The Star Train's Journey Through the Heavens

Chapter 122 When will the Grand Diviner become a general?
It was another sunny and breezy day. Meng Huaifeng's "One Hundred Ways for Transmigrators to Die" series had already been updated more than ten times. Recently, it had become difficult to find any truly groundbreaking ways to die, so Meng Huaifeng had decided to temporarily suspend the series.

Although the most popular story is the "Five Heroes of the Clouds" storytelling, half of the customers also chose other stories or customized fantasy worlds. Most of the experiences were unremarkable, but there were still some interesting materials, enough for him to update for a while.

"March, aren't you practicing your sword today?" Meng Huaifeng asked March 7, who had moved a chair over and was lying down next to him.

"I've been practicing swordsmanship at a high intensity for ten days straight. What's wrong with taking a day off? Master Jingliu is really strict. He's really exhausted me." March 7th looked completely burnt out.

"Learning is like rowing against the current; if you don't move forward, you fall behind..."

"Stop, stop, stop! Don't lecture me like Danheng does." San Yueqi looked at Meng Huaifeng with dissatisfaction.

"Alright, what level are you at with your swordsmanship now?" Meng Huaifeng asked curiously.

"Master Jingliu said that I have already mastered the basics, and as long as I practice diligently, I can make rapid progress. After reaching the bottleneck, I can seek guidance from General Jingyuan or Brother Yanqing. It's a pity that Master Jingliu is gone. I don't know when I will see her again," March 7 said with some nostalgia.

“The foundation of the Mirror Flow theory is definitely not the same as the foundation in the eyes of ordinary people, right?” Meng Huaifeng said.

“Of course, well, my little brother Yanqing said that in terms of swordsmanship alone, he’s at the same level as he was when he was eleven years old,” March 7 said with some pride.

"Eleven years old? Pfft..." Meng Huaifeng hurriedly covered his mouth, almost bursting out laughing.

"What's with that expression? Brother Yanqing is a genius. He was already considered average in the Yunqi Army when he was eleven! I've only been learning for ten days, and I'm already doing really well, okay?" March 7th pinched Meng Huaifeng with her little hand, feeling embarrassed and annoyed.

"Hiss~, let go, let go. It was my oversight that you only practiced swordsmanship for ten days. Little Sanyue is really amazing, worthy of being called a peerless genius." Meng Huaifeng praised with a grin.

"Of course." March 7th proudly raised his chin.

"Meng Huaifeng, March 7th, we meet again." A familiar voice came from in front of the stall.

Meng Huaifeng sat up slightly and said in surprise, "Grand Diviner? What brings you out shopping today?"

"I... cough, I've been dealing with Luofu's affairs for so many days and I'm feeling a bit tired. Now that Jingyuan has finally returned to take over, I'll rest for half a day for now," Fu Xuan said with some regret.

"Did you hear that? In March, even the Grand Diviner has been working hard for so many days, and he has dark circles under his eyes. He only rested for half a day. Don't you feel guilty if you rest for a day?" Meng Huaifeng nudged March 7.

"Absolutely not." March 7 rolled her eyes, admitting that she couldn't compare to Fu Xuan, the workaholic and the King of Rolling.

"Sigh, dark circles? Do I really have them?" Fu Xuan hurriedly took out a small mirror and looked at himself. He didn't know if it was just his imagination, but he felt that the skin around his eyes was indeed a little darker.

“Don’t listen to his nonsense. The Grand Diviner has such good skin, where would he get dark circles under his eyes?” March 7th said.

Fu Xuan put away the small mirror with some skepticism, and sighed, "The position of general is indeed not easy to hold. Every move must be taken into account from all aspects. If you are not careful, there will be endless troubles."

"Could it be that you're meddling too much, Lord Taibu?" Meng Huaifeng said, not believing that Jingyuan would honestly handle so many things.

“The position of general is of utmost importance; how can it be taken lightly? This is my duty, hmm,” Fu Xuan said.

“I think she’s actually enjoying it,” March 7th whispered in Meng Huaifeng’s ear.

