The East Sea Fishery Province, which had been isolated from the continent for thousands of years, had given birth to countless countries of different sizes, and then gradually formed ten empires.
Until a few decades ago, when Emperor Zhenwei appeared and launched the largest and most tragic war in history, the six empires became a thing of the past and formed the current four empires.
The strongest and largest empire was naturally the Zhenwei Empire.
The other three empires were worried that they would follow in his footsteps, so they could only form an alliance to fight together.
So the current situation in the East Sea Fishery Province was one against three, and no one could do anything to each other. It was in a temporary state of stability.
Jun Changxiao had no interest in fighting for territory.
However, Master Fan was invited by Emperor Zhenwei and hadn't returned yet. He had to go and investigate.
It took some time to travel from the border to Zhenwei City. Gou Sheng was not in a hurry. He took his disciples to visit every city and asked more about the Fishery Province and Zhenwei Empire.
When the martial artists and ordinary people in the Tiger Leap Empire heard the name Emperor Zhenwei, they were all afraid and angry. But in the Zhenwei Empire, it was full of praise and extreme worship.
Later, Jun Changxiao gradually understood.
Zhenwei Empire used to be very weak overall and was bullied by other empires all year round.
After Emperor Zhenwei ascended the throne, he began to vigorously reform the empire. The overall strength of the empire increased day by day, and finally became the most powerful empire in the Fishery Province.
"You're quite capable!" Jun Chang Xiao said with admiration.
The weakest existence in the ten empires was brought from the Bronze Group to the King Group by one person. This strength was extraordinary!
"Patriarch."
Li Qingyang, who was eating in a restaurant, glanced outside the window at the patrolling soldiers and said, "Even a small city is heavily guarded. I'm afraid it's not easy for us to sneak into Zhenwei City."
"Let's take one step at a time."
After Jun Changxiao finished eating, he threw a few taels of silver on the table, and then took everyone for a stroll on the street.
The city they were in was not large, and the population was only a few hundred thousand. However, there were soldiers patrolling back and forth on every main street. Judging from the armor they wore, they seemed to be of a high level.
Every time the children who were playing on the streets saw the soldiers walk past them, their eyes would flicker with worship. Their desire to join the army was even stronger.
Jun Changxiao stayed out of the matter and witnessed everything in the city.
The final conclusion was that the Zhenwei Empire was very rich. The martial artists living here, even the children, had a strong sense of pride.
"Emperor Zhenwei, what kind of person are you to be able to develop the Bronze Empire to such an extent?"
Jun Changxiao's interest in Zhenwei Great Emperor might be due to the fact that both of them were from the management department. However, one was in charge of the sect while the other was in charge of the country.
Of course.
Gou Sheng began to wonder if this Great Emperor Zhenwei was a transmigrator. Was this Great Emperor Zhenwei a transmigrator? Did he have some kind of system?
"Impossible."
The system denied it. "A poor loser like the Host has developed a mediocre sect into a third-rate sect after transmigrating from the Falling Star Continent for only a few years. If the other party is also a transmigrator, it would be a disgrace if they failed to conquer the fishing province of the East Ocean after decades."
Jun Changxiao rubbed his chin and said, "That makes sense!"
Wait!
"F * ck!" He cursed in his heart, "Are you f * cking insulting me?"
The system said, "I'm just using the Host as an example. If you insist, then I can't help it."
"F * ck!"
Li Qingyang, Xiao Ziji, and the others who were walking behind suddenly noticed that the Patriarch had stopped and was strangling himself with both hands. His face was slightly ferocious as if he was fighting.
"This …"
Luo Zhilong was dumbfounded.
Strangling himself, what a sharp move!
Li Qingyang and Xiao Ziji were already used to it because they had seen the Patriarch laughing, getting angry, and hurting himself.
Ye Xingchen frowned slightly and said to himself, "He's fighting himself, maybe it's some kind of advanced martial art!"
He Wudi thought so too.
He even thought that the Patriarch might have some kind of improvement in martial arts when he fought with him!
Gou Sheng said, "I'll strangle you!"
The system said, "Come on, let's die together!"
"Huhuhu — — —"
After a while, Jun Changxiao let go of his hand and sat on the boulder while panting. He said, "Qingyang, how long do we need to go to Zhenwei City?"
