Chapter 2872 - 2873: Nameless’s Fury

Chapter 2872: Chapter 2873: Nameless’s Fury

And inside Ye Luo’s tent sat an enormous block of Obsidian, taller than a man, its whole body exuding a dim, ghostly glow.

This piece of Obsidian, once ignited, could burn for over a hundred years, and the Fire Origin contained within it was extremely dense. Of course, to Ye Luo, that didn’t really count for much—after all, he himself carried Fire Origin within his body. No matter how pure this Origin was, how could it compare to the Origin within him?

And the only reason they’d been able to find this piece of Obsidian in the first place was precisely because Ye Luo had Fire Origin in his body, so he could naturally sense it.

"No idea if this chunk of Obsidian can really be refined into that so‑called holy fire." Ye Luo frowned and muttered to himself.

This was a method Xin Lan had told him for countering the virus, but it was an extremely difficult one: use the most pristine Fire Origin to refine holy fire. That holy fire would be enough to burn away all world‑ending viruses and guard a region’s peace.

Back then, many tribes had managed to refine guardian holy fire, but the actual effect was rather disappointing.

Some could only protect a limited few people in the tribe, while the better ones could guard only dozens, at most a hundred.

In other words, they could barely protect the Sect’s core members.

But Ye Luo was somewhat special—he commanded the purest Fire Origin, something no other Cultivator could compare to.

Then a wisp of Fire Origin floated out from Ye Luo’s palm, flickering uncertainly.

After that, this wisp of Origin went straight into the Obsidian. With a whoosh, the Obsidian was ignited.

A few days later, the replica of the world‑ending virus fully erupted.

At this moment, the King of Huainan was seated cross‑legged on a meditation cushion in the main hall, while Shadow still stood respectfully before him.

"Speak. How did things look yesterday?" the King of Huainan said. After these few days, his mood was no longer as irritable as at the start.

"Reporting to Your Highness, all the Legions have now entered a wartime readiness state. What we know of the situation is only what those Legions have reported up. Over at Qin Se’s side, the infected have already exceeded one hundred. In the camp of the Pacify‑the‑West Great General and in the Prosperous Age Army, the number of infected is under fifty. As for the two hundred thousand troops at the border, infections have started there as well—on the first day alone, thirty cases appeared. The situation is extremely grim!" Shadow said.

The King of Huainan finally raised his head. "So, it’s not that they haven’t made a move on those two hundred thousand troops—they’ve just been looking for the right timing and the right method. Go and issue the order: those two hundred thousand men are to immediately be merged into the Prosperous Age Army, placed under the command of Ye Luo and Nameless, and then proceed at once to the Prosperous Age Army’s camp!"

Shadow gave the King of Huainan a surprised look, but still accepted the order at once.

"What!"

Nameless practically jumped up from his chair.

"You’re saying those two hundred thousand troops are all being folded into the Prosperous Age Army? What kind of joke is that! Wouldn’t that mean you want me commanding two hundred and fifty thousand men? And during an outbreak of this bizarre disease?"

The one who’d come to report to him was a General of the army.

"Reporting to Prince, that’s roughly the situation. The King of Huainan has already issued the decree, and those two hundred thousand troops have already arrived outside the camp!" the General said respectfully.

Nameless ignored him and strode straight out of the tent, only to see, not far away, an endless mass of soldiers stretching off into the distance.

"Damn it, it’s actually true!"

He cursed aloud and headed for Ye Luo’s tent, but Shi Yi and the ten personal guards immediately blocked his way.

When it came to these eleven personal guards, Nameless naturally couldn’t make things hard for them. He knew well enough that they were Ye Luo’s trusted men.

"When is Ye Luo finally going to come out of seclusion? I really have something urgent I need to discuss with him!"

Nameless had come by a few times before. Because there hadn’t been anything truly urgent, he’d given up, but now things had reached the point where his ass was on fire. We’re talking about two hundred and fifty thousand crack troops here—this was no laughing matter.

"Your Highness Prince, please don’t make it hard on us. The Sect Leader has instructed us—he really does have something urgent that requires closed‑door cultivation!" Senior Brother immediately said.

So Nameless could only pace in circles in front of Ye Luo’s tent, while the General waited not far away, and those two hundred thousand soldiers were encamped outside.

"You’re a Prince, yet you’re scurrying around like an ant on a hot wok. What kind of decorum is that?"

After a short while, a voice came from inside the tent, and Ye Luo walked out.

"An ant on a hot wok? Ye Luo, look over there—what’s that? That’s two hundred thousand troops! That’s not even the main issue. The main issue is that within those two hundred thousand soldiers, dozens of new infections appear every day. How are those infected to be handled? Kill them? Is Father planning to have me slaughter all of these soldiers?"

By the end, he was almost roaring.

"Greetings, Royal Teacher!"

The General hurried forward to salute.

"General, you’ve had a hard journey. What’s the situation with the soldiers?" Ye Luo asked.

"Reporting to Royal Teacher, the army’s morale is still acceptable. We’ve currently implemented wartime readiness. There are a total of one hundred and twenty infected soldiers, and they’ve all been isolated!" the General said truthfully.

"What? One hundred and twenty? Wasn’t it supposed to be just dozens?" Nameless shouted at once.

"Reporting to Your Highness Prince, in order to avoid unnecessary panic, that number naturally couldn’t be reported accurately," the General said slowly.

Nameless instantly flew into a rage. "One hundred and twenty men—at this rate, how many days can these two hundred thousand troops even hold out? If that’s the case, why didn’t you find some quiet place to sit and wait for death? Why come to my Prosperous Age Army!"

The General’s expression didn’t change. He was a battle‑hardened General, just one step short of being granted the title of Great General—a true warrior.

"Reporting to Your Highness Prince, our army is the King of Huainan’s army. Our current mission is to campaign against the Assassin Alliance. No matter what situation we encounter, even if only one soldier remains, as long as the King of Huainan has not ordered a retreat, we must still advance against the Assassin Alliance!"

"Lunatic!" Nameless rolled his eyes right on the spot.

Ye Luo gave a soft sigh. Nameless had never led troops, nor had he ever stayed in an army, so he simply didn’t understand how the military worked.

"Since the King of Huainan has spoken, have the army make camp on the spot, and have the other commanders come to the tent to report the military situation to His Highness Prince."

"Wait!"

Just as the General was about to turn away, Nameless suddenly called out to stop him.

"Ye Luo, are you really planning to take in these two hundred thousand troops?" Nameless asked.

"Are you planning to defy orders? Besides, given the current situation, gathering these soldiers together is a powerful deterrent in itself. It may well not be a bad thing," Ye Luo said.