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Chapter 370 - 160: The Ultimate Mystery of the Military School, The Treasure of Earth-Cleaving and Kingdom-Sealing

Chapter 370: Chapter 160: The Ultimate Mystery of the Military School, The Treasure of Earth-Cleaving and Kingdom-Sealing

Dividing the land and establishing boundaries?!

As Li Guanyi looked at the text above, his expression changed slightly. He didn’t know if, at this moment, Chen Country’s territory and reign were reliant upon Duke Chen’s legacy. However, according to the various pieces of information he knew, it seemed Emperor Chen Wu had escaped from an encirclement by using Qilin Fire.

He then led a thousand elite soldiers straight to the palace coup, killing the Emperor of Liang, and then slowly began to tidy up and rectify the court. That political upheaval in the royal court came swiftly and violently, almost giving the world no time to react.

At that time, the overlord Tuyuhun dominated the Western Regions, and Chen’s borders had no need for concern.

The Zongheng School also lobbied on the grasslands, tricked the ruler of the Turkic at that time, and turned the Turkic’s grasslands into the current policy of multiple kingship, dispersing power. It took a full three hundred years to recover. At that time, Wei Country also had a political upheaval, with the banners of Wei burning in the fierce fires.

If one looks at history, they would find that the heroes of that era seemed to have chosen the same time to act as if by some unspoken agreement. It was utterly incredible. One could only conclude they were making similar judgments at the same time, knowing that their rivals would not strike them at this crucial moment, allowing them to carry on with their own affairs freely.

Some unofficial history written by an unknown author claims it was all due to one person.

It was the Great Grandmaster of the Yin Yang Family, the weakest in Martial Arts in recorded history.

It was this Great Grandmaster who integrated all those peerless heroes together, sharing the same great ambition.

With the calculations and assistance provided by this Great Grandmaster of the Yin Yang Family hidden behind the scenes, Tuyuhun, Emperor Chen Wu, the Academy, the founder of Ying Country, they formed the initial chaotic alliance of the world. The youthful heroes, drawing their swords at the same time, tore apart the rotten era.

While the states burned under the iron hooves of the heroes, that young and handsome Great Grandmaster of the Yin Yang Family simply snored away in the bedchamber of the number one Oiran, woke up to wash his face, leaned against the door, watched the spring breeze, stretched out his hand to let birds perch on his fingers, and hummed a Jiangnan tune.

He then turned back and smiled at the beauty of the world.

He had already heard the winds that brought the great changes of the world.

He said that the world would eventually become better, that the heroes were young, and the world was youthful.

What he didn’t anticipate at the time was that even the ideals of heroes could rot, that the heroes who once stood side by side would eventually turn their weapons against each other. The decaying court was torn to shreds, suppressed to a mere eight hundred li in territory, yet the world was never unified.

Li Guanyi was unaware of the tumultuous history behind this, but he also knew how Duke Chen had seized power. However, the landscape painting was still here; could it be that Emperor Chen Wu took precautions before it rained? Li Guanyi continued reading.

’Duke Xue and I once discussed the world. He said that to raise an army, one needs money, provisions, and armor. I agree, but he was not comprehensive. People are also needed. Without brave and loyal Martial Artists, money, provisions, and armor are just the supplies and spoils of war for another’s army.’

’Martial Artists are needed!’

’Martial Artists need nourishment from blood and Inner Qi, Elixir Pills, and meat rich in blood and Primordial Qi, as well as Elixir Pills that can aid a Martial Artist’s cultivation, are all held tightly within the large court. This resource is even more important than a horse’s grazing grounds.’

’Even the world’s trade routes could be monitored for changes in demand for these meats and Elixir Pills.’

’With these, one could cultivate a private army and find that if one wished to rise in rebellion and seize the world, they could directly attack the palace. It is certainly possible. However, if the world’s Qi Fortune is flourishing like fiery oil, causing the world’s heroes to rise up in swarms, one would need to fight hard on the battlefield with sword and spear.’

’Then one would need a surprise force!’

’I once sought the land of the Qilin. Everyone thought it was just a chance encounter, but in reality, I found a rift valley with a hidden world beneath, teeming with Exotic Beasts, strange flowers and herbs, and rich in Primordial Qi. The first time I only managed to take the Qilin before being chased by the Qiongqi.’

’Clinging to a spear and leaping across the ravines, I glanced down to see scale armor as big as millstones moving through the water like fire. I fear it may have been the Ancient Red Dragon mentioned in legends, who had made a pact with the Red Emperor three hundred years ago, granting him a Primordial Dharma Form. This Divine Beast was still here!’

’Sadly, after the death of the Red Emperor, the Chi Xiao Sword became silent, and the Red Dragon lamented its return to heaven, ending up here.’

’But at that time, I was in a hurry and had no time to explore and had to leave hastily.’

’Later, after killing the Qiongqi, I explored several times but no longer found any trace of the Red Dragon.’

’I only discovered that there were endless Exotic Beasts and treasures all over the place. My initial plan was to use the strange flowers, herbs, and the blood and flesh of these Exotic Beasts to train an iron army based on Martial Artists of the third layer. All could wear Inner Qi as armor and turn Inner Qi into weapons, with those of the fourth layer as Colonels, and those of the fifth as Generals.’

’Such an army, with only a thousand men, would be enough to sweep across the battlefield.’

’Add a Divine General who could break through the enemy with a thousand men, and it would be sufficient!’

Li Guanyi was a Martial Artist himself, and his foundation was that of an elite Martial Artist of the third layer. As Li Guanyi thought about it, if an army made up entirely of those at Yuwen Hua’s or Xu Huixiang’s level were formed, led by someone like General Xue,

The youngster felt a chill.

He felt that when Duke Chen said a thousand men could break ten thousand, he was actually understating it.

Ordinary Martial Artists of the third layer heaven could already serve as a General leading a thousand men; in the army he planned to build, they would only be the base level. Duke Chen had rebellious thoughts, but Li Guanyi could see from the landscape painting that followed, the Duke Chen from five hundred years ago was indignant.

’Damn that Duke Xue, that man, a shameless rogue!’

’Wherever I go, he follows!’

’One year, one day, I saw him squatting in a corner with three blades of grass on his head, peeping at me; another year, another day, he played secretly with the Qilin, when he saw me coming here, even greeted me as if it was his own home.’