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The woman who walked out of the sandstorm was as delicate and beautiful as porcelain.
She was about one hundred seventy centimeters in height. Her yellow silk long skirt clung to her slender figure, and she wore bits and pieces of armor. On her spotlessly white forehead was a gorgeous headdress that was like a crown.
Star General?!
A thought appeared in Chen Mo’s mind. Could it be she was some sort of deranged Star General?
But the woman lacked any killing intent, and he was unable to sense even the tiniest bit of power from her. In particular, that woman’s pupils were very simple…they could even be described as a bit blank, expressionless. She was very adorable and was completely without any murderous aura.
If it was not for the bandit Human Immortals fleeing upon hearing her name, at first glance, this woman who was as beautiful as porcelain would seem like an ordinary person.
However, Chen Mo did not want to provoke trouble. She was able to scare away the Human Immortal bandits, saving him some trouble. Chen Mo prepared to continue on his way when that girl cocked her head as she looked at Chen Mo. The girl’s eyes were honestly too guileless, like fake crystals. The blankness in them was distressing.
“Many thanks to Your Distinguished Self for lending a hand just now.” Chen Mo thought that he should still politely step forward and express his gratitude.
The girl clearly was unaware she had done anything. She looked at her hands and blankly said: “But my hands are right here?”1
“Cough.” Chen Mo cleared his throat: “Your Servant is Chen Mo. I wonder where Your Distinguished Self is going?”
“I am lost.”
“Want to come with me?” Chen Mo’s eyes turned. This Furious Flame Desert appeared to be very dangerous, and he was very unfamiliar with this place. This girl was able to strike fear into the bandits, so she ought to be of a formidable Star General identity. If he had her at his side, clearly that would save on a lot of trouble.
The woman did not respond, as if she was wondering what Chen Mo’s words meant.
“I’m going to the oasis, do you want to go there?” Chen Mo added.
“Sure.” The woman answered.
“Right, I still don’t know what your name is?” Chen Mo walked beside the woman, showing a friendly smile.
She probably saw Chen Mo as worthy of her trust, for the woman answered: “I am Milu.”2
Chen Mo nearly snotted himself.
Even her name was so silly.
The little white fox yelped and poked its head out from his jacket. The woman’s eyes immediately widened, and she let out a long gasp: “So cute…”
“This is…Daji…” Chen Mo thought of the first name to enter his head.
“Hug, hug.” Milu spread open her arms.
The little white fox shrunk back into Chen Mo’s chest, slightly frightened.
“Right, do you know where the oasis is?” Chen Mo asked her.
Milu pointed in every direction. Right, it seemed that asking Sir Lost Marquis a question like this was superfluous. Chen Mo walked in before the corpse of Xu Wucai. This body was already a puddle of flesh, and Chen Mo found an Astral Bag.
Since this cultivator was a local bandit or something, he should be very familiar with this place’s topography. Chen Mo flipped through his possessions for awhile, finding many good quality pills. The Inner Star Field’s Spirit Medicines were divided into “grades” from Grade Nine to Supreme Grade. These pills just so happened to be perfect for use in breaking past Fate Realization Realm.
Other than the pills, there were also several black bottles of overwhelming stench and a cultivation manual for the “Accumulated Corpse Black Water” ability. While Chen Mo had no interest in this kind of power whatsoever, he stored them away in passing.
After searching some more, Chen Mo also found more than 500 Astral Cents and 10 Astral Dollars. This was actually an unexpected harvest. However, besides this, he did not see any maps.
Sir Lost Marquis stared blankly from the side at Chen Mo as he rummaged through the mushy corpse. The woman was not disgusted. Rather, her attention was drawn to the adorable nine-tailed fox, “Daji.”
“Let’s go.” Chen Mo stood up. He smiled when he saw that Milu was very fond of Daji: “Give it a few days. Once Daji gets to know you better, it will be very affectionate with you.”
“Oh.”
…
In a ruin on a sand dune ten li away, the Raging Flame Lizard bandits were gathered together. These bandits who viewed themselves as malefactors of the desert, who thought themselves the highest, were currently somewhat frightened and doubtful, sitting together in dejection.
