mtl008 Chapter 385 Arrival at the Dawn Barrier
Chapter 385 Arrival at the Dawn Barrier
"I'll go block the door tomorrow."
Xiao Ling thought she had misheard and instinctively asked, "What? You're going to block the door tomorrow?"
“Yes, didn’t you say that this method yields military merits the fastest?” Zheng Qian looked at Xiao Ling curiously. Was there a problem?
Xiao Ling didn't want to talk anymore; good advice was useless against this damned devil.
"What level of military merit do I need to exchange for spirit crystals?" Zheng Qian asked, his blood boiling whenever he thought of Yun Youzi's two mountains of spirit crystals.
Xiao Ling's goodwill towards Zheng Qian vanished completely at this moment. He admired the Space Demon King, had grown up listening to his legends, and had given him the Ice Heart Jade and the function of five life-saving talismans on their first meeting. It could be said that he had an innate goodwill towards Yun Youzi and Zheng Qian.
However, Zheng Qian's arrogance drastically changed his worldview. It's fine to like military achievements, but one should also consider their own capabilities. Without even a proper army, he dared to think of blocking the gate?
Out of consideration for Kong Kuang Diao and Xiao Zhi, Xiao Ling didn't fall out with Zheng Qian. He patiently explained, "Military merit has seven levels: Iron-Blooded Recruit, Brave Vanguard, Hundred-Victory General, Iron-Blooded Commander, Dragon Soaring General, Tiger Crouching Marshal, and Peerless War God. Each level from Iron-Blooded Recruit to Dragon Soaring General is further divided into nine sub-levels, Tiger Crouching Marshal has six sub-levels, and Peerless War God has three sub-levels. There are huge differences in military merit between each level, so military merit must be accumulated slowly. There are no level restrictions for exchanging for spirit crystals; one hundred military merits can be exchanged for one low-grade spirit crystal."
Xiao Ling kindly advised Zheng Qian that military merits must be accumulated slowly; having too many ideas and lacking ability would lead to his death.
"I went to the battlefield to fight when I was seven years old, and I've been fighting for twenty years. Now I'm only a level eight Hundred-Victory General." Xiao Ling said that he was only a level eight Hundred-Victory General, but his eyes were full of pride.
At twenty-seven years old, he was a level eight Hundred-Victory Warrior, a feat achieved by fewer than ten individuals in the entire Ghost Wind Rift. And he was one of those ten.
"A hundred-victorious general at level eight? That's impressive. How many military merits does that require?" Zheng Qian could tell from Xiao Ling's eyes that Xiao Ling was very proud at this moment.
"Not much, 140,000 military merits is enough to reach level eight of the Hundred-Victory General." Xiao Ling was even more proud. 140,000 military merits were the result of his twenty years of accumulation. And he had countless wounds, big and small, on his body.
Zheng Qian's eyes were filled with longing. He could earn 10,000 yuan a day by blocking the door, 100,000 yuan in ten days, and 300,000 yuan in a month.
That's right, military merits are easy to earn, very easy to earn.
"Where is there a battle tomorrow? Can you take me to see it? Preferably somewhere where we can block the gate." Zheng Qian looked at Xiao Ling. It was getting late, and the Mou Tower was in the middle of Youfeng Rift Valley. If he wanted to participate in the battle and earn military merits, he naturally had to go to a place where there was a battle.
The Ghost Wind Rift Valley stretches for 350 miles. Since this is Zheng Qian's first time here, he can't just wander around aimlessly looking for a battlefield. The quickest way is to have Xiao Ling, who grew up here, take him there.
"You want to join the battle and block the gate?" Xiao Ling guessed Zheng Qian's thoughts, but still couldn't help asking to confirm that Zheng Qian really wanted to gamble on the demon clan's gate.
Zheng Qian was a little embarrassed, scratched his head and said, "You don't know, I have a group of people behind me waiting to eat and develop, and I need a lot of money. So my time is very tight. If there is a battle today, I would like to participate now. Of course, it would be even better if I could block the gate and get military merits."
Military merits are practically everything in the Ghostly Rift Valley. They can be exchanged for spirit crystals, cultivation techniques, and elixirs. In War Chill City or other cities, military merits can be used to pay for food and lodging. Here, military merits are equivalent to spirit crystals, but spirit crystals cannot be exchanged for military merits.
