Mysteries of Immortal Puppet Master-Chapter 650 - 192: Ginseng Dragon Whisker
Chapter 650 -192: Ginseng Dragon Whisker
The main army camps of Liangzhu Country.
Three Generals Camp, Red Flower Camp, White Jade Camp… every military unit was assigned their own campsite.
Painful cries echoed from each camp.
The soldiers were all casting the same spell, to remove the Iron Skin Armor Technique from their bodies.
The Iron Skin Armor Technique is a Demon Skill, rushed in its practice and thus fraught with endless lurking dangers. Now, with no enemy forces to pressure them, it was the perfect opportunity to remove this demonic technique.
The Quartermaster provided Spiritual Liquid and Elixir Pills just in time. The former soaked the Cultivators, greatly loosening the bond between their flesh and the armor. The Elixir Pills were categorized into seven types, and when taken as a complete set, would significantly increase the success rate of removing the demon skill, reduce the pain for the Cultivators, and preserve their combat power as much as possible after the removal.
Without the Elixir Pills, not only was removal likely to fail, but even if successful, one would fall into a long period of weakness.
Obviously, this was something the soldiers didn’t want to see.
The major battle had already ended in victory, and although the Ginseng Whisker Dragon King was still alive, it was clear that it had been defeated, probably with wounds even more severe than those of Du Tiechuan.
Everyone knew that the period coming up would be a great opportunity for all military units to spread out from this camp as the center and strike everywhere, to scavenge for war merits.
Having paid such a heavy price and braved unparalleled risks to get to this point, now looking forward to collecting a plethora of war merits and possibly being victorious and rewarded with ranks and legacy after the war.
At this time, no one wanted to skimp on these expenses and cause themselves to be weak for a long period and see their combat strength decline, diminishing the war merits they could scavenge.
Therefore, despite the high price of the Spiritual Liquid and the Elixir Pills, the vast majority of soldiers bit the bullet and bought them.
Three Generals Camp.
Zhang Hei presided over the scene, supporting batches of Cultivators as they soaked in Spiritual Liquid and took Elixir Pills, continuously removing the armor that had grown onto their bodies.
The costs for these Spiritual Liquids and Elixir Pills, naturally, all came from Ning Zhuo.
Liu Er and Guan Hong were in deep retreat in their respective dwellings.
The participation in the Iron Flow Plain Soldiers strategy had benefited them immeasurably, inspiring profound insights, and teaching them a lot.
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Thus, taking advantage of this period of rest and recovery, they immediately went into retreat to reflect and understand the experience.
Ning Zhuo was no exception.
However, his Cultivation in the Soldier Dao was far inferior to that of Liu, Guan, Zhang, and other Cultivators.
After a day and a half of deep Meditative Spirit, Ning Zhuo not only had a deeper understanding of the Iron Flow Plain Soldiers strategy but also gained a deeper insight into the Heroic Return Skill.
The latter’s progress was obviously more helpful to Ning Zhuo than the former.
Sun Lingtong was the same.
Although he was all but hidden inside the Mechanical Dragon, he also counted as a half-participant. With his extraordinary comprehension, he too had many gains.
But the extent of his gains was far less than that of someone like Ning Zhuo, who had firsthand experience.
Ning Zhuo slowly opened his eyes, officially ending this session of deep reflection.
“I never knew warfare could be such fun,” Sun Lingtong said excitedly and regretfully, “If I had known it was like this, I would have joined the military, too!”
Ning Zhuo, on the other hand, had the opposite feeling: “It’s terrifying; over two thousand of our main forces died.”
“Although the Iron Flow Plain Soldiers strategy is powerful and steamrolls everything, pushing all the way to the enemy’s headquarters…”
“As a participant, I fought with boundless enthusiasm, undaunted by death. But reflecting on it now, I feel very small and powerless, with a sense of fear.”
“In the end, I’m just one of the many soldiers.”
“The fact that I survived is just down to luck. The Dragon King’s Dragon Breath just didn’t happen to hit me.”
After a pause, Ning Zhuo looked down at his Mechanical Ring: “Even though the ring can send warnings, in the midst of the battle, under the state of Iron Flow Plain Soldiers strategy, I couldn’t easily change my position.”
“So, even if the Mechanical Ring warned me, it would have been useless!”
Sun Lingtong grunted in agreement, “Of course, that’s how it is.”
“Little Zhuo, you should think about it. We’re just Foundation Establishment Cultivators.”
“Compared to the beings at the Transforming Spirit Level, we’re not even ants in their presence.”
“Yet with the help of Military Art and National Power, we are able to unite and collectively unleash combat power of the Transforming Spirit Level.”
“To achieve this is already quite remarkable. To want to guarantee life and safety on top of that, isn’t that asking too much?”
Ning Zhuo was silent for a moment, then clenched his fists, “In any case, after this battle, I’ve decided to take better care of myself, to participate less in wars that far exceed my ability.”
“I should focus on improving my Cultivation Level instead!”
Sun Lingtong immediately agreed with this thought.
The next day.
“Stop right there, this ginseng dragon whisker belongs to our army.”
“Clearly, it’s our army that killed it. Your cultivators are too despicable, daring to snatch it away while our troops were exhausted!”
Two Golden Core Level generals argued loudly.
“Hmph, it’s your men who have suffered great losses and have already retreated from the battlefield. My army only stepped in then.”
“By your logic, as long as you stroll around the battlefield and have a scuffle with every ginseng dragon whisker then retreat, all of these ginseng dragon whiskers should be yours?”
Their argument grew louder and louder, drawing the attention of many.
In the end, they were both summoned by a Cultivator to the Commander’s Mansion.
The soldiers of the Three Generals Camp were becoming restless.
The great battle was over, and the winners were, of course, on the side of Liangzhu Country.
But earlier, the main force of the military was involved in building camps, laying down defenses, allowing the troops to catch their breath, and dispelling the Iron Skin Armor Technique, so they had little energy left to clean up the battlefield.
Left behind on the battlefield was a vast fortune!
The ginseng whiskers, Dragon Blood, and more that the Ginseng Whisker Dragon King had lost during the battle were all magical materials. Although it was only the main body of the Ginseng Whisker Dragon King that was at the Transforming Spirit Level, those ginseng whiskers left on the battlefield were at least of Golden Core Level!
