In the Great Qin Dynasty, I, the Unruly Commander, begin by dual-cultivating with Yan Ling Ji.

Yan Fei's pretty face showed an awkward smile, but in her heart she was blaming her Eastern Emperor Master. Wasn't it said that this escape technique could completely conceal one's figure and aura, making it impossible for ordinary True Spirit Grandmasters to detect?

However, Ying Ziqing is capable of easily defeating those at the peak of the True Spirit realm, far surpassing ordinary True Spirit Grandmasters.

Yan Fei chuckled, her slender fingers intertwined, and said somewhat shyly:

"I, I'm not good... Oh right, Master said that only by following you can I avoid being troubled by the evil calamity. That's right, that's it." Yan Fei became more and more confident as she spoke.

Ying Ziqing smiled faintly, ignoring Yan Fei's lame excuse. No matter what Yan Fei's purpose was, as long as she was under Ying Ziqing's watchful eye, she would never be able to turn the tables, and all her schemes would be in vain.

"Now that you're here, you may follow me."

A look of joy appeared on Yanfei's face. She turned around, took Yelü Zhiwu's small hand, and started to walk forward.

Yelü Zhiwu did not resist, letting Yanfei, who was not much older than herself, pull her along.

Looking at the two women in front of him, Ying Ziqing smiled faintly, but suddenly his smile froze.

Didn't I come to Mount Shu to find the secret treasure? How did I end up with two childish kids?

——Dividing——Line——

In a dense forest on the outskirts of Sinzung, South Korea

Every few dozen meters, there was a hidden sentry from the Bad Guys, wielding a horizontal sword, and thousands of silver-armored soldiers patrolled the perimeter.

In the very center of the dense forest,

The once tall and lush grove of trees has disappeared.

Instead, there was a vast open space where hundreds of tents were set up.

Squads of well-equipped soldiers patrolled the camp in shifts; such tight security was probably only seen in the warehouses for provisions and supplies.

On the high platform in the center of the training ground,

Wei Zhuang, dressed in black and gold general's armor, stood with his hands behind his back on the high platform, the Netherworld Sword previously bestowed upon him by Ying Ziqing hanging at his waist. As for the Shark Tooth Sword, what was that? Wei Zhuang said he didn't recognize it.

Five thousand two-meter-tall earthenware jars were neatly arranged in the drill ground below the platform, their openings all tightly sealed with cowhide.

Wei Zhuang looked at the earthenware pots below and murmured:

"It's about time."

Just then, a black crow flew from the horizon and landed on Wei Zhuang's shoulder.

This black crow actually spoke in human language:

"General Wei, the heavy armor and reinforced weapons that you ordered the blacksmiths to forge have been delivered and are stored inside the cave."

After saying that, the black crow transformed into a wisp of black mist and dispersed.

Wei Zhuang revealed a wicked smile as he took out a jade box and an exquisite porcelain bottle from his pocket.

The jade box was opened, revealing a black and gold Gu King inside. The Gu King lay quietly in the jade box, as if it had fallen into a deep sleep.

Upon seeing this, Wei Zhuang opened the porcelain bottle, and a drop of golden-red blood slid from the mouth of the bottle and dripped onto the Gu King's body.

The next moment, the drop of golden-red blood slowly merged into the Gu King's body, and then the Gu King's abdomen turned crimson.

At this moment, Ying Ziqing, far away in Sichuan, sensed the faint connection and a faint smile appeared on her lips.

"The Strange Altar of the God of War, is it complete...?"

After dripping Ying Ziqing's blood essence into the Gu King's body, Wei Zhuang bit his finger, channeled his inner energy to force out a drop of blood essence, and dripped it onto the Gu King's back again.

The essence and blood also disappeared into the Gu King's body, but this time no unusual changes occurred in the Gu King's body.

At the same time, Wei Zhuang also made a mental connection with the Gu King.

Ying Ziqing is the true master of the Gu King, while he is merely a user. Every month, he must inject a drop of his essence blood into the Gu King's body to maintain control over it, but Ying Ziqing does not need to do so because the Gu King has already recognized him as its master.

