"Alright, alright, let's get back to work, or the supervisors will punish us again if they see us."
Yumi is the oldest, and among the three, she's usually the one who listens to them.
There wasn't much to do in the prisoner-of-war camp; it mainly involved cooking, washing dishes and clothes, and keeping the camp clean.
These tasks are easy; once they're finished, we can just follow the army on its way.
As Bai Luoti rode his horse past the prisoner-of-war camp, his eyes darted around, hoping to find that figure.
"Chiyo, your Haku-nii is here again."
Yumi, with her sharp eyes, spotted the nonchalant Bai Luoti immediately. She winked at Chiyo and teased her.
Chiyo looked up and visibly became happy.
She roused the firewood in her hands and ran towards Bai Luoti, muttering in broken Chinese, "Brother Bai! Brother Bai!"
Upon hearing this, Feng He couldn't help but shudder: "This little wench, her way of calling me is so cheesy, 'Brother Bai, Brother Bai,' it's giving me goosebumps."
Ying Song chimed in, "Old Bai, you're not really bewitched by this little Japanese pirate, are you?"
“I’ve noticed you’re going to the prisoner-of-war camp every few days, and each time you bring something over for others.”
"We've been brothers for so long, and I've never seen you treat me this well before."
"Get lost, do you think I'm that kind of person?"
Bai Luo rolled her eyes at the two of them: "She's still a child, can you not think so dirty thoughts? I just think this child is quite pitiful, and I treat her like a younger sister."
Upon hearing this, Feng He and Ying Song both revealed disdainful looks.
"Come on, she's a little sister now. In two years, she'll probably be holding her in her arms and calling her 'baby'."
In ancient times, people married at a younger age. By the time Chiyo was born, she was already of marriageable age. If she were in an island nation, her virginity would probably have been auctioned off.
Bai Luoti ignored the two sour-tongued guys and instead reached out to catch the little Chiyo who was running towards him.
"Brother Bai, I miss you so much."
Chiyo hugged his waist, buried her head in his chest, and rubbed against him, occasionally inhaling his scent. A greedy expression appeared on her face, as if she wanted to completely merge her body into his.
"Alright, alright, let go. There are so many people watching, aren't you ashamed?"
Bai Luoti ruffled Chiyo's hair, took out a small bag of candy from his pocket, and handed it to her.
"I have to go ahead and won't be traveling with the army for the next few days, so I won't be able to come and find you."
"Here are some candies for you. If you're not full, eat a few candies and you won't be so hungry afterward."
Bai Luoti rambled on and on about some things, which Chiyo listened to with a mixture of understanding and confusion. Although she couldn't understand Chinese, she could still grasp some of the sentences that she could understand.
"Alright, you stay here in the military camp. This is the safest place. Unless there is a natural disaster or man-made calamity, no one will dare to come here to cause trouble."
After saying this, he turned around and prepared to leave. Bai Luoti felt a natural sense of closeness to the girl who had taken care of him during his injury.
He had been alone since childhood and had never been relied upon by anyone like this before.
So naturally, he would pay more attention to this Japanese girl. Although the two of them could not communicate well, he seemed to know what the girl in front of him was thinking through her eyes and expressions.
I had only taken a couple of steps when I heard a choked sob behind me.
Turning my head, I saw Chiyo standing there with tears streaming down her face, sobbing and choking back sobs, occasionally reaching out to wipe her eyes.
Bai Luoti gritted his teeth, didn't look back, and left with Ying Song and Feng He.
"Old Bai, if you really like that Japanese prisoner, why don't you take him home?"
Feng He looked at Chiyo standing there with tears in her eyes and felt a pang of sadness in his heart: "Anyway, the prince said that in the end, these prisoners will either have to do hard labor for the rest of their lives, or someone will take them home and make them servants."
"The merits you've made in this island nation are enough to bring them home."
Bai Luo sighed and shook his head: "Let's wait a bit longer. I'm all alone in the military camp right now, and she's still young. It wouldn't be good to take her back alone with me."
Ying Song looked at him and said, "Don't be so bad. There are so many people in the military camp who want to take a few prisoners home as servants. If you don't take them, someone else will probably take them."
“Our Captain You secretly told me that several brothers have taken a liking to this Japanese prisoner. If it weren’t for the fact that you’re so close to him, he would have agreed to it.”
Bai Luo paused for a moment after hearing this, then turned and walked towards You Mingkuang's camp.
Jiangnan, Jingshan.
The once bustling Jingshan County is now even more lively.
Every day, martial arts practitioners carrying knives, spears, clubs, axes, hooks, and forks would rush towards Jingshan, only to be driven back by the soldiers and constables guarding the area.
Seeing that Jingshan was surrounded by soldiers and constables, these martial arts figures were even more convinced that a huge secret was hidden beneath Jingshan.
Otherwise, why would there be so many soldiers guarding it?
These expelled martial arts figures gathered around Jingshan, calling on their friends and preparing to make their move once they had gathered enough people.
"Your Majesty, those bald monks from the Buddhist sect have sent word that the dragon vein will be completely refined in two days, and we should prepare ourselves."
Xing Tong stood inside a cave. The stone walls at the top of the mountain were covered with flickering candlelight, which looked like a galaxy carved into the stone.
Beneath this starry sky, a man shrouded in black robes stood with his hands behind his back: "Go back and tell those bald monks that they are ready."
"Yes, Your Majesty the Eastern Emperor."
After Xing Tong left, a woman emerged from the starry sky.
"Your Majesty, Shi Jian, the senior disciple of Maoshan, seems to have learned something recently. There has been no news from our people planted in Maoshan these past few days."
"Never mind them. Spread the word over the next couple of days and try to lure all those martial arts figures to Jingshan."
"After all, no one knows how much spiritual energy is needed for a dragon to transform from a jiao (a type of dragon). Back then, Yuan Tiangang collected all the incomplete dragon veins in the world and captured so many jiao, but he failed to transform because he lacked spiritual energy, and all his efforts were in vain."
"We cannot make the same mistake he did. We must make thorough preparations. Whether our Yin-Yang School can rise again depends on whether the dragon vein can transform into a dragon."
Donghuang Taiyi turned around, revealing his face beneath the mask.
His face looked exactly like Yang Zhi's, the only difference being that his face was covered with scales.
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