The Raging Flame Lizards’ leader, Qi Xi,3 tightly furrowed his brow.
“Boss Qi, this can’t go on.” A red-faced youth stepped forward, speaking with worry as he looked at his dispirited subordinates. “Every time we see Sir Lost Marquis, we scurry away like rats that’ve seen a cat. This is too great a blow to our brothers’ morale.”
“Yan Hong,4 didn’t you run all the same.” Qi Xi hardened his face.
Yan Hong was very embarrassed: “She is Sir Lost Marquis, after all.”
Sir Lost Marquis had wandered the Furious Flame Desert for more than a decade now. Rumor said that back then, a bandit troupe saw her and thought her to be an ordinary woman. The bandit leader wanted to make her his wife, but the end result was that only four people of the group escaped. The rest had all been slaughtered.
This matter shocked the several dozen bandit camps in the Furious Flame Desert, and henceforth, she was known to be a Star General.
They originally thought that this woman had probably come to the Furious Flame Desert for the Siming Nine Serenities Flame. After a period of time elapsed, things would get better, but after a dozen years, the woman roamed the desert like a ghost, emptyheaded and completely aimless.
Sir Lost Marquis.
Henceforth, all the bandit camps mockingly gave her that nickname.
However, this joke was only a silver lining for them. Every time Sir Lost Marquis was spotted, all bandits would scatter like birds and beasts. After so many years, this had surprisingly become ingrained as a kind of instinct. This truly was fucking humiliating.
“Is it still the case right now that no one knows just what Star General this Sir Lost Marquis is?”
Yan Hong shook his head.
“As long as Sir Lost Marquis is here, we have no choice but to run.”
“Leader, why not consider that plan?” Yan Hong earnestly asked.
“Put in a request with the people of the Hunting Heavenly Pavilion?”5 Qi Xi wrinkled his brow.
The Hunting Heavenly Pavilion was a covert black market organization in the Inner Star Fields. They were specialized in hunting, counter-hunting, intelligence gathering, etc.
“Finite values solve priceless problems” was the Hunting Heavenly Pavilion’s slogan. So long as you could pay the price, the Hunting Heavenly Pavilion was able to solve all difficult rpoblems.
Not only were there many warriors in the Hunting Heavenly Pavilion, there were also Star Warriors and even some Star Generals.
The Hunting Heavenly Pavilion had a “Heavenly Stair”6 system that ran from One Star to Nine Stars. The higher the Star Level, the more generous the services one could receive from the Hunting Heavenly Pavilion. As a result, they attracted the participation of many people. Those of the Nine Stars status in the Sixteen Star Kingdoms could receive the treatment that the best Star Generals would.
The dozen bandit camps in the desert had already considered for a very long time about eliminating Sir Lost Marquis, but the price was too great, which made them ponder longer.
“I believe many people would be willing to try to kill a Star General. Even other Star Generals would consider it. Perhaps we can attract powerful warriors with this condition.”
“Fine, gather the leaders of the other bandit camps. We can’t wait any longer.” Qi Xi made his decision. He already had enough of being driven about in his own domain.
“As you command.”
The Inner Star Fields possessed abundant Star Energy and powerful spiritual energy. While cultivating, Chen Mo’s body developed a dozen times faster than in the Outer Star Fields. After ingesting the pills, he increased a level. Third Layer Greater Thunder Tribulation was already vaguely developing; he could break through at any moment.
Night.
Chen Mo fed the little white fox the “Qi Rearing Pills” he obtained from Xu Wucai, and he took a few desert scorpions to make himself some skewers. Milu sat to the side like a puppet. She did not cultivate, nor was her mind on the alert. Generally, she had a kind of absentmindedness. If it was not personally witnessing the formidable bandit troupe fleeing upon hearing about her, Chen Mo would never have believed that this girl was actually a Star General.
“Sir Lost Marquis.” Chen Mo roasted the scorpions. In his mind, he searched historical information from his previous life to guess Milu’s true identity.
