Eternal Life: My Lifespan Increases Daily

Chapter 425: Chapter 322: Commander with Two and a Half Years of Service! (Double Length)

In the kitchen, smoke rose quickly as A Da skillfully handled the ingredients.

A Er assisted him and, having finished, noticed the little chick on the stone table in the courtyard.

The little chick neatly tucked its wings and raised its head, its beady eyes also sizing up the approaching human child.

A Er remembered that this little chick was a pet brought back by the young master and tried feeding it some rice grains.

”Eat, eat, so you can grow big and plump,” A Er leaned over the stone table, shaking the rice grains in his hand.

However, the little chick showed no interest in eating, even turning away disdainfully.

”Doesn’t like it, huh...” A Er mumbled and then went to the kitchen to peel some corn kernels.

”You’ll love this surely...”

”Chirp chirp!” Xiaohuang flapped its wings, showing a stance of rejection, wanting this human child to wisely keep a distance from it.

”Doesn’t like it either...” A Er scratched his head, looking at Song Changming who had just entered the courtyard.

”Young master, what does it like to eat?”

”You don’t need to feed it. It can survive on just a bit of water,” said Song Changming, waving his hand.

”Oh...” A Er hadn’t expected this little chick to be so easy to care for and obediently left.

Little Yellow Chicken didn’t eat grains, a fact that Song Changming already knew.

Initially, he was very curious, not understanding how the Little Yellow Chicken survived.

Later, he discovered that this Little Yellow Chicken fed on various natural energies.

But the funny thing was, it couldn’t absorb natural energy on its own, relying solely on sticking close to Song Changming during his cultivation sessions to ’ingest’ some energy.

For instance, every night when Song Changming practiced the Witch Refining Technique, he would refine the necessary moonlight energy.

Throughout his cultivation, excess moonlight energy naturally radiated around him, and this portion would be absorbed by the nearby Little Yellow Chicken.

He didn’t quite understand how it was absorbed, it somehow mysteriously happened.

Of course, this did not affect his personal cultivation.

Even if the Little Yellow Chicken didn’t absorb it, the excess energy would dissipate into the atmosphere.

It was because of this that Song Changming allowed the Little Yellow Chicken to ’feed’ by his side.

”From now on, you’ll live here. Remember not to cause trouble or run around; I can only ensure your safety inside the house and yard, but I can’t say the same outside the yard doors,”

then Song Changming instructed the Little Yellow Chicken a few more times.

”Chirp chirp,” the Little Yellow Chicken chirped at Song Changming, seemingly in response.

”Wow! Another one that understands human speech!” said Song Ping’an nearby with a face full of curiosity.

Not far away, White was lying down gnawing on a piece of meat, lifting his eyes to glance at the Little Yellow Chicken on the table.

Apparently, the Little Yellow Chicken wasn’t the only one in the family who could understand human speech.

Song Changming didn’t say much more, taking out a large pile of Spirit Coins and handing them to Song Ping’an.

Song Ping’an looked on in shock.

”Young master, did you strike it rich?!”

My goodness, he saw that the Spirit Coins taken out by Song Changming amounted to more than five thousand.

Bear in mind, one Spirit Coin could be exchanged for a thousand coins, not a small amount of purchasing power in the city.

”Being out for so long, there should be some gains,” Song Changming replied noncommittally.

This pile of Spirit Coins came from Zhao Linxin’s Qiankun Bag.

As a descendant of a top noble family in the Core City, the Spirit Crystal he extracted was only half of Zhao Linxin’s total Spirit Coin hoard.

This money was for Song Ping’an’s startup capital, as he knew that be it alcohol product development, or daily operations of the distillery, or the initial necessary trial and error costs, it certainly required a large financial investment to keep running.

A clever housewife can’t cook without rice, this aspect was no exception even for someone as well-versed in business as Song Ping’an.

”Is this money enough?” Song Changming asked.

”Absolutely enough, with this money, this endeavor is certainly doable!” Song Ping’an replied joyfully.

He didn’t probe much about the source of the Spirit Coins, confidently promising that the matter would be handled well.

Song Changming nodded, he trusted Song Ping’an greatly, having watched him grow up, he was also a member of the Song Family.

Five days later, a grand celebration banquet was held in the military.

All soldiers who participated in the demon disaster suppression and made contributions were present at this feast.

Even the Prince Cui attended, rewarding the three armies, drinking a barrel of wine with all the soldiers.

Then it was the time for the evaluation and rewards based on merit.

Every soldier who survived this battle had contributions!

Further determining the size of merits based on demon slaying and other contributions.

Many competent soldiers seized this opportunity to rise in rank, receiving accolades and broadening their futures.

That night, the military camp was filled with laughter, dispelling the lingering gloom following the great battle.

The 41st Flag Army’s garrison.

”Song Changming, on July 3rd, with the army, killed twenty-one demons, including three Demon Commanders.”

”On July 7th, accompanied the Seventh Squad, killed twenty-five demons, including four Demon Commanders, and assisted in rescuing five hundred seventy-two Niuwei Village people.”

”On July 8th...”

”...”

”During this demon disaster, Deputy General Song Changming of the Seventh Squad participated in thirty-one large and small battles to quell the demon disaster, slaying a total of five hundred thirty-seven Demons...”

In the hall of the garrison, Song Changming listened quietly to his impressive war achievements, noticing the increasingly astonished expressions of the other soldiers in the squad, he remained unfazed, his expression as calm as water.

If he hadn’t killed so many, how could he have strengthened his body to the Power of Five Dragons!

”Oh my God, thirty-one Demon Race battles, killing over five hundred Demons and coming out intact, that’s too exaggerated, calling him a War God would not be an overstatement!” a Centurion couldn’t help but exclaim in a low voice from the ranks.