My strength increases by one percent every day; I can destroy stars with my bare hands.

"Xuan Cang, Xuan Cang..."

The people of Qingxi Village shouted themselves hoarse, desperately trying to get closer to Li Xuancang.

Their voices were drowned out by the clamor of the crowd and blocked by other people, making it impossible for them to move an inch. They could only watch helplessly as Li Xuancang entered the city.

"No……"

Li Xuancang's figure disappeared completely, and the villagers fell into despair, as if all their energy had been drained away.

When Li Xuancang returned to the military camp, the soldiers had already received advance notice.

"That kid is really lucky; he actually came back unharmed."

Those who had previously declined to go and dared not go to transport the grain secretly marveled at Li Xuancang's good fortune.

They believed that Li Xuancang was able to return safely because he did not encounter barbarians or demons, but little did they know that Li Xuancang and his companions not only encountered barbarians, but also fought a great battle with them.

"Haha, okay."

Zhou Xingzhan was overjoyed. Li Xuancang had completed the mission perfectly, which put him in a great mood. He personally came to wait for him outside the military camp.

Upon approaching the military camp, Li Xuancang spotted Zhou Xingzhan and some generals, and immediately dismounted and walked.

As they approached the camp gate, the other soldiers also saw the human head wrapped in strips of cloth that they were carrying.

Almost everyone was carrying one in their hand; no one was empty-handed.

"Look, what's that?"

"It looks like a human head."

"What? So many heads? Did they kill innocent people and claim credit for it?"

"..."

The soldiers recognized the severed head that Wang Xiaoniu and his men were carrying and gasped in shock.

Most people thought that Wang Xiaoniu and his group killed innocent people to claim credit for their crimes.

Such things are not uncommon in the military, and even if they are discovered, they are often turned a blind eye.

Zhou Xingzhan also saw the heads that everyone was carrying, and the smile on his face disappeared, replaced by a frown.

He had a very high opinion of Li Xuancang. If Li Xuancang killed innocent people and claimed credit for them, it would prove that he, like everyone else, had misjudged him.

"Li Xuancang, you're nothing special."

The centurions and battalion commanders sneered inwardly, thinking that Li Xuancang was just like them, killing innocent people and claiming credit for his crimes.

Upon arriving at Zhou Xingzhan's side, Li Xuancang respectfully reported back.

"Greetings, Captain. I have successfully carried out my mission and brought back all the grain from Qingyuan County."

Zhou Xingzhan nodded and asked, "You've had a hard time. Did you encounter any danger on this trip?"

Zhou Xingzhan stared intently at Li Xuancang, awaiting his reply.

Without much thought, Li Xuancang replied directly, "Reporting to the Commandant, on our return journey, we were ambushed by over a thousand barbarians. Fortunately, our soldiers fought bravely and managed to repel them with great difficulty."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xingzhan's eyes were filled with disappointment. Li Xuancang was just like everyone else, slaughtering ordinary people, impersonating barbarians, and deceiving others for credit.

As Li Xuancang finished speaking, the scene fell silent. Everyone stared at his face as if he were a fool.

Even if someone wanted to claim credit for something, they would at least have to come up with a plausible lie. To fabricate a story that thousands of barbarians were involved is utterly foolish.

If a thousand barbarians were to actually attack, there would surely be experts at the Blood Condensation Realm who would be mobilized. Li Xuancang's five hundred men would only face certain death against a thousand barbarians.

But Li Xuancang and the others stood perfectly fine in front of everyone. Wasn't that treating everyone like fools?

Before Zhou Xingzhan could speak, centurion Zhang Tianhai couldn't help but mock, "Commander Li is truly remarkable. He managed to escape unscathed from over a thousand barbarians. Such skill is admirable."

Upon hearing this, the others echoed it in sarcastic remarks.

"Commander Li, how did you manage to escape unscathed from thousands of barbarians? Could you teach us some escape techniques?"

"Commander Li's escape methods are truly admirable; we can only look up to him in awe."

"Commander Li, could you explain in detail how you managed to escape unscathed?"

"..."

Killing innocent people and claiming credit for them was a common occurrence, and everyone originally intended to keep it a secret.

But Li Xuancang completely treated everyone like fools, and they couldn't tolerate it, so they immediately launched an attack.

Li Xuancang remained unfazed by the mocking and sarcastic gazes of the crowd.

"We don't need to run away. Defeat the barbarians, and we'll be able to retreat unscathed."

Li Xuancang remained unmoved by the crowd's sarcasm and ridicule, speaking calmly as if he were recounting a trivial matter.

Upon hearing this, everyone's expression changed, and they could no longer bear it.

"I can't take it anymore, Li Xuancang. Do you really think everyone is a fool?"

"Li Xuancang, with thousands of barbarians attacking, how can you possibly survive? If you want to kill innocent people and claim credit, you need to come up with a plausible reason."

"Li Xuancang, have you lost your mind?"

"..."

Seeing that Li Xuancang was still being stubborn, everyone erupted and sternly rebuked him.

Facing the emotionally charged and aggressive crowd, Li Xuancang remained calm and composed.

"You all accuse me of killing innocent people and claiming credit for them. Do you have any evidence? If you cannot produce any evidence, wouldn't that be a slander? What should you do then?"

Li Xuancang's gaze swept over the crowd, showing no intention of backing down.

"Li Xuancang, you are truly stubborn and incorrigible. If you really defeat thousands of barbarians, I will give you my seat."

Zhang Tianhai had never seen such a shameless person and was determined to expose Li Xuancang's lies.

"If you have truly defeated thousands of barbarians, we will apologize to you."

Others also rushed to speak, they simply did not believe Li Xuancang's nonsense.

Even if a centurion at the Blood Condensation Realm were to intervene, it would be impossible for only 500 men to defeat 1,000 barbarians with minimal casualties and preserve the food supplies.

They all believed that Li Xuancang was deceiving everyone, and there was absolutely no other possibility.

Zhou Xingzhan remained silent, but the disappointment in his eyes grew stronger.

The soldiers heard the commotion and came over to watch.

"The lie of 'defeating a thousand barbarians' is easily exposed, isn't it?"

"Lord Li is still too young; he doesn't even know how to make his lies believable."

"Now he's in an awkward position; let's see how he handles it."

"..."

The soldiers shared the same thought as Zhang Tianhai and his men: they believed that Li Xuancang could not possibly defeat thousands of barbarians.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Li Xuancang waved his hand, and the soldiers behind him stepped forward, unwrapping the strips of cloth covering the barbarian heads, revealing piles of bloody barbarian heads in front of everyone.

"Impossible, impossible."

"How...how is this possible?"

"It's not true, this can't be true."

"..."

Upon seeing the hundreds of barbarian heads, everyone was horrified and trembled violently. Their eyes were fixed on the barbarian heads, unable to look away.

There is a clear difference between barbarians and humans; everyone can tell at a glance that these are barbarians, not people who kill innocent people and claim credit for their crimes.

It was precisely because they recognized it as the head of a barbarian that everyone was so terrified.

This means that Li Xuancang and his men killed at least several hundred barbarians, proving that Li Xuancang's words were not a lie, but a fact.