Starting from becoming a god, I travel through the heavens.

After changing into his armor and mounting his sword, Zhao Sheng left the room to bid farewell to Commander Yang. However, he didn't see him, so he left directly with a black-armored guard.

Wang Xuan had already returned home after completing his mission.

The 15th to 1st Battalions were all equipped with black armor and were local troops stationed in Linquan City. Their main task was to guard the eastern territory of the Great Xuan Dynasty. There were a total of 30,000 black armor guards, with 2,000 black armor guards forming one battalion.

The Black Armor Guards' armor and swords are all top-of-the-line. The armor is made of century-old black iron, and so are the swords. Needless to say, the equipment of the Black Armor Guard centurions is even more exceptional.

Linquan City is located in the center, and troops sent from Linquan City can support cities in all directions. Even if they retreat, they can rely on the city walls for defense and wait for the capital to send reinforcements.

The 16th to 35th battalions were formed by officers and soldiers from various cities, specifically responsible for suppressing bandits and gathering refugees to Linquan City. The 35th battalion that Zhao Sheng encountered was one such example.

Of course, their true intention was to kill innocent people and claim credit rather than to gather refugees. This would not only save time and effort but also conserve food for Linquan City. People can reproduce, but if the food ran out, people would have to resort to cannibalism.

Zhao Sheng's centurion's armor was estimated to weigh over a hundred pounds, giving it a heavy feel when worn. The sword at his waist was also estimated to weigh over twenty pounds. Anyone without the strength of the seventh level of Body Tempering Realm would not be able to wear it.

"We've arrived. Inside are Commander Zhao's soldiers." The black-armored guard stopped and looked ahead, following his gaze. They had arrived at a military camp in front of the west gate.

"Damn it, Black Dog, you dare to renege on the bet? If you honor the bet, do you believe I'll climb through your window and sleep with your woman tonight?" A loud, rough voice rang out from inside.

"Fuck your mother, Zhang the Blind, if you dare to sleep with my wife, I'll cut your thing off with a knife. And when I sleep with your wife again, you wait until I'm hard again, it'll definitely be bigger than yours." Another angry voice rang out, deep and resonant.

The black-armored guard looked strangely at Zhao Sheng, who raised an eyebrow. "Then, Centurion Zhao, go in. I'll go back and report to the commander." With that, he hurriedly left, as if afraid the people inside would rush out.

Zhao Sheng lifted the tent flap and went inside. He saw dozens of people with their upper bodies bare, gathered in the middle of the military camp, forming circles inside and outside. Among them were two tall and strong figures.

It must be Black Dog and Blind Zhang.

"Hey, Black Dog, you're no good either? I heard our team is getting some kind of little bird centurion. I'll go and compete with him later. Whoever's bigger gets to decide. His balls aren't even as big as mine, how dare he be our centurion?" Zhang the Blind laughed.

The black dog beside him muttered "a petty person who has gotten his way" like a defeated dog before leaving the middle. As soon as he stepped out, he saw a dashing young man standing there. "Centurion?" He glanced at the young man's armor, his eyes showing slight surprise.

"Such a young centurion?" Black Dog looked at the young man's face, puzzled. At the same time, Zhao Sheng stepped forward and, before Black Dog could react, gently patted his shoulder.

boom! !

The black dog seemed to be carrying a huge boulder, its legs bent and kneeling on the ground. This commotion attracted the attention of the surrounding soldiers, who looked at it with surprise and saw that the black dog's face was red and it was trying to struggle, but it could not stand up.

Their gaze shifted to the young man, whose hand rested on the black dog's shoulder. He surveyed them with a calm expression, finally settling on Zhang the Blind.

Zhang the Blind Man was happy for only a short while when he noticed someone looking at him. His hair stood on end, and a chill ran down his spine from his tailbone to his scalp. He turned his head and met a pair of deep, dark eyes.

"A centurion?!" Everyone, including Zhang the Blind, knew that the young man in his armor was the centurion who had come to take up his post.

"Centurion... I was wrong." Black Dog gritted his teeth and managed to utter a sentence. Zhao Sheng laughed, patted his shoulder, and loosened his grip, letting him go. "I'll give you the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. Put on your armor and assemble outside the camp." The latter scanned everyone, his tone leaving no room for doubt.