Meng Huaifeng nodded in agreement, while Fu Xuan remained expressionless, pretending not to hear.

"I wonder what brings you here, Master Taibu? Have you come to experience the wonders of storytelling?" Meng Huaifeng asked.

"That's one aspect. Your storytelling performances have recently gained popularity on the Immortal Ship, and I am indeed quite curious. On the other hand, I also want to inform you that you should go to the Divine Strategy Mansion at noon tomorrow to receive the Immortal Ship's reward for its assistance to the Starry Sky Train," Fu Xuan said.

"Has the general finally delivered the promised benefits? Can you tell us what they are?" March 7 asked, his eyes shining.

"The Star Train has risked its life for Luofu, and its loyalty is evident. After discussion among the Six Emperors, from this day forward, you are all sworn allies of Luofu. Within Luofu's territory, you will receive the highest level of treatment, as if you were all alliance envoys," Fu Xuan said.

"Wow! Even though they didn't give us anything practical, it sounds pretty cool," March 7 exclaimed.

“How could they not give us anything tangible? They’ll definitely give it to us on-site tomorrow,” Meng Huaifeng said.

“That’s right, please rest assured, Luo Fu’s return will definitely satisfy you all.” Fu Xuan nodded.

"So, what would you like to experience, Master Taibu? Just so you know, if the experience is interesting enough, I'll post it on my account," Meng Huaifeng reminded him.

"It's alright." Fu Xuan didn't care. That would definitely be my moment to shine. It would be a good opportunity for everyone to see my abilities. I am much more competent than Jing Yuan.

"I don't need a script; I'll create illusions based on reality."

“I am unaware of many of the secrets of the Immortal Ship, and there may be discrepancies. However, if you agree, I can capture your thoughts in real time and generate an illusion that will be basically consistent with what you know about the Immortal Ship,” Meng Huaifeng said.

"Okay, that's settled then. How much?"

"What are you talking about money? By the way, do I need you to assume the identity of a general?" Meng Huaifeng asked.

"I'm not the kind of person who plays games for free." Fu Xuan wrinkled his little nose, slapped a handful of arrows in front of the teahouse proprietress, and said domineeringly, "I don't need it. I will earn the position of general myself."

The young proprietress, Mengming, fawned over Fu Xuan, bringing her a chair so she could sit down nearby.

"Get ready, don't resist." Meng Huaifeng said, using his skill on Fu Xuan.

With Fu Xuan's strength, if he resisted, he could easily break free from the illusion and wake up.

Seeing Fu Xuan trapped in the illusion, March 7th whispered, "I think the Grand Diviner hasn't had enough of being a general yet, so he came to the illusion to continue experiencing it."

"We should see through it but not say it out loud," Meng Huaifeng said.

"I'm not stupid, of course I won't say that in front of the diviner."

"Really? I don't believe it."

"Do you not believe the first half or the second half?" March 7th's eyes were unfriendly.

"Hey."

"Hey, you're kidding me! Take this elbow strike!"

"Stop fooling around, do you want to see how well Fu Xuan is doing as a general?" Meng Huaifeng asked.

"Look!"

Meng Huaifeng summoned his phone, opened Fu Xuan's illusion, and squeezed his head together with San Yueqi's to watch it.

In the illusion, Fu Xuan ran to Jing Yuan to ask for the position of general.

Fu Xuan: At the next meeting of the Six Emperors, don't forget to recommend me as a general.

Jing Yuan: The Dan Ding Division has suffered more than half its casualties, and I also have to take the blame for Fu Qing from the Alliance. Let's talk about it after this period of time passes.

Fu Xuan: Hmm, that's fine too.

Ten years later.

Jingyuan: Fuqing, keep up the good work, and in a while I'll make you the general of Luofu.

Fu Xuan: Really? That's great!

One hundred years later.

Jingyuan: Fuqing, you have quite a lot of experience. After I step down in a while, I will make you the general of Luofu.

Fu Xuan: Really? That's great!

Five hundred years later. On a tombstone, Fu Xuan's spirit lingered unwillingly.

