The Great Seminary

Chapter 307 Sitting on the Fourth and Hoping for the Third
Seeing that the scum of the Zhang family from Pingyang had given in, Zhang Gui's expressionless face finally became a little more lively.

He shook his head and waved his hand, "It doesn't have to be this distant."

You may continue to live in the Pingyang Guild Hall in Zhihai Town, and continue to do business and live your lives as before.

I said we should gather information first before discussing anything else, not because anyone is being unreasonable and urging me to act rashly or without cause.

Instead, after the old patriarch left, I never even met any of the clansmen who rose to power.

I really don't know what they're capable of doing.

I can't just assume that since I'm not part of the family, I can't just rely on connections and guarantee everything.

If they were guilty of "colluding with foreign powers and conspiring with Wonsan," their crime would be punishable by the extermination of their entire clan!

Although the number is small now, the Zhang family of Pingyang still has dozens of relatives and followers holed up in Big Wolf Capital.

Upon hearing this, the Zhang family descendants around fell silent, filled with fear and trepidation.

He was then obediently 'invited' out of the backyard of the shogunate.

Watch them leave.

Zhang Gui got up, intending to quietly go to 'Longmenbo' to ask Chu Tuantuan.

How could the Zhang family of Pingyang, who were usually so honest and unassuming, suddenly be turned on like this?

As a result, I yawned and suddenly an overwhelming sense of drowsiness washed over me.

He persevered until he reached the bed in the bedroom, then collapsed onto the pillow and fell into a deep sleep.

The various divine energy centers within the body naturally functioned, and the golden blood flowing from the liver lost its dazzling luster, turning into an ancient, dark gold color.

Then the heart undergoes regeneration and changes, nourishing the growth of tiny, colorful tufts of hair that continue to extend.

Ultimately, it transformed into a brand new 'original' seven-colored main god cluster, 'Azure Emperor Arrives'.

At this point, Zhang Gui's three treasures—'spirit, mind, and soul'—each possessed their own original divine essence.

Originating from the bloodline of Kuafu, 'Embers';
Originating from the Tai Sui (Grand Duke Jupiter), one's fate is "gray and black";
And the 'Green Emperor' who arose from the bloodlines of Chi You, Shennong, and Yan Di.

They are mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining, and begin to impact the four-character divine script 'Three Perfections' that connects all the divine elements within the body.

Ultimately, the "perfect harmony of the three elements" could not contain this newly emerging power and reverse the change.

Although it barely managed to stay together, it had already lost its original form.
Fortunately, the matter has now been settled.

Zhang Gui's extraordinary rank jumped from the fifth rank 'upper-middle Bing' to the fourth rank 'upper Bing'.

We are only one step away from transforming from the 'ordinary' to the 'true'!
The number of Stone Corpse Warriors that can be crafted has been expanded from 172 thousand-man armies at full capacity to 333.

When he woke up, it was already pitch black.

Feeling a long-lost emptiness in his stomach, Zhang Gui happily jumped out of bed, as if he had ascended to a higher level.

I resisted the urge to eat anything first.

Instead, he sensed the changes in the divine clusters within his body and discovered that the overall 'structural framework' of the divine clusters had not only not changed, but had become even more optimized due to the improvement in his extraordinary level.

Amidst the chaos, a sudden jolt went through my mind.

He hurriedly urged each of the divine clusters to examine them one by one, and found that they all acted as they pleased.

Finally, a test of strength was given, and the newly born main god, 'Azure Emperor', appeared.

Its entire body suddenly transformed into the shape of trees and vines.

Its two feet form roots, easily splitting rocks and entering the soil.

In just a few breaths, the entire root system had spread to half of Zhihai Town.

at the same time.

The nourishment from the soil flowed continuously into Zhang Gui's body, causing him to suddenly let out a burp.

What's even weirder is.

As his body evolved and his root system expanded, Zhang Gui increasingly sensed the 'fragrance' of living things above the soil.

