Chapter 287: A Bounty of 1 Billion and a Promotion of 18 Ranks

Chapter 287: Chapter 287: A Bounty of 1 Billion and a Promotion of 18 Ranks

"Get out!" Meng Jiaxin kicked Ye Feng away. Just then, an adjutant’s urgent voice sounded from outside:

"Sir, the allied forces are gathering in large numbers! They’re preparing to charge! I’m afraid we can’t hold them back!"

Meng Jiaxin snapped back to reality. She quickly grabbed her clothes and put them on, then turned to Ye Feng, her face pale. "Ye Feng, they have ten million soldiers. Our hundred thousand or so won’t last long. You need to go! I’ll cover your retreat!"

Ye Feng chuckled. "Senior Sister, who told you we only have a hundred thousand or so to fight with?"

Meng Jiaxin’s expression darkened. "I’ve contacted Wu Cheng multiple times, but he refuses to dispatch troops. Without the border garrisons to support us, aren’t we just fighting alone?"

Ye Feng chuckled again. "Senior Sister, have you ever heard of the Qilin Battalion?"

Meng Jiaxin nodded. "I have. The number one assassin organization in the outer territories. Unparalleled in combat, with over two million members, every one of them a master!"

Ye Feng smiled and nodded. "What you might not know is that I created the Qilin Battalion on a whim."

"You... created it on a whim?" Meng Jiaxin’s eyes went wide as she stared at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng smiled and nodded. "That’s right. And right now, my two million brothers from the Qilin Battalion are speeding this way."

Meng Jiaxin’s eyes lit up, but in the next moment, she shook her head and sighed. "The Qilin Battalion may be formidable, but they only number two million. How can they possibly stand against the allied forces’ ten million?"

Ye Feng smiled faintly and continued, "The Grand Elder has already mobilized two million troops, and they are also rushing here!"

"Really!" Meng Jiaxin’s eyes lit up again. "With four million troops, we can retreat safely!"

Ye Feng’s voice turned cold. "Retreat safely? It’s more than that!

"The twelve-nation allied forces dared to come after you, and they nearly took your life. This time, I’m going to make them all stay. Not a single one will get away. I want everyone to know that no one messes with my, Ye Feng’s, family!"

Meng Jiaxin shot him a glare. "You’re talking nonsense again. How can our mere four million soldiers possibly keep their ten-million-strong army here?"

Ye Feng said with a grin, "Senior Sister, let’s make a bet. If I can’t do it, I’ll be at your mercy. But if I succeed... how about we do our ’homework’ one more time?"

Before Ye Feng could finish, Meng Jiaxin suddenly grabbed his ear and twisted it two hundred and seventy degrees.

"Aah, Senior Sister, it hurts, it hurts..." Ye Feng let out a blood-curdling scream.

Meng Jiaxin stared at Ye Feng, annoyed and embarrassed. "If you ever dare mention that again, I’ll rip your ear off. Got it?"

"Mhm!" Ye Feng nodded vigorously.

Seeing his obedient look, Meng Jiaxin couldn’t help but chuckle.

She rolled her eyes at him, then quickly got up and walked outside.

Ye Feng finished dressing and stood up. Just as he was about to go out, his eyes suddenly lit up.

He felt the Nine-Story Exquisite Jade Pagoda in his Dantian emitting rays of golden light. On the sixth floor of the pagoda, a beautiful silhouette sat cross-legged—it was a miniature version of Meng Jiaxin.

The Exquisite Jade Pagoda released a pure energy that quickly spread through Ye Feng’s limbs and into his entire body.

Ye Feng stretched. ’My cultivation has improved again!’ he murmured to himself.

The next moment, his eyes went wide. ’Could it be... that being intimate with a woman is the shortcut to improving my cultivation? If I manage to get all five of my wives and my five senior sisters... just how terrifyingly high would my cultivation become?’

After thinking this, he felt he was being a bit of a creep. He said with righteous indignation:

"How could I think such a thing? Does a man have no bottom line?"

