Once I enter the pass, great Confucian scholars will surely debate the classics for me.

Another half month passed, and it was now the 15th of October.

Zhou Qingfeng continued to train the cultivators, and after more than a month of training, their formations were basically consistent, so there was no point in continuing the training.

Therefore, Zhou Qingfeng ordered the troops to set off and slowly advance northward.

They would travel no more than ten li a day, and then stop at the nearest village to replenish their supplies.

This marching speed is practically like a tortoise crawling.

However, this was Zhou Qingfeng's intention.

He needed to let his troops undergo real combat training in the field in order to fully unleash the army's terrifying combat power. The goal of this training was to overcome the monsters and demons they encountered along the way.

"Are you pigs? Maintain formation! Maintain formation!"

"You are not fighting alone; you are an army, and you must know how to cooperate in combat."

These cultivators were truly reckless, but they were also incredibly stupid. They had never fought a war before; at most, they could only coordinate two or three people to kill demons and ghosts. They had never experienced a hundred-person army fighting together like this.

Fortunately, they have gone through one real-world test after another.

The group of cultivators have gradually adapted to the rhythm of battle, and their teamwork has become increasingly seamless.

Although some people will inevitably die in the process, it is all worth it.

After marching for ten days, they finally arrived at the outer edge of Tiger Might Ridge, about thirty miles away.

The hundred-man army stopped at a point where three paths forked in front of them.

"All troops on alert!" Zhou Qingfeng, holding the reins, rode his horse and stretched out his hand beside him: "Map!"

Jin Wei, who was following on his warhorse, immediately took out a map from his pocket and presented it to him.

Zhou Qingfeng dismounted, placed the map on the ground, carefully examined the terrain, and compared it with the surrounding mountains to determine his location: "Is this Luofeng Slope? Tsk, this is unlucky."

Ye Tingxiu dismounted and walked to Zhou Qingfeng's side, his hand on the hilt of his sword as he looked at the surrounding mountains: "There's a demonic aura here, be careful!"

Xiao Hongyun held an iron fan made of throwing knives, unfolded it, and shook it, saying, "It is said that there is a great demon mountain lord in the Tiger Might Ridge, which is eight hundred miles away. The roar of the tiger can shake the mountains and fields for eight hundred miles. People who hear it will be terrified."

Zhou Qingfeng remained calm and showed no concern whatsoever, because this place was still some distance from Tiger Might Ridge, and as long as he didn't step into Tiger Might Ridge, the probability of encountering the Mountain Lord was almost zero.

The three scouts who had gone ahead to explore quickly returned to report on their findings.

"Reporting to the commander, a mine has been discovered ahead on the left flank."

"Reporting to the commander, a medicinal herb gathering site has been discovered ahead in the central area."

"Reporting to the commander, a deserted village has been discovered ahead on the right flank."

Zhou Qingfeng squatted down to examine the map, waving his hand without looking up: "Explore again!"

"Yes, Commander!" The three scouts formed hand seals and either burrowed underground or became invisible as they quickly went ahead to investigate further.

This is why Zhou Qingfeng insisted on establishing a scout team.

With a map and scouts to explore, everything around us is under our control.

Xiao Hongyun shook his flying knife fan and pointed to the map, saying, "Our main force has marched here without disturbing the bandits of Zhuxian Village. However, once we station troops at the mines and herb-gathering sites, it is inevitable that we will alert some people."

Ye Tingxiu frowned slightly: "Explain yourself, I don't understand."

Xiao Hongyun shook his head and smiled: "Those bandits from Zhuxian Village must be hiding in the Huwei Ridge area."

"I don't believe that the bandits of Zhuxian Village didn't have spies planted in the mines and herb-gathering areas."

"Now, as soon as our main force enters these two workshops to replenish our supplies, word will leak out. Once Zhuxian Village knows that our army is pressing in, whether we fight or flee will be up to them."

