Chapter 5: Dream (Happy Lantern Festival) | Wan Zu Zhi Jie [Trans]

Wan Zu Zhi Jie [Trans] - Updated on March 17, 2025

I didn’t find a suitable acceleration plan in the library, so Su Yu wasn’t exactly disappointed.

If it were that common, the academy wouldn’t have failed to mention it.

He was just hoping for a miracle, but the reality proved him wrong. In that case, he could only continue to diligently cultivate the “Kaiyuan Art.”

He ate lunch at the academy. When he returned home in the evening and saw the deserted house, Su Yu became silent.

With his father gone, the house instantly felt desolate.

Normally, when he returned from the academy, his father would have already prepared the meal and waited for him to eat. Now, with everything cold and empty, Su Yu felt a bit out of sorts.

Not in the mood to cook, Su Yu leaned back on the sofa and turned on the TV, lost in thought, using the television’s sound as background music.

These days, the TV can’t find many channels.

In the Great Xia Prefecture, you can only search for Great Xia Television and a few local stations at most.

Affected by the battlefields of the heavens and other battlefields, the signal coverage is small, and transmission is difficult, so each prefecture can generally only find its own channels.

“Recently, the Great Xia Prefecture discovered traces of the Myriad Clan Cult. If residents of the Great Xia Prefecture find any suspicious people, please report them to the local Jifeng Hall in a timely manner…”

“Bastards!”

Hearing the report on TV, Su Yu couldn’t help but curse under his breath.

A bunch of bastards!

With the outbreak of the war of the heavens, although the human race has resisted enemy races, the human race is not considered too strong among the myriad races. Some bastards have other ideas at this time and choose to defect to other races.

The Myriad Clan Cult is not a single cult, but many, traitors who have defected to different races.

These people gathered together to create chaos within the human race.

Influenced by his father since childhood, Su Yu hated these bastards extremely.

Looking up at the TV, a middle-aged man with a square face, dignified and awe-inspiring, wearing a red battle robe, appeared on the TV screen.

The middle-aged man’s expression was stern, and his tone was cold as he shouted, “Execute!”

“Pfft!”

The next moment, on the TV screen, hundreds of people knelt on the ground, with a group of armored guards standing behind them, swinging their knives and slashing, instantly severing hundreds of heads!

“Myriad Clan Cult members, catch one, kill one!”

The middle-aged man was extremely stern, his gaze cast forward, as if he wanted to step out of the TV screen, and said coldly, “Come to my Great Xia Prefecture, and you will only find death! From today onwards, the Dragon Martial Guard will patrol the Great Xia Prefecture. Myriad Clan Cult bastards, if you are not afraid of death, don’t leave the Great Xia Prefecture. Let’s see how many dog heads you bastards have to be chopped off!”

On the sofa, Su Yu suddenly felt a little excited.

Xia Longwu!

The Great Xia Prefecture Lord!

As for the beheading, he didn’t care. Everyone was used to it. This scene often appeared on TV. The only method the human race had against the Myriad Clan Cult was to behead them when they were caught, beheading them until no one dared to betray them again. The policy was extremely iron-blooded.

Public execution is to deter everyone and dispel such thoughts in some people’s minds.

Su Yu didn’t care about this; he was more concerned about Xia Longwu.

This Great Xia Prefecture Lord is extremely strong and extremely powerful.

Twenty years ago, this Prefecture Lord commanded the Demon Suppression Army in the battlefields of the heavens, which was the legion his father belonged to, and was considered his father’s direct superior.

Over the years, every time he saw Xia Longwu appear, Su Long was extremely excited, pulling Su Yu and pointing at the TV, saying, “This is my old boss. He swept across the four directions in the battlefields of the heavens, invincible, and killed the Myriad Clan army until they threw away their helmets and armor…”

Over time, even Su Yu was somewhat influenced and admired this strong man who fought his way out of the battlefields of the heavens.

“When… can I be as strong as Prefecture Lord Xia… that would be great!”