Zhao Sheng took another deep look at Zhang the Blind Man, "Entering the seventh level of the Body Tempering Realm, not bad." Although he had never cultivated the techniques of this world, he knew roughly how many levels of the Body Tempering Realm a person was at.

Training the flesh, skin, tendons, bones, marrow, blood, the five internal organs, the six viscera, and finally, the tempering of the divine consciousness, all correspond to the realms from the first to the ninth heaven.

Zhang the Blind Man is at the Five Organs Refining Realm, and he has just entered the initial stage of Five Organs Refining. He has entered the seventh level but has not become a centurion. This must be because he has offended someone or has no backing in the army.

"Thank you for your flattery, Centurion." Zhang the Blind scratched his head and chuckled dryly. He knew that the centurion had heard what he just said and could tell his cultivation level at a glance, so the centurion's cultivation level must be higher than his.

As for finding a centurion who's bigger than a bird? That's just asking for trouble. He's arrogant, but he's not stupid.

In the military, strength speaks volumes. Zhao Sheng's imposing presence was enough to win the hearts and minds of all the soldiers present. He glanced at everyone again, then turned and left the camp.

The black dog was panting heavily. Zhao Sheng's presence was too intimidating. Standing next to him felt like facing a powerful beast, but this was just a psychological fear.

"This new centurion seems much stronger than the previous one."

"Isn't that nonsense? Didn't you see Black Dog, a sixth-level Body Tempering Realm cultivator, being forced to his knees? Let's hurry up and put on our armor and go out to assemble!"

"Our good days are over!" someone sighed, and the others felt the same way. They had gotten used to being lazy, and now that a powerful centurion had suddenly arrived, it was inevitable that they would have to start training again.

"Alright, stop arguing." Zhang the Blind spoke, instantly silencing everyone. They quickly put on their armor in silence and then walked out of the camp one after another.

Zhao Sheng stood in the drill ground. There were no houses around the west gate. This place had been turned into a military stronghold for training the Black Armor Guards, and the nearby people dared not approach it.

Zhang the Blind, Black Dog, and others arrived one after another, forming a small square formation. The group of a hundred people looked quite large from above.

"My name is Zhao Sheng. From this day forward, I am your centurion. Does anyone have any objections?" Zhao Sheng's deep eyes swept over everyone, and no one responded with a solemn expression.

Silence was the best response. No one stood up to object, not even the most powerful and usually arrogant Zhang the Blind. Their centurion had already established his authority in the camp, so wouldn't it be suicide for him to object?

Zhao Sheng withdrew his gaze and continued, "Very well, I came here today mainly to get to know you all. If we don't train today, we can train tomorrow. Let's dismiss." He didn't waste any more words or spout any brainwashing rhetoric.

In the military, strength is the most convincing proof.

Dissatisfied? Disobedient? A beating will do the trick. There's no problem that a beating can't solve; if there is, then give them another beating.

The soldiers looked at each other, none daring to move. Who knew if this was a trap set by the centurion? Someone needed to step forward and be the butcher to intimidate them.

Seeing that the soldiers hadn't left and that they were wary, and looking at Zhang the Blind, Zhao Sheng chuckled and left the training ground. His aura had been slightly intimidating, and he had become docile. His previous arrogance had vanished.

After seeing Zhao Sheng leave, Zhang the Blind, Black Dog, and the others exchanged a glance, and the group disbanded and returned to their camp. What happened after that is unclear.

Zhao Sheng walked with an upright posture and steady steps. The people on both sides hid in the corners and secretly looked at the general with their hidden eyes. He could feel their gazes, but he ignored them.

A little while later.

Zhao Sheng arrived at Liu Yi's mansion and pushed open the door. He saw a young girl squatting in a corner, seemingly observing something. The girl turned around when she sensed someone entering, and smiled broadly upon seeing him. "Brother Sheng is back!" she said, clearly in a good mood.

"Hmm, what are you looking at?" Zhao Sheng walked over and patted her head. His gaze fell on the ground, where he saw a swarm of ants carrying an insect carcass back to their nest. Apparently, she was so bored that she was watching ants.

