Simulation becomes reality, have I ever looked down upon the eternity?

Chapter 461: Four places for the master's status to ascend! (4k, monthly ticket requested!)

In the southern suburbs of Bianjing, there is the camp of the Red Eye Army.

There are dozens of resolute faces in the tent.

The air was filled with the mixed smell of rust and leather, and occasionally the crisp sound of armor colliding could be heard.

"Heavenly King, the brothers can no longer hold back!"

An armored general suddenly stepped out, the sword at his waist clanging as he moved.

His fiery eyes shot straight at the figure sitting in the tent, "The wall of Bianjing is right in front of us. When will you give the order to attack the city?"

The Red Eye Army advanced all the way with unstoppable force and defeated the royal army of Bian Jing with almost invincible force.

Ban Sheng defeated Xie Ling at Yunyueze on Jiangnan Road, and then advanced and retreated three times on Jiangnan Road, and finally defeated the 500,000-strong army of Da Qi with one blow.

It can be said that the reputation has reached its peak.

A bronze statue was dug out from the mud of the Yellow River. It had a red cloth on its head and its eyes were wide open, looking extremely terrifying.

Ban Sheng stood up and shouted, "Since we are going to die anyway, why not attack Bian Jing and bring down the nine major families?"

"Heroes have no particular species, so who dares to call themselves a man?"

As a result, followers flocked to him... and it has only been a year since then.

Six hundred thousand Red Eye soldiers are already at the gates of the city.

There were two people sitting on high seats in the tent. One was a burly middle-aged man who was not wearing armor but was wearing linen clothes.

His face looked weathered, but his brows still revealed an aura of majesty without even being angry. He was none other than the Red-Eyed Heavenly King, Ban Sheng.

A step above Ban Sheng, there is also a chair, where sits a middle-aged scholar dressed in black brocade, Wu Wan, the military advisor of the Akame Army.

The entire Chimu Army worshipped Ban Sheng to an almost fanatical degree.

Since the Jiangnan Road uprising, every battle has been like a divine army descending from the sky, and has been invincible.

His military talent has long been praised as unparalleled in the world.

Although Wuhuan was called "military advisor", he was by no means a strategist who could only wave a fan and discuss strategies.

He once rode alone to rescue a general in the chaos of the army, led his own soldiers to break through the enemy's formation, and even turned the tide of battle in desperate situations several times.

He helped the Akame Army escape from danger several times.

No one in the Red Eye Army was dissatisfied.

All the generals in the tent looked at Ban Sheng.

Ban Sheng had a calm expression, but his eyes passed through the opened curtain and looked up at the sky - the sky was strange, the stars and the moon disappeared, leaving only two cracks in the sky, as if foreshadowing a storm was coming.

He retracted his gaze and said in a low voice:
"Siege the city tomorrow."

"Yes, sir!" The generals responded loudly, with the fighting spirit in their eyes burning like fire.

Ban Sheng waved his hand and everyone retreated solemnly.

The tent suddenly became quiet, with only two people left - the military advisor Wu Wan, and a general who remained silent as a shadow with a stern face.

Karasuma slowly stood up, waved his sleeves and smiled:
"The king seems to be worried?"

"After more than half a year of raising the army, they captured 82 cities in a row and killed more than 300,000 enemies."

"Tomorrow, Bianjing will be destroyed. You, my king, must leave a strong mark in the future generations!"

"It should be like thunder piercing my ears!"

As the Red Eye Army invaded Bian Jing, the military advisor's complexion became better and better, and he was smiling every day.

Ban Sheng was silent as a rock, and murmured in a low voice: "Do I, Ban Sheng, deserve to be remembered in history?"

Wu Wan smiled and said, "In the future, there are only a few people who can do what the word "overthrow the world" means in the vast history books."

"Of course, if you put it that way, your story lacks twists and turns. People love to listen to plays about repeated defeats and then escaping from desperate situations. But your story is so unstoppable that it lacks some interesting ups and downs. It's not a good story for a storyteller."

Wuhuan looked outside the tent and saw the sky between heaven and earth divided into two distinct halves.

"But it's not like the Heavenly King doesn't have a chance. If the Red-Eyed Heavenly King Ban Sheng adds the word "ascension" at the end, then he will definitely be a figure that cannot be avoided for thousands of years."

Ban Sheng slowly raised his eyes but still said nothing.

Karasuma retracted his gaze, "Of course, I know, Tenno, what are you worried about?"

"I am worried about these slaves who came out of the Yellow River. They were driven out of the Jiangnan Road just to survive and have a meal. But now..."

"You, the Heavenly King, have placed the whole world before them. Their ambition has long since changed from just surviving to living like a human being."

"Or, to go a step further, a living person who is superior to others, like the master in Bianjing."

Ban Sheng then slowly raised his head and looked at Wu Wan, "Do you think this is right?"

Karasuma shook his head.

"No, but it's also right!"

"What will they do if Bianjing is captured? Facing the prosperous capital of the world, they are on the edge of a knife and have their heads tied to their necks. Why?"

