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Chapter 610

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A few years ago, in the Mech Combat Training Room in Section H1 of the Ewha University Library, Xu Le used the channel of burning energy to "replace" the nerves and veins in his body, transmitting the instructions from his brain to every part of his body. From that day on, he became one of the most thick-skinned people in the universe. Until now, when the channel collapsed, the burning energy was still wandering in his body, and his nerves were even thicker than before.

Therefore, many things that could shock ordinary people to the point of prostrating themselves on the ground or even trembling all over could not shake his stubborn heart that was as dull as a stone.

Being whipped crazily by the Emperor was a rare treatment, but it didn't shock him. He was weak and paralyzed, and he was brutally beaten until he was covered in blood. His wounds were so horrible that even Zou Yu might not be able to recognize him, but he was still able to smile. He didn't care, and he wasn't shocked at all. Even when the Emperor revealed the secret he had buried for a long time, the secret between him and Uncle Feng Yu, the surprise in his heart calmed down, and there wasn't much shock left in him.

Until now, when he heard Huai Caoshi's words full of mockery and resentment, he was finally shocked and could not speak for a long time.

The God of War Li Pifu galloped in the universe, shining brightly and reaching the peak of personal strength, almost like a god. Uncle Feng Yu's body shook, fighting against more than ten military Mechs with his bare hands. He was so strong that it was dazzling.

No one knew when this pair of brothers suddenly appeared in the Federation, showing their extraordinary strength in different fields and light and shadow, fighting against the glory of the Empire and the Charter. However, their ability was not passed down. No matter how many close combat masters there were in the Philadelphia Cultivation Gym, even geniuses like Mr. Tian, no one could approach the level of the brothers.

According to Huai Caoshi, the Zhenqi that Uncle Feng taught him should be called Eight Rice, and this Zhenqi was the secret ability of the Imperial Family. It seemed that this was enough to explain many things.

"They are from the Empire?"

Xu Le did not need to squint his swollen eyes to express his inner feelings as usual. He stared at Huai Caoshi in front of him and asked in an incredulous tone.





After a long silence, Huai Caoshi narrowed her eyes and said, "Fortunately or unfortunately, the people of the Empire can hardly learn the ingratitude of the people of the Federation."

Xu Le understood this sentence and suddenly felt a wave of relief mixed with lingering fear. If the Federation's War God and his teacher were really brothers of the Empire, he really found it hard to accept this absurd fact. However, following Huai Caoshi's denial, even more questions poured into his mind. If the brothers Li Pifu were not from the Empire, where did they learn their amazing abilities? Why was the imperial family so familiar with Uncle Feng Yu's incarnation?

It was almost evening, and the red clouds were flying diagonally outside the high palace walls. The faint golden afterglow shone through those unknown trees and sprinkled on this quiet corner.

"They came to the empire to study? When did that happen? " Xu Le's mechanic mode of thinking was calm enough and precise enough to immediately grasp the core of the problem.

"Nasri definitely came to the Empire when he was young, but the story between him and His Majesty should not be known by anyone in this universe. As for Li Pifu … there is no evidence to prove that before he led the army to invade the Empire, he came to Planet Tianjing to study. "

"I don't understand," Xu Le said hoarsely, his voice extremely weak.

Huai Caoshi glanced at him, shook her head, and said, "You're about to die, why are you still concerned about this?"

"It's because I'm about to die that I have the urge to know these secrets." Xu Le coughed and replied, "I … I don't want to … die with 800 question marks in my head. A hungry ghost is uncomfortable, but a curious ghost is even more uncomfortable."

"Yes, you're about to die."

After a moment of silence, Huai Caoshi said, "There's no harm in letting you know about the past of your father and uncle. Maybe you'll understand why the Empire is angry."

"This must be a very long story." Xu Le smiled with difficulty. "I don't know if I can finish listening to it before I die."

"I don't know much about the details of what happened back then." Huai Caoshi looked at him and pressed the electric button beside the self-restraining table. She said expressionlessly, "This is a very simple story."

"It's always good to have a story to listen to before you die."

Huai Caoshi returned to silence and walked towards a corner of the palace. The self-restraining table that bound Xu Le made a low electric sound and followed his back as he moved forward, walking further and further away under the bright red sunset.

The Empire's military officers and doctors behind did not hear the conversation between the two of them. They looked at the two long and narrow backs that were gradually moving away and could not help but look at each other. Then, they quietly followed from afar.

This scene was very interesting.

