Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 498 Qin Shi: Do you want the Golden Toilet Throne?
On the bench.

Duan Xinglian, lying on Zhou Liuqing's lap as a pillow, trembled slightly and slowly woke up.

The first thing he saw upon regaining consciousness was his master, senior brothers, and senior sisters... their faces filled with concern and worry, surrounding him.

Especially when he realized that he was currently in an extremely intimate position, resting his head on Senior Sister Liu Qing's soft and elastic thighs, Duan Xinglian's face flushed red, and he hurriedly tried to sit up.

However, a slender hand easily pressed down on his forehead, effortlessly suppressing all his struggles.

Zhou Liuqing lowered her head, her bright almond-shaped eyes meeting his gaze, and pressed him for an answer: "What exactly happened just now?"

Duan Xinglian suddenly remembered everything that happened in the "Dream of Ten Thousand Industries," whether it was real or an illusion.

His heart tightened, and he hurriedly turned his head to try to find his senior brother Mo Yu in the crowd, but he couldn't find him.

"Where is Senior Brother Mo Yu?" Duan Xinglian asked subconsciously.

"He just said he was a little tired and went back to sleep."

Zhou Liuqing answered his questions and placed the "Three True Ones in the Same Month Token" in his hand. "He also said not to worry about you, you'll wake up on your own in a little while. This is the 'Three True Ones in the Same Month Token,' he told you to take it first."

Duan Xinglian accepted the Three Truths Under the Same Moon Token, his heart stirred, and he slowly closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, a golden figure appeared behind him.

[Innate Divine Power: The Person at This Moment]!
Everything that happens in the dream of all industries is not a dream.

Everyone looked at the figure behind him with surprise on their faces.

They also finally confirmed that Duan Xinglian's slumber earlier was no accident.

Faced with his master and the others' concerned inquiries, Duan Xinglian dared not hide anything and obediently answered:

"I just fell asleep, and then my primordial spirit arrived at a strange space similar to the Silk Road. Just as I was wondering about it, Senior Brother Mo Yu appeared there and told me that it was the 'Dream of All Trades'..."

He recounted everything that had just happened in detail.

From Mo Yu using him as bait to lure out the chief of Wanye; to the fierce clash between the two in the dream of Wanye; and finally, their combined efforts, which can be described as a battle of gods, and their crazy behavior that is like causing havoc in the heavenly palace...

The more Zhou Qing listened, the more her expression changed.

When she heard that Mo Yu had deliberately used Duan Xinglian's "precognitive dream" to influence her, she finally couldn't hold back anymore. Her eyebrows furrowed, and she complained angrily:

"How could Lao Ba do this! He actually used a Star Refinement for fishing! It's outrageous!"

"It's...it's alright,"

Seeing this, Duan Xinglian quickly defended Mo Yu, "Senior Brother Mo Yu has actually been protecting me all along."

He scratched his head awkwardly, finally understanding why Senior Brother Mo Yu had slipped away early.

In fact, there is indeed a reason for "fleeing to avoid punishment".

But more than anything, it was because after the battle ended and her tense nerves completely relaxed, a wave of mental exhaustion overwhelmed Mo Yu.

His mental state had reached its limit, and he urgently needed to enter a deep sleep to digest and absorb the results of this battle.

Because of the existence of the Corpse Immortal of Ten Thousand Industries, he was not at ease in ordinary places.

He was worried that while he was asleep, the enraged Corpse Immortal of Ten Thousand Causes would use his power of karma to trick him.

Therefore, he ran straight back to Penglai Immortal Island. With a powerful immortal being guarding the island, even if something unexpected happened, he would definitely be able to hold on until he woke up.

"Ha~"

Mo Yu found a comfortable spot on a branch of the evergreen tree, tilted her head, and fell into a deep sleep.

The Heavenly Palace of the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

The major primordial spirits all noticed that the "world" beneath the Taiji Heavenly Palace was expanding wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye!

The Taoist's primordial spirit no longer had any extra energy, so he added another layer of ethereal and otherworldly filter to his little world.

The ancient battlefield of hell, composed of endless seas of blood and corpses, is the truest reflection of his martial will.

The souls of the powerful enemies who died at his hands, and the swords he broke, will all be recorded by him and reflected here.

It became the nourishment for his growth.

On the battlefield, a handleless divine blade was stuck upside down atop the highest peak of the mountain of corpses, like a greedy heart, drawing upon the endless blood and killing intent of the entire world.

"Be good,"

The puppet-like figure, with its short legs, huffed and puffed its way up to the shoulder of the Taoist's primordial spirit. It looked at the blood-sea hell, now several times larger than before, and clicked its tongue in amazement.

"It seems that the boss's strength has made another qualitative leap."

The tyrant's primordial spirit also stepped out from his majestic triple heavenly palace. A hint of solemnity appeared in his usually calm eyes.

He thought he was almost catching up with this guy in terms of strength.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, they were left far behind by the other side.

It can only be said that humans are ultimately creatures of their environment.

The world you live in determines the height you can reach.

