Simulated immortality allows me to calculate talent stats.

[Three riders and one bicycle left the Eastern Hill Highlands and headed towards the canyon.]

[The high hills to the west are heavily fortified, with a strong military presence, ready for battle.]

The soldier gripped his weapon tightly, his expression grave, and deep in his eyes lay an indelible fear.

They knew that after years of fierce fighting, the time for peace talks was finally approaching.

Next, the ruthless killer who wreaked havoc in the Western Regions will lead his army to arrive.

Even knowing that the meeting would be for peace talks, not a fight to the death.

[It still filled them with dread and fear.]

The person leading the army to greet them was a young general.

Clad in silver armor, wielding a three-pointed, double-edged spear, his bearing was imposing, and his aura chilling.

His gaze flashed like cold stars, sharp and piercing.

Suddenly, he lowered his eyes and looked down.

[Sensing the approaching cavalry, his brow furrowed slightly.]

It wasn't reverence, but doubt.

The scale of the operation was indeed too small.

This is not a troop mobilization at all.

Soon, amidst the swirling yellow sand, a procession of three riders guarding the carriage appeared.

Yang Jian immediately sensed that familiar aura.

[Like a raging sea of ​​blood, billowing and surging, it instilled a chilling sense of impending death.]

Wei Qi...

Yang Jian's eyes turned cold as he recognized this formidable enemy he had been battling for years.

Furthermore, within this small group of people, he sensed other equally formidable individuals.

[Arrogant and flamboyant, wild and untamed, its power and might seem to tangible and rampant.]

Pang Hai.

Yang Jian was also familiar with him and recognized him.

Then, with a suspicious look in his eyes, he noticed another divine aura, faintly visible, like a mirage.

[If it weren't for confidence in one's own cultivation level.]

Everyone thought it was just an illusion.

When he tried to perceive it more closely, he found that the energy had completely disappeared.

[It seems to completely not exist.]

Yang Jian's senses spread, attempting to probe the figure within the carriage.

[This allows Wei Qi and Pang Hai to protect the emperor.]

The person in the middle should be the one who orchestrated the upheaval in the Western Regions.

He had vaguely learned about this person's identity from his teacher.

After reviewing the intelligence, it felt utterly mysterious and unbelievable.

[Yang Jian sensed the frame of the carriage, but before he could probe inside, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his whole body trembled.]

He found himself seemingly trapped in endless darkness.

From that deep void, a pair of eyes, piercing through all things and shimmering with a cold light, slowly looked toward him.

[This immediately caused Yang Jian to withdraw his senses in alarm.]

[That kind of eerie feeling that cannot be measured by strength or weakness, but is indescribable, ineffable, and captivating.]

[It instilled in him an instinctive sense of apprehension.]

After startling the probing person away, you withdrew your gaze.

Xu Kun crouched beside you, slowly wagging his tail.

"Meow~ This person is really bold, daring to directly probe your identity, big brother, meow~"

[We've spent so much time together, even with Wei Qi, Pang Hai, and Xu Hui.]

[They dare not even perceive your presence, nor discern your aura.]

Because it was absolutely filthy.

Wei Qi noticed the brief exchange and sneered, "This man is named Yang Jian, one of the three commanders-in-chief of the Western Regions Allied Forces at the front."

"Her talent and aptitude are astonishing, no less than mine."

[After hearing Wei Qi's assessment, you couldn't help but glance at him sideways.]

Anyone who could make Wei Qi feel that he was no less capable than himself must be extraordinary.

Wei Qi's cold smile faded as he continued, "Unfortunately, he's like I used to be; he hasn't fully grasped his true nature."

"Furthermore, they excel at solo combat and are not suited for battlefield strategy."

You understand what he means.

This person possesses unparalleled talent, comparable to Gong Si and Pei Qingyu.

[Individual combat prowess has the potential to reach the pinnacle of human strength and ascend to the heavens.]

But he was not a genius general.

After calming his initial shock, Yang Jian's brow furrowed.

Looking at your formation of three riders and one bicycle, it's completely different from the situation I imagined we'd encounter.

[No large army was mobilized; instead, a small force was deployed.]

[It was a mixture of surprise and admiration.]

[To negotiate peace deep within enemy territory was an outrageous decision.]

They still haven't mobilized the main force.

[This is absolutely outrageous!]

This will inevitably arouse his intense curiosity about you.

What kind of person could gain the trust of figures like Wei Qi and Pang Hai, and thus instigate chaos in the Western Regions?

[They still dare to take such a risk at this moment.]

He understood from past situations that the person behind the scenes was not a rash or impulsive individual.

I knew you'd made this decision.

There is only one reason.

That is confidence.

[A confident coalition of a hundred nations from the Western Regions, boasting numerous experts and profound resources.]

Nothing could keep you all here.

Three riders escorted the carriage, and they soon arrived at the heavily fortified defensive position in the Western Regions.

"Line up! Welcome!"

Yang Jian shouted loudly, and the army parted to make way for a smooth road.

Wei Qi, undaunted, spurred his horse forward.

Pang Hai and Xu Hui stood on either side of the carriage, escorting the emperor forward.

Soon, the three riders and one horse were surrounded by a heavily armed army.

Faced with this situation, Yang Jian naturally couldn't suppress the urge to take risks.

After weighing the options, we decided to suppress it.

[This peace negotiation was led by the teacher, with the prince's full consent; he cannot allow the situation to deteriorate.]

Moreover...

He wasn't afraid of being surrounded one-on-one, but he was terrified when several people joined forces.

Even with a military formation, self-defense would be difficult.

Yang Jian composed himself and spurred his horse to the carriage.

[With hands clasped and a deep voice:] "Yang Jian, on the orders of Grand Tutor Jiang, has come to respectfully welcome the envoy from Yongzhou."

You sat silently in the carriage, without uttering a word.

The second-generation Pang Hai spurred his horse forward one step.

"Hahahaha..."

[First came the familiar, wild laughter, then the sound amplified with a tangible, awe-inspiring force.]

"Wen Yu, a disciple of the Celestial Master of the Celestial Master's Mansion and a contemporary Daoist prodigy."

The second-generation Pang Hai replied according to proper etiquette.

[And then what came to mind?]

[I've taken the liberty of adding a sentence.]

[Title: Great Teacher of Wisdom!!!]

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a chill run down his spine.

Wei Qi and the second-generation Xu Hui looked at him with admiration.

[The day you used your magic to summon clouds and rain, and the soldiers shouted "Great and Wise Teacher!" they thought your expression was strange.]

[Knowing there might be some secret behind it, which makes your attitude towards this title so complex.]

At this moment, the second-generation leader, Pang Hai, actually spoke out loudly.

[I'll help you promote this name.]

The two couldn't help but sigh.

[Hai Zi is still too brave.]

Your penetrating gaze pierced through the curtain, striking the spine of the Second Hokage, Pang Hai, like a sword.

[This left him stiff and his expression blank.]

He chuckled sheepishly and scratched his head.

You shook your head and chuckled lightly, a hint of annoyance in your voice.

[A sense of helplessness welled up inside.]

【Hai Zi, do you know the weight of this honorific title?】

"Is it because you're afraid the karma I bear isn't heavy enough?"

[You withdrew your gaze, and a serene, classical voice began to play.]

"Let's go."