We Agreed On Experiencing Life, So Why Did You Immortals Become Real? Chapter 408: My Husband Will Be Back Soon

In a span of less than two months.

Xiao Mo, day and night without rest, guided the massive army towards the battlefields of Qi State.

Upon witnessing Xiao Mo's arrival, Xiahou Nan finally found some relief.

However, Xiahou Nan also understood that with the Frost King's presence, this protracted war was nearing its conclusion.

Following a full seven days dedicated to the army's rest and regrouping, Xiao Mo gained a comprehensive understanding of Qi State's current situation.

Xiao Mo dispatched a flying-sword dispatch to Li Jing and Zhao Guang, informing them that their need to garrison cities was over. They were now to lead their forces in an assault on Zhao State.

Concurrently, Xiao Mo himself spearheaded the army into a direct, head-on confrontation with Qi State.

This inaugural major engagement was devoid of stratagems or deceptions; it was a straightforward, brutal slaughter.

Han Gan, the "Stabilizing-the-State Grand General" of Ten-Thousand Islands State, alongside Gu Fei, held the front for the combined armies of Qi State and Ten-Thousand Islands State, meeting Xiao Mo's advance.

Xiao Mo took his position atop his warhorse at the forefront of the battle formation.

The moment Xiao Mo donned an Asura mask, the entirety of the four hundred thousand Snow-Treading Dragon Cavalry and the one million two hundred thousand elite Northern Wasteland heavy infantry simultaneously put on their masks.

A million iron Asura visages gleamed with chilling resolve, and the battlefield's killing aura intensified dramatically.

Peering from beneath these metallic masks, the eyes of the million-strong host burned with unadulterated murderous intent, poised to tear their foes asunder at any cost!

"Truly an army of tigers and wolves!"

Han Gan, the Stabilizing-the-State Grand General of Ten-Thousand Islands State, had initially held a dismissive view of Qin's so-called Frost King, believing him merely a product of the previous Northern Pacification King's reputation.

Yet, the imposing presence of the Northern Wasteland army shattered his underestimation.

"Where is Qin's army?!"

Xiao Mo's voice thundered across the expanse of the battlefield.

"Here!" responded the million-strong host in perfect unison, their roar echoing to the very heavens.

"Charge forth and slay with me!!"

Xiao Mo thrust his long spear, leading the charge himself. Immediately following him surged the four hundred thousand Snow-Treading Dragon Cavalry.

The remaining million Northern Wasteland soldiers, encased in formidable heavy armor, likewise descended upon the enemy formation.

Those cultivators affiliated with sects who had joined Qin's cause also advanced simultaneously.

"Kill!"

Han Gan, the Stabilizing-the-State Grand General of Ten-Thousand Islands State, and Gu Fei, Qi State's grand general, drew their long swords, gesturing forward as their armored cavalry and armies launched their own counter-assault!

On the chaotic battlefield, both the infantry formations and the complex array formations had taken their definitive shapes.

The thunderous impact of charging cavalry, the brutal clang of blades amidst infantry lines, the devastating clash of array formations, and the desperate, one-on-one duels between cultivators.

Soldier after soldier, cultivator after cultivator, met their end, their lifeblood staining the earth.

In this brutal conflict, Ten-Thousand Islands State committed its absolute elite and paid a grievous price.

With the steadfast support of Ten-Thousand Islands State's forces, Qi State and Qin found themselves locked in an even contest.

However, as the battle prolonged, the disparities in overall strength and the caliber of the commanding officers began to become starkly apparent.

After two full days of relentless fighting, Qin's forces had decisively seized the upper hand, relentlessly pushing their advantage forward.

Both Han Gan and Gu Fei felt an unsettling premonition of impending disaster.

Despite their reluctance, they were compelled to signal the retreat, ordering their troops to withdraw.

Xiao Mo personally led the pursuit for over twenty li before eventually halting his advance.

In the ensuing days, Xiao Mo's army transitioned from defensive maneuvers to an aggressive offensive, commencing the siege and capture of cities.

The primary thrust remained under Xiao Mo's direct command. In addition to this main force, Xiao Mo detached two further contingent armies, establishing a three-pronged offensive into the heart of Qi State.

Simultaneously, on the Zhao State front, the Qin armies under the command of Li Jing and Zhao Guang initiated their offensive, launching powerful assaults against Zhao State.

Fang Weiming and Liu Xing, leading their respective forces, breached into Zhao State's territory from the former Jin State region, joining Li Jing and Zhao Guang in their coordinated attack.

Due to substantial reinforcements of demon-race cultivators dispatched by Flowing-Flame State and Creek-Valley State to aid Zhao State, the conflict within Zhao State ground into a stalemate, with victories and losses exchanged frequently between both sides in numerous engagements.

Following a series of significant defeats, Qi State's overall morale plummeted progressively lower.

Ten-Thousand Islands State began to waver, questioning the wisdom of continuing their support for Qi State.

