This Martial Saint's Health Bar is Too Thick!

Chapter 13: Act First, Report Later—Imperial Privilege Granted



Outside Shaman City, inside the training camp.

A group of martial artists gathered in threes and twos to chat.

Training had been halted for two days due to the lack of energy-supplementing elixirs.

"Do you think Marquis Jing'an will be able to secure the elixirs soon?"

"I doubt it, this is the Northern Territory after all, where Prince Cheng calls the shots. Even if Marquis Jing'an is powerful, how can he compete with Prince Cheng?"

"So we might never get any elixirs again? How are we supposed to continue training then?"

"I hope this won't affect us getting paid."

"Who knows, when the big shots up there fight, it's us little folks who suffer."

"...."

With training halted for two consecutive days and Li Fei remaining inactive at camp, it naturally sparked public criticism.

The atmosphere in the camp was tense.

Many speculated that Prince Cheng wanted to teach Li Fei a lesson!

In terms of cultivation, one is a Martial Arts Master, the other a Great Grandmaster.

In terms of rankings, one has just become a Level 16 cabinet official, while the other has long been a Level 18 military officer.

As for titles, one is a Marquis, the other a Prince!

In terms of influence, the Northern Territory is Prince Cheng's headquarters.

In terms of imperial favor, although Li Fei currently enjoys the emperor's favor, Prince Cheng is the emperor's own brother, and the emperor's trust in him has always been strong!

Comparing the two, few in the camp had confidence in Li Fei.

"All assemble!"

A sharp whistle suddenly echoed through the camp as a military officer shouted loudly.

After over a month of training, more than three thousand martial artists had developed the habit.

Upon hearing the assembly order, they quickly discarded whatever they were holding and ran towards the playground.

A few minutes later, over three thousand people were lined up on the playground.

A figure in a golden robe stepped onto the podium at the front, none other than Li Fei, who had not appeared before the crowd for the past two days.

Li Fei looked down at the crowd without any superfluous words:

"All of you, target Shaman City, advance at a run!"

After the order was given, everyone present was momentarily stunned.

Is this a complete abandonment of training, heading back home?

However, the powerful impression Li Fei had left on them that day still lingered; no one dared to voice any objections.

Within the ranks, military officers began organizing the troops, issuing commands for everyone to line up and depart the camp in sequence.

Moments later, more than three thousand people took to the main road, with a black car leading the way, inside which Li Fei was seated.

...

"Taking everyone back to the city?"

At the Military Department command post, Luo Xu, who got the message first, was somewhat surprised:

"What does he intend to do?"

Zhuang Chen, possessing True Cultivation, sat beside him. After pondering for a moment, he ventured a guess:

"Going to stir up trouble at the Military Supply Headquarters?"

Luo Xu frowned: "Would he really be that rash?"

Zhuang Chen chuckled: "Did you forget he once kicked the Eldest Prince in the street?"

Luo Xu was taken aback, picked up the phone on the table, and made a call.

...

In Shaman City, at the Military Supply Headquarters.

This place, serving as the Northern Territory's primary military supply base, even surpassed the Military Department in size, housing several large warehouses and over a dozen smaller ones.

The security here was extremely tight, not inferior to that of the Military Department.

The chief in charge of military supplies at Shaman City was named Zhang Anwu, forty-nine years old, at the peak of the Qi Change Stage in cultivation.

Though not even at the Tao Foundation Stage, Zhang Anwu's background was certainly exceptional to hold the position of Military Supply Headquarters Chief.

He was the eldest legitimate son of the Family Head of the Zhang Family in Beihua Province, the province closest to the Northern Border Defense Line.

While the Zhang Family in Beihua Province wasn't as illustrious as the 'Ten Aristocratic Families,' the Family Head was a Garrison Commander in one prefecture and held an inherited Earl position, making them barely qualify as a first-rate family.

In addition, Zhang Anwu married the youngest daughter of Vice Governor of the Northern Territory Luo Xu, becoming his son-in-law.

These two identities combined were enough for him to firmly occupy the position of Military Supply Headquarters Chief, with hopes of ascending further in the future, possibly becoming the Transportation Commissioner overseeing the entire Northern Territory's military supplies!

When Zhang Anwu received the news, he was sleeping at home.

"You say Marquis Jing'an is heading to the Military Supply Headquarters with over three thousand people?!"

Zhang Anwu was instantly wide awake, "Make sure to hold him off until I arrive!"

He hung up the phone, quickly donned his official attire, and set off for the Military Supply Headquarters.

The gates of the Military Supply Headquarters were extremely wide, but at this moment, they were completely blocked by the people Li Fei had brought.

Li Fei's car had knocked down a barrier and driven straight in, stopping in an open area inside.

He did not get out of the car, surrounded by a circle of Military Supply Headquarters guards.

The guards were all looking at each other, bewildered.

They'd been in the Northern Territory for years and had never seen anyone dare to break into the Military Supply Headquarters like this.

Ordinarily, all the various supplies needed by the Border Army were distributed by the Military Supply Headquarters.

The timing of distribution, how much, and the quality, all these were decisions made by the Military Supply Headquarters.

Therefore, military officers from various units would always maintain good relations with the Military Supply Headquarters, and few dared to offend them.

This led to the people at the Military Supply Headquarters behaving like lords.

If it weren't for seeing so many people outside, each exuding an extraordinary aura and appearing to be martial artists, the guards would surely have taken immediate action to toss Li Fei's car out!

Yet the scene now was too unexpected, and these guards didn't dare act rashly.

Before long, several officials from the Military Supply Headquarters came running over.

A middle-aged official with a worried look approached the back of the car, cupped his hands, and greeted:

"I greet Marquis Jing'an."

Upon hearing this title, the guards present were all startled, immediately thankful they hadn't taken action earlier.

The news of Li Fei defeating the Green Frost Army Commander had already spread throughout Shaman City in the past couple of days.

The back window of the car rolled down slowly, revealing a youthful face.

Li Fei turned to look at this middle-aged official:


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