Their conversation reminded you.

Right now, this is precisely the period of conflict between the three major powers: the Great Qian Dynasty of the Central Plains, the Southern Border Hundred Kingdoms Alliance, and the Northern Frontier Tribal Alliance.

No wonder they are so sensitive to someone like you, dressed in Central Plains attire.

In the Northern Frontier, there are many nomadic tribes, and their leaders are called Khans.

And this golden-armored middle-aged man who captured you is called the Great Khan, which means he is the common leader of all the tribes.

In other words, within the entire Northern Frontier, he holds the highest position, and this war against Great Qian is also led by him.

"Old man, confess honestly! Which Central Plains army are you spying for? How much intelligence have you gathered? How much has been sent back? Tell me everything in detail!

Otherwise, I wonder if you've heard of our Northern Frontier's 'Sheep-Leading Ceremony'? I guarantee that after experiencing it, you'll never want to return to the Central Plains again, hahaha!"

The Great Khan threatened you.

You stood below the tent, neither subservient nor arrogant.

"I am not a spy. You have the wrong person. I was merely passing through."

"Where did you come from?"

"I came from the Demon World."

The Great Khan was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter along with all the generals.

"Are you making a fool of me!"

The Great Khan suddenly flew into a rage. The air inside the tent instantly turned icy, and a powerful aura swept out, nearly lifting the military tent.

"Believe it or not, I just happened to land in the Northern Frontier. I am not a Central Plains spy.

I am an inner disciple of the Limitless Sword Sect from the Eastern Wastes, highly valued by the Sword Lord. I have in my possession the 'Sword Dao Notes' and the 'Exclusive Beauty Regimen Secret Formula' personally gifted to me by him.

Take a look and you'll know!"

You retrieved part of the notes from your Storage Ring and tossed them before the Great Khan.

Suspicious, the Great Khan reached out, and the papers on the ground automatically flew into his hand.

"It truly is insights into the Sword Dao, not something an ordinary person could write. Could this really be the Sword Lord's work?"

The Sword Lord is in his prime; it's unlikely someone could snatch such personal items from him.

The Great Khan silently stored away those few pages of Sword Dao insights, casually discarding the beauty regimen formula.

"Oh... So you are a disciple of the Sword Lord. Although I have never met the Sword Lord in person, I have long admired him from afar. We must treat the Sword Lord's disciple with proper hospitality. Someone! Prepare a feast!"

"Great Khan, there's no need for such courtesy. I am in a hurry to return to my sect and report. Just let me leave."

"What's the rush? Right now, the two armies are at war. It's chaotic and dangerous. It's too risky for you to wander alone."

You knew this Great Khan wouldn't believe your story just because of a few pages of notes.

He needed time to verify your identity.

So, during this period, he wouldn't let you leave.

More than half of the straightforward generals in this main command tent possessed cultivation levels at or above the Martial King Realm. They were not of a different race, nor were they ghosts. Attempting to force your way out by strength would be far too difficult.

You might as well cooperate for now, hoping they could clarify the situation quickly.

You temporarily settled down in the central camp of the Northern Frontier Great Khan.

The conditions of military life were harsh. In a daze, you felt as if you had returned to your experience serving in Sun Cheng'en's army during your second simulation.

Two months later.

"Clatter, clatter, clatter..."

The sound of horse hooves trod upon the green grass.

A troop of light-armored cavalry escorted a prisoner cart into the camp.

Inside the prisoner cart was an old general wearing Central Plains-style armor. His half-white hair was disheveled and hung in front, obscuring his face. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

"He seems somewhat familiar..."

You moved closer, standing outside the layers of guards and peering, wanting to see who this Central Plains person was, wondering if it was someone you knew.

The Great Khan walked out of the military tent, his expression serious. He approached the prisoner cart and asked coldly.

