Emperor Xue Yan was a bit shocked. The Left Marshal Residence had actually collected five extreme pseudo world weapons. How lucky was that?
Emperor Xue Yan sank into deep thought. His eyes flickered as he thought of something.
"Pass down my order. Let Zuo Feng and Zhi Ge fight their way to the center of the Ultimate Martial Realm, the Fu Tian State. Then, negotiate with them to get the most profit. Then, let him give me two extreme pseudo world weapons. I need them," Emperor Xue Yan said indifferently as if the pseudo world weapons were his.
Ninth Prince's mouth twitched. He wanted to say something but stopped. He didn't dare to refute.
"What? You don't want to? "Emperor Xue Yan frowned and asked.
"No, no, no. Forefather, it is a time of war. Bringing back the pseudo world weapons from the frontlines is a bit …" Ninth Prince smiled bitterly. Even he felt that it was too much to ask for pseudo world weapons. Could Ye Qinghan give them to him?
"A bit what? I want to go out and need pseudo world weapons! Just give the order. I will wait to use them, "Emperor Xue Yan said coldly.
Ninth Prince didn't dare to refute. He could only lower his head and accept the scolding. Then, he issued an imperial decree to ask for pseudo world weapons from the frontlines.
…
At the frontlines, the army was already cleaning up the battlefield. The ordinary army had lost close to three hundred thousand men while the Snow Kingdom Army had lost less than fifty thousand men. It could be seen how big the difference between an ordinary army and a trained army was and how important teamwork was.
Supreme Gods were indeed very strong. One thought was enough to kill an ordinary giant god. However, when dozens of powerful giant gods were gathered together, their attacks were unified and orderly. They were well-trained and could turn the situation around.
This was the role of an army! No matter how strong a single soldier king was, without the support of pseudo world weapons, Ye Qinghan would be exhausted to death in an army even if he had the Feather Spirit Clothes.
Meanwhile, in Extreme Dao City, he was training his soldiers with paper spears. His movements were bold, and his aura soared into the sky. It shook the hearts of people. The way he trained his soldiers showed his boldness and courage. Two million soldiers were being trained at the same time, and the results of a night of hard work could be seen.
This time, at least several thousand Paramount Gods had been recruited. They were either unaffiliated cultivators or members of mid-tier factions. They didn't have powerful sources of secret arts, nor were they able to buy better resources. Therefore, they could only join the army to gain more resources.
Ye Qinghan ordered his men to occupy the Heavenly Gorge Stronghold, then led his army back to Extreme Path City to rest. Standing on the city wall, he looked at Zhi Ge, who was currently training his troops. He couldn't help but take a deep breath. As expected, there was always someone better than him. Just based on the imposing manner and boldness of his soldiers, he could tell that Zhi Ge's attitude towards killing was even more ruthless than Jue Wuxin's. His actions were decisive. On the battlefield, he was definitely a demon-like existence.
Jue Wuxin also stared fixedly at the army that covered the mountains and plains below the city walls. He looked at their arrangement and their movements. The army did not stick to the rules and did not completely follow Ling Yan's train of thought in the past. He mixed in too many of his own thoughts and ideas. He was bold and decisive, extracting the essence and discarding the dross. As long as the war continued for thirty to fifty years, causing the Nine Lands to be in complete chaos, there was no doubt that Zhi Ge would surpass his master Ling Yan.
"Compared to him, how do you feel about yourself?"
Ye Qinghan glanced at Jue Wuxin and asked indifferently.
"My hands and feet are tied. I don't have enough boldness and my killing heart isn't strong enough." Jue Wuxin was sincerely convinced. He didn't feel ashamed. Instead, he felt excited. Only with motivation could one improve.
Ye Qinghan nodded and reminded him truthfully, "Your heart isn't ruthless enough. You don't have enough boldness. I suggest that if you have a goal in mind, even if there are mountains of blades and seas of fire ahead, even if you can kill more than half of your army, even if you can slaughter the common people, as long as you can complete the mission, you must unswervingly carry it out!"
