Protect Our Clan Leader - Chapter 941 - 941 41 Striking it Rich Divine Martial Boot

Chapter 941: Chapter 41: Striking it Rich! Divine Martial Boot Camp Begins_4 Chapter 941: Chapter 41: Striking it Rich! Divine Martial Boot Camp Begins_4 Not too far ahead, Wang Shouzhe and the others saw a faint light glowing from the “Divine Martial Army Medallion” on their persons.

Several streams of light soared into the air and quickly disappeared into the “mountains” ahead.

The next moment, light and shadows flickered, and a small section of the Formation camouflage at the base of the “mountains” gradually dispersed, revealing a majestic silver-gray metal door.

On the door, mysterious green patterns were drawn with an unknown paint, through which energy flowed, emitting a certain intangible aura, seemingly possessing some special power.

In the center of the door, a protruding metal relief was shaped like a dragon’s head with deer antlers and long whiskers, exuding an imposing aura.

Feeling the approach of Wang Shouzhe and the others, the metal relief, with its golden eyes crafted from unknown gemstones, flickered, and eventually, they slowly lit up.

“The Divine Martial Army truly deserves to be the core force of the Divine Martial Dynasty, maintaining basic operations for a hundred thousand years without any maintenance in just one ordinary training camp, though slightly damaged. The Array Master who set up this Formation originally must have been terrifyingly powerful,”
Ji Wuchen, floating beside Wang Anye in the “Epoch”, materialized his figure and couldn’t help but feel deeply moved as he watched this scene.

BBeing the highest skilled in Formation amongst those present, his feelings towards the level of Formation displayed by this military camp were naturally more profound than the others.

Originally, he had put all his effort into laying down a Formation to pass down his legacy, maintaining it frequently with his Divine Soul, yet it had only lasted a few thousand years before it began to deteriorate.

And here, it had persisted for a whole hundred thousand years…

Compared to that, the skill level was worlds apart.

Wang Shouzhe insisted on bringing his great-grandson Wang Anye along, not sparing his studies, primarily because he valued the Formation abilities of Ji Wuchen, the Artifact Spirit. After all, an Array Master in the advanced stage of the Divine Power Territory, such Formation abilities were numbered in the whole of Da Qian.

“Master Ji,” Wang Shouzhe always politely addressed Ji Wuchen, “is it possible to break this Formation?”

Yɵ𝑢 ⱥr𝙚 rᥱⱥԀɩ𝗇g 𝖿r0𝐦 Ḱḭ𝙩ꬲṉՕ𝓋𝑒𝕝•𝖼ο𝑚

“This…” Ji Wuchen was slightly embarrassed, “The gap between me and the creator of this Formation is like the gap between Lu Xiaoxiao and me, as vast as the difference between heaven and earth.”

“…” Wang Shouzhe was speechless, what did my cousin Lu Xiaoxiao do to provoke you? After all, she is currently the top-ranked Array Master in Changning, considered an exceptional Array Master even among the Southern Six Guards.

“However, this Formation has not been maintained for a hundred thousand years.” Ji Wuchen carefully observed the surrounding environment and pondered, “If given enough time to slowly decipher, there might still be hope of breaking through. If all else fails, we might have to rely on Ye’er to give it a try.”

“That is true, having Ye’er with us is indeed very reassuring,” Wang Shouzhe agreed.

Wang Anye widened his innocent eyes. Great grandfather and Master, must you be so casually childish? My expertise in Formations isn’t even substantial, yet you ask me to break a massive Formation from a hundred thousand years ago?

At his tender age, was he to carry such great responsibilities?

While everyone discussed how to break through the Formation,
suddenly, from the dragon head-shaped metal relief, a cold female voice sounded: “Warning, warning, unknown intruders, please stop your malicious attempts to break the Formation. Otherwise, we, the guards of the Divine Martial Army, have the right to arrest or expel you.”

“Just as expected, there really is an Artifact Spirit, and it’s still alive,” Wang Shouzhe breathed a slight sigh of relief. Logically speaking, if even a conscription point of the Divine Martial Dynasty had an Artifact Spirit and the Blood Nest had one, how could the training camp of the grand Divine Martial Dynasty army not be overseen by an Artifact Spirit?

The only slight concern for Wang Shouzhe was that anything could have happened over ten thousand years, and it was not impossible for the Artifact Spirit to have perished.

“You’re the one who’s dead,” the cold female voice inside contained a trace of anger, “Even though I am just an Artifact Spirit, I still have dignity. Insulting an Artifact Spirit within the camp is also punishable. This is the Shenwu Army New Recruits Training Camp No.5, all unrelated personnel should leave immediately.”

This Artifact Spirit was indeed of a higher rank, much stronger than the one at the conscription point.

“Artifact Spirit, we are not unrelated personnel,” Wang Shouzhe took out the Elite Soldier Token, “We are here to participate in the Divine Martial Army’s training.”

“Elite Soldier Token?” The Artifact Spirit muttered to itself before casting a light that enveloped the Token, “Beep, soul vibrations match the Token, after inspection, this Token is a legal Reserves Elite Soldier Medallion granted by the Artifact Spirit of Number 37 Conscription Point, bearer’s name is [Wang Shouzhe], sex [male], age [26], cultivation base [Peak Qi Refinement], Contribution Points [0].”

“Wait, how did your cultivation reach the Heavenly Human Realm?” The Artifact Spirit questioned.

“Got held up for a few days on the road… arrived a bit late,” Wang Shouzhe said.

“How long were you delayed?” The Artifact Spirit sounded somewhat skeptical, “I hope you can answer truthfully, otherwise, I have the right to deny you entry into the new recruits’ training camp.”

“Was delayed for sixty-four years…” Wang Shouzhe answered truthfully.

“…” The Artifact Spirit was speechless for a while before finally saying, “According to the rules of the training camp, unless there are special circumstances, being late for three years counts as forfeiture and legal action can be taken for desertion.”

“There were special circumstances, of course,” Wang Shouzhe said irritably, “Although it was only a journey of tens of thousands of miles, numerous Fierce Beasts blocked the way, including Level Five, Level Six, and even a Level Seven Great Yao. With this journey fought, sixty-four years is quite short.”