Journey to the West: I have Nine Golden Crows Inside Me
Chapter 1378 - 930 Double Standard_2

Chapter 1378: 930 Double Standard_2

However, Jiang Chen clearly couldn’t reveal the supreme scriptures of the Primordial Chaos Stage to the specters, the myriad clans, and the foreign tribes. Huang Jiao could do this, but Jiang Chen could not, for that would be aiding the enemy.

So it seemed there was no solution to this method.

For cultivators, the pursuit of top-ranked scriptures transcended life and death. It was a longing for the Tao, to hear the Tao in the morning and die in the evening would suffice. Under such circumstances, death did not instill fear in them.

With the inheritance of the highest order, Huang Jiao swiftly garnered a large following in a short amount of time, causing the fate of Yellow Heaven Dao to surge from decline to prosperity.

"How interesting, is this the plan of the Mystic Sect?" Jiang Chen suddenly laughed as he watched.

For he could see from Huang Jiao’s actions the Mystic Sect’s upcoming plan against him. Setting aside the specters for the moment, the foreign tribes and the myriad clans were also his targets to deal with next.

Huang Jiao’s unification of these three factions clearly had one purpose: to rally all of Jiang Chen’s enemies together against him.

"But this is still not enough. How can my enemies be limited to just the myriad clans and the foreign tribes? Those from the Martial Hall and Law Hall within the Human Race have also been dissatisfied with me for quite some time."

"If the Mystic Sect truly wants to deal with me, then next, these individuals should also join forces with Huang Jiao to come after me."

Jiang Chen felt that Huang Jiao gathering all his enemies together was actually a good thing, saving him the trouble of seeking them out one by one. It would be better to capture them all in one go.

And this also aligned with the plans laid out by the Three Emperors and Five Sovereigns in the ageless past—to decide the fate of Heaven and Earth in one battle and to sweep away all unstable elements within the Human Race.

"The Martial Hall Master and the Law Hall Master, these two rascals, have been missing for so long. They’re likely to appear soon."

Suddenly, Jiang Chen thought of the Law Hall Master and the Martial Hall Master whom he had captured years ago. Both were Quasi-Saint level experts and were the leading figures of the surrender faction within the Human Race.

They had been brainwashed by the Mystic Sect, steadfast in their belief that only by submitting to the Mystic Sect could the Human Race welcome a true era of prosperity.

This was the most nauseating part—they truly did not think themselves mistaken, instead believing that all their actions were for the good of the Human Race. Others’ misunderstanding was due to their ignorance.

It was terrifying because they did not believe they were in the wrong and steadfastly held to the belief that their actions were correct and for the good of the Human Race. Thus, their convictions always resonated and merged with the fate of the Human Race, enabling them to draw endless power from it.

The fate of the Human Race is ultimately not a person; it lacks intelligence and acts entirely on instinct. As long as you truly believe you’re acting in the Human Race’s best interest, you can resonate with it and receive its support.

Whether this person’s actions are beneficial to the Human Race, the fate of the Human Race cannot distinguish; it lacks the ability to discern right from wrong. This is the flaw of fate, the lack of the most basic reasoning ability.

And precisely because of this, the two men were the Human Race’s greatest trouble. They harm you while believing it’s for your good—how terrifying is that? They won’t feel the slightest bit of guilt.

For the surrender faction within the Human Race to join forces with Huang Jiao, these two needed to step forward to issue the call.

And these two, while being escorted by the keeper of the Human Race’s treasure vault to Fire Cloud Cave, were rescued by an unknown Great Divine Transcendent. Having laid low for so many years, it wouldn’t be long before they made their reemergence.

"Your Majesty, in recent days, many unfamiliar martial experts and cultivators have arrived in Luoyang City, wishing to offer their services to Your Majesty. May I ask if you have time to meet with them?"

Suddenly, the commander of the Black Armored Guards approached Jiang Chen and reported to him.

"Oh, then bring them in to let me have a look."

Jiang Chen waved his hand nonchalantly, his tone somewhat indolent, seemingly uninterested in the newcomers.

