The Indomitable Master of Elixirs

Xiao Tuanzi’s existence was being jointly concealed by the Blaze Army and the Wolf Smoke Regiment. But as the sole surviving General in this three-army alliance, it required Ji Fengyan to make a full report to the Emperor after the battle.

However…

Ji Fengyan could not be bothered to report to the sanctimonious Emperor. She summoned Zhan Fei and ordered him to write it.

Completely terrified of Ji Fengyan, plus having revealed several secrets of the royal house, Zhan Fei had no choice but to comply with her wishes.

It must be said that Zhan Fei was incredibly good at boot-licking.

He easily penned down a few thousand words describing the entire battle to regain the Plain of Corpses, including grandiose praises for Ji Fengyan—which caused her to raise her eyebrows after reading. She immediately made Zhan Fei rewrite the report.

In this new version, Yang Shun was hailed as the main force behind the battle’s victory, while Ji Fengyan’s efforts were kept hidden.

They even credited the final attack on the dead Demon King to Yang Shun. The report narrated how he had sacrificed his life to defeat the Demon King.

The Blaze Army was immensely grateful for Ji Fengyan’s actions, while holding a secret hatred towards the distant Emperor.

After a reorganization, the three armies were dismissed from the camp. Being embarking on their return journey, the Deputy General of the Blaze Army sought Ji Fengyan and bowed deeply before her. He didn’t utter a single word, but his gratitude could be clearly felt.

After that, the Blaze Army set off back to their homeland.

The Green Nightmare Army slunk off with their tails between their legs.

Only the 8,000 Wolf Smoke Regiment soldiers were left in the massive campgrounds.

The Wolf Smoke Regiment had suffered significant losses during the battle, leaving only 8,000 men. This pained Lu Shaoqing greatly. As he remained in the dark about what had happened, he just felt relieved that at least their General was still alive.

“General Ji, this matter… What do you intend to do? I… should report back to the capital soon.” Zhan Fei didn’t dare to leave on his own accord. He scurried into Ji Fengyan’s tent.

Ji Fengyan just felt that wretched-looking Zhan Fei was a sore sight.

“You can go back.”

Zhan Fei’s heart leaped with joy and he hurriedly gave his thanks.

But before he could finish expressing his gratitude, Ji Fengyan suddenly took out a talisman and set it on fire. She then pried open Zhan Fei’s mouth and shoved the ashes into it before clamping shut his jaws and forcing him to swallow.

“Ji… General Ji, you… what are you doing? I didn’t make any trouble. I have done everything you asked.” Zhan Fei’s face paled as he clutched his throat with dread.

Ji Fengyan chuckled. “No need to panic, Lord Zhan. I did nothing bad to you. But we all know that after you return to the capital, I can’t control whatever you say or do. So that we can both have a peace of mind… please swallow this Heart-Devouring curse. As long as you don’t betray me, you will remain safe and sound.”

“Heart-Devouring… Heart-Devouring curse?” Zhan Fei immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

“Just a small present. At the very most, if you betray me and go around spouting nonsense, you will die under the pain of having your heart devoured.” Ji Fengyan grinned innocently at Zhan Fei.

Zhan Fei knew better than to take Ji Fengyan’s words lightly. He had personally witnessed Ji Fengyan’s god-like trick of conjuring soldiers from beans. His fear of Ji Fengyan was absolute.

He bore not the slightest doubt about whatever Ji Fengyan claimed.

“General Ji, don’t worry… I will definitely… not do anything funny,” Zhan Fei whimpered.

Ji Fengyan waved him away casually. “Lord Zhan, farewell. I won’t be sending you off.”