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Chapter 141 The Holy King Empire, the Six Paths Reopen!
A public trial established the supreme holy king's majesty and the style of the Human Emperor Sword Master.

No matter if you are a powerful family, a royal relative, or a major martial arts sect... they will kill you without hesitation, showing no mercy. They can massacre the Southern Wilderness and also the Central Plains Dynasty!
Slay all the insects in the world!

"The Emperor's Sword..."

Throughout the Great Zhou Dynasty, the entire nation was shaken. A seemingly insane man suddenly regained his senses, his eyes gleaming with a sharp light, displaying a majesty even greater than that of the Northern Zhou emperor.

He let out a long sigh, "Is it still not meant to be for me?"

Gao Lan gazed at the Dragon Terrace Ancient Road with a regretful expression. The two shining stars of forty years ago had spent half their lives insane, all for the sake of their obsession, but the Emperor's Sword had been obtained by someone else.

His ability to remain so calm, with only a slight sense of regret and resentment, surpasses that of many others.

"Interesting, very interesting!" Khan Guldo of the Golden Horde on the grassland laughed, stroking the Heavenly Punishment Axe. "The Central Plains are in turmoil again. Good buddy, our opportunity has come."

The Heavenly Punishment Axe roared, and bolts of lightning struck down, as if it were the way of Heaven's punishment!

The grasslands are stirring with unrest. Guldo, Daman, and the Eternal Heaven deity behind them—their power is far greater than that of the Southern Wilderness.

However, now that the Human Emperor's Sword has also been born, Guldor is still somewhat wary of Yang An's achievements. "We cannot simply rely on the grasslands. With the birth of the Human Emperor, we can sweep away the world and pacify the land."

"The ones who should be worried are the Nine Paths of Evil and the Demon Race!"

Given the personality of this generation's Human Emperor Sword Master, who shows no mercy when he strikes, how could the Nine Paths of Evil and the Demon Race not be nervous and take the initiative to attack? Could they expect the other party to let them off the hook afterward?
"There are more and more Dharma bodies; this is an opportunity!"

Guldor's eyes burned with fervor. In recent years, cultivation had become increasingly difficult. The current environment was far removed from that of the Middle Ages, and no one had the confidence to break through the shackles of the Earth Immortal realm. But now, a glimmer of hope seemed to have appeared.

There are more than ten Dharma Bodies in the world, a Saint King from beyond the realm, and the emergence of the Human Emperor Sword. Everyone can sense the surging and powerful momentum.

Perhaps the golden age of the Middle Ages will be recreated, with hundreds of philosophers and sages, and hundreds of high-ranking monks.

"Yu Hai, is there any unusual activity?" Upon receiving the news, the Khan of the grasslands pondered deeply. Anyone who judged him as a brute based on his appearance would surely suffer a great loss.

"Xuan Daman, come see me!"

On the grassland, in the golden tent, war drums beat, and a chilling atmosphere pervades the air.

"Your Majesty, as the emperor of all people, how can you be without anyone to serve you?"

Meanwhile, in the Imperial Palace of the Divine Capital, ministers gathered and discussed the matter. The palace had long been demolished and rebuilt. In just a few days, with everyone contributing their efforts, the Great Jin royal family voluntarily withdrew from the palace, making it available only for His Majesty the Holy King's use.

They were considering what level of ceremony should be used for the current emperor.

Etiquette must not be abandoned!
"My granddaughter has long admired His Majesty the Holy King, to the point that she has lost her appetite and cannot eat or drink... It breaks my heart as her grandfather!"

A month ago, Yang An had not yet arrived in the real world.

But the old men argued heatedly, spitting as they spoke, and vigorously advocated for it, hoping that Yang An would approve it.

The Zhao family's imperial daughter, Ruan family's Yushu, Song family's banished daughter, the Wang sisters, the Cui family's eighteen daughters...

Sima Shi, the chief constable of the Six Doors, was also wondering if there were any beautiful young women in his clan who could win the favor of the Holy King.