Among those who came to offer their services, there were not a few who would become renowned figures in later generations. But what of it? They were too weak now, unable even to look directly at Jiang Chen.

That is to say, their usefulness to Jiang Chen was extremely limited, and their contribution to the Human Race was also very limited. It would only be in the future, once they had grown and could carry the weight of the Human Race, that they would be worth Jiang Chen’s attention.

After a while, the commander of the Black Armored Guards led a large group of people in. They were mostly burly men in their thirties, each one looking robust, and their vital energy was overflowing, exuding a powerful sense of oppression.

Clearly, they were all martial experts, each one nearing the existence of a Heavenly Immortal.

Such strength, in a place like Nanbuzhan Continent where Heavenly Dao was completely inaccessible, was already considered quite remarkable; they could be called peerless warriors.

However, when looking across the entire Three Realms, they were somewhat inconspicuous, not even qualifying as Immortals, let alone cannon fodder.

Speaking of the Demon Suppression Heavenly Soldiers under Jiang Chen’s command, any one of them could beat those men hands down.

Behind these individuals, another group approached. Each wore Confucian robes and tall crowns, their demeanor somewhat scholarly and less robust than the preceding warriors.

Yet upon their beings, a sky-blue aura of uprightness flowed, transformed into splendid articles that manifested, signaling their extraordinariness.

If the previous group was considered akin to warriors, then these scholars were the strategists—perhaps not as formidable in strength, but each a pinnacle of intelligence, whether skilled in strategy, internal affairs, or law... All were talents needed by Jiang Chen.

What was crucial was that these men were seeds of the Divine Dao, and should they die, as long as they were willing, they could easily transform into Gods, and not just any gods but high-ranking ones at that, with the weakest among them being Heavenly Gods, and a good number capable of ascending to lordship among gods.

Due to this reason, Jiang Chen’s attitude towards them was not as indifferent as before, as he issued an order to a guard by his side, "Someone, prepare seats for these gentlemen."

Jiang Chen was indeed that pragmatic, never rude to those who were of use to him.

By arranging seats for these strategists, he deliberately ignored the warriors. This double standard naturally caused dissatisfaction among the warriors.

"Hmph!"

Although they didn’t voice their sentiments, they let out a collective snort to express their discontent.

After arranging for the scholars, Jiang Chen finally turned his attention to the warriors, asking with a smile, "My actions must have made you all quite dissatisfied, feeling underestimated, am I right?"

As he spoke, Jiang Chen also took in the group of warriors, each with exceptional bearing. Delving into their origins would reveal even more extraordinary origins, all being famous historical figures.

Such as Liu Bei, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Cao Cao, Lv Bu, Zhao Yun, Huang Zhong... all were heroes whose names would echo through the ages.

With hearts proud and spirits high, being looked down on by Jiang Chen naturally unsettled them.

"We dare not feel dissatisfied before Your Majesty," one of them replied hesitantly.

"To ’dare not’ rather than ’not able’ means there is indeed dissatisfaction," Jiang Chen said, not angry but with an even broader smile.

The crowd fell silent, not saying a word—a tacit agreement.

"I know you are dissatisfied, but before me, you have no right to be. Because you are too weak, and weakness is the original sin!"

Jiang Chen suddenly intensified his tone, his words both harsh and unpleasant.

"What?"

They had tolerated Jiang Chen’s disdain without outburst, but his calling them weak struck at their very core, inciting an immediate reaction.

Several among them flushed with anger, bodies surging forward, glaring viciously at Jiang Chen as if on the brink of attacking.

The rest did not move, but their expressions were equally unsightly, as if they were on the verge of storming off.

Shhh—

The nearby black-armored guards saw this and prepared to step forward to subdue the men, but before they could act, Jiang Chen waved his hand dismissively, signaling them to stand down.

"The fact that I call you weak is not out of spite; it is simply because you are indeed weak, not even amounting to immortals. In the Nine States, you may claim kingship and dominion, but once you leave the Nine States, you could not even qualify as cannon fodder."