Chapter 19

Jiang Ping'an noticed that the other party was a bit taken aback.

"You saved me to deal with the soldiers of Ping Shui County. They forced my parents to their deaths, and I want to kill them. Our goals are aligned."

Meng Kuo suddenly understood. That made sense, no wonder he had agreed so readily.

"What do you want? You have to set some conditions."

To better win people's hearts, one must offer benefits. If you want the horse to run, you have to feed it grass.

Jiang Ping'an pondered for a moment, "Do you have a way to bring the dead back to life?"

Meng Kuo's eyes flickered, guessing something. His gaze softened, "I'm sorry, no one in the world can bring the dead back to life."

"Then what about becoming an immortal?" Jiang Ping'an asked again.

"An immortal?"

Becoming an immortal is no easy task. People have been seeking the path to immortality for ages, but how many have succeeded?

Meng Kuo couldn't bear to crush the young man's hopes, but some things had to be said.

"Becoming an immortal is extremely difficult. You need to transcend the Qi Cultivation stage, achieve the Foundation Establishment, forge the Golden Core, give birth to the Nascent Soul, and withstand the Heavenly Tribulation... It has been a long time since anyone has become an immortal."

"It's been a long time since anyone has become an immortal? That means someone has become an immortal before?" Jiang Ping'an's eyes finally lit up.

"Yes, the founding emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty ascended to the immortal realm, but that was countless years ago. Now, we hardly hear of anyone achieving immortality."

People are still seeking the path to immortality, but for some reason, the path seems to have been severed, and there are no more stories of immortality.

Hearing that there were immortals in the world, Jiang Ping'an clenched his fists tightly.

As long as he became the legendary immortal, he could surely bring his parents back to life!

Meng Kuo wanted to say something, but seeing the determination on the young man's face, he ultimately closed his mouth.

The young man needs a dream. When he grows up, he will realize how unreachable this dream is.

"Bang!"

The door to the room was pushed open, and a girl burst in.

"Father! Grandpa Li said there's a genius who is better than me, I want to fight him!"

Jiang Ping'an looked at the girl.

She was about the same age as him, around fourteen or fifteen, wearing a red and white training uniform, with black bandages wrapped around her slender, white legs. She had a knife hanging from her waist, and her ponytail swayed gently. Her small, clean face was filled with pride and spirit.

Jiang Ping'an had never seen such a beautiful girl before.

She's so beautiful, I wonder if Hu Niu will grow up to be as beautiful.

Meng Jing pulled out the knife from her waist, pointing it at Jiang Ping'an, and lifted her chin.

"Are you the genius Grandpa Li talked about? Come, let's have a match."

"Xiao Jing, stop fooling around, go out," Meng Kuo said disapprovingly.

"No, I just want to see who is more talented than me," Meng Jing pouted.

Meng Kuo suddenly pulled a long face.

Meng Jing knew her father was angry, stuck out her tongue, and quickly ran out.

Meng Kuo sighed helplessly, turning to look at Jiang Ping'an. He admired how composed the young man was, while his daughter was so impulsive. Sigh~

Meng Kuo patted the storage bag at his waist, and a bag flew out.

"From now on, you are part of the military camp. Here are three hundred Blood Qi Pills, the reward for killing the three squad leaders."

"You are a spiritual cultivator, right? If you don't want Blood Qi Pills, you can exchange them for spirit stones with Old Li."

"For the next few days, you should rest and recuperate. I will have Old Li show you around, and then you will officially join the military camp."

"Without any unexpected events, there will be a war with Ping Shui County this winter, and this battle might be the decisive one."

Jiang Ping'an clenched his fists, wishing he could fight them right now to avenge his parents.

"Is there anything else you want to ask?" Meng Kuo asked.

Jiang Ping'an shook his head, "Not for now, thank you, General."

He was very grateful for the three hundred Blood Qi Pills given to him at once, which was a huge fortune.

He knew how valuable Blood Qi Pills were. A squad leader only received three a month, and the other party gave him three hundred at once.

He also knew that these Blood Qi Pills didn't have to be given to him, as he wasn't originally from Lian Shan County.

But the other party gave them to him.

There must be a wise eye to recognize a thousand-mile horse.

He remembered this kindness.

Meng Kuo stood up, "I have a lot of work to do, I'll be busy. By the way, what's your name?"

"Jiang Ping'an," Jiang Ping'an replied.

Meng Kuo silently remembered the name and stepped out of the room.

As a general with many responsibilities, sitting there waiting for a whole day was already a sign of great importance.

As soon as Meng Kuo left, the door to the room suddenly opened again, and the girl came back.

"My father actually gave you three hundred Blood Qi Pills. If I had that many Blood Qi Pills, I would definitely become a martial artist!"

"I, Meng Jing, refuse to accept this! Come and fight me!"

The girl raised her chin, her small face full of fighting spirit.

Jiang Ping'an shook his head and said calmly, "I won't fight. Fighting might hurt you."

"Haha, hurt me? You big talker, no one in the entire military camp can hurt me, Meng Jing!"

Meng Jing drew the knife from her waist, "Hurry up and fight me. If you don't, I won't... talk to you anymore!"

"..."

Seeing that the other party was persistent, Jiang Ping'an knew that if he didn't fight, he wouldn't be able to get rid of her.

"How do we fight?"

"Come to the courtyard."

Meng Jing smiled happily and turned to walk into the courtyard.

Jiang Ping'an followed her out.

The courtyard was large, with a training ground in the middle where a few soldiers were practicing their sword techniques.

Meng Jing skipped to the weapon rack.

"To be fair, we should use weapons of the same level. What weapon are you used to using?"

"Using weapons might hurt you," Jiang Ping'an said.

"Don't be so arrogant! Hurry up and choose!" Meng Jing disliked this arrogant young man.

Jiang Ping'an shrugged helplessly. To avoid wasting time, he went over and chose a knife.

The soldiers practicing heard the commotion and turned to look.

"Miss is going to fight a young man. Have you seen this young man before?"

"He was saved by Old Li. I heard he is very strong."

"However strong he is, he can't be as strong as Miss. Miss is the youngest squad leader, with extraordinary talent. She will definitely win."

"Maybe not."

A light, old voice suddenly sounded.

The soldiers quickly turned and saluted, "Old Li!"

Li Yuntian nodded and took a sip from his wine gourd.

A soldier asked cautiously, "Old Li, what do you mean by 'maybe not'? Could this young man defeat Miss?"

Li Yuntian nodded, his old eyes fixed on the young man.

Seeing the affirmative answer, the soldiers were stunned.

"That's impossible! Miss has such extraordinary talent, and you have praised her. Who is this young man that he could defeat Miss?"

Li Yuntian took another sip of wine and said slowly, "Talent is one thing, and combat is another. They cannot be confused."

The soldiers looked at the young man in disbelief. Old Li's evaluation of this young man was so high.

They knew Miss's talent. She swept through all the martial artists of Lian Shan County of the same age, and no one under twenty could match her.

Now, a young man of the same age as Miss appeared, and Old Li said he might defeat her!

This was hard to believe.

Meng Jing pointed her knife at Jiang Ping'an and said proudly,

"I'll let you make the first move. If I make the first move, you won't stand a chance."