Gao Wu: My freshman internship was a battle on the front lines.

Chapter 205 Why am I crying?

The three Zhang brothers were stunned.

I was just basking in the joy of having eighty war golems and three hundred war fortresses.

As a result, while laughing, I continued to laugh.

Then someone started stabbing people in the back.

This person is still Ye Feng.

They were his benefactors and superiors in the Northeast Prefecture.

Zhang Zhenshan sighed.

His voice was filled with bitterness.

"Grand Commander Ye, the equipment you gave us is indeed of high quality."

"Close-in weapon systems, war fortresses, and individual mechs—each one of these is a treasure we never dared to dream of before."

"But it is indeed as you said! The Northeast Prefecture must have its own Martial God."

"The vampire clan has several martial gods, although their martial gods do not have the blessing of the Great Xia Dynasty."

"But their combat power is also beyond what a human martial venerable can withstand. Once the vampire martial god makes a move, our Northeast Prefecture really can't hold on."

Zhang Zhenhai took over the conversation.

"The only way to counterbalance the God of War is to have the God of War himself. The God of War is blessed by the Great Dao within the Great Xia realm, and as long as he does not leave the Great Xia plane, he is an invincible being."

"No matter how strong a vampire's martial god is, they cannot break the blessing of the Great Dao. Just one Great Xia martial god can restrain four or five vampire martial gods at the same time."

"However, the three of us brothers have been stuck at the half-step Martial God level for more than ten years. It's just one step away, but it's like an insurmountable chasm that we just can't cross."

Zhang Zhenyue also let out a wry smile.

"If only we had the Great Dao Fruit. Just one would be enough; one would be enough for any one of us three brothers to break through to the Martial God realm."

"But how easy is it to obtain a Great Dao Fruit? The Great Xia only produces one Great Dao Fruit every ten years."

"Most of them were given to the battlefields outside the region, and the rest were given to the Dao Academy and the major families. Don't even think about it in the remote Northeast Prefecture."

"It's all because of that old bastard from the Wang family!" Zhang Zhenhai slammed his hand on the table.

"My father fought in the outer battlefields for so many years, and with his military achievements, he helped us apply for a Great Dao Fruit."

"But after that Great Dao Fruit was transported back from the battlefield outside the realm and arrived in Kyoto, there has been no further news of it."

"We asked the central government, but they said they didn't know. We asked the military, but they said they didn't know either."

"We asked the Wang family for it, but they said they hadn't seen it."

"A fruit of the Great Dao, such a treasure, has vanished without a trace."

Zhang Zhenshan shook his head.

"Is there even a question? It must have been that old bastard from the Wang family who gave it to his son, Wang Bufan."

"The Great Dao Fruit arrived in Kyoto eight years ago, and Wang Bufan also broke through to the Martial God realm eight years ago."

Ye Feng frowned. "Are you sure?"

"Confirmed. That Great Dao Fruit was obtained by my father at the cost of his life. He was severely injured on the battlefield outside the realm, all for that Great Dao Fruit."

"After the fruit was delivered to Kyoto, we went to ask about it and urge them every day."

"Eight years, a full eight years, and not a single person has given us an answer."

"Later, when we learned that Wang Bufan had broken through to the Martial God realm, we realized that he had already eaten the Great Dao Fruit."

"He ate the fruit that our father had risked his life for and broke through to the Martial God realm."

"Then they turned around and abandoned us in the Northeast. All these years, we have fought tooth and nail against the vampires in the Northeast."

"He lives a life of luxury in Kyoto, and he also tries to trip us up from time to time."

Ye Feng was speechless upon hearing this.

He knew Wang Zun was shameless.

But I didn't know he could be this shameless.

Military achievements in overseas battlefields.

That was earned with one's life.

The Great Dao Fruit that Old Master Zhang risked his life to obtain on the battlefield outside the realm.

Wang Zun deducted the money as soon as he said he would.

I told him to give it to his son, so I gave it to him.

