Chapter 134: Chapter 134

Before long, over a hundred people had stepped forward, most of them were outer sect disciples of the Primordial Martial Realm, and only a few Inner Sect Disciples of the True Martial Realm.

As for the Core Disciples in the High-level True Martial Realm, aside from Li and Xiao Feng, as well as Wang Zhen, not a single one had volunteered. The higher the cultivation, the better they knew how difficult it was to cultivate, and the more they cherished their own lives, reluctant to take risks unless absolutely necessary.

"Chu Sect Master, this number of people is far from sufficient. I must take at least three thousand from the Primordial Martial Realm, three hundred from the early stage of the True Martial Realm, one hundred from the Middle Stage True Martial Realm, and ten from the High-level True Martial Realm. It seems we have no choice but to call them by name. Would you like me to send someone to do it, or will you handle it yourselves?" General Deng glanced at those who had stepped forward, shook his head, and spoke with dissatisfaction.

Chu Yunshan and the Guardian Elders furrowed their brows, cursing internally at how ruthless General Deng was, demanding to take nearly a third of the disciples from the Galaxy Sect at once. But this was an order from Lord War King, and they had no recourse.

"General Deng, let us handle it," Chu Yunshan replied. If they allowed General Deng's men to pick, they would surely target those with higher cultivation, which would severely weaken the Galaxy Sect. It was better that they actively meet the numbers General Deng required.

"Very well, I'll leave it to you. But, Chu Sect Master, you can't just pick those with poor aptitude or shallow cultivation to give to me. The combat effectiveness of the people I bring back cannot be inadequate, lest we become a laughingstock," General Deng said.

"Don't worry, General. I know what I am doing and will make sure you are satisfied," Chu Yunshan replied.

"That's reassuring," General Deng nodded.

Afterward, Chu Yunshan assigned the task of selecting disciples to the Guardian Elders sitting to his left.

The selection process was extremely drawn out, lasting a full hour before finally concluding, causing General Deng to show an impatient and dissatisfied expression early on.

But there was no help for it, as these Guardian Elders all had disciples from their own lineages standing on the plaza, and not a single one wanted their lineage's disciples to be chosen. Thus, a heated debate was inevitable.

"Is it done? If so, announce it quickly. I am in a hurry to report back," General Deng urged impatiently.

"It's done, it's done," a Guardian Elder hurriedly replied with a smile.

"Announce it," Chu Yunshan said.

"Yes, Sect Master." That Guardian Elder nodded and then scanned the crowd, his gaze suddenly locking onto Zhao Letian, a cold smile appearing on the edge of his mouth.

"Not good," Zhao Letian's brows furrowed, sensing trouble. This content was first released on *.

"In no particular order, those whose names I call, step forward. Zhao Letian, Liu Wei..." said the Elder with a cold laugh.

Zhao Letian was the only person that these Guardian Elders unanimously agreed to call without discussion—his talent was too strong, and he was not willing to align with them. Keeping such a threat at the sect was undesirable; his death on the frontier battlefield would be preferable.

"These scoundrels," Zhao Letian's expression darkened, perfectly understanding that these Guardian Elders were taking personal revenge for his previous refusal of their overtures. Otherwise, with his talent, he would be a key cultivation target in any sect and definitely not someone General Deng would be allowed to take away.

Even Liu Wei was implicated for being close to him. He would remember this debt and would surely settle the score in the future.

Zhao Letian couldn't help but glance over at Sect Master Chu Yunshan, noticing a slight frown on Chu Yunshan's face when his name was mentioned. It seemed there was some dissatisfaction, but ultimately Chu Yunshan remained silent, making it clear to Zhao Letian that he had no choice but to join the military at War King City.

"It makes sense. All of Chu Yunshan's direct disciples are going to War King City. How would he make an exception to keep me?" A resigned smile crept into Zhao Letian's heart. He knew that in Chu Yunshan's heart, his status was still not as important as his direct disciples; otherwise, he would definitely have been asked to stay just now.

But it didn't matter. Zhao Letian had considered this outcome. Since there was no choice, he was ready to let loose and make a name for himself in War King City.

"Ha, should've volunteered earlier when there were rewards to be had. Now look, you get nothing and still have to join the military. Serves you right."

Some took pleasure in Zhao Letian's misfortune and mocked him, but he simply smiled and ignored them, not bothering to care. They would never understand that the rewards they considered so tempting were nothing more than a drizzle to Zhao Letian.

Soon, over three thousand people had been selected. Among them were both those with lesser and those with better talents. On average, their talents were only mediocre within the Galaxy Sect; those with lesser talents were in the majority, while those with better talents were sacrificed by the sect to give General Deng an explanation.

As for a top-tier talent like Zhao Letian, he was the only one. The others were protected by Elders from their respective factions and stayed within the Galaxy Sect.

"Although these youngsters' cultivation is rather disappointing, they will barely suffice to report back. Let's proceed with this plan; it's getting late, and I will lead them out now." General Deng glanced at the disciples chosen by the Guardian Elders, his brows slightly furrowed, standing up discontentedly. However, considering the presence of voluntary top-tier talents like Li Shi and Xiao Feng, he could barely accept the situation.

"In that case, Chu bids General farewell," Chu Yunshan stood up as well.

"Lower the Floating Battleship."

Suddenly, General Deng looked up and called out to the sky.

As soon as the words were spoken, the previously empty sky distorted suddenly, and a black battleship, over a kilometer long, materialized out of thin air, descending slowly above the plaza. Bathed in the sunlight, its hull gleamed with a cold metallic luster, while several powerful Array Formation Light Shields could be seen on the warship.

"What a formidable battleship."

Everyone gasped in amazement. The scale of this battleship was no less than that of the Galaxy Sect's Golden Warship. To note, the Golden Warship is the Galaxy Sect's Treasure of the Sect. Yet, this black warship was merely one that General Deng had brought from War King City; in that city, there were many more such mighty vessels.

"Those whose names were called, board the ship," ordered General Deng, surveying the crowd.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!..."

At his command, everyone leaped into the air, transforming into streaks of light, surging toward the sky, and landing on the massive battleship.

"Weiwei, Luo Yao, let's go up as well," Zhao Letian said to Liu Wei and Luo Yao. Then, the three of them also leaped onto the ship.