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"Sister Xiulan, actually I've always had a question."

Ye Ling took a turn in the conversation, his words tinged with a hint of perplexity.

Zhang Xiulan's brows knitted slightly, and she said in a deep voice, "You want to ask about the little mountain village, don't you?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Ling nodded slightly.

"Ever since Master brought me into the mountain village, I've been puzzled why, apart from women, there were only some elderly men."

"Where have all the young men in the village gone?"

"I once asked Master about this, but that old fellow didn't tell me."

Ye Ling said solemnly.

Zhang Xiulan let out a light chuckle, although she was laughing, a hint of hesitation and reluctance lingered in the depths of her eyes.

Suddenly, Ye Ling turned around to look at Zhang Xiulan.

Seeing her like this, he also said with a smile, "If it's inconvenient to speak of, then just forget it..."

"It's not a matter of convenience or not, you were bound to find out sooner or later."

Zhang Xiulan shook her head and then continued, "Ever since the year your Master brought you into the mountain village, you can consider yourself one of its members."

"As the Northern Liao King, have you ever heard of the battlefield beyond our domain?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Ye Ling's brows furrowed instantly, a grave expression flickering across his eyes.

Above the Vast Ocean Domain, there lay a mysterious space. Since the last century when the nations discovered this space, they would no longer attack other countries wantonly.

However, every nation needs resources. With warfare reduced, the allocation of resources naturally fell to this mysterious space.

Whenever this space opened, each country would send their warriors to enter and fight to the death with warriors from other countries.

The victors would gain more resources!

And the losers would have their resources diminished.

Such a cycle ensured that every time that mysterious space opened, it would trigger a whirlwind of blood and violence.

Almost all countries would go mad for it, for resources are concerned, no country could afford to take it lightly.

Being the Northern Liao King, Ye Ling naturally knew of these secrets.

Now, as Zhang Xiulan mentioned the battlefield beyond their domain, Ye Ling felt he had an inkling of the answer stirring inside him.

"It looks like you've guessed it. The men from the mountain village, they all went to the battlefield beyond our domain..."

"The world only knows that the battlefield outside our domain opens periodically, but they don't realize that the killing within it continues even when it is closed."

"The reason why the mountain village only has some old men is because only those who survive in the battlefield beyond our domain can return to the village..."

Zhang Xiulan spoke with a somber tone, the words seemingly touching upon the sorrow nestled within her heart.

Ye Ling took a deep breath, his eyes reflecting sheer astonishment.

That inconspicuous little village nestled amidst the great western mountains had been silently doing so much!

All the young men had entered the battlefield beyond their domain to fight to the death against men from other nations, vying for the distribution of resources!

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"The mountain village... harbors a group of magnificent people..."

Ye Ling muttered softly to himself.

At his words, Zhang Xiulan scoffed and said, "Magnificent? What's the use!"

"They're nothing but heartless men who abandon their wives..."

With her words, two trails of clear tears fell from the corners of Zhang Xiulan's eyes.

Perhaps Zhang Xiulan's father... or possibly her man...

Ye Ling said no more, simply placing a comforting hand on Zhang Xiulan's shoulder.

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"Wait until the next battlefield beyond our domain opens, and take me with you!"

Suddenly, Zhang Xiulan wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes and looked at Ye Ling to speak.

Ye Ling was startled, but before he could speak, Zhang Xiulan's body had already risen with a suffocating and terrifying aura!

"My lord!"

As this aura suddenly appeared, Chen Dao and others instantly swept out of the tent, appearing outside Ye Ling's tent.

Ye Ling looked at Zhang Xiulan in a daze and said in a clear voice, "It's okay, go about your business!"

"Hehe, look at how surprised all you bumpkins seem!"

Laughter from Zhan Qimeng rang from outside the tent, and then she continued, "Xiulan sis is the only one in our village who can beat me!"

Zhang Xiulan also slowly retracted her aura, looked at Ye Ling with a light smile, and said, "I wonder if my strength is enough to catch the eye of you, the Northern Liao King?"

"Of course, it can..."

Ye Ling nodded slightly, then continued, "I had not expected you to have already reached this step..."

Zhang Xiulan revealed a hint of a smile and did not speak further, she simply turned and left the tent.

"Remember to take me with you when the battlefield beyond our domain opens!"

Zhang Xiulan's voice came from outside the tent.

Ye Ling frowned slightly, the aura Zhang Xiulan had just released had actually made him feel a bit of pressure!

Although he knew she had already entered the imperial realm when he first saw her, he didn't expect Zhang Xiulan to have come so far within the imperial realm.

This strength was not the least bit weaker compared to his.

"Little mountain village... just what secrets do you hold..."

Ye Ling lowered his head and whispered to himself.

Half a day passed in a hurry, and tent after tent was pitched in the icy snow.

Unbeknownst to them, the sky began to float down big goose-feather-like snowflakes.

Two figures, one large and one small, clad in light clothing, strolled through the heavy snow.

The deep snow on the ground kept two lines of footprints that the falling snow from the sky quickly covered and buried.

"Xiulan sis, do you really want to go there?"

"I heard grandfather say, it's very dangerous there, a one in ten chance of survival..."

Zhan Qimeng caught a few snowflakes and asked.

Zhang Xiulan's gaze looked towards the distance and muttered, "Some people, even if they die, they should return home..."

Zhan Qimeng didn't know who the 'some people' Zhang Xiulan was referring to, but she understood that the casual woman she usually saw in the small mountain village had somehow changed.

The snow drifted, and Ye Ling who was sitting inside the tent suddenly opened his eyes.

His sharp gaze seemed to pierce through the tent, seeing into the distance...

"The people who should arrive, have all arrived."

Ye Ling slowly rose and stepped out of the tent.

At this moment, about a thousand meters away from the tent, two groups of people were rapidly advancing toward the tent.

One group consisted of roughly a hundred men, each of them burly, with their upper bodies bare.

The other group had only one person, carrying a broadsword on his back, his eyes filled with a hint of world-weariness.

The two groups of people were Tian Ye and Gao Quan, coming to meet with Ye Ling.

Suddenly, the two looked in the same direction, with a fierce battle intent rising in their eyes.

"Tian Ye! You disappeared for three years, I wonder how much you've improved in that time!"

"It's been a long while since our last sparring, let's see today who gets to see the lord first!"

Gao Quan's voice spread across the snowy plains, resounding powerfully...