Journey to the West: I have Nine Golden Crows Inside Me
Chapter 1376 - 929 Heroes of the World_2

Chapter 1376: 929 Heroes of the World_2

"By your command!"

The armored guard stepped forward, bowed, and accepted the order. When it came to spreading messages, there was no faster channel throughout the Nine States than Yuelai Inn. And now, Yuelai Inn was under the control of the Jiang Family.

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"Have you heard? A strong figure forced their way into the imperial palace, captured the emperor and the civil and military officials, and seized control of the Great Han."

"What strong figure? I heard from a descendant of an immortal that it was the Human King who, disapproving of the emperor’s incompetence, personally descended to the mortal realm, beheaded the emperor, and destroyed the reign of the Great Han."

In a certain major city, within Yuelai Inn, many cultivators gathered, quietly discussing something.

Thanks to Yuelai Inn, in just one night, the news about Jiang Chen had spread across the entire Nine States. While mortals might still be skeptical about this news, the cultivator community had largely believed it to a great extent.

Unlike mortals, they had other channels to verify the authenticity of these rumors. Immediately, some well-informed cultivators got together to exchange the intelligence they had acquired.

"Yes, it’s rare for the Nine States to contact the outside world, so it’s unknown that not long ago, after countless millennia, our Human Race has again produced a Human King."

"This Human King is a descendant of the Flame Emperor. His achievements are monumental, his cultivation reaches the heavens, and with a single move, he eradicated the remnants of the Demon Clan, slew ancestors from numerous clans, subdued the North Sea, and extinguished the Great Ancient Demon Masters."

"These news pieces have gone viral in the outside world, and almost everyone is proud of the Human King. Only the Nine States, due to being cut off from Heaven and Earth, rarely contact the outside world and thus receive less news, leaving many unaware of this matter."

One cultivator said excitedly, his expression such that one might think he had witnessed it all himself.

"Is that true? In this era, our Human Race can still produce such a mighty person? What is his cultivation level? Could it be that he is a Great Luo Golden Immortal?" Nearby, an independent cultivator asked dubiously.

"You know nothing. A Great Luo Golden Immortal is nothing. What cultivation level does the Human King have? He has reached an unbelievable realm. With just a slight breath, he could kill a host of Great Luo Golden Immortals."

"In the eyes of the Human King, Great Luo Golden Immortals are no different from us; they are all like ants."

"As for the authenticity of the news, it was personally stated by an Immortal Person. Could it be false?"

As soon as the independent cultivator finished speaking, several people stood up to refute.

"Hmph, no matter how strong, imprisoning the emperor and King Wen’s officials is still an act of great treachery."

Suddenly, a middle-aged man with arms longer than his knees and ears larger than average slammed the table and coldly snorted loudly.

"Great treachery? It’s laughable. How can a mortal emperor be compared with the Human King? The emperor of Great Han is just that—the emperor of Great Han. But the Human King is the king of the Human Race. Isn’t the emperor human too?"

"If you talk about great treachery, it should be the emperor of the Great Han who dared to defy the Human King. That truly is great treachery."

Hearing someone speak up for the emperor of Great Han, several people immediately stood up and accused that person.

Among the cultivator community, few would regard a mortal emperor highly—unless he was a saint from antiquity, whom, when mentioned, would earn some respect.

But look at the current emperor of Great Han—inept and tyrannical. He has mismanaged the world, leading to widespread suffering. Discontent among the cultivators has grown. Had it not been for the dragon energy protecting him, he would have long been slain by the disgruntled cultivators.

"What now, the majority bulling the minority?"

Beside the odd man, two tall and burly men stood up.

The man on the left was nine feet tall, had a two-foot beard; his face was like a date, and his lips like painted; his eyes were like spicy phoenixes, and his eyebrows like resting silkworms.

The man on the right was eight feet tall, had a leopard’s head and ringed eyes, a jaw like a tiger’s whiskers, a voice like thunder, and a presence like a galloping horse.

The one who had just spoken was him; his voice boomed like thunder—a clear sign that he was a Martial Dao master who had trained his internal organs.

"Court’s lackeys, it’s shameful to talk further with you."

