Ming Dynasty: pacifying the rebellion and defending the border, dominating the world

Chapter 210 Changing Plans, The Final Question

That being said.

Zhu Jinzhen, however, did not rush to initiate the journey through the heavens.

From the soul search by Wang Chao and the system's prompts, Zhu Jinzhen clearly understood that the value of the world opened by the portal to the heavens was linked to the energy of the heavens-crossing it stored.

After the initial binding, the first designated world chosen by the system to help with energy replenishment needs to be carefully considered.

Moreover, his proclamation of rebellion had already spread throughout the Ming Dynasty.

At such a critical juncture, a brief absence is acceptable, but if he were to disappear for a day or two, the military and political situation in Shaanxi would fall into chaos, and if it were to last longer, even if it didn't cause the collapse of the Prince Su's forces, it would still trigger great disorder. Therefore, Zhu Jinzhen would not rashly open the portal to the myriad realms before the Jingnan Rebellion even began.

Uncertainty is one aspect.

The system's AFK farming and the fact that it learned from Wang Chao's mind that there were transmigrators running around outside also made it less likely for him to take risks.

Zhu Jinzhen walked to the window, pushed it open, and gazed at the setting sun on the horizon, as if looking through endless void at the scene within the Great Sui Dynasty thousands of miles away. "They should be finishing up soon over there, right?"

"Plans can't keep up with changes."

"The appearance of Wang Chao, and the threat of a transmigrator who may have access to the chat group, is like a sharp blade hanging over the scene."

"The path to unifying the world should be accelerated!"

Zhu Jinzhen stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the setting sun, as if he were witnessing the twilight of all the kingdoms under heaven.

The Heavenly Sword Strategy can be a calculated, open strategy.

It could also be...

A dead end!!
With a wave of his hand, Zhu Jinzhen opened the Anywhere Door.

His divine will, through the Anywhere Door, clearly conveyed the command to Yan Yimei and the others.

……

at the same time.

The Great Sui Dynasty, Jingnian Zen Temple.

"Hiss! Am I hallucinating?"

"One, two, three... eleven, twelve... fifteen, brother, father, grandfather, ancestors?!"

Some people counted the crowd that had seemingly stepped into thin air, and were so shocked they almost fainted.

Dozens of terrestrial immortals, accompanied by a group of celestial grandmasters, arrived through the air, resembling a celestial being touring the eight wastelands, causing an unprecedented shock to everyone in the Jingnian Zen Temple.

Although everyone already knew that Zhao Min stole the Heavenly Sword and broke through the barrier to leave the Ming Dynasty, she was pursued by experts sent by Zhu Jinzhen for thousands of miles, many people regarded it as an exaggeration.

Wow, there are dozens of terrestrial deities here!!!

It truly proves the old saying: pointing to the heavens is worse than a dog; celestial phenomena are everywhere, but only terrestrial immortals can tremble before them.

Dugu Qiubai, Xie Xiaofeng, Yi Tianxing, Yan Kuangtu, Zhu Fajia, Song Que, and everyone else looked at Li Wuyi and the Tian Ce and Cang Yun soldiers with great fear.

In the blink of an eye, Li Wuyi and his group appeared before the assembled heroes. The Tianzi flag of the Tian Ce Mansion and the Cangyun flag of the Cangyun Army fluttered in the wind, displaying their power.

"Your Highness's orders?"

Li Wuyi's body trembled slightly, and the gentleness on his face gradually changed as Yan Yimei relayed Zhu Jinzhen's order, until finally his gentle smile turned completely cold.

"I am here on orders to bring back the Heavenly Sword."

"I hope you will all give me the honor of taking Princess Shaomin back to report."

"Or..."

Li Wuyi clasped his hands in a fist salute to the many terrestrial immortals present, a smug smile playing on his lips: "After I suppress you all, I'll take you all back with me."

Upon hearing this, the entire room fell into a deathly silence.

They knew Li Wuyi had come with ill intentions, but they never expected him to be so arrogant and domineering, looking down on everyone, even the world's top experts gathered together.

Little did they know that Li Wuyi was so arrogant precisely because he knew everyone's background.

Yan Kuangtu sneered, "What arrogance! Forty-two terrestrial immortals and hundreds of celestial beings are indeed terrifying. Under normal circumstances, I would have turned and left without a word. But now that there are so many of us, do you think you can suppress us all? You have quite the appetite. Aren't you afraid you can't handle it?"

"I'd also like to test whether you really have the teeth, lest you accidentally break a mouthful of teeth."

"Suppress us? Even if your master were here, he wouldn't dare make such a boast."

"Hahaha, I thought I was arrogant enough, but I didn't expect there to be someone even more arrogant. You want to suppress us all? Come and try!"

"You can't take the person with you, and you can't take the Heavenly Sword with you either."

The hidden terrestrial deities have all revealed themselves.

