d like me to translate. I'm ready!Of course, the fighting spirit is commendable.But the absolute disparity in strength cannot be transferred by fighting spirit.Let me know if you have other text you'd...In the distant north, there is a long desert. No one knows where the end of the desert is.

In the desert, there exists a "demon". For countless years, it has been troubling the world.

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It is said that in ancient times, there was a demonic tide that almost destroyed the world. Fortunately, wise men and women united to resist it, thus preserving the human race. The eradication of the demonic tide is also seen by many as the end of the ancient era.

The two most powerful kingdoms in the north are named Jing and Mu.

Both Jingmu and Liang Guo stationed large armies on the desert frontier to suppress the tide of demons.

Therefore, this desert is usually called Bianhuang.

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Represents the boundary of humankind, the dividing line between prosperity and desolation.

Two powerful nations in the northern region competed with each other in every aspect, but when it came to the desert, they always stood together. This alone gives one a glimpse of how terrifying "the Demon" is.

But for the vast majority of people in the present world, "demon" is merely a legend. For since ancient times, no demon has been able to leave the desert.

Perhaps all that is left of people's fear of "demons" lies in those nine notorious Great Demons.

To the east of the desert lies an endless expanse of shifting sands. Setting aside this endless sea of sand, the desert's borders can be roughly divided in half. To the east lies the territory guarded by the Mu Kingdom, and to the west lies the territory guarded by the Jing Kingdom.

As one of the strongest nations in the northern region, Mukuo occupies the largest grassland in the present world, and naturally, it also has the most robust warhorses.

The ten most recognized elite cavalry units in the world are said to be unmatched, and the Mu Kingdom alone possesses two of them.

Standing at the edge of the desert guarding Mukuo Town, on the left is an endless grassland with lush greenery, and on the right is a boundless desolate wasteland. Heaven and earth are sharply divided here, life and death so close yet contrasting so intensely.

The sprawling military tents belonging to the Mu Kingdom were all located on this side of the prairie. Dignified knights in armor patrolled along this border. Unless war began, no one would be willing to set foot in the desert.

Although it seems isolated here, lonely at the edge of humanity. But as long as I don't step into the desert, I am still among people.

The desert is deathly still, with no wind ever blowing. It seems as if even the wind would die upon reaching this place. There could not possibly be any animals here. Besides the occasional wandering demons, the soldiers stationed here have never seen another living thing.

The knight patrolling the border reined in his warhorse, stopping to gaze out at the desert. In his vision, a figure slowly approached, growing clearer and clearer.

His long hair was simply tied up and hung down his back. He wore an ordinary sheepskin coat, just like the herdsmen on the prairie.

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His hair was somewhat dry, and his lips were slightly chapped, like an ordinary person who couldn't withstand the scorching sun—this wasn't uncommon at all. After all, anyone who delves deep into the desert, even the strongest among them, would be affected in this way. Only those with golden bodies and jade-like marrow could ensure their physical forms remain unscathed in the desert.

The man dragged a massive leather sack behind him, leaving a long trail in the desert sand. He walked at a slow, measured pace. The black stains on his clothes were visible to the knight; they were blood magic, “Demon” blood, which was black.

Of course, the most surprising thing was actually that face.

Upon seeing him, you'll be amazed. How can someone possess such a form How can beauty be so exquisite

This kind of "beauty" even transcends gender, possessing a captivating allure that enthralls all who behold it.

Even with chapped lips and rough skin, their features together were irresistibly charming.

But none of the knights dared to look at her more than once. A tribal chief had coveted her face before, and as a result, he had been “missing” ever since, and his tribe was long ago divided and plundered.

"Zhao!" the knight at the head of the cavalcade burst into laughter: "My warhorse! Great Cangtu, bless you for your safe return!"

"曳" means to tow or drag, while "合併" means to include or encompass completely.

A reyn is someone who pulls you forward at all times, and in Mukoku, it means the same as a brother.

