Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Spring had arrived, but the Northern Frontier was still filled with wind and snow. Though it had lessened considerably, it still fell intermittently.
The farther south they traveled, the better the weather became. But in reality, it was still cold, though not as bitter as in the north. Yet, winter would always pass, whether objectively or subjectively.
The cultivators heading south appeared far more dejected compared to when they had first gone up north. Though they were all returning home safely, some of their clansmen and friends would forever remain in the desolate north.
A faint sense of sorrow lingered among the group.
The scholars from the academy who accompanied them also did not have pleasant expressions. Some of their students had perished during this journey, including disciples of their old friends. They were now thinking about how to explain these losses to their friends.
Wei Xu was not sitting inside the carriage but was instead driving it, watching the ever-changing scenery pass by, lost in his own thoughts.
At the rear of the convoy, inside one of the carriages, Xie Nandu sat across from Chen Chao. Xie Nandu was writing something with an ink brush, her head lowered. Chen Chao looked at her, as though wanting to say something but hesitating.
After some time, Xie Nandu finished her task, raised her head, and handed what she had written to Chen Chao.
"Memorize it."
Xie Nandu said softly, her voice not loud but carrying a tone that allowed no objections.
Chen Chao frowned as he looked at the small booklet in his hand. He found that it contained Xie Nandu's insights on the demon territory and the Northern Frontier, all based on the places she had visited and the records she had studied. Her conclusions were well-founded, and it could be said that if Xie Nandu were to join the Northern Frontier Army as a general, she would have little difficulty. Moreover, she had long proven her capabilities.
She was highly suited for leading troops into battle. The only issues were that she lacked prestige wit
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