Star World reportedly had an unparalleled treasure known as the “Birth Treasure Outline” that was capable of clearly understanding all information about a Star General. Chen Mo felt that even if he did not have it, he could still make do.
Very quickly, some information pertaining to Sir Lost Marquis jumped into his mind.
In Chinese history, when it came to being lost, the Western Han general, Li Guang, came to mind. The Flying General Li Guang from history was an existence that made the Xiongnu flee in terror at the sound of his name. However, Li Guang’s end was not good. Because he got lost, he missed an opportunity to provide assistance during a battle, and as a result, Li Guang committed suicide.
Could she be?
Chen Mo raised his brow. If this was the case, then Milu’s identity was exceptional. However, to be frank, most of the comments pertaining to Li Guang on forums were disparaging. Super genius Huo Qubing executed a battle strategy that blockaded the Khentii Mountains, and Wei Qing stormed Longcheng, with both of them reaching the highest of official positions. Compared to their astonishing talents, Li Guang’s military successes were not particularly impressive.
In the battles against the Xiongnu, he kept fighting despite continual setbacks, not making many significant contributions.
There was a saying, “Feng Tang easily ages, Li Guang hardly has merits” that describes Li Guang being made a general on the border while even his own son Li Gan was made a marquis. Even when he died, Li Guang was not conferred a marquessate.
On the forums, many people felt that Li Guang’s renowned status was very debatable. Chen Mo actually did not feel this way. From his perspective, Li Guang was probably an expert in classical defensive strategies and an expert in defensive battles. As a result, the Xiongnu timidly retreated when they heard Li Guang was stationed at the border. However, to make Li Guang execute an attack on Mobei like Huo Qubing or make direct assaults, that would be a bit more challenging. Consequently, in the end, he even got lost in the desert and left behind the tragedy of an honor suicide in apology.
But regardless, in China’s long history, Li Guang was a very famous Star Name.
Chen Mo stared at Milu as she changed expressions. Milu pointed at the skewer: “Burn…ing.”
“Hm?”
“Burn…ing.” Milu’s expression was simple.
Chen Mo smeled something burning, and only then did he realize his scorpions were thoroughly roasted. He promptly flipped them over.
Seeing that dinner would be alright, Milu continued to gaze at Daji.
“Milu, when I look at you like this, don’t you feel any reaction?” Chen Mo curiously asked. Generally, a girl stared at by a man so much would feel a bit awkward. If they encountered someone they liked, they would blush. If they bumped into something loathsome, they would get angry. If they came across arrogance, they would give the cold shoulder. But Chen Mo found that he had stared at her for so long, yet Milu was completely unaware. His “gaze full of reminiscence” was surprisingly not as interesting as those skewers.
“There is a reaction.” Milu slightly nodded.
Chen Mo’s heart was a bit elated.
“Hungry.” Her next word was a merciless blow.
Chen Mo did not know whether to laugh or cry: “I really wonder how you lived in the desert before.”
“I do not know.” Milu shook her head. She was not clear about this either.
This is probably what “just getting by” meant.
The scorpions finished roasting. Chen Mo took out his self-prepared spices and sprinkled them. A rich aroma caused the little white fox to drool, and Milu’s eyes seemed to light up. But the girl merely stared blankly and made no requests.
Chen Mo gave her a few skewers that she very, very slowly ate.
Her blank manner gave Chen Mo a kind of deja vu.
Right, back then, after Mother finished speaking about Lie Yukou’s archery back then, he also seemed to have some vague recollection of a story she told about virtue. What was it. Chen Mo racked his brains, feeling that story was on the tip of his tongue, but it remained hidden at the critical moment.
Never mind, he would let nature run its course.
Chen Mo shook his head. He took a bite of the desert scorpion and spat it back out. This scorpion’s flesh contained grit. Eating it was like eating sand, extremely difficult.
Chen Mo shook his head. He lifted his gaze to see the girl smacking her lips.
Milu had finished several skewers and was looking at the one in Chen Mo’s hand.
“Take it, don’t you find it tough to eat?” Chen Mo passed it to her.
“It is good.” The woman helped herself to it.
“An incredible flavor.”
Chen Mo prostrated himself in admiration.
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