Ye Lianxin was as obedient as a kitten. When she saw that Sheng Ge'er was looking at the place where she was observing ants, she secretly glanced at Sheng Ge'er's expression out of the corner of her eye. "Will Sheng Ge'er not like me doing this?" she wondered to herself.

"Sheng-ge'er, I heard from Brother Liu that you've become a centurion in the army." Ye Lianxin asked curiously. Zhao Sheng nodded and continued to stroke her head. "It's only temporary." He couldn't stay in Linquan City for too long. He would probably leave after obtaining the cultivation technique and cultivating to a certain level.

Of course, he would take Ye Lianxin with him when he left. A woman in chaotic times without a man to rely on is destined for a tragic fate.

"Young Master Zhao is back." As soon as Madam Liu opened the door and stepped outside, she saw the two behaving intimately and said with a smile.

Ye Lianxin blushed and quickly broke free from Sheng Ge'er's petting of the cat. "Sister Liu is so naughty," she muttered in complaint.

"Sister-in-law, is Brother Liu not home?" Zhao Sheng asked. Liu shook her head slightly upon hearing this. "I heard that the White Lotus Sect is about to attack. My husband has gone to investigate the situation on General Qin's orders. He may not be back until tonight." Her voice revealed worry.

Liu Yi is her husband, and everything she has is dependent on him. If something happens to him, it will be extremely difficult for her to survive in Linquan City, and she might not even be able to keep this mansion.

"Brother Liu is a lucky man, so sister-in-law doesn't need to worry too much," Zhao Sheng reassured her. Liu was thirty-nine years old, a few years older than him, so there was nothing wrong with calling her sister-in-law.

At the tender age of twenty-seven, she possessed the charm of a mature woman, like a ripe peach. Her voice was wistful as she asked, "I hope so. Has my lord tasted it yet?"

"I've eaten," Zhao Sheng replied, when suddenly he felt a soft, warm little hand reach out to take his large hand. He turned around and saw the little girl blushing as she took his hand. A whisper, barely audible, sounded in his ear, "Brother Sheng, weren't we going out for a walk?"

Seeing this, Liu smiled and turned to go back into the house.

"Let's go." The two left the mansion and strolled around the neighborhood. At first, Ye Lianxin was full of interest and curiosity. When she entered the city, she did not see what Linquan City looked like and thought it was the same as other cities. But after walking around for a while, she realized that it was not the same as other cities.

"Sheng-ge'er, why is Linquan City different from other cities?" Ye Lianxin looked at the sallow and emaciated people, men and women, young and old, all of them thin and barely surviving, looking similar to the people who fled the famine outside the city.

The only difference is that their eyes are normal; they don't look at people as if they were meat. At least the people here are normal, while those who eat people can no longer be considered human.

They are beasts in human skin!

"In this world, being able to eat your fill is considered being a wealthy family," Zhao Sheng replied to her question. Dressed in imposing armor, he exuded an aura of authority, causing the surrounding people to keep their distance.

Ye Lianxin lost interest. Looking at those thin, gaunt people, she felt incredibly heavy-hearted, and even her joy vanished. "Sheng-ge'er, let's go back," she said dejectedly.

The two returned to the mansion. "Every three hundred years is a cycle of dynasties rising and falling, from ruins to prosperity, and then to decay and chaos. It's an inevitable cycle," Zhao Sheng said calmly, stroking the girl's head.

"Even a prosperous dynasty is only slightly better than a chaotic one," he continued. "I know, Sheng-ge'er, but I feel that the world shouldn't be like this..." Ye Lianxin said dejectedly.

She believed that the world should be a beautiful place where everyone has enough to eat, everyone has good clothes, everyone has access to education, everyone smiles, everyone is happy, and everyone is like a dragon – that's what the world should be like.

Unfortunately, that was just her fantasy. After half a month of trials, she realized that what she had been fantasizing about was nothing but a false and illusory delusion.

"So what do you think the world should be like?" Zhao Sheng asked with a smile, his eyes sparkling. She lowered her head and replied, "It should be a beautiful world without conflict, where everyone can live happily." Her answer surprised Zhao Sheng.

Can everyone live a happy life?

These words evoked a scene from his past life: an era when people couldn't get enough to eat, but they were filled with happy smiles and their eyes were full of light, shining like dazzling suns.

