Chapter 306.2: Going North and Returning South - Part 2
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Martial Cultivator Chapter 306.2: Going North and Returning South - Part 2

Li Changling sighed and said softly, "How do you think I felt the first time I went into battle?"

Wan Qi puzzled, "General, did your heart race, and your blood boil?"

Li Changling shook his head, "Not quite. When I first rode into battle with my comrades, as soon as we set off, I couldn't hear any sound other than my own heartbeat. It pounded like the beating of war drums; loud and clear. It wasn't until we faced the demons head-on that I was truly frightened silly. I couldn't help but think how damn ugly those demons were. But then, I thought, if I had the misfortune of dying by their hands, they would probably devour Your Father afterward. That thought was even more unsettling. At that moment, I couldn't even hear my heartbeat. It wasn't until later, when one of my comrades struck a blow into the flesh and blood of a demon, that I returned to my senses."

"Perhaps that process is akin to breaking through the water, feeling the world truly present itself before me."

Recalling the story from the past, Li Changling shook his head repeatedly. That was his first time on the battlefield. In the end, he did not manage to kill a single demon. He had only managed to escape with his life through sheer luck.

Of course, with the increasing number of times he went into battle afterward, he killed more and more demons, becoming increasingly adept and confident.

"General, did you stop being afraid of going to battle after that?"

Wan Qi smiled and said, "Either way, I stopped being scared after going to battle a few times."

Li Changling still shook his head, saying solemnly, "I was scared. Every time Your Father went onto the battlefield, I'm scared I won't come back. Why was I afraid? What's the point of dying? Is there good wine and meat down there?" "At that point, whatever alcohol I want to drink would depend entirely on whether these guys have the conscience to sacrifice to me. If they have no conscience and just use the lousiest drink to hoodwink me, can Your Father climb out of my grave to cuss them out?"

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