Su Yu had a little bit of longing.

This is a true powerhouse. None of the current Prefecture Lords are weak.

However, Xia Longwu is among the top of the Prefecture Lords. The key is not this. Su Yu doesn’t know who is the strongest Prefecture Lord, but he only knows that Xia Longwu is not that old, only in his sixties.

The other Prefecture Lords, such as the powerful Zhou Potian of the Great Zhou Prefecture, were figures from the early Anping era, which meant they were over three hundred years old.

Twenty years ago, Xia Longwu was only in his forties, yet he commanded the Demon Suppression Army. This is what Su Yu envies.

Truly strong!

Only in his forties, very young in this era.

What strength is required to command the Demon Suppression Army?

Su Yu doesn’t know, but he knows it must be very strong. It’s not something that can be done just because his grandfather is the Great Xia King. Some Prefecture Lords are even the sons of the founding kings, but they are not as powerful.

“Xia Longwu…”

“Dragon Martial War Academy!”

“Dragon Martial Guard!”

Su Yu licked his lips, feeling a little thirsty. After all, he is a young man, and everyone has passion.

Hasn’t he ever thought about taking the war academy exam?

Of course, he has!

The Great Xia Prefecture has many advanced war academies, among which the Great Xia War Academy has been passed down for more than three hundred years and is the oldest and most powerful war academy in the Great Xia Prefecture.

However, there is now another top-tier war academy in the Great Xia Prefecture.

Dragon Martial War Academy!

A war academy named after Xia Longwu himself, founded 15 years ago, has become one of the top academies in the Great Xia Prefecture in just 15 years.

Most of the graduates have joined the strongest legion in the Great Xia Prefecture—the Dragon Martial Guard!

It is said that the Nan Yuan City Lord is actually from the Dragon Martial Guard, which is telling.

Although his father, Su Long, came from the Demon Suppression Army, he also wanted to join the Dragon Martial Guard after retiring to continue following his old boss, but… the Dragon Martial Guard didn’t accept him.

He was a little old and a little weak, so they didn’t accept Su Long.

Su Long was so angry that he cursed a lot, of course, not at Xia Longwu, but at those who were recruiting people, why didn’t they accept him?

Nan Yuan City is now said to have a small team of Dragon Martial Guards stationed there, but it’s not sure if it’s true. At least Su Yu has never seen those people.

“Great Xia War Academy, Dragon Martial War Academy… The Great Xia War Academy mainly provides soldiers for the front line, and it is difficult to come back. But the Dragon Martial Guard…”

Su Yu’s eyes flickered. The Dragon Martial War Academy is different; it is mainly the reserve force of the Dragon Martial Guard.
Su Yu rubbed his temples, his hands covered in sweat.

He couldn’t bother with that now. This dream… seemed to be getting clearer. After so many years, this was the first time he felt that the dream could be deciphered.

His study of the myriad race languages hadn’t been in vain. Even if he only heard one sentence today, that was enough.

“No, I have to try. No matter what, I have to try. What changes will occur if I have Ironwing Bird blood? Also, once this dream is over, tomorrow it probably won’t be about Ironwing Birds anymore. Will Ironwing Bird blood still be useful then?”

“Forget it!”

Su Yu suddenly sat up. He had made his decision. He had to try.

He had been chased in his dreams for so many years, and he was tired of it, fed up with it. He needed to resolve this dream as soon as possible. Otherwise, having this on his mind, no one would feel comfortable being killed every day.

“When it’s dawn, I’ll go to the Xia Clan Merchant Guild to see. They sell everything there. They might have Ironwing Bird blood. After all, Ironwing Birds are very common in the Heavens Battlefield. Maybe I can buy some!”

Having made up his mind, Su Yu couldn’t sleep anymore. He was looking forward to dawn so he could go buy Ironwing Bird blood.

Even if there was only a glimmer of hope that it could solve the dream problem, that would be good. He was really tired of these days. It was too exhausting.

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