi Tian, ​​the Demon-Suppressing General of Jiannan Road!

Upon observation, Chen Yuan realized that this person was no ordinary individual. His body was imbued with spiritual light, far surpassing that of ordinary dragons and tigers. He had already borne a second golden flower and was just one step away from becoming a Martial Saint.

I only had a brief encounter with him at Tianxiong Pass last time, and I had just advanced to the Musashi level, so I couldn't get a sense of his true strength.

Looking back now, it makes sense. This person has guarded the Eight Demon Kingdoms for many years without causing any major chaos, so his strength is naturally unfathomable.

Chen Yuan had little contact with this general, but he had helped him out of trouble and stood up to the imperial court last time, so there was a sense of gratitude between them.

This man approached Chen Yuan, his armor clanging as he swung it. He grabbed a wine cup from the table, poured himself a drink, and then raised the cup, his eyes sharp and piercing.
"Congratulations, Chen Yuan! I never imagined you would go so far and break through to the Martial Saint realm!"

"This may be the best news I've heard in all these years."

"Well done."

As he spoke, he drank a cup of wine.

"What a pleasure!"

Chen Yuan accepted the offer, raised his glass, and drank it down.

"I still remember the kindness you showed me that day, General."

"But for several years, the general has been suppressing the Demon Kingdom. Is his return to Fusi also due to the changes in the heavens and the human world?" he asked.

When asked this, General Qi Tian's expression gradually became serious.

"Changes in the heavens and man have far-reaching consequences. It seems that the West had anticipated this, which is why they have been restless in recent years. Now, Shu is the first to bear the brunt and can only reduce its troops and return to defend."

At this point, the demon-suppressing general's gaze became complicated as he put down his cup.

"Are you really going to resign?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's gazes changed, and the atmosphere became quiet.

Chen Yuan naturally sensed it; he was hosting the banquet precisely to inform everyone of this news, and it wasn't an excuse.

“Right now, a storm is brewing, and Chen is riding high. Someone told me to lay low for a while.”

"If I stay here, it will only put you all in danger."

Upon hearing this, General Qi Tian's expression turned serious.

"It seems you have some information?"

"That's right!"

The previously cheerful atmosphere in the hall immediately turned solemn. (End of Chapter)