Ye Tingxiu suddenly realized, then stroked his chin: "Kill them all, okay?"

Xiao Hongyun flicked his flying knife and iron fan, his eyes filled with sneer, and teased, "Well done, Lao Ye, you've learned to use your brain. Killing them all is a brilliant idea, practically perfect. As long as we kill everyone we meet, the news won't leak out."

Ye Tingxiu rolled his eyes, still feeling that his thinking was correct, and crossed his arms over his chest: "Old Zhou, is this okay?"

Zhou Qingfeng said calmly, "Fool, since you know that there are likely spies from the Zhuxian Village bandits in the two workshops, why don't you know to stir up trouble, follow the clues, and then surround and annihilate them?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Tingxiu was stunned. Although he didn't quite understand, he was deeply shocked.

Zhou Qingfeng added, "Besides, we were the first ones. Our own people picked up the butcher's knife and wiped out the mines under our control. Do you think someone will use this as leverage to make us suffer a terrible fate afterward?"

Ye Tingxiu: "..." Old Zhou, you're making me look really stupid!

Xiao Hongyun frowned in thought, carefully considering Zhou Qingfeng's words: "I understand. We not only need to enter, but we need to enter in a grand manner, letting our informants tip us off. In this way, we can follow our informants to find the bandits' hideout."

"Hmm." Zhou Qingfeng looked down at the map and ignored Xiao Hongyun.

In fact, Xiao Hongyun's IQ is not low; he just lacks a lot of knowledge and vision.

Compared to the vast amount of knowledge and vision in Zhou Qingfeng's mind, which is comparable to a library.

Xiao Hongyun, this native, has a pitifully low level of knowledge and vision.

Zhou Qingfeng silently summoned the mysterious divination stick from the depths of his consciousness.

From this moment on, every decision will be made by drawing lots.

Because this place is too close to Tiger Might Ridge, not only are powerful demons lurking here, but there are also hidden bandits from Zhuxian Village.

If anything goes wrong, he and his hundred-man army will be wiped out in an instant.

A crimson, mysterious divination stick surfaced deep within my consciousness, followed by three divination slips flying out, wobbling precariously.

[A very unlucky sign. Proceed to the deserted village on the right; it's ominous.]

[A very unlucky sign; heading to the herb-gathering area in the middle is ominous.]

[Neutral draw, proceed to the left-hand mine, neutral.]

Zhou Qingfeng looked at the three fortune sticks and, following the principle of choosing the auspicious one if it was lucky and the neutral one if it was neutral, silently chose to go to the mining site on the left, put away the map and handed it to Jin Wei, the guard beside him.

"All troops, listen to my command! Advance at full speed to the left!" Zhou Qingfeng stood with his hand on his sword, pointing to the fork in the road on the left.

Upon hearing the supreme commander's order, the hundred-man legion immediately lifted its guard and marched forward in formation.

The speed at which the cultivator troops advanced was unmatched by ordinary soldiers.

The thirty-mile journey took only a little over half an hour to reach the mining site.

Upon arriving at the mining site, the hundred-man force immediately dispersed to control the high ground and block all entrances and exits.

Everyone in the mine was dumbfounded, wondering where so many soldiers had come from in broad daylight.

Jin Wei rode his horse around the mine, shouting, "Don't move! Everyone, put your hands on your heads and squat down!"

Zhou Qingfeng rode his horse slowly into the mine, with Xiao Ye and another person on horseback beside him.

All eyes were on Zhou Qingfeng.

Jin Wei held the legion flag bearing the word 'First' in one hand, rode his horse around the entrance in front of everyone, clasped his hands in a fist and whispered his report: "Assistant Commander, not a single person escaped!"

Zhou Qingfeng grunted, waved his hand with his whip to signal people to step back, then slowly steed forward a few steps, glanced around, and said condescendingly, "Who here is the manager of this mine? Come out and answer me."