The appeal materials from the Northeast Prefecture were piled up in a thick stack, but not a single drop of water was splashed.

It's not that the Northeast Prefecture isn't working hard.

It's because the Wang family is too powerful.

There is no Martial God in the Northeast Prefecture, so Wang Zun can mold him however he wants.

Ye Feng couldn't help but ask a question.

"Does your Zhang family's Martial God senior have a grudge against Wang Zun?"

The three Zhang brothers exchanged glances, their faces flushing red.

Zhang Zhenshan picked up his wine glass, took a sip, and spoke in a low voice.

"Grand Commander Ye, you are no outsider. The three of us brothers have never told any outsiders about this matter."

"Since you asked, I'll tell you."

"Our father and Wang Zun were fellow disciples, both apprenticed under a martial god of the Great Xia Dynasty."

"They grew up together and practiced cultivation together. Back then, they had a very good relationship, so good that they could share a pair of pants."

"The dramatic part is that they both fell in love with the junior sister at the same time. The junior sister's name is Su Wanqing. She is beautiful, talented, and the apple of our master's eye."

"Both her father and Wang Zun are interested in her, but her junior sister only likes her father."

Ye Feng's ears perked up.

gossip.

It's still about Wang Zun's gossip.

Why not listen?

Zhang Zhenshan continued.

"When Wang Zun found out, he appeared calm on the surface and wished them happiness. But behind the scenes, he kept making underhanded moves."

"First, she spoke ill of my father in front of my master, saying that my father didn't work hard in his cultivation and only knew how to talk about love all day long."

"He also spread rumors among his fellow disciples, saying that his father only gained the master's favor because of his junior sister."

"He even pretended to be pitiful in front of his junior sister, saying that his father was not good enough for her. Back then, his father was young and hot-blooded, and he got into a fight with Wang Zun."

"That fight was fierce. Both of them were half-step Martial Gods. They fought for three days and three nights, flattening half of the mountain. In the end, my father won and defeated Wang Zun."

"Wang Zun lay on the ground and said one sentence—'I will make you regret this.'"

"And then?" Ye Feng asked.

"Later, the junior sister married the old man. Wang Zun left the sect and went to Kyoto. He was very successful in Kyoto."

"But Wang Zun always felt that his junior sister should have been his, and that his father had taken everything from him."

"From that time on, he hated his father and our Zhang family."

"Our junior sister was our mother. She had a difficult childbirth when she gave birth to our third child and passed away."

"My father raised the three of us brothers all by himself, acting as both father and mother. His biggest regret in life was that he couldn't let our mother see us grow up."

"That's why he risked his life on the battlefield beyond the realm, trying to exchange a Great Dao Fruit for us. It was all so that the three of us brothers could live a better life."

"With the Martial God, the Wang family no longer dared to bully us. However, Wang Bufan ate that Great Dao Fruit. When my father found out, he aged ten years overnight."

The table fell silent.

Cao Keyuan held his wine glass, unsure of what to say.

The others exchanged glances and lowered their heads.

Ye Feng took out three Great Dao Fruits from his spatial ring.

Place it on the table.

Three blood-red fruits gleamed with a faint red light under the lamp.

Each one contains the essence of the Great Dao.

Everyone at the table was stunned.

"To forge iron, one must be strong oneself. The Northeast Prefecture still needs to rely on its own Martial God. These three Great Dao Fruits, one for each of you."

Zhang Zhenshan's hands trembled as he looked at the three Great Dao Fruits on the table.

His finger was just centimeters away from the fruit of the Great Dao.

He dared not take it, fearing it was all a dream.

It woke up at the slightest touch.

Zhang Zhenhai and Zhang Zhenyue didn't move either.

The three of them just sat there.

He stared at the three Great Dao Fruits.

No one spoke.

Zhang Zhenshan's tears fell first.

then.

All three brothers cried.

Crying silently.

Looking at his three old brothers, Ye Feng felt a pang of sadness.

He pushed the fruit of the Great Dao in front of them.

"Take it, don't cry."