Ban Sheng remained silent and slowly closed his eyes.

Karasuma chuckled, "They will be like prisoners who have been hungry for three days and suddenly see a table full of delicacies--"

"Money, beauty, gold, they will feel that this is what they paid for with their blood, and they deserve it."

"Even if you try to stop them, what can you do? There are more than 500,000 rebels coming here."

"They followed you, the Heavenly King, and shed their blood. Why? Now it has come to this. In history, most of the time, it was to appease the people. The city was massacred for three days. Even if you, the Heavenly King, gave the order, you couldn't suppress the ups and downs of the hearts of these 500,000 soldiers."

"Heavenly King, haven't you already made up your mind? Why are you bothering yourself?"

Before he could finish his words, cheers suddenly broke out from the camp in the distance.

It seemed that the general had just brought back the news of "siege tomorrow", which caused everyone to cheer.

Ban Sheng said, "How could the King of Yan do it back then? Why?"

Wu Wan rubbed his brows and shook his head, "Why do you have to compare yourself with Lu Shenzhou, King? That would be very boring."

Ban Sheng finally smiled, "Wu Wan, you have always looked down on everyone, but you are so lenient with the King of Yan?"

Karasuma shrugged, showing a rare helpless look: "I have no choice but to accept it. I haven't done what others have done. If I insist on this, wouldn't I be deceiving myself?"

Karasuma turned around and looked at the other person in the tent, the general covered in an iron mask.

"Xie Ling, what's your decision?"

The general covered with a mask took off his mask.

He revealed a handsome face with a bit of scholarly air, but his sword-like eyebrows carried a stern and murderous air, completely dispelling his weak temperament.

No one expected that Marquis Dingyuan, who was defeated by the Red Eye Army with 300,000 men in Jiangnan Road, would appear in the Red Eye Army like this.

Ban Sheng sat in the main seat, his eyes slightly narrowed, looking back and forth between the two of them, but he did not show the slightest surprise.

Xie Ling pondered for a moment and said, "I want to lead a group of soldiers and return to Jiangnan Road."

Wu Wan chuckled and said, "At this time, why don't you go to Bianjing to take a look at the Nine Great Families or the Xie Family?"

"Or is it that there is now a three thousand year opportunity to ascend? Why not try it?"

He said meaningfully, "I know that you are like your brother, good at hiding your weaknesses. You have already entered the Yang God realm, and you are only one step away from condensing your life." Xie Ling shook his head and said calmly, "It is important for people to know themselves. Once the ascension platform in Bianjing is opened, if you cannot ascend, you will be trapped inside."

"As for the so-called ascension, it is not prepared for mortals like me."

"As for Xie Hong... my younger brother fell into the lake and caught a cold and had a fever. After he recovered, he suddenly became smart. He learned poetry, books, etiquette and Yi very quickly. His martial arts and spiritual practice improved by leaps and bounds. My mother even thought that it was the Xie family's ancestors who had accumulated virtue and were rewarded."

"But I know that my brother has died in the lake."

Wu Wan sighed: "Those outsiders are the best at occupying the magpie's nest. There are so many mediocre people in history books, who have been silent for many years, but suddenly one day they become ambitious and make a big splash... Who can tell whose soul is in the skin?"

"The matter of Jiangnan Road is approved."

Xie Ling clasped his fists and saluted, then turned and left with the clanging sound of armor, without any hesitation.

Now, there are only two people left in the huge military tent.

Ban Sheng asked, "You just let him go? This is not your style?"

Wu Wan sat in the chair easily, "Indeed, I never leave troubles. Xie Ling is a smart man, so I can't leave him."

"Even now, with only one step left, we have to be more cautious."

"I spared him because of an old incident?"

Ban Sheng seemed to be interested. "I wonder what it is that made the military advisor remember it?"

He called out a name, "Or, Master, do you remember?"

Wu Wan smiled slightly, "You should call me military advisor. Calling me master always makes me feel weird. It makes me feel like I am a ghost who has returned to life."

"When did you find out?"

Ban Sheng said, "At first I guessed that you came from Zhongnan Mountain. Otherwise, how could you mobilize so many food and troops, and suddenly there emerged a group of men who are good at marching and fighting, have profound cultivation, and are so like-minded with my Red Eye Army."

He laughed at himself: "It's impossible that Ban Sheng is destined to be the one that all the heroes in the world bow down to. If that were the case, I wouldn't be unable to even find a wife."

"Later I found out that there was indeed a Wuhuan Patriarch in Zhongnan Mountain, but his age didn't match up."

Ban Sheng's gaze deepened. "Until Xie Ling appeared on Jiangnan Road and set up an ambush in Yunyueze. With Xie Ling's caution throughout his life, there was no way he would fall into the trap. At that time, your identity was revealed."

He stood up and looked at Wu Wan, saying word by word: "You are the master who founded Confucianism and established the academy in Da Qi."

Wu Wan smiled, "There is indeed such a person in Wu Wan, and he was also sent by Sanzhenyi Sect, but I killed him. It was too disgusting to pretend to be an old man, so I restored my original appearance."