A death row prisoner wrapped in restraints, bandages, and medical glue like a Nanling specialty brown rice bag was like a paralyzed old man who could not walk. He leaned against the self-restraining table and followed the young man in front of him who had his hands behind his back. His body was thin but gave off an aura that was more valiant than the huge palace. They slowly walked under the high palace walls in the twilight.

It was like two people who appreciated each other were saying goodbye. It was a farewell.





"Do you see that building?"

Huai Caoshi stood on the high palace wall and squinted at the civilian district in the west shrouded in the twilight. She pointed at a completely white courtyard in the midst of the low residential buildings.

Xu Le's eyes were swollen. He looked with difficulty for a long time and then nodded. He did not know what the little story before his death had to do with that inconspicuous courtyard.

"That is the most sacred place in the entire Empire other than the Imperial Palace." Huai Caoshi had a leisurely expression. "The Great Master Fan Manor."

"The Great Master Fan Manor?" Xu Le silently repeated this strange name in his mind. He felt like he had heard of it somewhere before.

"The Great Teacher is the most respected title in the Empire, but not many people know about it because they do not care about the reputation in the secular world."

Huai Caoshi slowly explained, "Every Great Teacher is a rare genius. Perhaps it is in the academic field, the economic field, or some other field. In short, they are the most secret and also the most important foundation of the Empire."

"You mean …" Xu Le was confused and asked, "This position is hereditary?"

"Correct."

"A family that always produces geniuses?" After a moment of silence, Xu Le shook his head with difficulty and said, "I am a member of the Federation. I believe in equality. I do not believe that fate itself will create this kind of unfairness."

"There has never been such a thing as innate fairness in the universe."

Huai Caoshi said indifferently, "Only those with royal blood have the chance to master the Eight Rice True Qi. This is unfair, but it is also the truth. So you have to admit that the Creator has chosen the royal family to lead the ordinary people of the Empire from the beginning."

"The War God and … the Nasri brothers are not people of the Empire, so naturally, it is impossible for them to have royal blood. I am also not from the Empire, but we have both mastered it."

Huai Caoshi narrowed his eyes, seemingly troubled by this question. After a long silence, he said, "Perhaps the Creator has chosen you and the Li brothers on your side."

"Should I feel honored?" Xu Le shook his head.

"You should feel honored."

Huai Caoshi gave a simple comment and said directly, "Now, let us begin the simple story."

"Please."

"After or before the Empire and the Federation met, an Empire spaceship passed through the space channel and entered the Federation's territory, landing in a place called Feicheng."

"Wait, there are many logical problems at the beginning of this simple story."

Xu Le did not care about his weak body and firmly retorted, "The Empire's space technology was even more backward than it is now. It was not enough to support a spaceship to cross the galaxy. Besides, even if that spaceship flew over, it would not have been able to hide from Charter and silently land in the capital ring. "

"As I said, I don't know too many details. I just want to tell a simple story." Huai Caoshi stood in the twilight, frowning as if a fire was about to ignite. She was not used to this guy being so stubborn even before death. "And I firmly believe that the spaceship can do it, because this is the foundation of the story, because the passenger on the spaceship … is the former Great Teacher."

Xu Le was silent for a long time before saying, "Alright, what's the end of the story?"

"The former Great Teacher of the Empire found a pair of brothers who could cultivate the Eight Rice True Qi in the Federation's Feicheng, so he taught them.

"At that time, the pair of brothers were still children. They were pure enough and talented enough. They grew up very quickly, so quickly that they surpassed the Great Teacher's imagination.

"The problem was that when they grew up, they were no longer pure.

"The older brother changed his name to Li Pifu and participated in the invasion of the Empire, completely ignoring the fact that the Empire was his teacher's hometown.

"Then one day, this man called Li Pifu assassinated the Emperor of the Empire. In that battle, he even used the Eight Rice True Qi he had learned in the Empire to kill his teacher."

"And then?"

"There's no 'then'."

The setting sun outside the palace walls was like a crack in Xu Le's eyes, from which countless streams of blood flowed. Huai Caoshi's simple words described a major event that had happened several decades ago. Perhaps this major event would never be recorded in history, but that Great Teacher who was far away from the Empire, those two ignorant children who were learning True Qi in Feicheng, had personally written a few lines of words in history that could never be erased.

In this simple story, there was the former Great Teacher's inconceivable journey into space, the integration and separation of races, the friendly teaching and ruthless betrayal, and the great psychological struggle and painful torment of races.

There was also blood.

"This is truly an extraordinary story."

Xu Le knew that she had no reason to lie to him at this moment. Although there were still countless questions that had not been answered, just this information alone was enough to make him shocked again and again, perplexed again and again.





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