He was resurrected indefinitely and handed over to the state by the headmistress.

"General, something terrible has happened! Those troublemakers from the Divine Sword Battalion have started fighting again!"

Above the ruins of an abandoned restaurant, a soldier hurriedly flew in, his voice preceding his arrival.

Upon hearing this, Shangguan Zheng frowned, several young, arrogant, and unruly faces flashing through his mind. He felt a headache coming on and sighed helplessly.

"The Divine Sword Battalion? It's them again... Let's go check it out!"

The young men sent by those powerful families for "training" treated the military camp like their own backyard, relying on their strong backgrounds. They would cause trouble every now and then, giving the general a lot to worry about.

However, he had just taken a step when he remembered something, and quickly turned to look at Lu Chen, a smile spreading across his face:

"By the way, Uncle, Aunt Hua, why don't you two come and visit together?"

"Since we're just killing time anyway, might as well see the spirit and morale of our border guards!"

Lu Chen thought for a moment, and since he had nothing else to do, he nodded.

"Alright, let's go take a look."

"Let's go! Let's go together!"

Shangguan was overjoyed and quickly called to everyone.

"I'm going too!"

"I'm going too!"

Canglong, Miaotiaojun, and others followed, and the group headed towards the teleportation array not far away.

Behind them came Li Erniang's roar.

She looked at the restaurant in front of her, which had been reduced to ruins by Shangguan Zheng's punch, and stomped her feet in anger.

However, Shangguan Zheng and his group had already stepped into the teleportation array. With a flash of light, their figures disappeared without a trace, and they didn't hear her roar at all.

"Wife..."

Beside him, Cao Dajun leaned closer, his gaze burning as he looked at Li Erniang's now curvaceous and alluring figure, his voice hoarse.

"How about... we have some fun first? Anyway, the restaurant won't be fixed anytime soon..."

"You wish!!"

Li Erniang rolled her eyes at him and spat in annoyance.

But for some reason, her heart started beating faster than usual.

She turned around, took out a small mirror, and carefully examined her young and delicate face. The corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up slightly.

For decades, she never imagined that she would regain her youth.

"You're my wife! If I don't think about you, why would I think about other women?"

Seeing her like this, Cao Dajun grew even bolder. He licked his chapped lips and spoke in a domineering voice.

"Besides, you are my legal wife, you have no right to resist!"

After saying that, he chuckled, suddenly bent down, and hoisted Li Erniang, who was still looking in the mirror, onto his shoulder.

He strode towards the dormitory area not far away, muttering to himself:

"Let's aim for ten children per pregnancy! To ensure the Cao family line continues!"

"Put me down! You bastard!!"

Li Erniang cried out in alarm and struggled to pound on Cao Dajun's back, but the force was too great.

It was less of a rebellion and more of a playful banter between husband and wife—soft, weak, and utterly intimidating.

"Hehe, my beauty, you'd better obediently submit to your husband!"

Cao Dajun, channeling his inner drama queen, let out a smug, wicked laugh and quickened his pace.

Li Erniang blushed and buried her burning cheeks in Cao Dajun's broad back, ceasing her struggle.

The two of them couldn't remember how many years it had been since they had been this intimate.

Since she developed a chronic illness, an invisible barrier seemed to separate the two of them, and their married life became bland and uneventful.

At that moment, a hint of anticipation arose in both of their hearts...

the other side.

With a flash of light, Shangguan Zheng and his group passed through the teleportation array and arrived at the Divine Sword Camp.

The air here was filled with an even sharper sword intent. Looking up, the projection of the inverted cyan giant sword in the sky was even larger than the one seen in the Iron Blood Camp.

On the platform beneath the giant sword, one could vaguely see many soldiers sitting cross-legged, eyes closed, concentrating, using the vast sword intent to hone their own sword energy.

This is the Divine Sword Battalion, one of the ten military camps along the 9527 border defense line!

Meanwhile, in the center of the Divine Sword Camp, the huge arena was bustling with activity and filled with noise.

"Go for it! Go for it! Give it your all!"

"Hit him! Beat him! Don't be a coward!"

The soldiers watching shouted, their expressions filled with excitement.

In the center of the arena, two figures faced each other from afar.

One of them was tall and burly, holding what appeared to be an ordinary wooden sword, yet his body was surrounded by a blood-red aura, as if possessed by a demon god, radiating a suffocating sense of oppression.

It’s Furukawa!

Opposite him, Ye Linfeng knelt on one knee, his long sword deeply embedded in the ground, supporting his swaying body.

He was drenched in sweat, panting heavily, but his eyes were fixed on Furukawa above him, filled with resentment.

He never expected that the other party would be the first to reach level 100.

He was still stuck at level 99, and the breakthrough mission was not yet completed.

The difference of just one level is like heaven and earth in terms of strength!

"Ye Linfeng, you are no match for me."

Furukawa looked down from his high vantage point, his voice arrogant.

His gaze shifted to Ye Linyuan, who was watching the fight from the edge of the arena, and a provocative smile curled at the corner of his lips:

"Ye Linyuan, you come at me too! My level is higher than yours, so it's fair for me to take on two of you!"

Ye Linyuan's face was ashen, and his fists were clenched tightly.

How could he not want to go up and fight alongside his brother?

But if he goes up there, it will be two against one, and regardless of the outcome, the Ye family will lose all face!

Winning by overwhelming the enemy with numbers is an unfair victory.

To lose would be an even greater disgrace, making them a laughingstock of the entire Divine Sword Camp!