He was born as a blacksmith, but he dominated the world

Chapter 467 How Dangerous
Emperor Shun seemed to understand Jiang Lin's meaning. He nodded slightly and said, "Come with me."

The two of them left the imperial study. Eunuch Tian first glanced at Jiang Lin, then bowed to Emperor Shun and said, "Your Majesty."

Emperor Shun looked straight ahead and said, "Go to the private storehouse."

Eunuch Tian was slightly stunned, but he reacted quickly and said, "Yes."

Emperor Shun walked forward, followed by Jiang Lin and Eunuch Tian.

Eunuch Tian looked at Jiang Lin from time to time, with some confusion in his eyes.

The Emperor's aura just now seemed to want to kill someone. I don't know what has happened.

It's getting better now, which seems inexplicable.

"What kind of gift did Lord Jiang give to His Majesty?" Eunuch Tian guessed in his heart.

After a while, they arrived in front of a palace.

There are dozens of people guarding here, and each of them is at the peak of Yuanwu realm.

And these were only the guards in the open. Jiang Lin's perception swept around and he realized that there were at least five Divine Martial Realm Level 2, three Divine Martial Realm Level 4, and one Divine Martial Realm Level 5 in the dark.

For the Daqian court, such a guard force is already quite strong.

The imperial palace guards are only at the eighth level of Yuanwu realm.

Jiang Lin didn't know much about the royal private treasury.

This was not part of the historical fragments he had experienced.

I just mentioned it last time when Yu Shuai delivered the materials.

The palace here is not big, but it is magnificent and golden. Except for the stronger guard force, it is no different from other places.

It is said to be the royal private treasury, but there is not even a plaque, which shows that it is extremely cautious.

Seeing Emperor Shun coming, the guards all bowed and saluted.

Emperor Shun stepped forward and the palace gate opened automatically.

A military officer wearing heavy armor and with a cultivation level of the sixth rank in the Divine Martial Realm stood in front of the door: "Greetings, Your Majesty."

Emperor Shun then nodded slightly and introduced Jiang Lin, "This man is Fang Zhizhong, the leader of the private treasury guards."

Jiang Lin and Fang Zhizhong looked at each other, and there was a hint of surprise in the other's eyes. It was obvious that Jiang Lin's youth and extremely high level of cultivation surprised the leader of the private treasury guards.

Jiang Lin, on the other hand, did not have much feelings towards this man, as he was only at the sixth level of the Divine Martial Realm.

A few years ago, that would have been a rare big shot.

I remember when he rushed thousands of miles to rescue Liao Mingxu, he and Yu Shuai fought side by side against more than a dozen mountain masters of Xuanhua Dao.

The power displayed by Yu Shuai is only at the sixth level of the Divine Martial Realm.

Of course, Jiang Lin now understands that although Daqian’s individual martial arts are not as strong as those of the powerful clans, these border army commanders are all people with the strongest cultivation.

It was just that they habitually concealed their cultivation level until the Western Yi archers invaded the border and the Ten-Feather Archers and even the Eleven-Feather Archers came out, then they were forced to reveal their true strength.

"The powerful clans all have their ancestors as their foundation, hiding many Dao martial realms. Would the Daqian royal family not have any?"

Jiang Lin was guessing in his mind, and at the same time a new question arose.

Even the powerful clans have such a foundation, why doesn’t Taoism have it?
So many sects were destroyed one by one over four hundred years.

Including Xuanhua Dao, whom Jiang Lin had faced personally, although the mountain master was strong, his strength was only around the fifth or sixth level of the Divine Martial Realm.

Even if it is said that the Taoist master possesses the strength at the peak of the Divine Martial Realm, what does it matter?
Compared with the ancestors of the powerful clans, they are not worth mentioning.

Jiang Lin couldn't understand why the Taoist sect, which was so powerful in the past and dared to interfere in the struggle between the Daqian royal family and the powerful clans, had declined to this extent. It was really unbelievable.

At this time, a creaking sound came from the front.

Jiang Lin came back to his senses and looked up.

At this time, they had entered the deep of the private vault, and were surrounded by countless rare treasures.

There were many things that surprised Jiang Lin.

There are at least a dozen remains of eighth-grade monsters, or top-notch materials comparable to Sky Scale Armor.

The source of the sound was the entrance to an underground palace, which was very similar to the one in Lu's.

The moment he saw the entrance, Jiang Lin guessed what Emperor Shun was going to show him.

He did not look at the good materials again, but followed Emperor Shun into the underground palace.

After the three of them entered, Fang Zhizhong came over and put the huge eight-foot square floor tile back together.

There were no torches in the underground palace, but it was emitting a dim light. Emperor Shun explained, "This is where Emperor Taizu collected the essence of the deep sea and inlaid it, so it will last for ten thousand years."

Jiang Lin looked up and a prompt appeared in his field of vision.

[Beads of better quality can be used to make objects]

Materials of Xuanbing grade?
Speaking of the Youhai, Jiang Lin thought of the Youhai Gate and his experience in the so-called spiritual liquid collection area after entering the seabed.

"Your Majesty, as you know, the Youhai Clan uses human sacrifices in the Youhai to collect the so-called spiritual fluid. Over the years, at least millions of people have died there."

"I know."

Jiang Lin did not hear any dissatisfaction from his tone, and immediately realized that Emperor Shun not only knew about the actions of Youhaimen, but also condoned them.

"The court doesn't care?" Jiang Lin asked.

