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Tasks have been assigned.

Fu Xuan then summoned Ting Yun.

She was appointed as the ferryman of the Celestial Ship Bureau to guide the Star Train, leading everyone along the Works and Construction Bureau's path.

Tingyun maintained her standard business smile, her fox ears slightly drooping, and politely responded.

"This humble woman will certainly not fail in her mission."

Xing saw Tingyun walking over and subconsciously glanced at Qiye.

Qi Ye shook his head and silently mouthed two words.

"Don't move."

Xing nodded, took half a step back, and said nothing more.

Everyone said their goodbyes.

Before leaving, Xing patted Qiye on the shoulder and gave him some instructions.

"Take care, Your Highness. I'll be waiting for you to come back."

Qi Ye nodded and replied, "Your Majesty, please rest assured."

She crouched down again and patted Jingliu's head, saying solemnly:

"Great General Who Protects the Nation, I entrust my Imperial Concubine to you."

"The Great General Who Protects the Nation?"

Jingliu tilted his head, a look of confusion flashing in his eyes.

She looked up at the stars and said dismissively:

"Who is your protector general?"

I am my disciple's master, not your general.

But don't worry, even if you don't say anything, I will protect my disciple.

March 7th watched this scene from the sidelines, and unusually, she didn't complain. She simply waved to Qiye and said...

"Come back alive."

Then, dragging Xing, who was still explaining to Jingliu how generous the reward for the Great General of the Nation was, he quickly followed Tingyun.

Walter nodded to Fu Xuan, calmly said "Take care, Grand Diviner," and then turned to follow the group.

Qi Ye stood quietly in place, watching the departing figures of everyone, silently complaining to herself.

No, is anyone going to do something about this?

Why are all the farewell lines so heavy and serious, with phrases like "take care" and "come back alive"?

It's like I'm going there to die, with no chance of returning!

It's just a temporary separation, isn't it?

It was made to sound like a life-or-death situation; anyone who didn't know better would think I was about to face some kind of life-or-death ordeal.

With so many death flags, am I really going to have a problem?

I watched the train disappear completely from sight.

Qi Ye sighed helplessly, truly baffled by the way these people said goodbye.

They watched the train disappear from sight.

Fu Xuan withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Qi Ye and Jing Liu beside him:

"We're setting off too. You stay close to me and don't wander off."

"Don't worry, I promise I won't wander off."

As soon as Qi Ye finished speaking, the sound of orderly footsteps came from afar.

A troop of Cloud Cavalry approached quickly, led by Yan Qing.

The young swordsman gave Fu Xuan a proper military salute:

"Lord Taibu, I have completed the evacuation mission of the Star Chariot Sea Central Hub and have come to report back."

Another matter I would like to ask is: where is General Jingyuan now?

"I haven't seen the general for quite some time, and there are some military matters that need to be reported to him in person."

Fu Xuan spoke without changing his expression:

"The general has military duties to attend to and is currently in seclusion at the Shence Mansion. No one is allowed to disturb him."

"If you have any military matters to report, just tell me directly, and I will relay them."

Although Yanqing had some doubts, she trusted the Grand Diviner.

He nodded respectfully and didn't ask any further questions.

His gaze shifted to Qi Ye, who was standing next to Fu Xuan, and the white-haired little girl Qi Ye was holding in her arms.

Qiye introduced herself with a smile:

"Hello, my name is Qi Ye, a member of the Starry Sky Train. This is my master."

Yanqing was confused by the title "Master".

It seems inappropriate for a grown man to call a seven or eight-year-old girl "master."

But out of politeness, he still clasped his hands in a gesture of respect:

"Mr. Qiye, this young master."

My name is Yanqing. The situation at the front is complex; please take care.

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but glance at the stream again, thinking to himself that such a young child was also going to the front lines.

Since the Grand Diviner has given permission, there must be some special reason.

With the troops fully equipped, Fu Xuan gave the order, and the Cloud Cavalry began to advance towards the Pill Cauldron Division.

The streets had been cleared out, and residents had been evacuated to safe areas.

The Cloud Cavalry advanced steadily forward when suddenly a chaotic and frenzied roar came from ahead.

Dozens of people dressed in the secret attire of the Medicine King poured out from the broken alley and the collapsed houses.

Everyone's eyes were bloodshot as they charged towards the Cloud Cavalry like madmen.

"Form ranks!"

At Fu Xuan's command, the Cloud Cavalry quickly changed formation.

Yanqing took the lead, his long sword transforming into a silver-white arc of light.

In an instant, he cut down the first few crazed people.

Wherever his sword struck, those who followed the secret teachings of the Medicine King fell one after another.

However, many still managed to bypass the Cloud Cavalry's defenses from the flanks and launch surprise attacks from the rear.

A young Yunqi soldier was unfortunately wounded in the battle.

The wound on his arm was so deep that the bone was visible, and fresh blood gushed out from the gaps in his armor.

Seeing this, Qi Ye stepped forward and, under the bewildered gaze of the Yunqi soldier, directly patted his wound.