"The Green Emperor is another name for the Great Emperor Shennong in ancient mythology."

But is this instinct to crave the flesh and blood of living beings something that should be inherited from the bloodline of the righteous 'God Emperor'?

"This, this, I feel that my ancestor, the supreme being, deserved to be killed by the God-King Yellow Emperor." He hurriedly dispersed the divine power of 'Azure Emperor Arrives'.

Zhang Gui hurriedly fled his bedroom, whose foundation was riddled with holes and on the verge of collapse, thinking to himself.

There was a rapid banging on the door outside the courtyard.

Immediately afterwards, soldiers scaled the walls and jumped into the courtyard.

Zhang Gui was seen staring blankly at a row of tiled houses that looked like they were about to collapse under the moonlight.

They hurriedly cupped their hands in greeting and said, "Your Highness, we are truly terrified..."

"Okay, I know."

Houses with unstable foundations were all rebuilt, and the costs were covered by the shogunate's "public accounts."

"Yes," the star officer on duty replied respectfully, but when he looked up again, his lord had vanished.

At dawn the next day, at Longmenbo in Siyang County, the water mist was thick, moistening the mouth and throat.

Across from the main gate of the 'Longmen Port Bureau' is an inn called 'Fu Xu Lai'.

The upper room of the second floor, Jiazi No. 7, had its street-facing window wide open.

Zhang Gui stood by the window, looking at the Tongbu Bureau, whose doors were never closed, but whose main gate was tightly shut.

His brows furrowed deeply.

They waited quietly until the sun was high in the sky, but nothing changed.

He stepped out of the room, went downstairs, and walked along the market street.

I found a bookstore that served simple meals and snacks and wandered inside.

Seeing that Zhang Gui's clothes were neither extravagant nor humble, and his demeanor was ordinary, the welcoming staff neither neglected nor fawned upon him.

"Sir, would you prefer a seat outside the main hall or a private room/private room?"

"Let's all sit down, I like a lively atmosphere," Zhang Gui said, tossing a small silver ingot to the waiter.
"The best position is to listen and see."

Longmenpo, a hub of commerce, is not cheap for food, drink, or entertainment.

But storytelling venues are affordable for ordinary people; they can rent a private room and listen to stories all day long.

Including breakfast, lunch, dinner, and midnight snack, four meals of mixed dry noodles cost only two taels of silver.

Zhang Gui's spending was clearly not that of a customer who was short of money but liked to show off and enjoy "liveliness," but rather that he genuinely had this quirk.

"Oh my, it's a distinguished guest! This is the old storytelling venue."

Although it was built in a bustling area, the courtyard was clean, the owner was articulate, and we staff were observant and hardworking, so we had many regular customers.

There are also people like you who are wealthy but enjoy the lively atmosphere and bustling scenes of the city…

The waiter accepted the tip, his face immediately beaming with joy. With a charming and pleasing manner, he led Zhang Gui to a large round table in the middle of the storytelling venue and arranged for him to sit down.

They proactively brought over a pot of tea, four plates of dried fruit and snacks, and a large bowl of steaming hot seafood noodles.

The stranger at the table, though disturbed, didn't seem bothered and continued listening to the story while chatting idly.

The atmosphere all around was noisy and chaotic.

This really depends on the storyteller's skill.

It can only be achieved if one person's voice can overwhelm the 'heroes'.

Today's book is "The Founding Biography of Emperor Zhao", the protagonist of which is Zhao Zhusha, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

Zhang Gui sipped his tea, ate some fruit, and listened to the storytelling with one ear.

One ear eavesdrops on the surrounding street gossip.

Suddenly, someone behind him said, "...When Emperor Taizu Zhao Zhu Sha was emperor, which country in the Eastern Continent did not fear the Ming and Song dynasties?"

Now, not only is the country broken and the land destroyed, but there is also internal strife. I heard that in less than three days, seven aristocratic families have been raided.

Before the Yuanshan people even invaded the south, things were already in complete chaos…

(End of this chapter)