Wei Zhuang looked at the five thousand earthenware jars below and used his mind to give instructions to the Gu King.

The earthenware pots began to tremble violently, and suddenly, all five thousand pots shattered with a loud crash.

Five thousand elite soldiers, bare-chested, awoke from their slumber.

Each of them exuded an incomparably powerful aura, their eyes filled with indifference, and their bronze-colored, muscular bodies seemed to contain terrifying power. As they awoke, their consciousness gradually returned, and they lined up in their original formation.

The improved version of the God of War's Strange Altar did not turn them into mindless zombies who only knew how to kill. They had their own consciousness, but at the bottom of their consciousness, they were controlled by the Gu King to ensure the loyalty of this terrifying army.

Moreover, to ensure their strict discipline, the army was specially trained according to the methods left by Ying Ziqing before the Battle God's Strange Altar.

Looking at this disciplined and formidable army, Wei Zhuang seemed to foresee their crucial role in future national wars.

His sharp gaze fell upon the soldier at the very front, and he spoke:

"You, come up here and let me see your strength."

Without hesitation, the soldier leaped up to the five-meter-high platform.

Wei Zhuang casually picked up a long sword and threw it to the soldier.

After gripping his sword, the soldier tensed all his muscles, strode forward quickly, and slashed heavily at Wei Zhuang with both hands.

Wei Zhuang remained calm, easily blocking the attack with his unsheathed Netherworld Sword. He then pushed forward, sending the soldier flying with the powerful internal force, but the soldier was unharmed.

Wei Zhuang nodded inwardly. The soldiers, who were originally just ordinary people, were able to unleash the power of the mid-stage of the acquired realm after being strengthened by the God of War's Strange Altar. Moreover, ordinary swords and blades could not penetrate their defenses without the support of true qi.

Wei Zhuang waved his hand, and the soldier understood and returned to his position.

Wei Zhuang then ordered everyone to go to the warehouse to collect the armor and weapons that had been delivered.

After one stick of incense,

Five thousand men were dressed in finely crafted dark blue heavy armor, each holding a large shield in their left hand and a broad-bladed heavy sword in their right.

The entire military formation was silent, presenting a solemn and murderous atmosphere.

Wei Zhuang looked down at the crowd, drew his Netherworld Sword and pointed it at the sky, his indifferent voice, amplified by his inner force, resounding in everyone's ears:

"By order of the commander-in-chief, from this day forward, the Ten Thousand Thunder Army shall be established. You are the first batch of Ten Thousand Thunder soldiers, and your rank shall be promoted three levels."

Clang clang clang,

Fifty million Thunder Soldiers struck their shields in perfect unison with their broadswords, creating a deafening sound.

Wei Zhuang thought to himself:

"Next, we can start planning the manufacture of the second batch of the God of War Altars..."

——Dividing——Line——

Beside the river, watching Yelü Zhiwu and Yan Fei frolicking in the stream, Ying Ziqing, who had nothing better to do, had a sudden thought.

He then summoned Ying Gou, one of the four great corpse ancestors.

A pretty girl named Ying Gou, who looked to be about eleven or twelve years old, appeared before Ying Ziqing. Her jet-black hair was tied into two small ponytails with red ribbons. She had red lips, white teeth, fair skin, sword-like eyebrows, phoenix eyes, a small upturned nose, dark red eyeshadow, thick eyelashes, and wore gold earrings.

She wore a white, black, and red outfit with white characters engraved on it. Several copper coins hung from a red waist rope. Her lower body was covered by a white slit skirt with red lace, reaching to her ankles. She wore black tiger shoes.

A powerful aura emanated from him. Ying Gou's scarlet eyes were fixed on Ying Ziqing. Just as he was about to speak, the scarlet in his eyes suddenly dissipated, revealing jet-black pupils. He abruptly spoke:

"Does Li resemble the Bad Guy Commander?"

P.S.: Don't worry about the author, he's currently locked in a small, dark room by me writing. (?w?)