Jing Yuan: Sigh, Fu Qing, if you had held on for another two hours, you would have been the general of the Luofu Immortal Ship. There's no way around it, the next general will have to be Yan Qing.

Yanqing: Really? That's great!

……

When Fu Xuan awoke from the illusion, his face was extremely gloomy, and a powerful low pressure emanated from him, making people afraid to even breathe loudly.

Meng Huaifeng and March 7 looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Ahem, Lord Taibu, as I said, the illusion is generated in real time by capturing your thoughts. The reason why this happened in the illusion is simply because General Jingyuan has been perfunctory with you too many times in the past. You have developed a psychological shadow and instinctively believe that he is just perfunctorily dealing with you again this time, which is why there has been no progress. It has nothing to do with me," Meng Huaifeng explained innocently.

"Jing Yuan!" Fu Xuan said through gritted teeth, his resentment almost overflowing.

Jing Yuan, who was resting his chin on his hand in front of the documents at the Shence Mansion, was jolted awake from his sleep.

"I suddenly have a bad feeling. What's going on?" Jing Yuan muttered to himself. "Never mind, I'll just watch the live stream and browse some videos."

After Meng Huaifeng finished editing the video, March 7 said in a somewhat frightened tone, "No, Huaifeng, are you really going to post this? Aren't you afraid that Fu Xuan will come back and fight us to the death?"

“I asked her before, and she said it was fine,” Meng Huaifeng said.

“I feel like she might have changed her mind now. Should we ask her again?” March 7th said.

"Lord Fu Xuan is a man of his word, he keeps his promises, how could he possibly go back on his word? Don't worry, everything will be fine." Meng Huaifeng clicked "post".

When will the Grand Diviner become a general?

comment:

Playing cards recklessly: No wonder the Diviner looked so grim when he came back, it was all because of you! You're truly wicked, and now you'll have to work overtime again!

Rainbow7854: Fu Xuan is still very young, he should be fine in 500 years.

Not fireworks: This is so much fun! I want to play with fireworks too!

Uncle Cold Legs: Hurry up, it's in the Luofu Immortal Ship, at the Star Chariot Sea Central Hub, look for Meng Huaifeng of the Starry Sky Train, don't look for the wrong person.

Real-name internet access: Haha, interesting, but the general is getting old, he probably won't live that long.

Invincible Swordsman 123: Who are you? How dare you curse the general? State your name if you dare.

Real-name internet access: Yanqing?
Invincible Swordsman 123: Huh?

A gentle breeze (author) @RealNameOnline: Still laughing, the Grand Diviner said I can become a general today, and he's already gone to get his sword.

Not fireworks: Fight! Fight! I want to see rivers of blood.

Zhao Xiang: Don't listen to his nonsense, Tai Bu never said that.

Taibu Si, a sliver of the sun sank into Fu Xuan's body, which was radiating a low-pressure atmosphere.

"What are you still hesitating about? He doesn't want you to be a general at all, he's just placating you. With your sword in hand, come with me, and tomorrow you'll be the general of Luofu!" Suiyang tempted. The rebellious flames love to rebel against their superiors and stir up the emotions of those who are rebellious and defiant. It's a pity that it gained its freedom a little too late, otherwise the Medicine King and the leader of Dan Shu would be its favorite host.

"Who are you?" Fu Xuan asked.

"Who I am is unimportant. What matters is that I can help you become a general. He's almost at the age of demonic possession, yet he still clings to power. He's utterly corrupt. He should have passed the position to a more outstanding young man long ago. That's you. Only you can lead the Immortal Ship to even greater heights." Pan Yan continued to incite, amplifying Fu Xuan's desire to become a general, amplifying it little by little, and amplifying it even more!

“You’re right, but how can I become a general?” Fu Xuan felt that what Pan Yan said was correct.

"Arrange five hundred axemen in the Taibu Si to lure General Xianzhou here. With a single command, chop him into mincemeat, and the position of general will naturally be yours."

"Hehe." Fu Xuan's desire to become a general was stronger than ever before, but she wasn't stupid. What kind of axemen could chop the envoy into mincemeat?

