Salty Fish Army Leader

"Senior brother, brooms can't fly!"
"I was thinking a bit of mana would do the trick."
"Senior brother, what's the deal with uranium ore and herbs?"
"I was thinking I could rub up a nuclear reactor."
"……"
"How did you manage to do it?"
"Nothing's too difficult if you're willing to think it through!"
Song Yin addressed his junior brothers, "As long as you think it through, that's enough. Leave the rest to the all-powerful mana. Do you juniors agree?"
The junior brothers bowed their heads, "Senior brother is right!"

Elder Martial Brother is Always Right

"Start searching from here as the center,"


Song Yin's eyes sparkled with divine light as he stared at a spot on the ground, instructing the two beside him while scanning the surroundings.


Despite his sharp Dharma Eye, he still couldn't discern anything amidst the vast, open wilderness nearby.


The other two were also looking around.


It didn't seem like there was an entrance nearby, and the dilapidated watchtower didn't seem to have one either.


They did not doubt their senior brother's words, but this place was indeed difficult to search for. The plain seemed vast, and if they were to search for an entrance from the ground up, who knew when they would find it.


Song Yin had also realized this and suddenly extended his hand, and from his sleeve flew out strands of Huang Feng, howling and racing across the plains. The wind clung to the ground as if searching, sweeping the grass and vibrating the soil, raising clouds of dust.


Chapter 97 Capital City Anthem