Chasing after her husband? Is it even possible to win him back?

"Suit yourself, I won't care if you go hungry." Chu Xunfeng didn't mind, but after hearing what Queya said, he controlled his appetite a little and didn't eat to his heart's content, leaving nearly half of the seafood.

Chu Xunfeng's indifferent attitude actually made Queya feel quite comfortable.

This is also why Queya felt that Chu Xunfeng was extraordinary—his calm demeanor and his elusive aura.

It was a simple employment arrangement, without any condescending disdain or presumptuous sympathy.

That's fine.

After lunch, Chu Xunfeng asked Queya about the Dragon Leap. After hearing a lot of locals' opinions on the Dragon Leap from Queya, he called out to Queya and told him that his work for the day could be finished.

Back in the small courtyard, Chu Xunfeng took out "The Overlord Spear" from his storage bag and began to study it carefully.

The military training system begins with practicing techniques, training soldiers, accumulating strength, and concentrating intent.

While struggling with the man in black over the spear in the remote mountains of the South, Chu Xunfeng had already discerned his own intentions from the man in black's intentions.

The man in black who attacked Xu Bailing was holding a long spear and intently preparing for battle.

"A warrior's will to fight to the death... Are you Zhao Xin?" Chu Xunfeng shook his head helplessly.

If it were in Baidi City, he might have been able to discuss things with his master and gradually figure out his own intentions, but now... Chu Xunfeng can only rely on himself.

Perhaps, there's also this book, "The Overlord's Spear," in my hand.

Although it is only a military manual for those at the fourth level of cultivation, it must have some merit to be considered a cultivation manual.

"Take one step forward, move the spear five feet, using the sweeping motion as a foundation, the spear moves like a snake, striking three inches with resilience, the spear's circumference is two feet..."

Chu Xunfeng examined the Overlord Spear, and the more he looked, the more he felt that something was not quite right.

This Overlord Spear appears to only advance and never retreat, but... if the enemy doesn't retreat, what's the point of my advance?

Should we go forward to our deaths?

After all, he had been taught by a master at the Life and Death Realm for a month. Although he had never studied military strategy, he was somewhat sensitive to these things that Chu Xunfeng had never encountered before.

The Overlord Spear... Xiang Yu, the Overlord of Western Chu!

A flash of inspiration struck Chu Xunfeng, and he flipped through "The Overlord Spear" again. He suddenly understood what kind of military manual this seemingly flawed Overlord Spear actually was.

This isn't meant for people to fight one-on-one; it's meant for people to charge into battle.

The intent to break through enemy lines... Overlord Spear...

When did Xiang Yu, the Hegemon-King of Western Chu, ever lead an army into battle?

Even with my back to the river, I will still sing a heroic song: When has the King of Western Chu ever had to live a life of cowardice?

If I take another step forward, there will be an army of ten thousand men in front of me. Looking around, all I see are enemies. Why should I retreat?

To retreat means certain death!

Chu Xunfeng closed the military manual in his hand, shut his eyes, and fell into deep thought.

His thoughts had completely transcended the military manual that was only at the beginning of the fourth realm. The moves and routines that he had not yet mastered had now become an advantage for him during his moment of enlightenment. The Overlord Spear had only given Chu Xunfeng a starting point and a framework.

The content within the framework is no longer what was in "Overlord Spear," but rather another image and another set of things, which are gradually becoming clear.

I, the overlord, ride my horse and charge into the enemy ranks... It is not I who am trapped, but the enemy who is trapped in my formation!

This means there is no turning back; it's an attack, a conquest! Unparalleled in the world!

The intention is to attack and conquer, to challenge anyone encountered, and to charge into battle when facing an enemy.

This also subtly aligns with Chu Xunfeng's consistent philosophy of "breaking" in physical cultivation. In attack and conquest, there is only success or failure, with absolutely no way to draw or retreat.

Chu Xunfeng opened his eyes, a sharp intent flashing across his face before disappearing completely.

[Congratulations, user. Another piece of the Three Cultivation Method has been added.] Suddenly, a light screen unfolded before Chu Xunfeng's eyes. The young man looked up at the sky, which was now completely dark yellow, as if it were on fire.

"The whole afternoon?"

A day and a half has passed.

Chu Xunfeng was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh. The young man stood up, stretched his stiff body, and then strode out of the courtyard.

The book "Overlord Spear" on the stone table was no longer enough. The Overlord Spear only gave Chu Xunfeng an introduction and a framework. To truly fill in this framework, he needed more spear-related military manuals, the more basic the better.

Learn from the strengths of many schools of thought and incorporate what is useful into your own.

After all, the path he took was different from that of traditional practitioners.

Other military cultivators learn by first cultivating their military skills and building up their power and concentration, but he did the complete opposite. He concentrated his power first, and now he needs to go back and gradually build up his power before learning to recruit and cultivate soldiers.

At this time, no one knew that the cultivation methods that had been practiced for nearly a thousand years in the three regions of Kyushu had been completely overturned.

As night approached, Chu Xunfeng returned to the small courtyard, carrying a black iron rod he had taken from the weapons shop on his shoulder, with a cloth bag full of military manuals hanging from the end of the rod.

