Medic Martial Dragon King

"Everyone, first refine the Battle Formation Spirit Seals into the Great Dao Wheel of Light, and then, we head to the battlefield."

After distributing the Battle Formation Spirit Seals, Jiang Chen’s face was somewhat pale as he softly instructed, "We will be divided into groups of five hundred for group combat. You four, divide the battle formations into four smaller groups with only one major leader each. Discuss among yourselves! Two hours later, we head to the battlefield!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Chen turned and walked into the tent.

Mu Youlan and the others exchanged glances and quickly followed.

"Jiang Chen, did you... did you separate the Battle Formation Spirit Seals? Did you divide all of the Primordial Spirit Power?"

Seeing Jiang Chen’s pale face, Jian Potian was astonished as he looked at him.

The battle array needs a primary controller, and Jiang Chen, as the War Array Master, could maximize its power through his control. However, it’s not to say only he can control it.

If the War Array Master is willing, they can divide the Primordial Spirit Power and give the control of the Formation Spirit, gathered within the battle formation, to someone whom the personnel of the battle formation have full trust in. This way, that person can also control it, though the power would be weakened.

"Yes, I can’t stay here all the time. Separating the power allows them to better control the seals. Since they are all condensed by me, as long as they don’t erase my Primordial Spirit Imprint, I can control them instantly, so it’s no different from not separating them!"

Jiang Chen nodded lightly.

"But this would severely damage your Primordial Spirit."

Jian Potian frowned, showing a hint of blame in his eyes.

"Old Dean, don’t worry, I’m fine. Sooner or later, it has to be done, right?"

Jiang Chen smiled slightly and produced an Elixir in his hand: "Besides, I have the Solidifying Elixir. I divided it myself, so the injuries are not severe. My Primordial Spirit Power is strong and hasn’t been fundamentally harmed; with some care, I’ll be fine!"

As he said this, Jiang Chen raised his hand to put the Elixir into his mouth.

"You shouldn’t be using yours!"

A voice sounded as Jiang Chen’s hand was held, and the figure of Si Wenhao appeared beside him.

"Commander!"

The others saluted consecutively.

Si Wenhao looked deeply at Jiang Chen and spoke softly, "You’ve made contributions to the legion and deserve rewards."

Raising his hand, two porcelain bottles appeared in his grasp, which he handed to Jiang Chen, "One bottle is Solidifying Elixir, and the other is Bodhi Nurturing Divine Saliva. Heal your injuries before heading to battle. Any resources consumed because of the battle formation will be provided by the legion; just let us know what you need. Moreover..."

Si Wenhao produced a Jade Slip and handed it to Jiang Chen, "This is the Nine-Revolution Demon-Suppressing Battle Formation. The minimum requirement is four hundred and fifty Battle Formation Spirit Seals, but no one has been able to master it yet. I think it might suit you!"

Jiang Chen’s eyes lit up as he pocketed the bottles into his Space Ring and began studying the Jade Slip.

After a while, a look of regret appeared in Jiang Chen’s eyes, "This Nine-Revolution Demon-Suppressing Battle Formation is too profound for me to master now!"

"I didn’t expect you to master it now. First, focus on healing; the soldiers are all refining the spirit seals. Two hours... I’ll speak, and we’ll go to the battlefield tomorrow."

Si Wenhao hesitated slightly, speaking softly.

"No! Two hours is enough. I know my injuries well, they aren’t serious. I only have six months, I can’t waste a single day. I’ll strive to leave behind several Nine-Revolution Demon-Suppressing Battle Formations before I depart!"

Jiang Chen shook his head.

"Several?"

Mu Youlan and the others were taken aback, looking at Jiang Chen in astonishment.

"We’ll see by then; maybe not even one will remain."

Jiang Chen chuckled lightly, "Honestly, if it weren’t for many other responsibilities, I’d want to stay here, but it’s impossible!"

"I understand."

Si Wenhao nodded lightly, "Even if you wanted to stay, I wouldn’t allow it. Your battlefield doesn’t belong here."

Jiang Chen paused, looking at Si Wenhao with complex emotions, "Fourth Prince, you all have been so supportive of me because you believe I can become Supreme, right?"

"Yes, and absolutely not an ordinary Supreme!"

Si Wenhao spoke without hesitation.

In the past, he had doubts, but having witnessed Jiang Chen’s tribulations, he was now convinced Jiang Chen could become Supreme, and a powerful one at that.

Mu Youlan and the others exchanged glances, their eyes flickering with shock and seriousness.

It’s good to be recognized, but sometimes it’s also pressure. Jiang Chen isn’t the type to lose himself over a few compliments. Si Wenhao’s words would only add immense pressure to him.

"Like Lord Ancestral Dragon, you like to exert pressure on people!"

Jiang Chen smiled wryly, then earnestly stated, "Actually, even without your words, I will strive towards that goal. However, Fourth Prince, I hope you won’t dictate my path! I will walk my path myself!"

"Of course, you have your own Dao; we can only advise, not force you. We also won’t give you too many special treatments; everything still relies on your capabilities."

Si Wenhao nodded slightly.

A look of gratitude appeared in Jiang Chen’s eyes as he respectfully saluted Si Wenhao, "Thank you."

This was a type of trust, a belief that Jiang Chen would reach the peak on his own. Otherwise, with Jiang Chen’s talent, Si Wenhao and others could easily shield him for cultivation, yet they chose not to. This involved not just trust but also respect.

It’s normal for the weak to respect the strong, but for the strong to respect the weak, especially individuals like Si Wenhao showing respect for the weak, is considerably rare. Despite consistently treating Jiang Chen with respect, had it been someone else, even a Saint, Si Wenhao might not have glanced their way; only a Saint Monarch Strong One would have caught their attention.

Si Wenhao left, while Mu Youlan and the others protected Jiang Chen, who concentrated on healing.

Two hours later, Jiang Chen stepped out of the tent. The soldiers had completed the refinement and stood in formation, awaiting Jiang Chen.

"Everyone, I’m going to lead you into the abyss of death; are you afraid?"

Jiang Chen shouted loudly.

"Not afraid!"

"Not afraid!"

The soldiers shouted in unison. Jiang Chen’s combat prowess had gained their preliminary approval, and the five hundred Battle Formation Spirit Seals had deeply impressed them. Now, they no longer doubted Jiang Chen and showed a hint of respect in their eyes.

Of course, a little more was needed for total acceptance.

"Since you’re not afraid, let’s go!"

Jiang Chen wasted no time, leaping into the air towards the light screen that connected the sky and earth outside the camp.

Swish, swish, swish!

Mu Pingchuan and the others flew up to follow.

Mu Youlan and the others exchanged glances and followed at the rear.