Transmigration and Self-Saving Cultivation

Jun Luochuan's meticulously assembled team officially began their training in a tranquil, secluded valley, resembling a paradise. The soft, warm morning sunlight, like a thin veil of gold, gently spilled into the valley, adding a dreamlike, warm glow to this land soon to be soaked with sweat and hard work.

Zhao Gang, this burly man who seemed like an ancient war god reincarnated, gripped the incredibly heavy, seemingly earth-shattering giant axe tightly in both hands. Each powerful swing generated a sharp, blade-like gust of wind, his momentum suggesting he could instantly cleave the mountains before him in two. He roared at the top of his lungs, "Brothers, follow me and charge forward!" However, his hurried steps were like a wild horse, too rushed and haphazard, gradually widening the gap between him and his teammates, leaving him like a solitary peak standing abruptly among the mountains.

Lin Yu, the elegant and ethereal sorceress, parted her lips slightly and chanted incantations. The staff in her hand, shimmering with a mysterious light, instantly erupted with dazzling, mesmerizing brilliance. Powerful spells, like shooting stars, struck their targets with unerring accuracy. However, her beautiful eyes were so focused on the attack that she neglected the positions of her teammates. Several times, her incredibly powerful spells nearly harmed her allies, like dangerous pebbles thrown into a calm lake.

Sun Xiao, a clever and quick-witted fellow like a mountain spirit, kept turning his bright eyes on one side of the battlefield, carefully observing the ever-changing situation. He shouted loudly to remind everyone, "Watch out on the left! There's an ambush on the right!" But his slightly immature and anxious voice sounded so weak and insignificant in the fierce and noisy battle, like a candle flickering in the wind. His teammates could not always hear his crucial warnings clearly and in time.

Li Meng, this warrior like a steel giant, steadfastly held the front of the column, his broad, solid body, as solid as a mountain, stubbornly resisting the enemy's surging attacks like an unshakeable, indestructible fortress. However, his somewhat rigid and inflexible defensive methods were sometimes too conventional and lacked adaptability, unable to skillfully respond to the enemy's ever-changing and unpredictable tactics, like a chariot stuck in the mud, unable to turn around quickly.

Zhou Yue, the gentle yet anxious healer, moved her hands incessantly, her forehead covered in fine beads of sweat, anxiously casting healing spells on her injured teammate, urgently calling out, "Don't get hurt again, I'm already overwhelmed!"

Jun Luochuan stood quietly to the side, his brows furrowed like two deep ravines. His deep gaze revealed contemplation and worry as he pondered the various problems exposed by the team, like a thoughtful strategist devising a plan to defeat the enemy.

"Stop!" Jun Luochuan suddenly shouted, his voice like a thunderclap, instantly shattering the clamor of the battlefield. Hearing this, everyone stopped what they were doing and turned to look at him.

"We are a team that shares honor and disgrace, life and death, not a disorganized mob fighting alone! Zhao Gang, your bravery is commendable, but you must be measured and restrained, always paying attention to coordinating with your teammates, and not letting momentary courage lead you into isolation. Lin Yu, while casting powerful attack spells, be mindful of your teammates' positions, and don't let your power become a weapon to harm your allies. Sun Xiao, your reminders are crucial; your voice must be clear and loud, like a resounding bugle call on the battlefield, so that every teammate can hear it clearly. Li Meng, defense cannot be just passively taking hits; it must be flexible and adaptable, like a willow in the wind, moving with the tide. Zhou Yue, when healing, remain calm and composed, and don't panic." Jun Luochuan said solemnly and firmly.

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at each other, a hint of guilt and self-reproach flashing in their eyes. They all deeply realized the mistakes they had made in teamwork.

Training resumed, and this time, everyone put in their best effort, striving to improve their weaknesses. Zhao Gang deliberately slowed his hurried pace, occasionally turning back to wait for his teammates to catch up; a hint of patience and caution appeared on his rugged face. Before attacking, Lin Yu would always quickly scan his teammates' positions to ensure that his spells wouldn't threaten them. Sun Xiao took a deep breath, mustered his courage, and raised his voice, clearly and decisively conveying battlefield information; his voice was like a resounding bugle call. Li Meng's defense became more agile and fluid, no longer passively parrying, but skillfully deflecting enemy attacks, like a master dancer dodging a storm. Zhou Yue also gradually calmed her nerves, casting healing spells more efficiently and systematically, like a gentle spring rain nourishing her teammates' wounded bodies and minds.

However, the process of getting to know each other was not as smooth as a flat road, and new problems kept emerging like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

In a tense and fierce simulated battle, Zhao Gang, in a moment of impulsiveness, charged into the enemy ranks like an enraged lion, only to be instantly wounded by their encirclement. While Zhou Yue anxiously treated him, her intense focus caused her to be caught off guard and ambushed by the cunning enemy.

"Oh dear, it's all my fault, I was too reckless!" Zhao Gang pounded the ground in frustration, and the ground seemed to tremble slightly under his heavy blows.

"It's okay, everyone, don't be discouraged, let's keep going!" Lin Yu suppressed her worries and encouraged everyone with a firm tone.

Jun Luochuan decisively called a halt again, saying with a firm gaze, "Everyone, don't be anxious or discouraged. Our teamwork is like climbing a mountain; every step is arduous, but as long as we persevere, we will definitely reach the summit. As long as there is progress, even if it's just a tiny bit, we are not far from success."

Time flies like an arrow, and the days pass quietly by. The team's cohesion, honed through sweat and setbacks, has gradually yielded significant results. Their teamwork has become increasingly seamless; in attack, they are like a sharp sword, piercing the enemy's vitals; in defense, they are like a sturdy shield, withstanding the enemy's onslaught; and in healing, they are like a warm spring, nourishing the weary bodies and minds of their teammates. Everything seems to be steadily progressing in a positive direction.

However, just when they were full of confidence, thinking that everything would fall into place smoothly, a sudden and unexpected severe test descended upon them like a violent storm, without warning...

End of this chapter