He stayed in the martial arts world at the end of the Yuan Dynasty for too long.

Even though he was invincible, in the end... his vision was limited, and he could not compare to the war madman who was opening up new frontiers everywhere.

He should have set off long ago to other worlds of celestial books, seeking new opportunities...

"Do you need me to lend you some 'computing power'?" The Tyrant's primordial spirit asked in a deep voice, looking at the ever-expanding sea of ​​blood.

"Forget it. It's a little different from before when we borrowed it temporarily."

The Taoist's primordial spirit, sleeves tucked in, gazed upon his own martial arts realm, at the small world manifested within his sea of ​​consciousness.
"The development and maintenance of this blood-soaked hell requires a continuous consumption of computing power."

"If I really borrow your computing power, I'll have to keep using it. At my snowballing speed, no matter how much computing power you have, I'll eventually fill it up. At that time, we'll both be in an awkward situation."

The tyrant's spirit remained silent.

He knew that what the other person said was true.

"Indeed. Even though my spiritual talent [Supercomputing of Officials] provides a certain boost to computing power, it is still not enough to supply your ever-filling computing black hole."

The Taoist's primordial spirit stood with its back to him, head held high, a smug smile playing on its lips.

Among all the Mo Yu in the heavens, he is still the most awesome!

An invincible life is truly... lonely as snow.

The puppet didn't care about his arrogant attitude at all; in fact, it was quite pleased.

After all, the thicker the thighs, the better.

The Demon Slayer Primordial Spirit, which had remained silent since its appearance, stood quietly behind the group.

He stared at the blood-soaked battlefield, at the remnants of souls and zombies fighting and devouring each other.

Any one of these things, if picked out randomly, would demonstrate combat power stronger than he is now...

He thought that his strength had improved by leaps and bounds during this period, and that he had already touched the threshold of godhood.

I wouldn't say I can catch up with the big shots, but at least I can see their shadows now, right?
As it turns out, looking at it now...

The gap has not narrowed; on the contrary, it has become even larger.

The tyrant's primordial spirit couldn't stand the Taoist's arrogant demeanor the most, and said coldly:

"At a time like this, you still have the mind to pretend? Why don't you hurry up and use the [Dao Heart Demon Seed Technique] to share our recent memories? It will help you strengthen your primordial spirit a bit more."

As he spoke, he pointed a finger at the Taoist's brow.

The Taoist's primordial spirit pursed his lips, but did not refuse again. He also extended his sword finger and pointed it at the other's brow.

He called these people over for this very reason.

The primordial spirit transformed into a demonic seed.

Use the other party's memory as the embryo of the Dao.

Although it was only a fleeting moment, for them, it was as if they had truly and undeniably passed through a lifetime in each other's memories.

……

The cycle of reincarnation has come to an end.

The tyrant's primordial spirit slowly opened its eyes, a rare look of surprise appearing on its face:
"I never expected that you would take the [Dao Heart Demon Seed Technique] a step further. You can actually simulate 'Wilderness's' [Selfless Dharma Form] and directly refine the primordial spirit of others into a demon seed for your own use?"

The expression on the Taoist's primordial spirit's face was also somewhat amused.

He looked the tyrant's primordial spirit up and down, and laughed:

"I never expected that you, who always talk about 'I am the only one who believes in the Dao,' would actually linger in the current world for so long because of the so-called 'stability of the world,' refusing to set off for other Heavenly Book worlds." "The current chaos is, after all, my doing. To avoid a deficiency in my Dao heart in the future, I naturally cannot just ignore it." The Tyrant's primordial spirit turned its head away, no longer looking at the Daoist's primordial spirit with its somewhat mocking gaze.

He was also helpless.

The "destiny" he carries is an opportunity, but for him, it is more of a constraint!

He used the "Criminal Law" to incite hatred in the hearts of all people, and in just a few months, he completely overthrew the Mongol Yuan Dynasty.

When conquering the world, this move was indeed incredibly satisfying.

But when he finally came to power, the terrifying aftereffects began to surface.

The puppet was quite curious about this experience.

He also used the [Dao Heart Demon Seed Great Technique] to go back to that memory and reincarnate for a lifetime.

……

Back then, after the battle of Dadu.

Mo Yu, one of the heroes, had already intended to withdraw.

Therefore, he supported Han Lin'er, the nominal leader of the White Lotus Sect, to ascend the throne, inherit the Song dynasty's tradition, and establish the "Han Song" regime.

Era name: Dragon and Phoenix!
Han Lin'er lived up to his expectations, leading a revenge army composed of people from all over the world, quickly pacifying the north and south, and completely wiping out all armed forces in the Central Plains.

But when he truly ascended the throne, as a completely new regime, and faced the world...

And that's where the problem comes in.

They couldn't assemble a team to govern the country...

The White Lotus Sect rose to power by inciting hatred and resentment among the people, leading to the killing of officials and acts of revenge.

Let's leave aside the small landlords for now.

The larger aristocratic families, except for a few who hid in the deep mountains and forests or fled overseas, were all wiped out.

