A land of clouds and mist.

Sitting by the window, Xiao Jue suddenly shuddered and then let out a loud sneeze.

Upon seeing this, the servant standing nearby hurriedly stepped forward to close the window and asked softly, "Master, are you perhaps chilled? Should I call a doctor to come and take a look?"

Xiao Jue waved his hand, rubbed his slightly sore nose, and muttered to himself, "Achoo! Could it be that someone is talking about me in secret?"

Before he could finish speaking, two more sneezes rang out.

Seeing this, Xiao Yi couldn't help but laugh and said, "Hehe, in my opinion, that woman in purple must be missing you, Master. Master, when exactly do you plan to return to the capital?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Jue smiled slightly but did not reply.

He simply raised his hand slightly and waved.

The servant understood immediately, bowed, and quietly left the room.

At this moment, only Xiao Jue and Xiao Yi remained in the room.

Xiao Jue's gaze slowly shifted to the window, where he saw a gloomy sky covered with dark clouds, giving off a sense of oppression.

After a moment of silence, Xiao Jue suddenly asked, "Have the million-strong Ever Victorious Army that returned from the frontier been properly arranged?"

His voice remained calm and even, as if he were talking about something perfectly ordinary.

Xiao Yi quickly cupped his hands and replied, "Reporting to Master, everything has been arranged according to your instructions. The wounded have long since recovered and are jumping around happily."

His words revealed a hint of dissatisfaction with the ever-victorious army.

Xiao Jue glanced at Xiao Yi, who was muttering dejectedly:

“Master, do you know that’s an army of over a million? If we continue to support this million-strong army like this, in less than two years, they will probably devour all of our First Building’s assets.”

To be honest, Xiao Yi was indeed a little dissatisfied.

After all, although this First Building is the property of the building owner, it also owes much to the joint efforts of the other venerable masters.

Now, suddenly, First Floor is expected to support the million-strong army of the Boss's wife. Even if First Floor is incredibly wealthy and makes money like water, it probably can't withstand such a strain.

After all, those million-strong victorious army not only had to be provided with food and lodging, but also had to receive monthly wages.

The ever-victorious army was only responsible for training this and that every day.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Jue clicked his tongue, his tone slightly reproachful: "Can't you broaden your horizons a bit?"

He then solemnly declared, "Now, they are no longer merely the forces belonging to one person, but the reserve force for the entire Sumeru Continent. In the future, they will surely fight alongside the Dragon Guards, Phoenix Guards, and Divine Guards, shouldering the heavy responsibility of protecting the Sumeru Continent."

After winning the battle, this million-strong army disappeared from the battlefield without a trace.

Those who know about the million-strong Ever Victorious Army have been ordered not to divulge a single word about it.

As for those who are unaware of the situation, they only hear a legend.

This million-strong army can, if necessary, become the final trump card of the Sumeru Continent.

These were Yun Qingluo's original words.

She took such a huge risk to bring these million-strong Ever-Victorious Army from the former wilderness, not only to solve the predicament of Tianmo Kingdom at that time.

After her child was born, she had a new perspective on this group of people.

What she was thinking was that in the future, no matter what difficulties she encountered, she would have a trump card.

Instead of being chased by those people and falling off a cliff to escape like before.

However, before Xiao Jue could finish speaking, Xiao Yi impatiently interjected, "But back then, the mistress of the tower left in such a hurry that everyone only left behind two pills the size of soybeans. Could just two pills really produce such miraculous effects?"

One pill to cleanse the muscles and bones, the other to unblock the meridians? I find this supposed medicinal efficacy utterly unbelievable.

Clearly, Xiao Yi still harbored some doubts about the actual effectiveness of these pills.

Xiao Jue glanced at Xiao Yi indifferently, and Xiao Yi immediately shut up, lowered his head, and stopped talking.

Xiao Jue shifted his gaze to the sky outside the window and said calmly, "You have a big problem with that? They haven't even used that medicine, and you think it's useless?"

Xiao Yi still felt unconvinced when he thought of the silver flowing out like a waterfall. "Where in the world can you find such a miraculous medicine?"

Xiao Jue remained silent for a long time. Just as Xiao Yi thought his master was angry and was about to apologize, he heard Xiao Jue sigh, "There really is."

When Yun Qingluo had the Divine Doctor Valley send over carriages filled with precious medicines, she also included a letter addressed to him.

Unexpectedly, she had mixed human blood into these drugs!

When he learned of this news, he originally planned to immediately convey the matter to Mo Beichen.

Unfortunately, by the time Yun Qingluo's letter reached him, they had already embarked on their journey to the First Continent.

Therefore, when Mo Beichen mentioned to him that Yun Qingluo's face was becoming increasingly pale, she was weak all over and often fell into a coma, it was all because she had made these medicines.

After all, the trouble caused by the First Continent might have been life-threatening, but it certainly wouldn't have caused such severe damage to her body, making her look ashen and bloodless.

At this moment, Xiao Jue was filled with doubt: since the Ever Victorious Army would eventually step forward, Mo Beichen would know the truth sooner or later.

In this light, what is the point of Yun Qingluo concealing the truth for a while?

What he didn't know was that Yun Qingluo's current weak and haggard appearance was indeed caused by that illness.

at this time.

Xiao Bai watched listlessly as Yun Qingluo laid out a mat on the ground, preparing to do yoga.

"I don't think you needed to bleed in the first place. The medicine wouldn't have been less effective without your blood. Your health wouldn't be this bad either," Xiao Yi complained.

"The deficit is so huge now, it will take a long time to make up for it," Xiao Yi continued to complain.

Yun Qingluo, who was doing yoga, paused slightly before continuing to the next movement after listening to Xiao Yi's words.

"That's so unfair to me. I only bled a little bit during all that time," Yun Qingluo denied.