Douluo Continent: Divine Oracle Young General, Qian Renxue, please have some self-respect.

Outside Tiandou City.

The official road was already packed with people.

People, young and old, crowded along the roadside, eagerly awaiting their arrival.

Teahouses and taverns were packed with people, and even half-grown children were hanging from the branches of locust trees along the roadside.

There is no other reason.

The divine general who once shook the entire Heavenly Battle has returned with a glorious victory!

"Here it comes!"

Someone shouted first, and the crowd immediately stirred.

On the distant horizon, a frosty white battle flag came into view first.

That was Jiang Ci's command flag.

Embroidered on the flag is a long sword pointing straight to the sky, its blade shimmering with a faint golden light—the very image of the Oracle Sword.

Behind the commander's banner, three thousand iron cavalrymen slowly marched in.

Armored figures stood tall, spears stretched like a forest, and warhorses trod the official road, their hooves thundering in unison.

But the most eye-catching figure was the white figure at the very front of the group.

Jiang Ci sat upright on his horse, still wearing only his white light armor and a frosty white battle robe draped over his shoulders.

He did not wave to the people like a victorious general returning home, nor did he even glance at either side.

He simply stared straight ahead, his expression calm, as if the cheers filling the streets had nothing to do with him.

But it was precisely this calm that fueled the people's fervor.

"General Jiang Ci!"

"General, you are mighty!"

"The Oracle Sword! The Oracle Sword!"

Cheers erupted.

It wasn't an order from the imperial court, nor an organization of the government; it was purely out of heartfelt reverence.

In the hearts of the people of the Heaven Dou Empire, the name Jiang Ci is no longer that of an ordinary young general.

He is the guardian deity, an invincible legend, and the cornerstone that will forever stand firm in the empire.

Jiang Ci remained unmoved.

He simply nodded slightly in response.

The lieutenant rode closer and whispered:

"General, His Majesty, along with his two princes, has personally come to the city gate to greet you."

"The Ministry of Rites just reported that preparations for the triumphant return ceremony are complete."

Jiang Ci's eyes flickered slightly, and he finally spoke, "His Majesty has come in person?"

"Yes."

"It is said that His Majesty left the palace this morning and set up an imperial tent outside the city gate to wait for him."

Jiang Ci was silent for a moment, then nodded gently: "Yes, I understand."

The majestic city gates of Tiandou City stand out solemnly today.

Zhengyang Gate was wide open, with armored soldiers standing on both sides, stretching from the city gate all the way to the imperial tent.

The imperial tent was set up a hundred paces outside the city gate, its bright yellow curtains gleaming in the sunlight.

Before the tent, the Emperor of the Heavenly Dou Empire sat upright on his imperial carriage, wearing a bright yellow dragon robe and a twelve-tassel crown.

Although he was middle-aged, he still possessed an imperial aura between his brows.

However, his health didn't seem to be very good; he always seemed inexplicably weak.

The emperor turned slightly to the side, his gaze passing over the civil and military officials before him, and landing at the end of the official road.

Behind him, Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, played by Qian Renxue, and the only remaining prince, Xue Beng, accompanied him.

At the end of the official road, the iron cavalry finally came into view.

Jiang Ci's gaze sharpened, and he immediately dismounted.

The three thousand iron cavalry behind him reined in their horses in unison, their movements perfectly synchronized.

Jiang Ci walked forward alone, his battle robe billowing like snow in the wind, his steps steady and powerful.

He stopped a few steps away from the snowy night, clasped his hands in a respectful greeting:

"Your Majesty, we have fulfilled our mission."

Not bowing to the emperor is a privilege bestowed upon the Divine Oracle General.

"My esteemed minister has rendered countless meritorious services to the empire. With you by our side, our empire is truly blessed!"

He smiled broadly on the snowy night, sparing no words in praising Jiang Ci.

The Heavenly Dou Empire was actually in an extremely awkward situation before.

In terms of high-end Soul Master combat power, it cannot compare with the Spirit Hall.

In terms of normal military strength, it is no match for the Star Luo Empire.

As a result, the Star Luo Empire has not yet encountered any trouble, but the Heaven Dou Empire has experienced multiple rebellions.

After all, isn't this because the Heavenly Dou Empire's strength is no longer enough to control its subordinate kingdoms?

Fortunately, they still have this young Oracle General.

A divine sword was used to forcefully suppress those forces that were eager to try and had other intentions, making them completely subdued.

Why did he personally go out of the city to greet her on a snowy night?

Was it solely due to the victory brought about by Jiang Ci?

No.

It was more about winning people over, to make Jiang Ci feel that he valued him.

It was extremely clear in the snowy night.

The Heavenly Dou Empire desperately needs a pillar of strength like Jiang Ci.

Not only does he possess exceptional military talent, but his own Soul Master talent is also terrifyingly strong.

There was no one more suitable than him within the empire.

Therefore, even though Jiang Ci now enjoys immense popularity among the people.

However, Xueye did not choose to suppress him deliberately. Instead, he went out of the city to welcome him, which raised his reputation to a new level.

Jiang Ci was fully aware of this.

He was not angry at Xueye for his scheming.

Jiang Ci didn't care how Xue Ye schemed against him.

The reason he entered the Heavenly Dou Army and made such great contributions was simply to reduce the suffering of the people and the nation.

"Father is right. With the Divine Oracle General here, those petty villains can't stir up any trouble."

Xue Qinghe, played by Qian Renxue, said with a light laugh.

She looked at Jiang Ci, quite amazed by this young divine general.

Even someone as proud as her had to admit that Jiang Ci's brilliance was truly dazzling.

I am not much older than him, and I am even a few years older.

However, the difference in their cultivation levels had already widened.

Keep in mind, she is a user of innate level 20 soul power!

This once made Qian Renxue feel a sense of urgency and rekindled her focus on cultivation.

This also makes her current cultivation level much higher than it was in the original story.

The avalanche beside them nodded repeatedly:

"The divine general is mighty; these rebels are nothing but clay chickens and earthen dogs."

The obsequiousness in his voice was undisguised.

Although Avalanche usually behaves extremely spoiled.

But he was never a pure playboy.

He sees some things very clearly.

Jiang Ci is currently at the height of his power and influence.

His influence in the military has even surpassed that of the veteran war god, Goron.

If they can win him over, even though Xue Qinghe's power is currently immense, Xue Beng is still confident that they can bring him down.

Therefore, Xue Beng treated Jiang Ci extremely well, even to the point of being obsequious.

"The two princes praised it highly."

Jiang Ci remained expressionless, showing no difference in attitude towards the two people's evaluations.

He could see clearly that the two men were trying to win him over.

However, Jiang Ci had no intention of getting involved in such matters.

For him, it didn't matter who the master of the Heavenly Dou Empire was.

As long as that person can tolerate it and prevent the country and its people from falling into dire straits, that's enough.

This attitude was also what pleased Xueye the most.

After all, he didn't know Jiang Ci's true thoughts.

All that is known is that he has no interest in the struggle for the throne.

Doesn't that mean his obsession with power isn't actually that deep?

Capable yet lacking ambition, this is practically the perfect general template every emperor dreams of!