In another place, a fight might have already erupted, but this was Yuelai Inn, which had extraordinary connections in the Three Realms. The stronger the cultivator, the more they knew to fear Yuelai Inn, hence nobody dared to cause trouble here.

That was also why they had chosen Yuelai Inn as the place to discuss these matters—simply because it was safe.

Once, a Great Luo Golden Immortal took his cultivation for granted and recklessly displayed his power at Yuelai Inn, only to be suppressed by a giant hand descending from the heavens for over a hundred years.

Since then, no one dared to cause trouble at Yuelai Inn.

"Stop causing trouble, little brother," said the long-armed oddity, tugging at the man by his side. "Acting rashly here at Yuelai Inn invites big trouble."

"Hmph, the Great Han has decayed to such an extent and yet there are still those willing to be its lackeys—it’s truly despicable."

"Gentlemen, the Human King now wishes to establish a new dynasty, to create a golden age for the Human Path, and restore our Human Race’s glory, just when we are in need of people. We have cultivated for many years; now is the time to put our skills to use."

"Is anyone willing to join me, to travel together to Luoyang, support the Human King, and contribute to building this golden age?"

Someone scornfully glanced at the three men and suddenly spoke up, expressing their intention to go to Luoyang to support the Human King.

Previously, the Great Han was merely a mortal dynasty where martial artists and cultivators had no room to exert themselves. But now, Jiang Chen wishes to establish a new dynasty and will surely need a vast number of martial artists and cultivators as he wages war against all tribes.

Indeed, after years of cultivation, their abilities would finally have a battlefield.

"The ancestors created the Martial Dao to protect our tribe, but today people use it to fight fiercely among themselves, bully the weak, and oppress their kin, completely losing the original intent of our forebears."

"Now, as the Human King rectifies the chaos and wishes to wage war against all tribes to strengthen our Human Race’s divine might, it is time for us to reclaim the true meaning of the Martial Dao and not betray the trust of our ancestors."

"I’m going to Luoyang."

"Yes, to Luoyang, together."

"What’s the use of fighting and killing among ourselves within the Human Race? Dying are all our kin; the scope is too small. Let us go together to Luoyang, and one day make a name for ourselves among all tribes, exalting the divine might of our Human Race—isn’t that wonderful?"

"Yes, even if we can’t make a name among all tribes, just by going to the battlefield of all tribes, when future generations ask, we can proudly stand tall and say that in our youth, we too fought for the Human Race."

Inside the inn, numerous Human Race martial artists and cultivators stood up, shouting their heroic aspirations, ready to go to Luoyang to make a name in the future among all tribes.

"Big brother, this..."

Even those who called themselves loyal retainers of the Great Han were moved by everyone’s words and could hardly calm down.

Which is more important, clan or country? The answer is clear—the nation stems from the clan. Compared to making a name within the country, striving for fame among all tribes is naturally more desirable.

"Let’s also go to Luoyang to see. If the Human King is truly as wise and valiant as rumored, then supporting him wouldn’t be shameful. Supporting such a person is nothing to be ridiculed."

The long-armed oddity, although a descendant of the royal family, had heard that the ancestor of the Heavenly Realm had already decreed that they not resist the Human King.

If the ancestor himself thought so, who was he to object?

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This scene was not unique to this place.

In fact, a similar scene continually unfolded all across the Nine States.

"We cultivate the Martial Dao to protect the Human Race, don’t we? Today, with other tribes covetously watching us, and the Mystic Sect spying from aside, amidst this crisis, it is precisely the time for our generation to step forward."

"A true man born between Heaven and Earth cannot be insignificant. Today, as the Human King wishes to wage war against all tribes, it is our time to achieve great deeds and make a name among all tribes."

"To Luoyang, we must go, to forge the sharpness of my spear with the blood of all tribes."

One by one, Human Race heroes packed their bags and carried their weapons, leaving their homes and heading for Luoyang.

What is righteousness?

It’s the direction of the people’s hearts.

Once Jiang Chen consolidates the power of the Human Race, he will wage war against all tribes—this is true righteousness. Only by opposing foreign tribes can the passion of our people be ignited.