Military merits are equivalent to spirit crystals, but they are also higher than spirit crystals.
Military merit is valuable, but difficult to inherit. The merits of fallen heroes are converted into spirit crystals and given to their families. Only those who excel in bravery and fearlessness, and whose descendants participate in battles in the Ghost Wind Rift, can inherit their military achievements.
"Dawn Fortress is located at the northernmost end of the Wind Rift Valley. There are battles there every day, making it the fastest way to earn military merits. However, it is also fraught with danger, and many geniuses die in battle every day." Xiao Ling's meaning was clear: more battles mean faster military merits, but also faster deaths.
Zheng Qian, lacking this awareness, looked at Xiao Ling with sincere eyes: "Junior Nephew, can you take me there?"
Nephew/niece?
Xiao Ling was speechless at Zheng Qian's address. Xiao Zhi was his grandfather, Yun Youzi was Xiao Zhi's comrade-in-arms, and Zheng Qian was Yun Youzi's apprentice. According to seniority, Zheng Qian was indeed his uncle.
But you're younger than me, how can you call me that?
Taking a deep breath, Xiao Ling silently thought: "Good advice is useless against a damned ghost."
"Of course you can. Would you like to go in and tell Grandpa Yun?"
"No need. I'm not here for military merits or spirit crystals. My main purpose is to contribute to protecting the safety of humanity. The sooner I get to the battlefield, the sooner I can contribute." Zheng Qian patted his chest. If he hadn't asked Xiao Ling in detail how to earn military merits the fastest, Xiao Ling would have believed him.
Xiao Ling fell silent this time. He had grown up in Zhanlin City, surrounded by hardened soldiers. Even those who weren't soldiers were heroes who wouldn't stoop to lying.
Zheng Qian's words unintentionally made him very unhappy. This place only accommodates two kinds of people: heroes who go on the battlefield to fight the enemy, and logistics personnel who serve the heroes.
Those who talk big and lack practicality are either silent or asleep here. Xiao Ling knew that if Zheng Qian wasn't silenced by the demons, he would be killed and put into a deep sleep by them.
The two boarded the Gale Path. Zheng Qian remained silent, his mind preoccupied with the development of the fifty nations. Xiao Ling, on the other hand, closed his eyes to cultivate, not only diligently improving his strength but also because he didn't want to talk to Zheng Qian.
As night fell, the Dawn Barrier stood at the northern end of the dark rift. On the walls, the glow of millennia-old ice and mithril shimmered with a cold, azure and silvery light under the gentle caress of the moon, like the slumbering eyes of an ancient god, silently gazing upon everything in the darkness.
Night draped the fortress in a deep, dark cloak, while atop the city walls, the occasional shadow of a night hawk, carrying an indomitable will, traversed the tranquil yet perilous night sky.
Legion warriors patrol this silent battlefield with unwavering steps. An inextinguishable flame burns in their hearts. Even in the still of the night, they are determined to defend the peace of humanity, making the Dawn Barrier an insurmountable Great Wall of Steel for the demon race, protecting the warmth and hope of countless homes behind them.
“There is war here every day, and every day new people from all directions join us. They are the fresh blood that sustains the war.” Xiao Ling led Zheng Qian into the Dawn Fortress and gave him a brief introduction.
"This is a fortress jointly managed by the Radiant Legion and the Alliance of Strategists. Due to frequent battles and a large number of new soldiers, many temporary accommodations have been built. Once inside, close and lock the door. The lock on the outside will then show a sign indicating that someone is staying there. You should then look for an unoccupied room to rest."
Xiao Ling led Zheng Qian through an area of three-story stone buildings. The doors were all closed, and the buildings were almost all occupied. They didn't find two unoccupied rooms until they reached the middle section.
Xiao Ling walked into the first room and said, "The accommodation here is free, and you can pay for your food with military merits and money. Get up early tomorrow morning, and I'll take you to register. You can earn military merits on the battlefield."
After Xiao Ling finished speaking, she slammed the door shut.
Zheng Qian entered the room. The bed was covered with clean bedding, indicating that it was regularly cleaned.
Zheng Qian took out a set of bedding from his spatial ring, spread it out, washed up, and lay down to sleep, conserving his energy for tomorrow's battle.