Chaotic Sword God

le packing up the tents, he noticed a few were already mounting the horses in preparation to move out.

From some other tents, a few men slowly crawled out in a hazy stupor.
A few of them were yawning continuously, a symbol of their lack of good sleep.

Slowly shaking his head, Jian Chen began to pack up his tent.

“Hey, Jian Chen! Did you get a good night’s sleep?” Suddenly, a deep voice called out to him from behind.
At the voice, Jian Chen turned his head behind only to see a sturdy looking man coming toward him.

This man was someone Jian Chen recognized.
He was the leader of the Loyal Spirit Mercenaries– Hudolf.

“Ah, quite well, yes!” Jian Chen responded with a laugh, though last night, he hadn’t slept a wink.
To be accurate, Jian Chen hadn’t ever slept frequently since he was young.
The moment he had become a Saint, he started to sleep less and less and generally spent the nights cultivating.

Sleep was nothing more than a waste of daylight.
Although sleep was necessary to recover, when a person sleeps, their head becomes blank.
Within this world of spirits and dreams, a person wouldn’t be able to sense the passage of time, but the common man would waste this time by sleeping.
A cultivator could enter a state of meditation and recover his spirit there.
Through this method, not only would the spirit recover, but it would also improve faster than sleep would.

Sleep was merely a way to recover spirit.
The stronger experts of the world would be able to go day and night without sleeping.

After an early breakfast, the Loyal Spirit Mercenaries immediately set off for the road.
Jian Chen didn’t have a mount to ride on, but instead rode within a crowded caravan on the way toward Wake City.

In a flash, Jian Chen had traveled with the Loyal Spirit Mercenaries for an entire day.
In that time, Jian Chen had idly chatted and deepened his friendship with them all.

At this moment, Jian Chen sat within the crowded caravan with his eyes shut before slowly opening them.
Staring outward with a cold glare, he spoke out, “Be careful everyone, there’s movement up front.
It should be a Magical Beast.”

Hearing Jian Chen’s warning, the group paused as each one of them stared up ahead.
However, no matter how much they strained their eyes, they could only see an empty plain in front of them with no strange object.

“Jian Chen, you’re too sensitive! Everything’s normal with nothing moving at all.” A mercenary called back with a grumble.

“Yeah, Jian Chen, this type of talk shouldn’t be said so casually.
If you can’t make sure of this in the future, then it’s best to not joke about it.” Hudolf reprimanded.

Suddenly, just as Hudolf finished speaking, the land around them began to shake.

“Captain, there’s actually movement! Pay attention to the ground!” A mercenary cried out the moment he realized the ground was shaking.

“The earth is shaking…”

“Could a group of mercenaries on mounts be passing by?”

“Are we being attacked by a group of magical beasts?”

……

As they spoke, each one of the Loyal Spirit Mercenaries began to pay attention to the shaking of the ground with serious expressions on their faces.

“Everyone prepare yourself for an attack!” Hudolf cried out without hesitation toward his group of mercenaries.

Each one of the Loyal Spirit Mercenaries suddenly sprung into motion as they brought out their Saint Weapons.
They arranged themselves into a serious battle formation as if ready to fight a war.