Chapter 12: The City Lord's Son's Struggle (The End)

It's common knowledge that returning home is incredibly difficult for those who have left their hometowns.
Su Chen deeply agreed.
Five days passed, and he hadn't seen any reinforcements, not even a report of support.
"Damn it, these bastards!"
Su Chen knew without a doubt that some idiot in the court was causing trouble.
The Canglan army had already surrounded the city and would soon launch their final assault.
Su Chen gave a bitter laugh; he knew this was probably the end of his life.
"I should get more Fate Points in the next settlement, right?"
This life had been far more exciting than his previous one.
At this moment, Su Chen's heart calmed down.
He was just an ordinary person.
One of the masses.
Su Chen looked at his many wounded soldiers: "Gentlemen, are you willing to fight to the death with me?"
The remaining soldiers looked at their general with sorrow.
"General...I want to go home...I haven't been back for ten years!"
The man who had fought on the battlefield, never uttering a sound even when his arm was severed, now lowered his head and let out a beast-like roar.
Su Chen's eyes dimmed. He calculated the time; he hadn't been back for twenty years.
Although relatives visited him every year.
"Brother Jiang...do you think those bastards in the court will really send someone to rescue us?"
Song Feng stared at Su Chen's face, trying to glean some information from it.
Su Chen calmly replied, "Yes, definitely!"
"If we survive this battle, our names will be known throughout the Tianfeng Kingdom. Our descendants will enjoy countless honors, and our families will receive the best treatment."
Song Feng grinned, "Then I trust Brother Jiang. If I die in the end, and Brother Jiang is still alive, please take my body back. Even if I can't go home alive, my body should at least return home after I'm dead."
"This can be considered returning to one's roots."
Su Chen filled a bowl of wine and handed it to him, smiling, "If I, Jiang, die, please also carry my body back. After all, I haven't been back for twenty years, and I miss home quite a bit."
Everyone filled their bowls with wine and drank it all in one gulp.
The next day, as dawn broke,
Ten powerful cultivators at the Spirit Sea Realm arrived with their armies.
Su Chen stood atop the city wall, spear in hand, his gaze calm.
Behind him, his soldiers were already prepared to die.
No words were spoken, and a great battle erupted.
It was called a great battle, but in reality, it was a complete rout.
Su Chen wasn't the chosen one, at least not in this life.
Faced with the unsportsmanlike encirclement of ten Spirit Sea Realm experts, even with the aid of the city's formations, he quickly succumbed, his body a bloody mess.
Su Chen clearly felt his life force draining away.
The entire city was dead, except for him.
Now he was going to die too.
Su Chen felt his eyelids growing heavier and his vision blurring.
In his previous life, he died too quickly, never knowing what it was like to slowly await death.
This life was a way of making up for the regrets of his past life.
"Jiang Chen, you bastard, you can't die!"
In the distance, Su Chen vaguely saw a familiar purple figure breaking through the Canglan Kingdom's army formations, cleaving two Spirit Sea Realm cultivators in two.
Su Chen felt himself being lifted up, water droplets falling on him.
He could no longer make out the person's face.
'Have reinforcements arrived?'
He heard the calls fading into the distance.
It sounded like someone was wailing?
Su Chen lost consciousness.
........
When he awoke again, Su Chen found himself in a mysterious space, staring blankly at the darkness.
It all felt like a dream.
But the scenes flashing through his mind told him it wasn't a dream.
"Idiot!"
Su Chen cursed under his breath.
He hadn't expected that Nangong Meng, whom he hadn't seen for half a lifetime, would actually fight her way into the enemy territory alone.
"What is the Tianlan Sect doing? Where did Li Qingyue go?"
"Damn it, they actually let such an idiot run rampant!"
Su Chen cursed again.
War between two nations is no child's play.
Su Chen didn't know if Nangong Meng had managed to escape the encirclement. He couldn't think about it anymore; he was already dead.
He opened the Book of Destiny, turning to the first page, which recorded his first life.
Now, however, he could turn to the second page.
[In your second life, you were a child prodigy, achieving fame early on. You avenged your past life's blood feud, resolved your inner conflicts, received good fortune, broke through the limits of your aptitude in cultivation, enjoyed a harmonious marriage, left your bloodline in the world, joined the army, and made outstanding contributions. Although you were later ostracized by villains, exiled to the border, and died a heroic death, you still left your story in the Tianfeng Kingdom. Your only regret was that you moved too fast in your youth and didn't pay enough attention to the people around you...]
Evaluation: White Nine Stars
Destiny Points: 90
"Bullshit!"
Su Chen spat at the Book of Destiny. What regrets could he, Su Chen, have in his youth?
These 90 Destiny Points are a pretty good reward.
In his previous life, he achieved such results with only 30 points of Reversal of Fate. In this life, 90 points would be a game-winning start!
[Talent: 0 (+)
Comprehension: 0 (+)
Family Background: 0 (+)
Mental State: 10]
Su Chen pondered for a moment.
Talent is important, so he added 40 points.
Comprehension is also important, so he added 30 points.
Having deciphered half of his previous life's Spirit Communication Technique, he suddenly realized something very important.
It was translated, but it involved levels above the Spirit Sea realm, which he couldn't understand at all. Even the Spirit Sea realm itself was vague.
Finally, with 20 points of Reversal of Fate remaining, Su Chen added them to his family background.
Family background is also very important; it represents cultivation resources and how far he can ultimately go.
After doing all this, Su Chen decisively chose to start a new chapter in his life.