Buddhist, Taoist, Confucian, demonic sects, and wandering martial arts practitioners—all sorts of masters were as numerous as carp crossing a river.

The Jingnian Zen Temple, which previously housed only a dozen or so terrestrial immortals, now has more than thirty people.

The number of Grandmasters, radiating celestial majesty, instantly increased to over a hundred. Li Wuyi calmly observed the changes before him, the heroes of the world who were subtly forming an alliance, and simply smiled faintly: "Anything else? I can give you time to call for reinforcements, until you kneel before the banner of the Prince Su's mansion."

"Hahaha, what a spirit! No wonder he trained such a person."

"In the end, was it too late?"

One voice after another rang out, filled with urgency and sighs.

The crowd looked in the direction of the sound and were surprised to see that almost all of the major pillars of the Mongol Yuan dynasty had arrived.

The Third Living Buddha, Phagpa.

Demon Sect Meng Chixing.

Mongol Imperial Uncle Sihanfei.

Each of them is a prominent figure in the world.

"Why are they here?"

"Nonsense! The Heavenly Sword and the Jade Disc are now in the hands of that Princess Shao Min. How could the Mongol Yuan Dynasty not come and hand them over to others?" Someone gave him a look that said, "Are you a pig?"

"That makes sense, but as Phagpa said, it seems we've arrived too late."

"To take the Heavenly Sword and the He Shi Bi back to the Mongol Yuan Dynasty from these people under the command of Prince Su's Mansion is as difficult as ascending to heaven!"

"That makes sense, but Phagpa and the others probably won't give up."

"Yes, who would be willing to give up without going through a bloody battle?"

The crowd was abuzz with discussion.

They were amazed by the arrival of Phagpa and his group, but not optimistic about their future.

Even if Phagpa's battle record was terrifying, and he had almost the same reputation as the Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai, Zhang Sanfeng, Xiang Yutian, etc., it was useless, because their opponents were not a few terrestrial immortals, but dozens of them.

Zhao Min called out softly, "Master!"

"Ok!"

Phagpa gave Zhao Min a gentle smile and said, "You're amazing, Minmin. People in the Central Plains say that a scholar should be looked at with new eyes after three days of separation. I never expected that you would have reached such a level after only a month apart."

The pinnacle of terrestrial immortality!!
Phagpa's eyes flashed with utter astonishment and shock.

Even though they had been hiding in the shadows and spying for a long time, they were still shocked by Zhao Min's current level of cultivation.

"It's all thanks to it." Zhao Min smiled sweetly, shaking the 'Heavenly Sword' in her hand, revealing the innocent radiance of a young girl. She was completely different from the demoness who used to scheme and kill land immortals and wipe out the Jingnian Temple, the leader of the righteous martial arts world of the Great Sui Dynasty.

"Amitabha!"

"Such good fortune is also your luck."

As Phagpa gazed at the Heavenly Sword, even his pure Buddhist heart couldn't resist the temptation to be greedy. He could only chant Buddhist mantras to calm his mind.

"Minmin, I have a question for you." Basiba looked at Li Wuyi and the others, his lips did not move, but his voice clearly entered Zhao Min's ears. His Heaven-Shattering Earth-Striking Technique was unparalleled in its ability to transmit sound. Apart from Zhao Min, even a terrestrial celestial being could not detect it.

"Don't look around, and don't show too many expressions."

"I ask, you answer."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Min's eyes flickered slightly, and she replied with a telepathic "okay".

Meng Chixing and Si Hanfei stood like two iron towers, subtly blocking Zhao Min's path.

Phagpa continued to transmit his voice in secret: "The people Zhu Jinzhen sent are not easy to deal with. Dozens of terrestrial immortals and hundreds of celestial beings. Even if all the heroes of the world stand on our side, our chances of winning are only fifty-fifty."

"Not to mention they can't possibly be on our side."

There is only one way to break this deadlock.

"That is the Heavenly Sword."

"Minmin, I'll ask you one more time: do you really have the power to bring everyone back from the dead by controlling the Heavenly Sword?"

Tian Ce and Cang Yun, with dozens of terrestrial immortals and hundreds of celestial beings under their command, arrived with overwhelming force, their power terrifying and overwhelming. This kind of oppressive feeling was something that Phagpa and the others had never experienced before, not to mention that there were also heroes from all over the world watching them covetously.

With just a few of them, wanting to take Zhao Min away and bring back the Heavenly Sword is nothing short of a pipe dream.

Therefore, Phagpa had to go to Zhao Min to confirm one last time.

Does the Heavenly Sword truly possess the ability to bring everyone back from the dead?

After all, this not only concerns whether they can bring Zhao Min, the Heavenly Sword, and the Jade Disc back to the Mongol Yuan Dynasty, but also their lives. Even though he had just witnessed dozens of miracles, Phagpa was still worried.

Just as Phagpa was full of anticipation and prepared to trade his life for another,

Zhao Min's telepathic message arrived as expected.

(End of this chapter)