"According to our walking speed, it'll take about five days." Li Qingyang said.
"Is there a bigger city nearby?"
"Yes, three hundred miles away, there's Tiewei City. It's not only a big city of the Zhenwei Empire, but also a strategic place."
"Let's go and take a look."
An ordinary small city was heavily guarded. Jun Changxiao was very curious, what kind of deployment would a big city have?
…
Tiewei City.
It was one of the most powerful cities in the Zhenwei Empire other than Zhenwei City.
There were hundreds of thousands of troops stationed here all year round. The city's defense was very strong just by looking at it from a distance.
Jun Changxiao brought four disciples to the city gate and handed over their identification before they could sneak in.
In the wild.
Five martial artists of different ages fainted in the grass, their clothes were all gone.
"Patriarch."
Entering an inn, Li Qingyang touched the face-changing mask on his face and said in surprise, "They really didn't see through it!"
Jun Changxiao said, "If this thing is not reliable, how could Xiao Mu be undercover in Taixuan Shengzong for so long."
"It makes sense, it makes sense!"
Everyone rested in the inn for a while, then they began to wander around Tiewei City. As a result, except for some markets, teahouses and other places that could be accessed at will, many places were blocked.
Jun Changxiao also used his spiritual thoughts to cover the entire city and found that many areas had isolation arrays that couldn't be easily penetrated.
"It's quite mysterious."
He could easily break these isolation arrays, but he didn't do it. Because after thinking about it a little, he knew that the Zhenwei Empire protected it because they didn't want to be discovered by the enemy.
Jun Changxiao continued to wander in the city, and then he came to the square in the central area.
There was a huge statue erected there. It was a middle-aged man who seemed to be in his thirties or forties. He was wearing armor and pointing his sword to the sky, revealing a disdainful aura.
"This is Zhenwei Emperor? He looks so chuunibyou. "
Under the statue, many city residents were kneeling on the ground as if they were praying. The accompanying children were full of excitement and anxiety.
"Patriarch."
Li Qingyang walked in from afar and said, "Today is the day of Zhenwei Emperor's inheritance."
"Inheritance?" Jun Changxiao said, "What do you mean?"
Li Qingyang said, "I'm not too sure. I heard people talking about it on the street."
"Gugugugu!"
In a hall directly north of the statue, a strange sound was heard. Immediately, an old man dressed in colorful clothes, who looked like a wizard, walked out. He raised a wooden staff and said, "The ceremony has begun. No noise!"
"Swish!"
"Swish!"
The city residents outside the square straightened their bodies, put their right palms on their chests, and then lowered their heads slightly with a pious expression.
Jun Changxiao and Li Qingyang were a little confused. But since they were in the crowd, they hurriedly did the same in order to avoid being too conspicuous.
"¥% @ # @&…"
The old man in colorful clothes began to chant in a strange language.
Jun Changxiao thought, It's obvious that he's making it up. If it were me, I could do it too!
"Gugugu!"
After a while, the old man knelt in front of the hall. His palms were on the ground, his head was facing the stone statue, and his butt was high up in the air as he said loudly, "The Emperor's inheritance will last for a thousand years!"
"Swish!"
"Swish!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the eyes of the statue suddenly flashed with red light, and then it flew toward the kneeling children.
"Ahhh!"
The children, who were only seven or eight years old, were enveloped by the red light. They immediately hugged their heads and screamed. Although their parents were heartbroken, their eyes were filled with excitement.
Jun Changxiao, who had been releasing his spiritual sense, frowned and said, "This should be a kind of energy that corrodes the soul. Using it on children is simply inhumane!"
The Emperor's inheritance?
It's clearly a f * cking crooked method!
While Jun Changxiao was thinking, the aura of the children tortured by the red light suddenly … soared!
Stage Three, Stage Four, Stage Five … Stage Twelve!
Martial Disciple Grade One, Grade Two, Grade Three … Peak Martial Disciple!
When the red light dissipated, four children who were struggling in pain were lying weakly on the ground. However, their cultivation had already stepped into the realm of Grade One Martial Master!
"F * ck!"
Jun Changxiao was dumbstruck. After a while, he looked out of the camera and roared with a collapsed expression, "I have a f * cking system, but I didn't even level up like this after completing an epic mission!"
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