Yang An spent several days in the capital, punishing the powerful clans and ruling the country. The remaining powerful clans were all afraid. Although their crimes were not serious, who could say what would happen next?

We must make His Majesty the Great King aware of the merits of the Great Jin before he will show them mercy!
"But shouldn't we change the name 'Great Jin'?" someone asked.

When the message was relayed to Yang An, he pondered for a moment and then gave his reply directly, "Let's call it the Holy King Empire!"

In the Holy King Empire, everyone is like a dragon, everyone is a saint, and everyone becomes a god. This is a truly great civilization that has transcended all limitations. The human race in the real world is far from reaching such a level.

But this is a hopeful expectation.

The world that the Human Emperor envisioned was nothing more than this.

It's even far inferior.

Even if all living beings in the real world reached the other shore, it would still be no match for the Holy King Empire!

"A true Holy King Empire is governed by Holy Kings who are completely calm and rational, never make any mistakes, are fair and just, and can win the hearts and minds of the people. Their fortune is as clear as water."

"What a pity." A hint of regret appeared on Yang An's face. His Holy King Empire was just a fake, and he couldn't raise soldiers like the Holy King Governor.

If you try to govern by people, problems will always arise!
If you are not greedy now, how can you not be greedy in the future? If you are not greedy, how can your descendants not be greedy?

This cycle repeats itself endlessly, and eventually, one will fall to the bottom and never achieve their initial ideals again!
Yang An couldn't do any better. Right now, his humanoid true qi was capable of killing, but lacked wisdom. He could kill people, but he was far from being able to govern effectively. He used his access to the Six Paths of Reincarnation to exchange for a batch of modern books and took the Nine Dragon Jade Seal to modify it.

To fully revive this divine weapon, combining it with the power of all living beings and the artificial intelligence of technological time and space.

Finally, he left behind his thoughts and intentions.

"This can be considered a prototype." Yang An's expression revealed satisfaction. The Nine Dragon Jade Seal in front of him was just a central hub and did not actually participate in governance. It only provided opinions and guidelines, and ultimately, it still needed to be discussed and implemented.

With the will of the other side of heaven, artificial intelligence and other things are unreliable and easily influenced. Even the power of all living beings may be led astray; it is only a backup plan.

Yang Anxin was nothing more than a so-called aristocratic family. No matter how good the plans and policies were, they would find ways to bleed the people dry in their hands.

For now, we can use this equipment, and with the Emperor's Sword overseeing it, it should be fine.

"And these robots too." Having exchanged for the civilization of the future, Yang An naturally didn't forget the true purpose of the path of technology, and casually set up a robot production line.

Liberate labor, awaken wisdom.

"Can this strange puppet really work for the Tin Man?"

The old ministers of the Great Jin Dynasty had their doubts, but they had no choice but to obey.

With a heavy heart, Cui Qinghe braced himself and pointed out the crux of the problem: "If people no longer work, what will they do when they are idle? Without guidance, chaos will only ensue. I hope Your Majesty will think it over carefully."

As a righteous person, he still has basic principles. It was not easy for Cui Qinghe to say these words under the pressure from Yang An.

“That’s simple.” Yang An’s gaze softened slightly as he looked at him. This man was like a reformed official in ancient times, and he did have some concern for people’s livelihood. Yang An was willing to explain.

“We should appropriately liberate some productive forces, send children to academies to be taught basic concepts and knowledge, then educate them one by one, and assign them to remote mountain villages, step by step.”

Yang An drew on the ideas of later great figures, focusing on unifying thought, rather than trying to achieve instant success. Robots only replaced the physically demanding, labor-intensive tasks.

"This shape is indeed not very good." He casually wiped it and transformed it into wood, making it closer to the style of the real world.

"So it was Lu Ban, the carpenter!"

Many ministers understood perfectly. The ancient philosophers and sages had done similar things, creating all sorts of ingenious creations, such as wooden oxen and flowing horses, and flying boats in the clouds.