People of that era were full of energy and happy because they had a great and admirable person who created the era and the future!

Does this kind of potential exist in this era? Zhao Sheng didn't know, but he figured it did. Wasn't the girl in front of him precisely the kind of potential she possessed?

"A wonderful ideal, perhaps achievable in the future." Zhao Sheng patted her head. "Really?" Ye Lianxin looked at him suspiciously, but then thought that Sheng-ge'er had no reason to lie to her. "Sheng-ge'er wouldn't lie to me," she said confidently.

"Yes, but to achieve that, we need to cultivate and improve our strength," Zhao Sheng said. "So from now until evening, I will teach you some training methods." His tone left no room for doubt.

"I know, Sheng-ge'er." Ye Lianxin's face was solemn. Zhao Sheng felt gratified. To survive in a chaotic world, one cannot be weak, especially if one wants to create such an ideal country. She will have to work even harder.

"So what do we do next, Sheng-ge'er?" Ye Lianxin asked again. Zhao Sheng walked to the middle of the courtyard, squatted down with his legs apart, like sitting on a stool or riding a horse, his back straight, his body swaying, his center of gravity always between his two feet.

"Stand up like me, this is the basics." Ye Lianxin was curious, and after hearing what Sheng Ge'er said, she walked to his side and squatted down in a proper manner. Zhao Sheng began to adjust her posture, and whenever there was a blockage in the power, a burst of energy would stimulate it and open it up.

Ye Lianxin felt as if Sheng Ge'er's palm was pricking her with needles. Every time he gently patted a spot, that spot would feel a tingling and stinging sensation, as if countless tiny needles were gently pricking her.

"Stand still." After Zhao Sheng cleared all the blockages in her body, he stepped back a few steps and said, "Remember this feeling. Stand for half an hour each morning, noon and evening. When you can stand this basic skill as an instinct, and your every movement is a form of exercise, I will continue to teach you other training methods."

"Mm." Ye Lianxin nodded and silently squatted down in a horse stance.

Time passed quickly, and evening arrived in the blink of an eye.

Liu Yi returned home and saw Ye Lianxin gritting her teeth and squatting, beads of sweat trickling down her face and dripping onto the ground. He also saw Zhao Sheng sitting on a stone bench, sipping tea and watching. "Brother Zhao, what's going on?" Liu Yi asked, puzzled.

"I'm teaching her cultivation," Zhao Sheng answered truthfully. Liu Yi looked at him strangely and chuckled, "Then Brother Zhao's cultivation method is truly peculiar."

Zhao Sheng sensed the disbelief in Liu Yi's words, but he didn't say anything more. His cultivation method was the cultivation method of the Dragon and Snake World, but such a cultivation method was a bit strange in this world.

"Brother Liu, how is the situation with the White Lotus Sect?" He glanced at Liu Yi's armor, which was damaged in several places, indicating that it had been through a battle. "The situation is very serious. I estimate that the White Lotus Sect will attack Linquan City soon."

He hesitated for a moment before continuing, "Of course, it's also possible that they'll pass through Linquan City and attack other places. If Linquan City doesn't send troops to support them, once the surrounding cities are breached, Linquan City will be like a lamb to the slaughter. I plan to see General Qin after dinner." He sighed.

Zhao Sheng pondered for a moment. His understanding of this world was too superficial. He didn't know anything about the White Lotus Sect, what its strongest combat force was, or how many high-level members it had.

Therefore, he chose to remain silent. He would first obtain the cultivation technique from Qin Tian tonight, and then consider other matters. At least for now, it seemed that Linquan City would not face any major crisis.

"Brother Zhao, didn't General Qin tell you to go see him this evening? Let's go see the general together after dinner," Liu Yi suggested. Zhao Sheng nodded, "Okay." He then looked at Ye Lianxin and saw that she was covered in sweat, but her face showed determination and stubbornness. "Alright, standing any longer will damage your foundation," he said.

Ye Lianxin stood up, her legs trembling slightly. Standing for too long had made her legs feel weak. She was practicing stillness meditation, and standing for too long naturally caused her legs to feel numb. Combining movement and stillness was the key.

Once she has made some progress in stillness exercises, Zhao Sheng will teach her movement exercises.