Although the grand promise Qi State had dangled—the prospect of jointly carving up the world of myriad arts—was undeniably alluring,

under the current dire circumstances, even obtaining a meager fragment of that promise appeared increasingly improbable.

To rally the court and bolster the spirits of the ministers, Xiao Mo frequently dispatched updates of his victories back to the imperial capital.

Qin Siyao maintained a vigilant watch over the battlefield herself, personally overseeing the crucial logistics.

Pills, military salaries, and provisions—it was imperative that all arrived without delay. Any transgression would be met with execution.

Under no circumstances were the front lines to be jeopardized.

It was also during this period of Xiao Mo’s military campaign that Qin Siyao once more approached Zhou Ruoxi, urging her to take up residence in the imperial palace with her.

However, Zhou Ruoxi remained steadfast in her refusal.

Qin Siyao understood her mother-in-law’s aversion to palace life and knew she could not compel her.

Nevertheless, despite her demanding schedule, Qin Siyao made it a point to visit her mother-in-law every couple of days.

Her mother-in-law's health was progressively worsening. Despite the application of numerous treatments and consultations with many physician-cultivators, no genuine improvement was observed.

Yet, Qin Siyao refused to relinquish hope, dispatching individuals to seek out physician-cultivators from across the realm to tend to her mother-in-law.

On this particular day, Qin Siyao extended an invitation to the most prominent figure in the physician path currently—the sole physician-cultivator at the late Immortal Realm.

“Physician Li, pray tell, what is truly the condition of my mother-in-law’s health?”

As Li Que emerged from Zhou Ruoxi’s chambers, Qin Siyao inquired with palpable anxiety.

“Alas.”

Li Que gently stroked his now-white beard and offered a sorrowful shake of his head.

“Reporting to Your Majesty, Madam Zhou is not afflicted by illness.”

“Not ill?” Qin Siyao faltered, momentarily bewildered.

“Precisely. Madam Zhou is not unwell, but rather it is a matter of ‘fate’.”

Li Que elaborated further on his diagnosis.

“Among those within the Foundation Establishment realm, when free from sickness or pain, some cultivators might attain two hundred years of life, while others might only reach one hundred and fifty.

If such variance exists even for cultivators, how much more so for mortals?

Some mortals are blessed to live one hundred and twenty years, hailed as marvels of longevity, yet others, entirely without ailment, may only endure sixty or seventy years of life.

This is the decree of fate.

It is what the Daoists refer to as a fixed destiny.

Madam Zhou’s fortune has reached its conclusion. Spirit medicines will offer no efficacy.

My capability extends only to prescribing a few remedies to afford Madam Zhou some comfort—nothing beyond that.”

Absorbing Li Que’s somber words, Qin Siyao stood frozen, her fingers tightly clenching her sleeves, her gaze lost in the direction of the room.

After a considerable pause, Qin Siyao managed a nod. “I comprehend. Thank you, Physician Li.”

“Your Majesty is far too gracious.”

Li Que offered a respectful salutation with clasped hands before turning to prepare the prescription.

Once Li Que had departed, Qin Siyao drew a deep breath, composing her emotions to mask any outward sorrow, then pushed open the door and entered the room. “Mother, how are you feeling?”

“Your mother is naturally well, my dear.” Zhou Ruoxi offered a gentle smile. “What did that Physician Li have to say?”

Qin Siyao lowered her head for a fleeting moment before lifting it again with a smile. “Physician Li stated that there is no significant ailment within your body. He has prepared a prescription for you, and with time, you will gradually feel an improvement.”

Upon hearing Qin Siyao’s reassurance, Madam Zhou’s lips curved into a faint smile. She simply nodded. “Mm. I understand.”

Qin Siyao pressed her lips together and then took a seat beside her mother-in-law. “Mother, let us not dwell on such matters. These past days, my husband has been sending continuous reports of victory from the front lines.

Most notably, in the significant engagement not long ago—my husband achieved union with the Dao upon the battlefield and ascended to the Jade-Polished Realm. This greatly bolstered the army’s morale.

Allow me to share this victory report with you.”

As she spoke, Qin Siyao retrieved the dispatch from the front lines and proceeded to read its contents aloud to her mother-in-law, word by painstaking word.

Zhou Ruoxi listened with rapt attention, offering nods of approval and smiles at various points.

When Qin Siyao concluded the reading, a flicker of tenderness graced Zhou Ruoxi’s eyes. “As long as Mo is safe, that is all that matters.”

“My husband is faring exceptionally well, and he will soon vanquish the states of Qi and Zhao before returning to the capital to visit you,” Qin Siyao stated tenderly, gently holding Zhou Ruoxi’s delicate hand.

“Is that so? Mo will be returning soon?”

Zhou Ruoxi’s gaze drifted towards the window, and a smile graced her features.

“That is wonderful news. Mo will be back shortly…”

“Indeed.”

Qin Siyao’s gaze followed her mother-in-law’s distant stare into the expanse.

“My husband will be returning soon…”