Wang Xiaoqiang casually said, "These soldiers have been stuck at the base for too long. When they first get out, they're bound to be disorderly. It's alright, let them have some fun…"

Jiang Yingxue saw Wang Xiaoqiang's apparent apathy and sighed quietly, then rejoined the ranks of the elite disciples.

After a day of flying.

By evening, Wang Xiaoqiang ordered the army to halt and set up camp for rest.

The encampment was in a basin scattered with small villages. After the army descended from the sky, Wang Xiaoqiang assembled them and issued orders. He instructed all soldiers to remain in the basin to rest, forbidding them from leaving the area or disturbing the villagers. Otherwise, they would bear the consequences.

After giving these orders, Wang Xiaoqiang let the soldiers rest, then extended his Divine Sense and pretended to rest with his eyes closed.

Soon enough, a group of soldiers, led by an officer, headed towards one of the villages.

Wang Xiaoqiang noticed but did not stop them. After a while, Jiang Yingxue came angrily to Wang Xiaoqiang, complaining, "Marshal, these are not soldiers; they're clearly bandit rogue soldiers!"

Wang Xiaoqiang opened his eyes and saw Jiang Yingxue standing in front of him, visibly furious, her chest heaving with anger.

"What happened, Yingxue?" Wang Xiaoqiang asked.

Jiang Yingxue said aggrievedly, "A few soldiers whistled at me like rogues and even used foul language..."

"What did they say?" Wang Xiaoqiang asked again.

"They said if I spent the night with them, they would nurture me and help me advance quickly…" Jiang Yingxue's delicate face flushed with anger.

She thought Wang Xiaoqiang would keep quiet about the soldiers for the sake of the bigger picture and wasn't hoping for much at this point.

Unexpectedly, Wang Xiaoqiang stood up and said, "Come, I want to see who dares to harass my disciple."

Jiang Yingxue felt a warmth in her heart, nodded, and immediately led Wang Xiaoqiang to find those "rogue soldiers." When Jiang Yingxue brought Wang Xiaoqiang to the soldiers who had harassed her, they did not even bother to stand up, merely glancing at Wang Xiaoqiang dismissively.

Obviously, they did not regard Wang Xiaoqiang at all.

"Did you harass her?" Wang Xiaoqiang asked.

"What do you mean by harassment? We don't understand. We only know that women are for men. As the saying goes, fair ladies are what gentlemen seek, haha…"

"Haha, that's a classic saying! Women are indeed for men; otherwise, what's the point of having women?"

"Haha, especially beautiful women. They're not just for one man, but for many men; otherwise, they'd waste their pretty faces and sexy bodies!"

The soldiers ogled Jiang Yingxue lewdly as they spoke, drooling.

By this time, tears of anger were streaming down Jiang Yingxue's face.

"Damn it!" Wang Xiaoqiang exclaimed as he drew the Penglai Immortal Sword. The sword light illuminated the night like a bright lamp. With a wave, several soldiers fell dead, crying out in pain.

The True Immortal Realm cultivators were two major realms below Wang Xiaoqiang's level, no match for him.

These soldiers had troubled Wang Xiaoqiang under Ann Guochu's orders to embarrass him. Now that he had killed some soldiers, the surrounding troops drew their swords, glaring at Wang Xiaoqiang.

Thousands of soldiers drew their swords, eager to make a move, presenting a rather shocking spectacle.

The twenty elite disciples of the Five Spirit Sect immediately drew their Magic Treasures, standing in front of Wang Xiaoqiang. It seemed anyone wanting to harm Wang Xiaoqiang would have to go through them.

Wang Xiaoqiang waved his sword, and Blood Pearl splattered from the blade like a dark red flower blooming. Then, using his power, he shouted, "Those unafraid of death, come forward, and I assure you I won't spare mercy!"

The soldiers knew they were no match for Wang Xiaoqiang. After a standoff, none dared to challenge him.

Wang Xiaoqiang patted Jiang Yingxue's fragrant shoulder, saying, "Rest easy, no one will dare harass you again."

Seeing Wang Xiaoqiang draw his sword to kill soldiers for her, Jiang Yingxue felt both surprised and grateful, looking at Wang Xiaoqiang with soft eyes.

Wang Xiaoqiang summoned the Patterned Beast to tidy up the scene. It roared angrily and devoured the soldiers' corpses, sated after its meal.

The surrounding soldiers were terrified and angered by Wang Xiaoqiang feeding the corpses of their comrades to his Pet Beast, especially daunted by the ferocious Patterned Beast.

About an incense stick's time later, the group of soldiers who had entered the village returned,

Numbering over three hundred and led by an officer, the returning soldiers carried wine, fruit, dry goods, silk, and tobacco...

Clearly, these were looted items.

Behind them followed two villagers—an ordinary middle-aged couple without any cultivation base—weak and unable to compare with the towering soldiers, pleading to the officer who ignored them entirely.

Wang Xiaoqiang thought, if it were merely over some food, the villagers wouldn't pursue them with such determination. This officer must have taken something important.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaoqiang approached the officer and demanded, "What did you take from them?"

The officer snorted and replied, "I didn't take anything from you. Why do you care?"

The middle-aged couple immediately knelt before Wang Xiaoqiang, crying, "Please help us, sir. We have only one daughter, she's just sixteen, she's still a child…"

Understanding instantly, Wang Xiaoqiang stared at the officer and asked, "Did you take their daughter?"

"None of your business!" The officer ignored Wang Xiaoqiang, spreading a looted blanket on the ground, then lay down, stretching contentedly before closing his eyes to feign sleep.

"Release her, or I'll kill you!" Wang Xiaoqiang threatened.

"You wouldn't dare! I'm Prince Ann's nephew. If you kill me, he won't spare you." The officer said, squinting defiantly with one eye open.

Then he closed his eyes again. The three hundred soldiers surrounding him watched with cold indifference, contempt, and amusement, treating Wang Xiaoqiang as if he were irrelevant.

"Please, sir, help us save our daughter. Without her, we, old folks, can't survive. Boohoo…" The couple continued to wail, bowing repeatedly to Wang Xiaoqiang, their foreheads bloodied from the effort. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)

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