He changed the subject and returned to what had just happened.

"As for why I let Xie Ling go!"

"That day, Emperor Xianhe joined forces with the Xie and Wang families to try to overthrow Su Jing's power as prime minister. Xie Ling secretly informed Su Jing of the plan, but the plan ultimately failed."

"Of course, this is just what the nine major families say. In fact, I am the one manipulating the Wang family, and Su Jing has known about it from the beginning."

"Xie Ling didn't tell Su Jing. He and I exchanged two secrets."

"First, Xie Hong is no longer Xie Hong."

"Second, he gave birth to an unusual son."

Wu Wan smiled and said, "So, I secretly saved the Xie family and abandoned the Wang family and Emperor Xianhe, and settled down in Changning Street."

Ban Sheng's eyes flickered slightly, "But it seems to have nothing to do with your not killing Xie Ling?"

Wu Wan smiled and said, "Xie Ling was still young at the time. He couldn't guess my identity and was afraid that I would regret it later, so he asked me to swear an oath."

"I just said casually - 'If I lie to you, I will fail in my mission.'

"Now the Ascension Platform is about to open. Although I have never believed in these fate oaths." Wu Wan paused, "But as people get older, it's inevitable that some of these things will happen. Let's save his life and take him back, just as a reward."

Ban Sheng was silent for a moment, then turned around and sat back on the high seat in the tent. He suddenly asked, "Then why don't you kill me?"

Karasuma raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes calm and he said, "Why should I kill you? You don't want to ascend to heaven, nor do you want to dominate. You just want to be an old farmer in the fields."

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Of course, it would be best if I could marry a wife."

"Although I feel sorry for the world, I always want to leave something for the world. I can accommodate Xie Ling, so why not leave a Red-Eyed Heavenly King?"

Ban Sheng was a little surprised and was about to speak.

At this time!
The atmosphere outside the tent was instantly boiling with shouts, sounds of kneeling, and the clashing of weapons.

Wuhuan was always calm and composed, and at this moment he hurried out of the tent.

Everyone looked up at the vast sky.

But on both sides of the sky, the horizon is clearly visible.

Suddenly, a beam of dazzling sunlight penetrated the sky and earth from the clouds. In the shining light, four golden pillars stood proudly. The clouds rolled like surging waves, and an indescribable majesty filled the sky and earth.

"After thousands of years... finally, it's what I've been waiting for." Karasuma opened his arms, basking in the sunshine, with a smile on his face that he could hardly hide.

Ban Sheng also walked out. Although it was afternoon, it was as bright as noon.

The most eye-catching thing was the four golden light pillars that slowly descended. At the top of the sky, above the light pillars, four majestic and magnificent portals suddenly appeared.

Where the sky and the clouds meet, myriad rays of brilliant light pour down, so beautiful!
In the military camp, everyone had never seen such a spectacle before, and they all cheered and told each other, thinking that this was a good sign and that they would surely win the siege tomorrow.

Ban Sheng gazed at the four gates in the sky and couldn't help but sigh.

How many people in the world have been buried in foreign lands in pursuit of these four gates to heaven?

How many dead souls have been born again!
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Changshengtian’s military camp stretched for dozens of miles, with flags fluttering, blocking out the sky and the sun.

Three hundred thousand soldiers stood in battle array, their iron armor reflecting the cold light.

Among them, elite cavalry were lined up like a forest, and there were also beast soldiers composed of tigers, leopards, jackals and wolves roaring in the formation.

The most shocking thing was the military formation composed of rows of armored war elephants. The heavy footsteps made the earth tremble.

The leading war elephant was particularly majestic, with a snow-white body and a jade crown inlaid with gems on its head.

On the elephant's back was a chariot with a gilded canopy, and the family emblem was embroidered on the curtains - this was an honor that only the Eternal Heaven Golden Family could enjoy.

"Is this the gate to ascension? It seems that all the calamity energy between heaven and earth has been swallowed up by it."

On the carriage, a middle-aged man with dark skin, medium build and wearing shorts looked up at the sky.

The man touched his bald head, which had only a few inches of hair growing on it.

He suddenly grinned with a simple and honest look, "Do you think there are fairies behind this gate?"

A magnetic voice came from the side: "Aren't you a devout believer in Buddhism? According to the rules, the person behind the door should be a vegetarian and a Buddhist monk."

The person who was speaking had gray hair on his temples and was tall and slender. He was wearing a blue shirt which made him look even more elegant.

If Xie Guan were here, he would definitely recognize that this person is none other than the magician Xu Jiangxian, one of the ten great sects in the world who had appeared at the Banquet of Flowers.

The man waved his hands quickly, "Don't scare me. If the paradise after ascension is like this, I'd better not go."

This middle-aged man is Dugu Sheng, one of the ten great land dragons in the world.

Xu Jiangxian turned around and said, "If you don't go, there are plenty of people who will."

He stood with his hands behind his back, "Four gates, only four places?"

(End of this chapter)