His Majesty the Holy King, having gained the approval of the Human Emperor's Sword, desires to recreate the golden age of the Middle Ages, which is only natural.

"Yes, we understand! We will obey Your Majesty's orders!"

These ministers had no further objections and quickly took these creations to the fields, first letting the people around the capital know about them, and then gradually spreading the news throughout the world.

"Cui Qinghe," Yang An said, looking at the righteous Dharma body, "You lead a group of people to the Southern Wilderness, cooperate with Qi Zhengyan, stabilize the situation in the Southern Wilderness, and prevent any chaos."

"Your subject will certainly not fail in your trust!" Cui Qinghe straightened his clothes and solemnly accepted the task.

The description of Ziyang's Dharma Body as righteous and awe-inspiring is enough to prove many things, and the Cui family's divine weapon, the Zhige Sword, is even more so.

In the original story, he perished together with the Great Man of the Longevity Cult, which can be considered as living up to his reputation. It seems that the New Era did not revive him. Yang An thought to himself.

"Go." Yang An waved his hand and stepped into the depths of the Holy King Palace, where the main materials for more than a dozen divine weapons were piled together, their precious light soaring into the sky.

The eight great families each contributed at least one item, and sometimes two or three!
Yang An didn't bother with Han Guang of Shaolin Temple running away. He gathered the resources and immediately prepared to attempt the Nine Deadly Strikes.

Am I to enter the palace?

Upon receiving the news, Ruan Yushu remained calm. This is typical of scions of noble families; having received resources from their clan, they naturally have to contribute to the clan, even if she is the exiled daughter of the current clan head.

“You are exceptionally talented, with a natural talent for music. At such a young age, you have already grasped the score of my Ruan family’s ‘Heaven-Splitting Earth-Changing Melody’ and are proficient in the five musical scales. You may even be able to complete the Ruan family’s heritage. There was no need for you to do this.” The Ruan family patriarch sighed softly.

Ruan Yushu is more talented than him and has the potential to become a Dharma body. She can stay in the family and choose to marry into another family or not, it is entirely up to her.

But there's nothing we can do now.

With the Ferryman's Zither gone, the Ruan family seemed to have suffered little loss in the great upheaval, but in that battle, they exposed the one thing they least wanted to reveal: the capital was in imminent danger, yet the Ruan family did not summon their divine weapon.

Such doubts have already arisen.

Although it may seem harmless at present, and His Majesty the Holy King has attracted the attention of the world, the truth will eventually come out.

Why are there only fourteen great families in the world?

Some families have even declined to the point of only reaching the peak of the Outer Realm, without even half a step of the Dharma Body. What makes them so complacent?

It's all thanks to the divine weapons left by our ancestors!

Without divine weapons, what use is a half-step Dharma Body? The Ruan family is now at its most dangerous moment. With the passing of Old Master Ruan, the Ruan family will have no successor, and it is not impossible for them to be wiped out in an instant.

"I'm sorry you had to go through this." Old Master Ruan said with guilt in his eyes.

“The Holy King is benevolent, how could I feel wronged? This is my good fortune. Besides, it’s all the same wherever I go. There might even be more delicious food in the palace.” Ruan Yushu’s cold and noble face revealed a gentle smile.

This only made the Ruan family members feel even more guilty.

But just as Ruan Yushu was about to comfort them, the scene before him suddenly changed, and he found himself in a mysterious space.

A girl with only a pale yellow skirt and shallow dimples on her face looked at her with a surprised expression, carrying a long sword on her back.

"Tenth on the Human Ranking, Jiang Zhiwei, the successor of the Sword God?!" Ruan Yushu blurted out, recognizing the other party's identity.

"Is this a solo mission to carry teammates?" Jiang Zhiwei was a little taken aback, then smiled gently, "Hello, young lady, where are you from?"

"Ruan Yushu of the Ruan family".

The two quickly became acquainted.

(End of this chapter)