The next moment, he chuckled slyly and said, "What damn good is a bottom line?"

With that, he strode outside.

At the mouth of the cave, the white-haired old man looked at the adjutant, shaking his head and sighing. "The Meng War God is completely devoid of life. Even if Hua Tuo himself were here, he couldn’t save her..."

Just as he finished speaking, a figure walked out of the cave.

It was Meng Jiaxin.

The moment he saw Meng Jiaxin, the white-haired old man froze on the spot, utterly dumbstruck!

It took him a long moment to react, and then he couldn’t help but shriek, "This is impossible! Absolutely impossible! The Meng War God’s life force was clearly extinguished! How could she be full of vitality again?"

"I saved her. Is there a problem?"

As the voice rang out, Ye Feng appeared, strolling leisurely with his hands behind his back.

Seeing Meng Jiaxin’s heroic and vigorous appearance, the white-haired old man finally understood.

’Ye Feng wasn’t lying! He really did bring Meng Jiaxin back!’

He looked at Ye Feng, filled with utter admiration. He gazed at Ye Feng and shouted excitedly, "Bringing the dead to life, growing flesh on bone... you are the true Divine Doctor!"

With that, he fell to his knees before Ye Feng with a THUD. He looked up at him respectfully and said, "Please, Divine Doctor, teach me your life-saving techniques! So that if the Meng War God is ever in danger again, I can also treat her?"

Hearing this, Ye Feng’s eyes widened. "What? You want to treat my Senior Sister? Piss off! Only I am allowed to treat my Senior Sister, got it? Understand? Get the hell away from me. You can’t even speak properly. You’ve lived all these years for nothing."

After saying his piece, he left in a huff.

The white-haired old man stared after Ye Feng, dumbfounded.

He truly couldn’t understand. He just wanted to learn the medical arts to better treat Meng Jiaxin in the future. How had that managed to make Ye Feng so angry?

At that moment, a large number of allied soldiers surged forward from the opposite side. Leading them was a large, one-eyed man in a general’s uniform.

The allied forces’ deputy commander, Michael.

Michael pointed his longsword at Ye Feng and Meng Jiaxin and roared, "With your paltry hundred thousand or so soldiers, you think you can fight my army of ten million? Dream on! Today, you will all be annihilated here!"

With that, he bellowed, "All soldiers, hear my command! Charge! Whoever captures Meng Jiaxin and that bastard gets a bounty of one billion and a promotion of eighteen ranks! Kill!"

"Kill!" The allied soldiers behind him surged forward like a tidal wave.

Meng Jiaxin’s heart sank. She sighed inwardly. ’The time for the final battle has come!’

She gritted her teeth and roared, "Soldiers, charge with me!"

With that, she prepared to rush forward.

But Ye Feng reached out and stopped her, speaking with a confident smile. "Senior Sister, no need. If I can stop them once, I can stop them a second time."

He then formed a hand seal with his right hand, muttered an incantation, and finally pointed forward, roaring, "Hundred Ghosts Annihilation Array, arise!"

Instantly, black mist shot into the sky and lunged toward the allied soldiers.

The allied soldiers, already scared out of their wits by this array, screamed and fled. None dared to cross the line.

Michael’s face turned livid with rage. He roared furiously, "You bastard! Activating an array requires a massive amount of Spiritual Power to sustain! Once your Spiritual Power is exhausted, you will still die by my hand! I’ll wait! I’m waiting!"

Meng Jiaxin looked at Ye Feng, her face pale. "Ye Feng, he’s right. You can’t sustain this array for long, can you? When it falls, we’ll still die at the enemy’s hands."

Ye Feng leaned close to Meng Jiaxin’s ear and whispered, "This is just an illusion. It’s not the Hundred Ghosts Annihilation Array at all. I’m just scaring them."

Meng Jiaxin’s eyes went wide. ’You can even do that?’

She looked at Ye Feng and sighed. "But even if you can hold them off for a little longer, it’s useless, isn’t it?"