You've been listening to too many storytelling performances, haven't you?
This thing is unreliable; you have to rely on yourself.

Just before it was time to leave work, Fu Xuan arrived at the Shence Mansion and stopped Jing Yuan from making his escape.

Could they really be here to seize the throne?
Jing Yuan glanced at Fu Xuan and saw that he didn't seem to be carrying any weapons, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"General Jingyuan, when will you recommend me for the position of general?" Fu Xuan asked with a serious expression.

"Don't be anxious, Fu Qing. Let's wait until this incident has passed before we talk about it. The Dan Ding Division has suffered more than half of its casualties, and I still have to take the blame for Fu Qing from the Alliance." Jing Yuan said habitually.

After saying that, he suddenly realized that what he said sounded somewhat familiar.

Seeing the slightly crumbling expression on Fu Xuan's face, Jing Yuan quickly tried to salvage the situation, saying, "Fu Qing, I swear I'm absolutely telling the truth this time. I'll recommend you as soon as this storm passes!"

"Heh." Fu Xuan sneered and left dejectedly.

Jingyuan, you'll regret this!

Jing Yuan gave a wry smile. What kind of mess is this?
His expression suddenly changed. Oh no, such an excellent ox or horse, would it quit?
……

Just as Meng Huaifeng was about to pack up his stall, Gui Naifen sneakily approached him.

"Hey, Brother Huaifeng, have you heard?" Gui Naifen whispered in Meng Huaifeng's ear.

"What did you hear?" Meng Huaifeng asked.

“Recently, many strange things have happened on Luofu Mountain. Some people heard two people talking, but when they got closer, they found that there was only one person. Others said that they felt that their wives seemed to have become different people, and were not their original wives anymore. And there are more…” Gui Naifen told Meng Huaifeng about the strange things she had collected in a mysterious manner.

March 7th's ears perked up, and although its face grew paler and paler, it moved closer and closer.

“The most crucial point is that these posts or videos are quickly blocked after appearing online. If there’s really no problem, why would they be blocked? In the words of the Immortal Boat, isn’t this an attempt to cover up the truth? So, Xiao Gui, I’m sure there’s something wrong here! Maybe there really is something sinister on this Immortal Boat!” Gui Naifen said with certainty.

"Ah? A ghost?" March 7th exclaimed in surprise.

"Keep your voice down, family. My name is Gui Naifen, you can call me Xiao Guizi. You must be Miss March 7th from the Starry Sky Train?" Gui Naifen looked around and, finding no disturbance, relaxed.

"Yes, I am March 7th, hello. Why are you telling us this?" March 7th asked.

"Hehe, based on the strange things that have happened on the Immortal Ship recently, I, Gui Zi, am planning to seize the opportunity and go to the Immortal Ship's haunted place, Suiyuan, tonight to investigate. But I'm not confident and a little scared, so I'd like to invite the heroes of the Starry Sky Train and Gui Zi to go with me. You guys are so amazing, even if there really are ghosts, you can handle them, right?" Gui Naifen asked, rubbing her hands together.

"This...we've never seen a ghost before..." March 7th wasn't very confident, but he didn't want to ruin the image of the nameless stranger in other people's eyes.

"It might be Suiyang," Meng Huaifeng suggested.

March 7th suddenly realized, but still couldn't help whispering, "What if it isn't?"

“Even if it’s not Suiyang, it’s definitely a spiritual energy life form. What’s there to be afraid of? Your Six-Phase Ice should be useful,” Meng Huaifeng said.

"Should?" March 7th's eyes widened slightly.

"How about it, do you want to go? We'll split the profits from this live stream in half!" Gui Naifen said.

“Go! But would you mind adding one more person?” Meng Huaifeng said.

"Of course I don't mind, the more the merrier! More people means more courage."

[Gentle Breeze: Ah Xing, don't say I don't think of you when there's something fun to do. There's something fun going on, do you want to come?]
[Galaxy Baseball Man: Yes!]
[A gentle breeze embraces me: I'm waiting for you.]
(End of this chapter)