I Can See Your Combat Power

: : First Star General

“From today onwards, you are a member of the Marshal Star Pavilion.” Tang Luo smiled at Jin San Zhua, “I will select suitable techniques and martial arts for you. Now, go and have a meal.”

Jin San Zhua was dumbfounded. Even though techniques and martial arts are the foundations of a warrior, all he wanted right now was to eat. As for the Marshal Star Pavilion and martial arts, they were not as interesting as having a simple meal.

Swallowing nervously, he awkwardly stood up in front of Tang Luo. He opened his mouth to speak, but couldn’t find the words. All he could muster was a mosquito-like hum.

His strangeness and hesitation sparked Tang Luo’s curiosity.

“Is there anything else?” Tang Luo asked, tilting his head in confusion.

Um…um….” Jin San Zhua frantically fumbled with the hem of his ragged clothing. “Master, I just want to ask, does this Marshal Star Pavilion… have meat to eat?”

So that was it! Tang Luo couldn’t help but laugh. He patted Jin San Zhua’s shoulder and declared loudly, “Since you have become a member of my Marshal Star Pavilion, as long as you train diligently every day, you will have Spiritual Food at every meal, and meat at every meal. Observe the rules and work hard, and you shall have the same treatment as the Tang Clan’s martial artists from now on. Do you understand?”

It must be said that Tang Luo had made a mistake. For these commoners living in hardship, a martial arts manual did not hold the same appeal as food. Fortunately, Tang Luo did not mind admitting and correcting his mistakes. Since his new recruit preferred Spiritual Food and meat, then that’s what he would use to entice him.

As his voice burst forth, it resonated with the crowd of warriors who had lined up and completed their training. They watched in astonishment as the first man in line was admitted directly into the Marshal Star Pavilion. The crowd erupted in cheers when Tang Luo promised him meat and Spiritual Food at every meal.

A few warriors who knew Jin San Zhua were secretly thrilled. Knowing his level of cultivation, they thought they understood Tang Luo’s selection criteria. If reaching the peak of the Mortal Realm was enough to have meat and Spiritual Food every day, then they too would have the same treatment. One cultivator was particularly excited, almost laughing aloud when contemplating his future of parties and feasts.

As for Jin San Zhua himself, he was completely overwhelmed by this windfall.

He gazed blankly at Tang Luo, too stunned to react.

Du Sha, who had been standing expressionlessly behind Tang Luo, looked at Jin San Zhua’s stunned expression and said to Tang Luo, “I’ll take him down first.”

‘Thank you, Mr. Du Sha.” Tang Luo looked at Jin San Zhua, who was still in shock, and nodded to Du Sha in amusement.

Before Du Sha had appeared, Tang Luo had been racking his brains over who should be the Marshal Star Pavilion’s First Star General.

As the initial leader of a martial organization, this person not only needed to be skilled, but also talented. Ideally, they would easily command the respect of others while also possessing virtue and integrity.

However, regardless of how much Tang Luo tried to think, he couldn’t seem to find someone suitable amongst his followers. Although he could serve as the First Star General himself, it would certainly detract from his own training time.

It was not until he met Du Sha that he finally found his perfect candidate. A peerless martial artist with the Stone Heart Bloodline and outstanding virtue – having someone like him serve as the chief of the Marshal Star Pavilion would infuse it with soul within a hundred years.

In Tang Luo’s view, all clans, families, and organizations in the world have their own character and traditions. Their ability to weather the passage of time without diminishing can be attributed to their excellent traditions, and an organization with such traditions carries the potential for greatness.

Strength often comes in numbers, not individually. For instance, the Xu Clan, known for their swordsmanship, prospered following the rise of their ancestor, Xu Sheng. Subsequently, the clan produced many more remarkable swordsmen, hence the popular saying, “First came Xu Sheng, then came the Sword” or “All Sword Saints belong to the Xu Clan”, which was enough to prove the Xu Clan’s position in the hearts of all swordsmen in Yuanzhou.

The reason why the Xu Clan was able to foster so many swordsmen was due to the influence of their traditions and environment. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

The tradition of a clan or an organization is often determined by their first leader, and regardless of how time passes or personnel changes, the soul of that family or organization always persists. This is the true backbone and soul of a family or organization.

All families and organizations in the world have relied on this unbreakable backbone to grow from weakness to strength.

With Du Sha serving as the First Star General and Tang Luo continuously supplying top-tier talents to the Marshal Star Pavilion, they would be able to nurture the organization.

In just fifty – no, even hundred years – Tang Luo believed he could use this power to sweep through Longzhou.

A hundred years later, he was eager to see whether the Holy Martial Mountain atop Kunwu Divine Mountain was truly inviolable.

Watching Du Sha take Jin San Zhua away, Tang Luo declared confidently to the crowd, “Next!”

The second warrior stepped forward with enthusiasm, his cultivation at the Mortal Realm giving him confidence for the coming judgment.

Tang Luo took one look at him and was just about to speak when Hua Ji announced his name and code: “Wu Tianliang, 3577.”

“That’s me!” Wu Tianliang bowed to Hua Ji with grace, and then saluted Tang Luo, saying, “Greetings, Master.”

The spiritual power of 3579 hung over Wu Tianliang, leaving Tang Luo somewhat disappointed. He had hoped that one of the few warriors who had reached the Mortal Realm in the eastern group might bring him a pleasant surprise.

“Join the Righteous Gang, you will serve under Gong Zheng from now on, go down.” Said Tang Luo, clearly disappointed.

Wu Tianliang was taken aback, recalled Jin San Zhua joining the Marshal Star Pavilion and Tang Luo’s promise that he could have meat and Spiritual Food every meal, and how Du Sha treated him like a junior. But why did things change when it came to himself?

“May I ask, Master, what is the treatment in the Righteous Gang?” Since he didn’t understand, Wu Tianliang decided to ask, full of anticipation.

Tang Luo gave him a glance and pointed to the west, saying calmly, “See those warriors distributing food? Your treatment will be similar to theirs. You will be fed every day and have meat every now and then.”

The man followed Tang Luo’s finger and looked westward to see the warriors who had been distributing food all night. He was instantly enraged, and he turned his head and yelled indignantly, “Master is being unfair!!”

I am a cultivator of the Mortal Realm, far superior to Jin San Zhua. When my name ‘King Tianliang’ is revealed in East City, everyone shows me some respect. Yet, you expect me to do the same work as those lowly coolies. It’s a joke! You can kill me, but you can’t humiliate me!”

The crowd was stunned, they couldn’t believe that someone was daring enough to confront Tang Luo head on. After all, everyone here had surrendered their freedom. Fair or unfair didn’t come into it.

Many people gleefully watched this unfold, expecting Tang Luo to knock him into pulp with a single punch.. A man, who after becoming a slave, dared to contradict his master so openly, surely he was tired of living!