>And the Cangtu God is the belief of herders. It is said to be a deity with the body of a wolf, wings of an eagle, and hooves of a horse, the god of wolves, eagles, and horses. But some priests believe that He has no concrete form and cannot be precisely described. He does not have any appearance imaginable by humans, which also includes all imaginations. He does not exist in any place, and at the same time, he is everywhere.

"Yuwen." The young man who walked back from the desert smiled, "It was not the Azure Diagram God who brought me back safely, but my sword and fists."

The general Yuwen Tuo, a towering man with many braids, rode a tall horse and had a voice like a trumpet. He laughed heartily, leaped from his steed, and strode forward a few steps to embrace the young man.

In the embrace, he whispered, "In Mukuo, you should believe in the Azure Diagram God, even if it's just with your words. Play along with me, this will save you a lot of trouble."

When they parted ways, he reverted back to his usual cheerful demeanor: "How many heads did my scythe reap this time"

Yuwen Duo didn't appear to be over thirty years old. In a country like this, reaching the rank of commander at his age was already quite difficult, especially as the commander of the cavalry. This showed that he not only possessed exceptional skills but also came from a distinguished family.

The young man surnamed Zhao brought the enormous goatskin bag forward and piled it at Yuwen Du's feet: "It's all here."

"So many"

Although there had been speculation, Yuwen Duo couldn't help but show a look of delight.

"Continue patrolling!"

Yuwen Duo shouted loudly, ordering his knights to continue their patrol. He himself picked up the huge goatskin bag, held the reins of his horse in one hand, and said, "Let's go into the tent and rest!"

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As Uwen Du, he had his own tent on the prairie border, of course not too big; this was dictated by his position.

But with this harvest, perhaps we can expand a bit.

The sheepskin bag contained the skulls of Yin demons. It is said that there are many kinds of demons, but the borderlands warriors could only see Yin demons.

The essence of the Yin Demon is half-virtual and half-real. Its head is formed from demonic energy, and its body only takes a tangible form because of it. Sometimes it appears as a beast, sometimes as a human. But after death, only its head remains, transitioning from virtual to real, while its body, having been real, dissipates directly into nothingness.

After counting the number of demon skulls, Yuwen Du's expression became even more excited.

Before, I couldn't openly express this in front of my subordinates. Now, I don't have to hide it: "Every harvest is more abundant than the last. Ye Gai, you are truly the strongest genius I've ever seen! Even compared to those prodigies in the royal court, you are no less!"

“Maybe you’ve just not seen many,” the young man surnamed Zhao said with a calm expression. “There are more geniuses in this world than you imagine, but many of them… may not have had the chance to grow. The world is very cruel.”

Yuwen Du didn't know how to respond to that, so he brushed it aside and instead said with sincerity: "You have great talent. I will help you petition the emperor. Our emperor is a wise and capable ruler who values talent above all else. Where you come from doesn't matter at all. With your ability and potential, you can easily rise to prominence in our Great Qingyun."

Zhao Ruocheng shook his head.

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Once a man who prided himself on fine clothes and meticulous meals, he now sat sprawled on a thick woolen blanket, gnawing happily on a juicy leg of lamb.

"As always, all the credit goes to you. I just need to restock."

The so-called supplies are nothing more than healing medicine, Dao Yuan Stones, some emergency battle formations, and the Life Soul Stones that must be equipped when entering the Border Wasteland. Human cultivators use Life Soul Stones to resist the pervasive resistance and erosion in the desert.

"You've just returned, and you're going again" Yuwen Duo was surprised.

Zhao Rucheng casually tossed aside the gnawed lamb leg bone, tore off another, and muttered in his mouth: "I feel a breakthrough coming."

"Then you should rest well, and break through in a safe place..."

"Faster in the wasteland."

"Although that may be so..." Yuwen Tuo hesitated for a moment before asking, "To be honest with you, I've always had a question for you. I really want to know, what drives you to work so hard"

Zhao Ruocheng stopped gnawing on the lamb leg, fell silent for a moment, and lowered his head to look at his chest.

"It is this heart of regret." he bumped into a scholar-dressed man.It seems that going left was a bad choice.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!"Blind your dog's eyes!" Qing Pi roared, angrily grabb...