The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor

The decision to gather all armies under the pretext of eliminating the false Emperor and unifying the world was the Princess’s strategy. On the other hand, the Vice Alliance Hierarch’s plan was to have the former Deputy General capture the Princess, then command the entire Heaven Alliance under the guise of rescuing her to seize control of the world.

In the small forest, the Princess, along with her dozen or so guards and Mu Yu, was on the move.

The Princess was already waiting at the meeting point, resting in a pavilion. Her guards were on high alert, observing the surroundings closely.

Although the Deputy General, who had previously traveled along the left mountain path, encountered an ambush, the Heaven Alliance saw that the opposing force consisted of only over two thousand and was going in the wrong direction. Thus, they sent a small contingent to attack, resulting in the Deputy General losing over five hundred men.

They were quite flustered, but since the surroundings were completely silent with no ambushes, the soldiers felt somewhat relieved.

The Princess sat in the pavilion, her beauty and dignity beyond compare.

She coughed lightly twice, and Mu Yu, noticing her discomfort, offered her a water pouch, saying, "Have some water first."

The Princess looked up at him and, with a blush on her cheeks, nodded and began to drink.

After drinking some water, she felt somewhat better.

Wearing such thin clothing early in the morning and coming into these deep mountains, catching a cold was inevitable.

The Princess asked Mu Yu, "What hour is it now?"

Mu Yu replied, "It’s the hour of Si."

The Princess looked up at the distant hills, where a faint touch of green entered her vision, adding a serene touch to the impending battle.

The Princess gently parted her delicate lips and, with an elegant voice, remarked, "It’s almost noon."

Meanwhile, Lin Feng was still naively commanding his five hundred men, completely unaware of the urgent situation.

From the beginning to now, three days and nights had passed, and Lin Feng had not closed his eyes in sleep for three days.

Right when he felt exhausted, the female liaison officer arrived.

"The Alliance Hierarch has already gone into the mountains to meet with the Vice Alliance Hierarch. As the Hierarch’s envoy, shouldn’t you also go?"

For some unknown reason, the female liaison officer informed Lin Feng of this news.

Knowing this information would undoubtedly threaten the Vice Alliance Hierarch’s plan, yet the liaison officer still chose to tell Lin Feng.

At that moment, Lin Feng’s cultivation had reached the Seven Spirit Knot, and with his inherent advantage, he was not afraid of the Eight Spirit Knot’s existence.

Lin Feng, looking at the female liaison officer’s report, pondered for a moment before saying, "Perhaps I should indeed go meet the Alliance Hierarch. The battle is nearing its end, and I need to discuss the next step with the Hierarch."

With that, Lin Feng prepared to leave.

Seeing Lin Feng about to go, the female liaison officer said to him, "Leave this to me. You should hurry now; the Hierarch departed early this morning."

Hearing her elegant yet capable voice, Lin Feng nodded.

Immediately, Lin Feng summoned his Ancient Qiongqi Beast, mounted its back, and quickly headed into the mountains, hoping to reunite with the Princess.

As Lin Feng flew through the sky, the General of the Divine Weapons was leading his army in triumphant return. These people were comical in their stubbornness, celebrating victory after a defeat.

When they ascended the mountain, of the original fifteen thousand troops, only a thousand and five hundred remained when combined with the Deputy General on the left path, totaling a mere three thousand five or six hundred.

Meanwhile, the Heaven Alliance had only lost over a thousand men, leaving more than three thousand, and, excluding Lin Feng, nineteen Hall Masters. Successfully infiltrating Yuhua City, they led the global army, rendering the Western Army insignificant.

As long as the court’s conspiracy was exposed by the Princess, and the rightful rule restored, stripping the Western Camp of command was as simple as revoking military authority over a drink, a much simpler task than war and bloodshed.

The General of the Divine Weapons, tired of remaining in the mountains, yearned for rewards and accolades upon his return. He desired Mo Qingshuang’s praise, higher rank, and titles. At this moment, he wanted many things but not to continue staying here, as this was his most disastrous battle in his military career.

While in his thoughts, Lin Feng flew above on the Ancient Qiongqi when the Deputy General saw it and exclaimed, "Look quickly, that beast is the one that blocked thousands of our men at the Western Camp gate days ago..."

Upon hearing this, the General of the Divine Weapons, never having faced a formidable enemy, became eager at the sight of the Qiongqi Beast flying overhead, viewing it as an opportunity to stretch his combat skills. The sight ignited his battle desire, replacing prior despondency with the excitement of upcoming combat.

Clutching the Sky Halberd, its brilliant blue light shone fiercely, symbolizing divine power and a Divine Artifact. For decades, the General had been invincible on the battlefield with this weapon, but today was destined to be his downfall.

In truth, when the General burned the Heaven Alliance’s camp, it was a strategic abandonment as they moved to plant roots in Yuhua City.

The previous assault by the Western Army took a Hall Master from the Heaven Alliance, and just on the day of his execution, Lin Feng rescued them.

It was all coincidental, culminating in their defeat after Mo Qingshuang was wounded, provoking the Western Camp’s forced mobilization.

However, oblivious, the General of the Divine Weapons boasted, slaughtering his Dragon Horse Beast, offering its blood to energize the halberd.

This weapon demanded fresh blood to enhance its power. Using the Spiritual Horse’s blood, he unleashed the weapon’s potent power. Immense energy burst from it, casting divine light on the Qiongqi Beast, sending it crashing into the woods with a deafening roar.

The Qiongqi, though beyond the Nine Spirit Joints, was injured by the weapon with power exceeding the Nine Spirit Joints. The Mortal World’s beings couldn’t wield such force, limiting Divine Weapons to ordinary strength. But the General’s weapon unleashed energy above the Nine Spirit Joints, enough to wound the Ancient Qiongqi Beast. These injuries were not superficial—the Qiongqi was gravely hurt.

The Qiongqi struggled to land, crashing into rocks, creating a massive crater, a truly tragic sight.

Lin Feng, using all his methods, failed to stabilize the Qiongqi, and as it landed, he floated down, hovering above the crater.

His brow furrowed in concern, his face full of worry.

He feared for his beast, his mind blank.

Back at the General’s side, a Deputy General, shocked by the creature’s sacrifice, lamented to the General, "General, why did you go this far..." His face was full of sorrow and regret, surprised that his General used his prized mount for the weapon’s sake!