The gruesome wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a few breaths, only a light pink scar remained.

The man looked down at his perfectly healed arm and clenched his fist.

After confirming that his bones and muscles had returned to normal, he looked up at Qiye, his face filled with shock:

"Sir, are you a traveler on a path of abundant destiny?"

Qi Ye patted his shoulder and corrected him with a smile:

"No, I'm just a light cone seller, and I also work as a wet nurse."

"Keep fighting. If you get hurt, come find me. I'll treat any broken hand, foot, or bone. No cheating, young or old."

Hearing this, another Yunqi soldier whose leg had been crushed nearby heard it.

He limped over, extending his hand with some skepticism.

Qi Ye slapped his leg, and the man immediately stood up straight, jumped up and down several times, and turned around to shout towards the front line:

"Brothers! There's a miracle healer here! Don't be afraid if you're injured, just pat him and it'll be fine!"

The morale of the surrounding Cloud Cavalry soldiers immediately soared, and several of the lightly wounded soldiers voluntarily moved closer to Qiye.

Fu Xuan maintained the defensive formation.

Amidst his busy schedule, he glanced back at Qi Ye, who was giving each Yunqi soldier a quick pat on the shoulder.

I wondered what my older brother had gone through all these years, how he had become a walking medical station.

Jingliu, nestled in his arms, looked up at him, her little hands clutching his collar, her eyes filled with resentment.

She had just wanted to rush out and fight the person who had received the secret teachings of the Medicine King.

As a result, Qi Ye pulled him back into his arms, and he's still holding his breath.

She protested in a childish voice:

"Disciple, I want to go up and fight too! If that person can fight, why can't I?"

He doesn't look much older than me... No, I'm older than him, much older than him!

According to seniority, he should call me grandma! Why should grandma just watch her grandson fight?!

Qiye followed Jingliu's gaze.

Just then, Yan Qing cleaved a cultivator from the Medicine King's secret lineage back with a single sword strike, along with his weapon.

He was silent for a moment, then looked down at the little master in his arms who was bristling with fur and answered:

"Master, that kid is a professional swordsman; fighting is his job."

But you are my master, and I can't bear to see my little master rushing in and hacking and slashing.

"But I can fight! I'm incredibly strong! You just saw it with your own eyes!"

Jingliu was so angry that her little face puffed up like a bun, and she waved her little hands in the air.

The battle ahead had temporarily ceased, and Yanqing sheathed his sword, just in time to hear Jingliu say, "He doesn't look much older than me."

I couldn't help but walk over here.

He stood in front of Qiye, looking down at the person being held in his arms.

The little girl, looking unconvinced, spoke earnestly:

"Little friend, I'm not a little guy, you have to call me big brother."

"I'll handle the fighting. You're still young; you should stay in a safe place!"

After speaking, he looked at Qi Ye, his face showing more gratitude:

"Mr. Qiye, you are truly a divine being."

The way you treated the wounded was truly amazing. Thank you so much for your help. I'm entrusting the wounded to you now.

He clasped his hands in a salute, then turned to prepare to rejoin his unit.

Upon hearing this praise, Qi Ye couldn't tell whether Yan Qing was praising her or making fun of her.

Jingliu's temper flared up instantly.

She has lived for over a thousand years, fought countless battles, and killed far more monstrous creatures than the young man before her has ever seen.

Now she's being treated like a child by Jingyuan's apprentice, who's even keeping her in a safe place.

When has she ever been in a safe place?

She used her small hands to push herself away from Qi Ye's embrace.

Standing on the ground, she looked up at Yanqing, who was much taller than her, and shouted:

"Kid, you're far inferior to your senior sister!"

Yanqing stopped in her tracks.

He turned around and looked at the person in front of him who was standing with his hands on his hips.

The white-haired little girl, with a serious expression, frowned and asked in confusion:

"Senior sister? What senior sister? What are you talking about, kid?"

General Jingyuan only accepted me as his disciple; I didn't have a senior sister.

Qi Ye quickly stepped forward and covered Jing Liu's mouth, while Chao Yanqing gave an awkward smile:

"It's nothing, it's nothing, just kids talking nonsense."

I was startled by the battle just now, and my mind is a bit muddled.

"Don't take a child's words seriously. Yanqing, you should get back to the team soon."

Jingliu's mouth was covered, and he made a series of muffled protests.

Then, she opened her mouth and bit down hard on Qiye's finger.

Qi Ye gasped in pain and loosened his grip.

Jingliu immediately jumped down from his arms and stared up at Yanqing.

His eyes burned with anger at being looked down upon, and he said, word by word:

"I'm not talking nonsense."

Your swordsmanship does indeed have many problems; it's practically a hodgepodge.

It bears the shadow of Jing Yuan, and also attempts to incorporate the techniques of the Yunqi Army's swordsmanship.

In the end, it turned out to be a hodgepodge, failing to grasp the essence of either approach.

Compared to your senior sister Yuan Jing, you are far too weak.

After she finished speaking, she deliberately raised her chin, giving Yanqing a look that said, "I've finished my critique, so reflect on it yourself."