Wang Junze did not continue the pursuit. At this point, the remaining Great Snow Wolf Riders had no chance of turning the tide, so it was better to leave the opportunity for these low-tier cultivators so that this great victory could give them more confidence.

Sitting down on the ground, Wang Junze involuntarily thought of Su Yuwei, a knowing smile appearing on his face.

More than a year has passed. I am constantly catching up to Su Yuwei. Perhaps when we meet again, it will be my turn to protect her?

"Brother Wang!"

In just a moment, the two sisters Miao Yu and Miao Jie arrived at Wang Junze's side, speaking excitedly, "Brother Wang, that sword stroke was amazing. Can you teach us too?"

"Sure, as long as you want to learn. I'll teach you slowly later."

With a casual smile, Wang Junze replied offhandedly.

"Brother Wang, are you alright? Let me help you up," Miao Yu asked more thoughtfully, looking at Wang Junze softly.

"No need!" Shaking his head, Wang Junze seemed to remember something and asked, "By the way, do we have any wine?"

"We do. I heard earlier that Brother likes to drink. Miao Jie carries some with her."

Upon hearing Wang Junze's words, Miao Jie happily took out a wine gourd from her body and handed it to Wang Junze triumphantly.

Smiling, Wang Junze took the wine gourd, pulled open the stopper, and took a big gulp, all his fatigue seemingly swept away.

In just less than half an hour, the battle was completely over.

Including those Heaven-Stepping Realm deserters, none of the three thousand Great Snow Wolf Riders survived, while the human side suffered negligible losses.

Without a doubt, this was a great victory. Everyone who participated in the battle gained significantly.

Even though they had returned, the excitement still overflowed.

Of course, everyone knew that the victory of this battle was almost entirely due to Wang Junze's efforts. Without Wang Junze's sword stroke, these low-tier cultivators couldn't withstand even a single charge from the Great Snow Wolf Riders. Yet, regardless, this victory belonged to everyone.

"Young Master Wang, what is our next move? Decide for us, we all will follow your command."

Soon, everyone gathered around Wang Junze, talking over one another.

The scene seemed somewhat chaotic, but the meaning was clear: everyone would unconditionally follow Wang Junze's command.

This trust had nothing to do with identity; it was entirely earned through Wang Junze's growing prestige in the Medicine King Valley after repeated major battles, something even Luo Qingxuan couldn't match, not to mention the disciples of the Four Symbols Sect.

Watching this scene, even Luo Qingxuan couldn't help but be slightly moved.

Unlike before, Wang Junze now carried momentum. If he led these people to Jubei City, even Yuan Shouyi would have to personally congratulate Wang Junze on his accomplishments.

Rising from the ground, Wang Junze glanced at everyone, then slightly cupped his fists and said, "I appreciate your support. Since you all trust me, let's fight another round!"

With a slight raise of his brows, Wang Junze continued, "We can't always be on the defensive. Everyone take a break, and once we've recovered, we'll counterattack, starting from the surrounding towns and villages, pushing these deserters back to the Extreme North Wilderness!"

Boom!

His words instantly electrified the crowd again!

Fight back!

If someone had said this before today, everyone would have thought he was crazy. But now, hearing it from Wang Junze ignited a passionate desire!

Yes, if the deserters can attack us, we can certainly fight back!

All three thousand Great Snow Wolf Riders were slain. What's there to be afraid of? Could the deserters in the nearby towns and villages be more formidable than them?

"Willing to fight alongside the Young Master!"

It was unclear who initiated it, but suddenly everyone joined in shouting loudly.

After everyone dispersed for rest, Luo Qingxuan finally found a chance to speak with Wang Junze alone and couldn't help asking, "Do you really intend to lead them in a counteroffensive against the deserters? You must know that today's victory had little to do with them... If we encounter a tough battle, they will quickly be overcome by fear."

"I know they are still weak, but as long as we continue fighting, we will undoubtedly attract more people to join us, like a rolling snowball, creating a powerful force as more people join."

Shaking his head, Wang Junze explained softly, "Moreover, combat is the best way to hone one's strength. Have you forgotten the time in the relics, Senior Sister Luo? Those from minor sects and families can also unleash formidable combat power."

"I said, to repel the deserters, relying solely on our sect's strength is insufficient. We need to unite the entire Northern Domain's power. If we can unify more minds, even Yuan Shouyi will have to bow when we need to return to Jubei City!"

"... This is too dangerous!"

Luo Qingxuan naturally understood that if everything developed as Wang Junze intended, this possibility indeed existed.

But it's too difficult.

The more people gathered, the bigger the target, which means that whether they are deserters, demon race, or people from the Four Symbols Sect or Yuan Shouyi, they could easily find Wang Junze's location, potentially attracting more formidable enemies.

If defeated, not only would the hard-gathered people collapse, but Wang Junze himself would face even more terrifying risks, potentially being killed at any moment.

"Unless we give up resisting the deserters, otherwise... where is it not dangerous?"

Looking at Luo Qingxuan, Wang Junze answered earnestly, "Senior Sister Luo, we have no choice!"

"..."

Quietly watching Wang Junze, Luo Qingxuan suddenly felt a sense of being in a trance.

When she first met Wang Junze, she thought he was merely a talented junior. Because she admired him, she offered him many benefits and conveniences. But gradually, Wang Junze truly matured, no longer needing her care, becoming someone who could fight side by side with her, carrying the weight of the world.

This feeling... is really great!

After a moment of silence, a radiant smile again blossomed on Luo Qingxuan's face.

"Alright, let's do as you say. Together, let's drive the deserters away!"

These days, she constantly worried about this and that, nearly forgetting that she, Luo Qingxuan, was the strongest sword cultivator of the younger generation.

Even if there is no path, she can carve one with her three-foot sword!

This is Luo Qingxuan, this is the Saintess of Profound Moon.

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