Book of Disaster

She had been listening and analyzing, including what Bai Qi said and what General Long Wei said, and always felt that something was wrong.

This Sun Zhantian is too abnormal. To some extent, it can even be said that he poses a greater threat than the Black Dragon.

At least the Black Dragon couldn't be as fast as him, let alone have as rich combat skills and experience as him, and... wasn't as difficult to deal with as him.

"Miss Xu is worthy of being the daughter of the God of War Suzaku. She saw the problem at a glance."

General Long Wei glanced at Xu Xuansu and praised him generously, but soon he sighed deeply:

"If Sun Zhantian is just powerful, it would be fine. However, with his arrogant and conceited behavior today, he can get in and leave at the same time. Our defense is useless to him."

"The reason is the armor he is wearing."

General Long Wei took a deep breath and continued:

"You may not have heard of it, but in the military of various countries, especially among the generals, almost everyone knows it. It is the Sun family's Flying Martial Saint Armor."

"Flying Martial Saint Armor?"

"What is this?"

Everyone looked at each other.

Bai Qi on the side seemed to be thinking about something. He remembered that General Long Wei had uttered those words when he saw Sun Zhantian soaring into the sky and leaving the camp.

"As we all know, below the Martial Saint level, no matter if it's a warrior, a martial master, or a martial master, the gap is not that big. At least it can be calculated. It's nothing more than a matter of strength. But the Martial Saint is different. Without achieving the Martial Saint level, no matter what level you are, you are just a piece of shit."

"It is not easy to become a Martial Saint. Talent, hard work, opportunity, and luck are all indispensable. This is the only thing that cannot be artificially mass-produced by all forces."

"If I hadn't been..., with my strength alone, I wouldn't have been able to become a general."

General Long Wei revealed the answer to the mystery in one sentence. It turned out that even he had not achieved the status of a Martial Saint.

There were several types of generals in the Yuan Dynasty. One type was those who had reached the level of Martial Saint and were commended by the court, and were true generals.

The other type is those who have served in the army for decades and made great contributions to the empire. Even if they have not become saints, they can still be awarded the title of general.

However, this military position is nominal and can only command and garrison reserve troops in the rear, and cannot command regular troops like a general on the front line.

In other words, the position of General Longwei is nominal, that is, at the quasi-saint level, similar to Sun Zhantian.

"...But the Sun family is different. They have produced many Martial Saints, and in their family, there is a special and precious armor forging technique, which is the Flying Martial Saint Armor. This is the Sun family's secret that will never be passed down."

"At present, we only know that this kind of armor is made by every Martial Saint of the Sun family before they die, or when they are fatally injured and it is determined that they are beyond help. All the Martial Saint-level blood and strength in their bodies will be extracted and injected into the armor. The person wearing the armor will, to some extent, possess a part of the Martial Saint's power."

"Not only that, the people of the Sun family can also inscribe their armor with many magic arrays, greatly increasing their movement speed, strength, and explosive power. Adding the blood of a martial saint, the Sun family's flying martial saint armor has incomparable power."

"This is something that the Sun family uses to pass on the family's strength and to determine the family's fortune. Each set is a rare treasure, and its value is inestimable."

"The Sun family has only produced a few sets of these armors over the past few hundred years, and they are rarely used. Outsiders rarely have the chance to see them. I have been in the army for decades, and this is the first time I have seen the Sun family's Flying Saint Armor with my own eyes."

General Long Wei said, with a look of deep regret.

It would naturally be a great joy if such a priceless treasure fell into the hands of a friend, but if it fell into the hands of an opponent, such as Sun Zhantian, it would undoubtedly be bad news for everyone.

In the hall, Bai Qi also fell silent.

There was no need for General Long Wei to explain further, he already understood what a set of Flying Martial Saint Armor meant.

As long as Sun Zhantian is willing, he can sneak into the military camp to assassinate him several times. Moreover, as long as he has the Flying Martial Saint Armor, Sun Zhantian can come and go freely like this time, and no one can do anything to him.

"...What a pity, my power of righteousness only left a mark and I can't use it again."

Bai Qi sighed slightly in his heart and glanced at the half-exposed golden mark on his wrist.

The power of correct argument that Zhu Xi talked about is too mysterious, and he still hasn't figured it out to this day.

But deep down in his heart, Bai Qi still felt that even if he possessed the power of righteousness, it might not be as easy as he imagined to kill Sun Zhantian.

"…He's too fast!"

Bai Qi said secretly in his heart.

"In short, you all stay here for the time being and don't act rashly. I will ask the court to see if there is any solution. But before you kill Sun Zhantian, you must remember not to act rashly. Do you understand?"

General Long Wei rarely showed off his authority and spoke seriously.

"Thank you, sir. We understand."

Bai Qi spoke on behalf of everyone.

No one had expected that Sun Shengyu would get into the trouble that he is in now. Everyone felt heavy in their hearts.

Ever since the assassination of Sun Zhantian, the entire southwest camp has been in a state of extremely tense martial law.

General Long Wei, in particular, personally took charge of the command and set up the formation. He even patrolled around occasionally at night to check for any movements. The level of tension was evident.

But for several days in a row, Sun Zhantian did not show up again, and the atmosphere eased a little.

"Mr. Bai, the medicine is here."

A personal soldier carried a bowl of medicine and walked carefully into Bai Qi's tent.

"Ah."

In the tent, Bai Qi just nodded without saying anything more, and continued to sit cross-legged and practice.

After several days of recuperation, his injuries had long since healed and he no longer needed to take herbal medicine, but General Long Wei still sent people to deliver herbal medicine to him every day as a gesture of goodwill.

Bai Qi didn't know what to say about this.

However, Bai Qi still felt a little heavy in his heart.

Although the assassination attempt by the general of the Sun family of Dayu Kingdom failed, Bai Qi never relaxed his mind and always maintained a sense of crisis.

His current strength is still too weak. Even in the heavily protected camp, there are people who dare to assassinate him. If he leaves the camp, I am afraid the situation will be even more dangerous.

——Next time, he may not be so lucky to survive.

"I must become even stronger!"

Bai Qi said secretly in his heart.

"It would be great if I could devour some more powerful martial spirits to allow the Shura martial spirit to evolve."

Sitting and waiting for death is not Bai Qi's style. After all, General Long Wei can protect him for a while, but not for a lifetime.

The only way to solve the problem once and for all is to improve your own strength as quickly as possible.

——He didn't want to be trapped in the camp for the rest of his life.