"Are you the so-called 'little' Swift Cavalry Commandant Shen Qingshan, who repeatedly ambushed my supply routes? Merely at the Golden Body Realm, yet you managed to succeed time and again. Those supply transporters are truly useless!"

Shen Qingshan?

Third Brother-in-law!

Fifty years had passed. Shen Qingshan's martial cultivation had advanced from the Spirit Gathering Realm to the Golden Body Realm, and his official rank had risen from a Small Banner Officer in the Demon Slaying Division to a Swift Cavalry Commandant.

Shen Qingshan had been captured. You wondered how Third Sister and Shen Jia were faring?

Your fist instantly clenched, but you didn't impulsively act immediately.

You hadn't been idling away these two months. You had already thoroughly figured out the camp's defensive layout and personnel distribution.

To rescue Shen Qingshan, you would need to find a suitable opportunity.

Acting rashly would likely get both of you killed here.

"Take him to my tent! I will interrogate him personally!"

The Great Khan took Shen Qingshan into his command tent and dismissed everyone else.

You retreated to the stables, pretending to help rub down the horses.

Then, stealthily, you used the Ten Thousand Souls Banner to perform the eavesdropping technique "Myriad Ghosts Go to Market," releasing a wisp of ethereal soul invisible to the ordinary eye, which flew into a corner of the Great Khan's command tent.

This soul fragment would transmit everything it saw and heard to the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, acting as your eyes and ears.

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner reminded you.

"Buddy, this Northern Frontier Great Khan is no small fry. Our method might fool an ordinary Martial King Realm expert, but it won't be easy to escape his detection."

"I know."

But you absolutely needed to know the situation inside the tent to decide your course of action based on the circumstances.

If the Great Khan was merely interrogating and Shen Qingshan's life wasn't in immediate danger, you would wait for a suitable opportunity to rescue him.

If the Great Khan intended to harm Shen Qingshan, even at the risk of exposing the Nine Provinces Cauldron, you would have to act.

Inside the Great Khan's command tent.

The usually rough, unrestrained, and uninhibited Northern Frontier Great Khan actually showed a rare trace of tenderness towards Shen Qingshan.

You: "?"

You only heard the Great Khan say, "With the chaos of war now, nowhere in the Central Plains is peaceful. Shen Qingshan, have you taken good care of my Third Sister and my niece?"

You: "???"

Shen Qingshan was equally covered in question marks. "What does the Great Khan mean by this?"

The Great Khan laughed. "Why still call me Great Khan? I am Chen Yun's elder brother. I am... Hmm?!"

Suddenly, the Great Khan's gaze turned extremely fierce as he looked towards the wisp of ethereal soul you had released.

He had sensed someone spying!

"Bang!"

With a single palm thrust, the wisp of soul you released was instantly dispersed.

Immediately after, the Great Khan locked onto who had released the Soul Slave in an instant. With one step, he was outside the tent, and with another step, he reached the stables.

"Thud!!"

The Great Khan grabbed you by the neck and lifted you high into the air.

"I said long ago you were a Central Plains spy, and it's indeed true!"

The Great Khan's move alarmed many people in the camp.

A group of officers hurriedly gathered near the stables, wanting to know what had happened.

You could tell that this Great Khan's killing intent towards you at this moment was completely undisguised.

With his cultivation level, he could take your life at any moment. You wouldn't even have a chance to pull out your slingshot.

In this critical moment, you could only try a desperate, last-ditch measure.

"Elder Brother! I am your biological younger brother!"

"Ridiculous! Everyone in the Northern Frontier knows I, Husihan, have no siblings! I am merely one of the previous Great Khan's over two hundred adopted sons!"

"Aren't you Chen Jing? The eldest son of Chen Youfu, from Luoding Village, Baiyun County, Baling Prefecture, Qingzhou!"

You clearly felt the powerful hand gripping your neck loosen slightly.

You could finally catch your breath.

"Just who are you?"

"Elder Brother! I am your Fourth Brother, Chen Yi!"