Emperor Shun said: "The leader of Youhai Sect has not yet reached the Daowu realm, so he is not to be feared. If we want to destroy him, we can do so at any time."

"But they collect spiritual fluid, which helps us understand the strangeness of that thing."

Jiang Lin frowned and said, "In order to understand something, you would rather let so many innocent people die over hundreds of years?"

Emperor Shun stopped and turned to look at Jiang Lin. His eyes were dignified and contained an unimaginable determination.

"I am not the emperor of the Daqian royal family, but the emperor of the entire Daqian!"

"What I want to save are not those people in the martial arts world who are addicted to fighting and killing, but the tens of millions of ordinary people in the world."

"If I can save the world, what does it matter if it saves tens of millions of people?"

"Daqian has been carrying this infamy for four hundred years. What's the harm in carrying it a little longer?"

Looking at the solemn face of His Majesty the Emperor, Jiang Lin didn't know how to refute for a moment. When disaster is about to come, should we sacrifice one person to save ten, or sacrifice ten to save one?
This is not a rational question of who is more worthy of saving, it is just a question of morality.

It can even be said that it is purely to give some people the opportunity to stand on the moral high ground and accuse the person who rescued the person.

From a rational point of view, Emperor Shun did nothing wrong.

Just like Ma Ningyan back then, so many people died before Daqian was established.

After going to a very far place, he continued his conquest after returning without stopping.

Is she wrong?

Of course it is.

So was Emperor Shun wrong?

Of course it was wrong for the millions who died.

But for an emperor, it was not wrong.

Compared with tens of millions of people, millions of people can be sacrificed. This is Emperor Shun’s reasoning.

The determination in his eyes was much stronger than the Xuanwu Holy Soldier Arrow.

I no longer care about how the world evaluates me, or whether it is a merit or a fault.

Because he was an emperor, not a doctor who cured illnesses and saved lives.

It is easy to save one person, but difficult to save the world.

When Emperor Shun was about to take another step, Jiang Lin asked, "How long will it take before we can understand clearly?"

Emperor Shun paused for a moment, then stepped forward and replied, "Another thousand men will be enough."

Jiang Lin clenched his fists. Are a thousand more people going to die?

Eunuch Tian whispered, "Lord Jiang, you should not interfere in other people's affairs. You dispelled the haze of Sangzhou, but caused 100,000 hardworking people to die. It was a credit to Sangzhou, but a fault to the hardworking people."

"There is no right or wrong in this world. We just don't stand on the same side."

Jiang Lin's body trembled slightly and he turned to look at the old eunuch.

Although Sangzhou's asceticism is not a good thing in everyone's eyes.

But as for asceticism itself, are they wrong?

What is wrong is not the ascetic practice, but the Sumeru Chakra.

Jiang Lin remembered that when the Buddhist country was destroyed, no matter how he persuaded Ma Ningyan, she refused to completely kill those Buddhists who were controlled by the Sumeru Wheel.

She would rather spend hundreds of years and give up the stability of an entire state to save those people.

"So in your heart, you also think that Buddhists are not wrong. Sacrifice some people in the future to save the millions of children and women back then."

Jiang Lin slowly exhaled a breath of foul air, nodded lightly, and said: "I understand, but Youhaimen must be destroyed. After a thousand people, I will go there myself."

Before Eunuch Tian could say anything, Emperor Shun's voice came: "As you wish."

Eunuch Tian lowered his head and said no more.

Jiang Lin didn't say anything else and followed.

His steps seemed a little heavy, just like his mood.

The underground palace here is not like the one in Lu’s house, as it stores many more precious things.

After passing through the long and narrow road, a portal appeared in front.

The portal of the Lu family underground palace was already very large, but this place is more than five times larger.

It is hundreds of feet wide and dozens of feet high.

And this is just one of them. There are other portals nearby, of varying sizes and densely packed together.

Jiang Lin looked at it in surprise and asked, "Are all these portals..."

Emperor Shun placed his hand on the door, and the same pattern lit up with a bright light.

It just didn't launch an attack, but opened silently.

A familiar majestic aura blows towards me.

Jiang Lin saw an extremely huge spine that was hundreds of miles long.

That's no longer just bones, it's simply a mountain range.

The aura of this spine far exceeds that of Lu's severed finger.

Even though Jiang Lin had concentrated his Dao heart, he was still impacted by the aura and could not make any progress.

If you force your way in, you will feel like you are being cut into pieces, with no place to bury your body.

Emperor Shun stood in front of the gate and bore the brunt of most of the aura.

Although it was not comfortable, he was like a sacred iron buried deep underground and refused to take a single step back.

"The emperors of all dynasties in Daqian would come here every day to endure the impact of the aura. Not only to refine their bodies, but also to warn themselves what kind of danger they are facing."

Emperor Shun's voice seemed fragmented under the impact of that breath.

Faint, but always there.

“Only those who have reached Dao Wu Realm are qualified to enter this door. But even those who have reached Dao Wu Realm cannot withstand such an aura for a long time.”

"This is just one part. There are other parts that have been collected over the years. If all of them were used to make weapons, it would be very dangerous, needless to say."

"Back then, in order to get a little powder for the blacksmith ancestor, at least thousands of Daqian soldiers died."

Emperor Shun slowly turned around and looked at Jiang Lin.

His tone was extremely low: "Master Jiang, now do you understand how dangerous it is?"

Jiang Lin was shocked when he heard this. Thousands of Daqian soldiers died just to get the powder?

Ma Ningyan never mentioned it, not even the civil servants who were most wary of him.

(End of this chapter)