In the Central Plains of that world, you absolutely cannot find any powerful clans or aristocratic families.

The invisible power network that countless powerful families had built over nearly two thousand years, covering the entire Central Plains, was completely uprooted.

Good and bad, all dead.

It truly embodies the principle that "to correct a wrong, one must go to extremes" and "to eliminate evil, one must kill it all!"
From another perspective, the organizational framework that had been passed down for thousands of years since the pre-Qin period and relied on to maintain the operation of the entire society was also completely destroyed.

Even Mo Yu, as a time traveler, had never seen such a terrifying purge throughout history.

Even in official history, Zhu Yuanzhang, after overthrowing the Yuan dynasty and establishing the Ming dynasty, actually used the same set of officials and management framework left over from the Yuan dynasty.

The people are still the same people.

This very fact sowed the seeds of the Ming Dynasty's eventual demise, a seed from which it could never be eradicated.

What an enlightened person Zhu Yuanzhang was!

He started from the very bottom, with just a bowl, and climbed up step by step.

How could anyone not know that these people are a menace?
Of course he knew.

That's why during the Hongwu era, bloodshed was rampant and officials suffered terribly.

Even so, they still killed too few.

It's impossible for a person to truly and thoroughly cleanse a system after joining it.

At most, they might change some people, but they can't change the entire structure of the system.

It wasn't cleaned properly at first.

Therefore, the speed of subsequent cleaning will inevitably be slower than the speed of system regeneration.

Therefore, Zhu Yuanzhang had no choice.

Any normal person, if they still want to maintain their power, would be helpless in the face of this unsolvable problem.

This is precisely the source of the confidence of those powerful and influential families.

Then, they encountered the chivalrous Mo Yu.

A bizarre individual who possesses a "destiny" but genuinely doesn't want to sit on the throne...

Therefore, all the noble families in the world died out.

However, the entire social structure of the Central Plains was also on the verge of collapse.

The reason it is "almost" is...

That's because the inertia of the Central Plains dynasties over thousands of years still exists.
The Han Chinese have long ingrained the concepts of unification and "big government" into their very being.

The public's yearning for order remains.

The other reason is that... the chivalrous Mo Yu is still alive.

The "god" who led them, these "peasants," to take revenge on the exploiting class; the "king" who led them to expel the Tartars and rebuild China; the "sun" that gave them strength and land... is still here!
Even if the basic architecture collapses.

But when the person at the highest level gains the absolute support of the vast majority at the lowest level, the rudiments of a new order have already been formed.

So, in other words, the current emperor of the Han-Song Dynasty is Han Lin'er.

But the people of the world truly recognize the hero Mo Yu.

Whether he likes it or not, the maintenance of the entire new order depends entirely on him alone.

His existence was like a "point" suspended in the sky, radiating endless magnetic force, attracting all the people in the Central Plains to follow and look up to him.

Once this "dot" disappears.

The people below will instantly split into countless individuals, and then naturally begin to band together again, establishing hierarchical positions and starting a new cycle.
Therefore, Mo Yu, a member of the group of heroes, cannot leave this dynasty that he has come to love.

If he dares to leave, the new order he personally established will collapse before his very eyes.

……

After absorbing this memory, the puppet figure looked at the tyrant's primordial spirit with astonishment:
"By the way, how about you consider ordering a golden toilet... oops, a golden throne? If you need one, I can make one for you myself."

"Get out of here! I'm not some weasel!" The tyrant's primordial spirit cursed, his face dark.

With a turn, he returned directly to his majestic Triple Heaven Palace.

The puppet then turned its gaze to the Taoist's primordial spirit: "In the world of Kill Sister, it seems you're using a tax-farming system?"

"Don't be so mean."

The Taoist's spirit shrugged and said nonchalantly, "What tax-paying nonsense? I never made them pay any taxes at all!"

The puppet's lips twitched.

These two are truly heavyweights.

Although it is true that conquering a world is really fast, it only takes a few months to pacify a world.

But the aftereffects are really serious.

It's true that for every gain, there is a loss!

This further solidified the puppet's resolve: he still needed to patiently proceed with his Qin's World according to his original plan, step by step.

Otherwise, the difficulty of postwar governance would skyrocket to an unsolvable level.

The Demon Slayer's primordial spirit has recently also learned the [Dao Heart Demon Seed Great Technique].

He also went through a cycle of reincarnation within the shared memories.

Compared to his recent "ordinary" life of hacking and slashing ghouls and having a romantic relationship, this is a stark contrast to his recent life.

Although there has been some unpleasantness with Kagaya Ubuyashiki recently, and some minor conflicts with local officials.

But compared to the other three big shots, his fluctuations are nothing!

The experiences of these three bigwigs are truly turbulent and epic!
However, if given the choice, he would rather live a simple life like this for the rest of his life.

however……

Fate is unpredictable, and destiny is capricious; it has never been as smooth as people's hearts.

"By the way,"

The little puppet suddenly scratched its wooden head. "Did we... forget someone for this gathering?"

(End of this chapter)