"Thank you for your reminder, Mister!" Jue Wuxin nodded firmly.
"A soldier must die on the battlefield. A general's success is built on the bones of thousands. If you can't do this, then don't talk nonsense about the military Saints. No matter if it's Ling Yan or Yan Ao, as military Saints, they all stepped on the corpses of their brothers to reach their current position," Ye Qinghan said indifferently.
Jue Wuxin was slowly transforming. His heart was also slowly solidifying. The will in his eyes soared to the heavens.
Jue Wuxin's heart was surging with battle intent. His heart was like a battlefield. The bigger the heart, the bigger the battlefield. Looking at the world, taking into account all the factors, using the same principle to deal with all changes. If he could completely annihilate the enemy, even if the mountains were covered with bones and seas of blood, he wouldn't hesitate. Only then could he be a military Saint!
Looking at Jue Wuxin's transformation, Ye Qinghan's expression was somewhat complicated. He didn't know if he should nurture him or take the opportunity to kill him.
"You admire Mister Yan Ao?" Ye Qinghan stared at Jue Wuxin and asked in a low voice.
"Yes! Mister, I have studied the classic battle between Mister Yan Ao and Mister Ling Yan since I was young. I respect him very much. Although he is from the Great Wasteland Domain, a soldier is not guilty. Furthermore, he was defending himself and didn't take the initiative to invade. I feel that he is more worthy of respect than Mister Ling Yan, "Jue Wuxin replied firmly.
Ye Qinghan's brows twitched. He asked in a hoarse voice, "If Yan Ao returns and raises his army to take revenge, unifying the Nine Realms, there will no longer be any division between the Nine Realms. Will you resist or support him?"
Jue Wuxin stared blankly. His heart was in a mess. After a long time, he faintly sighed, "Mister Yan Ao is no longer here. If I can see Mister, I will definitely kneel down to become your disciple and follow you."
"You can become the new generation of Yan Ao! Although his physical body is dead, his soul is immortal. You are the inheritor of his soul, "Ye Qinghan stared at Jue Wuxin and said in a hoarse voice.
"I …"
Jue Wuxin trembled and clenched his ten fingers.
"Do you want to know about Yan Ao's past?" Ye Qinghan looked at Jue Wuxin's struggling heart and asked in a low voice.
Jue Wuxin looked expectantly at Ye Qinghan and curiously asked, "You know about it?"
Ye Qinghan silently nodded. He stretched out his hand and grabbed two chairs. "Sit down. Let's have a chat today."
Jue Wuxin was like a curious baby. He was like a well-behaved student who had a strong thirst for knowledge. He sat in front of Ye Qinghan and looked expectantly at Ye Qinghan.
Ye Qinghan slowly sat down. He looked at the twinkling stars in the sky and seemed to have sunk into a deep thought. He said in a hoarse voice, "Yan Ao was born in an ordinary scholarly family. He wholeheartedly read the books of the sages and was unwilling to kill an ant. Back then, when the imperial court of the Great Wasteland Domain was selecting civil officials, they had to pass a written exam and obtain the approval of the Great Wasteland's Father to become a noble."
"Back then, Yan Ao obtained first place in the written exam and went to the Great Wasteland Palace to meet the Great Wasteland's Father. When he first saw the Great Wasteland's Father, he was very surprised. He seemed to think that the Great Wasteland's Father was a benevolent old man. He did not expect that the Great Wasteland's Father was a resolute young man. His eyes were very cold and emotionless. However, the things he did were very gentle and treated his people well. At that time, he did not understand the Great Wasteland's Master and wanted to leave the Great Wasteland Palace to find his own life."
"Do you know what the Great Wasteland's Master did?" Ye Qinghan looked at Jue Wuxin's intoxicated expression and asked with a faint smile.
"What did he do?" Jue Wuxin seemed to have seen the scene from back then and immediately asked.
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