Chapter 1298: Chapter 87 The Untold Story of Doctor Feng and Marshal Meng_5 Chapter 1298: Chapter 87 The Untold Story of Doctor Feng and Marshal Meng_5 When the great snake heard these words, it was silent for a long while before finally speaking, “Since General Meng has spoken, this humble demon will now retreat. I hope General Meng… can be magnanimous and not dwell on past grievances.” General Meng said, “That is only natural.” Suddenly, clouds of dust billowed and shot up to the sky as the snake demon leaped into midair and exclaimed loudly, “Thank you, General Meng, for sparing my life!” With that, it soared through the clouds and flew off to the wild lands. Looking back at Hundred Battle Ridge, it was now a scene of light winds and serene clouds, the sky clear and the sun blazing… yet, where was there even a hint of a demonic presence?”

Dear readers, do you know why, in the end, the snake demon still thanked General Meng for sparing its life? It is because General Meng’s soul is one of the heavenly constellations, naturally possessing the power to slay demons and eradicate monsters. To kill such a minor demon is as easy as reaching into a bag to retrieve something, or examining the patterns on one’s palm. Therefore, when the snake demon was able to retreat safely, it naturally gave thanks in return. Since General Meng, being generous in spirit, granted it a chance to live—an act of mercy tantamount to rebirth—how could such grace be considered trivial?”

Meanwhile, as General Meng entered the mountains, a white-robed Taoist emerged with a smile, his whole being as pure as jade, untouched by worldly dust. Who else could it be if not Doctor Feng?”

Taking this story up to this point, everyone was invigorated, and a lively discussion followed.

“This marks the beginning of the friendship between General Meng and Doctor Feng. Seeing that Doctor Feng was also a man, how could he not reciprocate the hero’s rescue with a deep gratitude…”

“Do not talk nonsense. General Meng was already married, with a loving relationship with his wife. Even if Doctor Feng was a woman, it would still be a regretful match doomed by fate, with an affinity yet without destiny!”

“If I may say, it’s fortunate that Doctor Feng was a man; otherwise, it would indeed have been difficult for them to become friends. This truly was a match made in heaven, a friendship destined by fate!”

“Exactly, exactly, that’s exactly right, it is indeed so!”

Following this, they heard the storyteller describe how General Meng and Doctor Feng instantly connected at heart, how their friendship quickly deepened, their earnest long talks, their deep discussions about everything under the heavens, eventually leading to an unbreakable bond and exchange of gifts, not to mention pledging brotherhood, with great reluctance to part…

Dong Xiaoyan listened with eyes wide open, thoroughly enjoying the tale.

Feng Yin also listened with intense emotion, his mind brimming with thoughts.

This was clearly his own story, although purely fictitious, with no actual basis in reality, yet it did not prevent Feng Yin from being utterly captivated, listening as if it were all true, and finding it indescribably thrilling.

Especially when he heard how Doctor Feng and General Meng openly discussed their perspectives, debating affairs of the state, the trends of the world, strategies of war, and the major happenings of the martial world…

The discussions were exceedingly harmonious; each statement was insightful and thought-provoking, leaving an echo that seemed to resound through the beams, unceasing for ages.

In that moment, Feng Yin could not help but applaud these two sages, moved to action, he directly rewarded the storyteller with ten taels of gold.

It was just too brilliantly narrated!

This is the essence of storytelling in novels! How could one not reward such a splendid story!

“…The two legends lamented meeting each other too late in life, but each had their own destiny to fulfill—General Meng had to continue leading his troops to pacify the realm and achieve an immortal legacy; Doctor Feng also had to journey to Ancient Bleak Mountain to gather divine herbs for the salvation of the world. Despite their profound reluctance to part, they eventually had to say farewell after spending a whole night in conversation by candlelight.”

“The rare meeting between these two legendary figures has left behind an everlasting tale of inspiration for generations to follow!”

As the storyteller reached this point, everyone sighed in admiration.

Indeed, these are truly great figures!

Such legends are real legends!

Every word, every single phrase, is filled with profound wisdom!

“…At the moment of parting, Doctor Feng stood against the wind, his white robe fluttering, resembling a banished immortal preparing to ride the wind away, his presence indescribably ethereal and limitless. He frowned slightly and said to General Meng, ‘Brother, before I leave, I have a word of advice to offer. Please listen.”

Feng Yin was the first to clap and cheer.

It then became clear that after the two had pledged brotherhood, Doctor Feng still maintained himself as the younger brother.

“This distinguished guest, please be silent.”

The storyteller spoke solemnly, showing no indulgence to Feng Yin even though he had just received a generous tip, truly embodying the demeanor of a scholar.

“I was reckless,” Feng Yin quickly apologized. “Please, Master, continue the story. What exactly did Doctor Feng tell General Meng?”

Ultimately, when one is boasting about oneself, face must be given.

The storyteller’s expression softened, and he nodded, saying, “General Meng replied, ‘Please enlighten me, brother.'”

“Doctor Feng paused for a long time, then said softly, ‘Brother, remember… when one receives deep kindness, it is prudent to step back, and when one feels immensely proud, it is time to rest.’ General Meng responded generously, ‘What I seek in this life is the peace of the realm, the well-being of the people, and to relieve the common folk from the suffering of war. High rank and great wealth are not my desires.’ At last, General Meng spoke ten words, which led Doctor Feng to make a solemn promise. These ten words became the origin of General City! It was because Doctor Feng deeply admired General Meng’s great benevolence and righteousness that he made this special promise.”

At this, everyone’s faces were flush with excitement, their eyes brimming with tears.

Many in the audience had heard this passage countless times before, with that particular phrase memorized by heart.

Yet they still waited eagerly, their eyes full of anticipation, for the storyteller to utter those ten words.

The storyteller scanned the crowd with a piercing gaze, lightly tapped the lectern with his gavel, and said, “General Meng whispered to Doctor Feng, ‘Titles of nobility are not my wish, only peace over the land!”

“Excellent!”

“Very good, very good!”

The crowd erupted in applause, their emotions high, unable to contain themselves, all imagining the grand demeanor of General Meng back then and why they all yearned and admired him.