Chapter 443: The True Master of the Flood Dragon Army!

“Zhang Er? You don’t look well. Did you not rest well?”

The next morning, in the front yard of the altar master’s mansion.

As soon as she left the room, Feng Lian saw Victor, who had already started to prepare for cultivation.

“Oh, it’s my lord. I didn’t rest well. I don’t know why, but after taking a bath at night, I felt dizzy. I can’t clearly remember what happened last night.”

Victor sighed, scratched his head, and stood in front of Feng Lian.

“It smells so good…”

Feeling the fragrance, Feng Lian’s thoughts were pulled back to the room where they were last night. Then, a red glow climbed onto Feng Lian’s pretty face.

“Eh? My lord, your face is very red. Did you catch a cold?”

“No… nothing. It’s just a little too hot. It’s alright, you can cultivate.”

Feng Lian swatted away Victor’s outstretched hand and led everyone away with quick steps.

“Tsk, boring.”

After seeing Feng Lian off, Victor returned to his cultivation.

Tomorrow. Tomorrow was the day of the Battle of the Generals. To be honest, Victor had not thought about what level of strength he would show. It could only depend on the situation.

As for Long Yi’s information.

Last night, Feng Lian still sent someone to send it over to Victor. Since it was already provided, Victor would definitely want to take a look. After all, knowing yourself and your enemy was a guaranteed way to win every battle.

However, after reading it, Victor understood the reason why Long Yi could be re-elected for seven years. He even had the honor of not losing to Feng Lian.

With the strength of a half-step nascent soul realm cultivator, dual cultivation of body and magic, and an extremely powerful flood dragon, such a person was indeed very difficult to deal with. Even Victor, if he let his guard down, would most likely be defeated by such a person.

“As expected, I underestimated the heroes of the world.”

To be honest, before this, Victor had always looked down on the Central Plains Sect Alliance. In his opinion, the Central Plains Sect Alliance was just a group of weaklings reporting to the group for warmth and relied on a brave dragon slayer that had slaughtered an evil dragon.

However, when Gongye Yuyu and Long Yi, these experts who were strong enough to dominate a region appeared in front of Victor, he suddenly realized that the Central Plains Sect Alliance might not be as weak as he thought.

That was right. If the Central Plains Sect Alliance was a loser, how could the Xiao family support them to establish Dao in the Northern Plains?

“Sigh, tomorrow will be another troublesome battle.”

Victor shook his head and slowly stood up. After thinking for a long time, he turned around and returned to his room.

At the same time, in the altar master’s pavilion.

Feng Lian sat upright and solemnly. Looking at the military order that Long Yi presented to her, she furrowed her brows tightly.

Different from the other altars, the Demon Slaying Division could be said to be the main force of the Central Plains Sect Alliance. Just the Demon Slaying Division alone had 30,000 elite soldiers!

Other than the 10,000 Blue Luan Army under the altar master, Feng Lian, the other 20,000 were evenly divided into four teams. They were respectively controlled by Flying General Long Yi, Tiger General Men Ha, Snake General Bai Kui, and Barbarian General Qing Shan.

In the past few years, as Flying General Long Yi had been re-elected, the Flood Dragon Army under him had become the strongest team. Even stronger than the Blue Phoenix Army that was twice their number!

It was precisely because of this that Long Yi’s prestige had become stronger and stronger over the past few years. He had even threatened her, the altar master.

However, the problem was that the altar master did not have the right to directly appoint battle generals. All battle generals had to be selected through the Battle of the Generals.

Moreover, Feng Lian could barely protect herself now, and the battle for the next altar master would not be far. If Long Yi became a battle general again and even survived, Feng Lian, the altar master, would definitely step down!

However!

Feng Lian had been painstakingly running the Demon Slaying Division for seven years! She would definitely not let the Demon Slaying Division she brought up be handed over to someone else!

At this thought, a hint of viciousness flashed in Feng Lian’s eyes.

“Go back and tell Long Yi that as long as I’m still altar master, he won’t be able to stir up any trouble! In addition, the salary of the Flood Dragon Army is the same as the other armies. There are also five thousand people, and the Flood Dragon Army is no exception!”

“Altar master, wouldn’t this… cause the Flood Dragon Army to be dissatisfied?”

“Since things have come to this, this is the only way!”

Of course, Feng Lian would only know what kind of impact this action of hers would bring, but as long as it could curb the development of the Flood Dragon Army, Feng Lian was willing to take the risk!

Suddenly, a figure suddenly appeared before Feng Lian’s eyes.

“If you can defeat Long Yi, or even kill him…” Feng Lian laughed bitterly, amused by her naive thoughts.

How was that possible? He was only at the intermediate stage of the core formation realm, and he could not even protect himself, so how could he kill Long Yi?

“I’m tired, let’s go back.”

“Yes, altar master.”

..

“General Long Yi, altar master’s reply has come.”

“Oh? What did altar master say?”

“Altar master said that the pay of the Flood Dragon Army is higher than the other armies, so we can’t increase the pay anymore. Not only that, but we also have to reduce the pay of the Flood Dragon Army to avoid arousing the dissatisfaction of the other armies.”

After saying that, the messenger hurriedly turned around and left, afraid that if he was a step slower, he would attract an undeserved disaster.

In fact, it was indeed so.

A figure walked out from the tent. It was just a muffled grunt, but it seemed to be able to shake the world.

“Altar master wants to reduce the salary of the Flood Dragon Army?”

Long Yi extended his big hand, and the messenger that was already far away suddenly appeared in his hand. Its nine-foot-long body gave people a great sense of oppression.

“Yes… Yes.”

“Hehe, I understand now. Since the altar master wants to be fair, then our Flood Dragon Army should naturally listen to her. Brothers! The altar master said that she wants to cut the army’s salary, send all the pretty women in your arms back to me!”

“Cut the Flood Dragon Army’s salary? Is the altar master muddle-headed? After so many years, no matter what happens, our Flood Dragon Army is the first to go up. We’re risking our lives, but we can’t even get more salary in exchange?!”

“That’s right! Killing people, slaying demons, anything is fine! But she can’t cut the Flood Dragon Army’s salary!”

For a moment, curses rose and fell one after another. There was a total of five thousand people, but none of them were loyal to Feng Lian. How was this the Flood Dragon Army of the Demon Slaying Division? This was clearly the Flood Dragon Army of Long Yi alone!

“Lord… Lord Long Yi! Are you rebelling?!”

“F*ck off! Don’t put the blame on me. Just go back and tell the altar master that our brothers are unwilling and I’m afraid we can’t cut the salary. Of course, we can also take a step back and withdraw the military order to increase the funding. But at the same time, for some time, the Flood Dragon Army will not be the most powerful steel saber of the Demon Slaying Division!”

Abdicate!

These words were essentially Long Yi provoking the dignity of the altar master, Feng Lian!

This was already no different from a rebellion!

“General Long Yi, I understand. I’ll go back and report to the altar master. Let the altar master decide.”

“Hehe, don’t worry. The altar master is a smart person. She will know what to do!”