He stopped in front of the villa.

The guests who heard the footsteps turned to look at Chu Xunfeng.

Dressed in a bright red fish-patterned skirt and with a gentle smile, Hong Ji bowed slightly to Chu Xunfeng, who was returning home at night, and said, "Young Master Chu."

"Miss Hongji, is there something you need?"

"Yes, His Highness sent me with the training method for the Cloud Qi Divine Power. Also, I would like to ask if you are comfortable staying here, and if you need anything."

"There's no immediate need," Chu Xunfeng said with a light laugh.

He's been staying in this small courtyard for two days, but he hasn't even gone through the gate a few times. As for the next period of time, he probably won't be in the mood to pay attention to the quality of life.

Don't be fooled by Chu Xunfeng's seemingly friendly conversation with Hong Ji.

He was itching to get back to the courtyard and try out the thick, sturdy thing in his hand.

"Then, the items are entrusted to you, young master. If you need anything in your daily life, you can go to Denglong Pavilion and find the manager there. You can contact me from there."

"Thank you very much, Miss Hongji." Chu Xunfeng took the three thick books from Hongji's hands and watched her gradually disappear into the distance.

Next, it's time to read.

Nine sets of military manuals, plus three sets of bloodline supernatural powers.

Sure, I can prepare in advance. I won't need to go out for about two months.

Chapter 47, Autumn Passes and Winter Arrives

Autumn has gone, winter has come.

Last night, Xu Bailing, who had been practicing swordplay in the snow and watching the water freeze, pushed open the door of the small building at the foot of Lonely Peak Mountain.

The small house where Chu Xunfeng once lived for a month and a half is now uninhabited. Occasionally, Xu Bailing, who misses him, will come to this small house to spend a day by herself, to give herself a breather.

She couldn't stay by her mother's side any longer.

Regardless of the type of practitioner, spiritual practice is about cultivating the mind. Concentrating one's "intention" is closely related to the practitioner's mental state, and the "intention" will also, in turn, affect the practitioner's mental state.

Two months ago, Xu Bailing, who had returned to Baidi City from the Southern Wilderness Mountains, experienced a two-month stagnation in her cultivation. However, she finally achieved concentration yesterday amidst the raging winds and snow that filled the world.

"Sharp" intention.

If one does not conceal their sharpness, their vigor will be unstoppable.

The young lady pushed open the door of the small building, threw out her long sword, stepped onto the flying sword, and headed straight for the Sword Pavilion.

Now that she understood, she finally had the will to face her uncle.

As Xu Bailing landed on the huge platform in front of the Sword Pavilion, a haughty young man in black approached her.

Ding Yusong, the only son of the Second Elder.

"Young Miss, it's been a long time..." Before the greeting could be finished, a sharp sword intent shot out, grazing the young man's face and drawing a line of blood.

"Get out." A cold, icy tone and a chilling word pierced Ding Yusong's ears.

Ding Yusong's eyes twitched, and his face trembled slightly.

Xu Bailing held her sword behind her back, staring coldly at Ding Yusong. "Don't think that just because he's no longer in Baidi City, that matter is over. Ding Yusong, you're only at the mid-stage of the Qi and Blood Realm, yet you don't focus on cultivation and instead flaunt yourself all day long. If your father weren't the Second Elder of Baidi City, you would already be a corpse."

“You…” Ding Yusong stared at the young lady’s frozen lake-blue eyes and suddenly shivered.

She dared to kill, dared to kill me...

"I suggest you stay away from me. For your own safety, others might not dare to do anything to you, but I'm never like everyone else." With that sarcastic remark, Xu Bailing walked straight towards Ding Yusong. Seeing the young man in black standing there in a daze, she spoke again, "Make way, get out of the way."

Ding Yusong subconsciously took a step back, his eyes fixed on Xu Bailing, whose temperament had changed drastically.

The disciples of Baidi City around them were also stunned as Xu Bailing's figure stepped into the Sword Pavilion.

How dare she! How dare she speak to me like that!

Ding Yusong stared at Xu Bailing's retreating figure with twitching eyelids. Enraged, the young man suddenly turned to the disciples of Baidi City around him and shouted, "Get lost! Who do you think you are, daring to laugh at me!"

The White Emperor City disciples who had been watching the spectacle suddenly dispersed, but not all of them were like Ding Yusong, bullying the weak and fearing the strong. However, they were all pulled back by their classmates and friends.

After standing there in a fit of impotent rage for a while, Ding Yusong stormed off from the huge platform in front of the Sword Pavilion. When he reached the middle of the mountain, Ding Yusong suddenly stopped.

There's no need to rush, absolutely no need to rush.

Ding Yusong's eyes flickered as he recalled the way Xu Bailing had stared at him earlier—that cold, disgusted look… This version of her was more interesting than the cold woman she used to be.

"Once Father's plan begins... you will eventually become my plaything!"

After muttering a vicious remark, Ding Yusong's mood suddenly brightened. "And that Chu Xunfeng, it's only because you ran fast enough, otherwise I would have taken you down first."