Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 110 Fang...Young Master Fang!

"Swagger?"

Standing in front of the jade chariot that was still being repaired by the craftsmen and was as good as the jade chariot that the emperor rode, several warriors had doubts in their eyes.

This is the first official visit of the God.

If current conditions did not allow it, they would like to make it even more luxurious and grand.

"Lord, these are all necessary." Ye Yonglie added:

"You must not delay your daily practice. If you just take the sedan chair, which is so cramped, how can you stretch your muscles properly?"

"Besides, this is just the beginning. You can't go on a long journey and sleep outdoors."

"Along the way, we need to have 10 or 8 maids to serve, and we need to have chefs to keep the fruits and vegetables chilled every day. We also need to arrange for staff to deliver the fresh produce that has been caught and killed along the way."

“There are also bands and choirs chanting the ‘Supreme Supreme Brilliant and Glorious Godly Emperor Sutra’ on both sides of the road day and night to spread the will of God, and the knife and pen masters record what you see and hear along the way.”

"Then we have to deal with the refugees..."

"Alright, alright, alright, stop reading." Fang Can said helplessly: "Just tell me how many people you need in total."

"According to the conventional standard, it should be 5 people, but this is not a matter of urgency because of you, so we can only mobilize troops, of which only % are warriors." Ye Yonglie replied.

"Ten thousand! Are you guys fighting?" Fang Can said speechlessly, "Do we have enough funds to spend like this?"

"Don't worry about this. We're just getting started." Ye Yonglie promised.

"Because you don't pay attention to this aspect, the number of believers has increased recently, and there are already tens of thousands of them, and they are all warriors at least at the first level of Xuanguan."

"The money these people donated was so much that it had to be stored in the warehouse. The additional real estate and land had to be counted by more than a dozen accountants day and night. It is estimated that even one percent of it would not be spent after this trip."

"And that's without taking into account the increased wealth."

"After we have counted all the money, we will send someone to take care of it, and give a portion of the surplus back to the poor believers, so that every believer can have a big bowl of wine and a big chunk of meat."

Fang Can frowned as he listened to Ye Yonglie's explanation and couldn't help but ask, "You guys are so arrogant, collecting rent and owning land, don't the Dayan government care about it?"

"What's there to ask? We are all the same." Ye Yonglie said as a matter of course.

"What do you mean everyone is the same?"

"Because a hundred years ago, Dayan wanted to organize a horse-trampling martial arts movement to rectify the martial arts culture, which caused a backlash in the martial arts world."

"For the sake of freedom, not only the warriors from Dayan, but even the warriors from the neighboring Da Chu and Da Zhou came to support us."

"As a result, after the battle, hundreds of warriors who ascended to heaven lost their lives, the Dayan army, which had millions of people at its peak, was killed and reduced to tens of thousands of remnants."

"In the end, the incident was barely settled after the previous Taixuan Sect's headmaster in Dayan State pledged his life as a guarantor."

"After that battle, the court stopped interfering with the martial arts world. Warriors were left to warriors, and the court was left to the court. The Dayan Kingdom became worse day by day." Ye Yonglie said as a matter of course:
"And everyone who worships gods is like this. If our momentum is weak, other evil god worshippers will think we are not worthy of worship."

Hearing that everyone was the same, Fang Can could only accept the customs of this strange world and then asked:

"If it was just a few million troops, would it be so tragic? Hundreds of people died on the road to heaven?"

Fang Can subconsciously discovered the problem. With his current strength, if he used all his strength, he could slaughter millions of mortal troops in a few days. And if he wanted to leave, with the mortal's foot strength, they would not be able to stop him at all.

How did hundreds of those warriors who were stronger than himself die?

"I don't understand." Faced with this question, Ye Yonglie shook his head in confusion.

After all, he was just a warrior who had just reached the mind state, and was a semi-illiterate who could barely read. He had no right to know the secrets.

Fang Can's questions were a bit beyond his scope.

Another mind warrior at the side said: "It is rumored that every soldier in the Dayan army is a warrior of the ninth level of the Xuanguan."

"But this should be just a rumor, because I have seen several retired soldiers, and their bodies were weak, no different from ordinary people."

"And everyone has signed an agreement with the authorities that they cannot reveal military secrets in any way, otherwise they will be killed on the spot."

"Furthermore, since that battle, the Dayan army, which was once the best among all the nations, has completely declined and is getting worse day by day. It is hard to say when the nation will be destroyed."

Several warriors were talking to each other with some disrespectful words, but no one thought there was anything wrong.

Ever since the battle that year, those officials acted like turtles when they saw warriors and allowed them to come and go.

Moreover, if there were not so many sects in Dayan now, relying on the power of the government, without the intervention of the martial arts world, it is still unknown when the country would be destroyed by the Great Chu.

So it was the emperor who needed help from them.

Fang Can nodded thoughtfully, and probably understood something about the situation in Dayan. It was simply the end of the dynasty when the princes rose up and they had to live one day at a time.

"In that case, then I'll do as you say." Fang Can said this silently and let the craftsmen continue hammering on the sedan chair.

At the same time, inside the Husha Gate, Yang sat on the armchair, looking calmly at the tall and strong young man who was bowing in front of him.

The young man was tall and strong, a man could stand on his fists and a horse could run on his arms. At this moment, his face was filled with righteous indignation:

"Master, Fang Can is really going too far. He is clearly an abandoned disciple of the sect, but he still has the audacity to stay on the territory and treat the Tiger Demon Sect as if it is nothing."

"This is simply a slap in our face. Now the people from the Huaxing Sect next door are laughing at us. The longer he stays, the more embarrassed we will be."

"I just wanted to teach him a lesson myself, why did you ask the guards to call me back?"

Looking at the indignant disciples in front of him, Yang Duan shook his head helplessly, wondering if he was acting too much and fooled all the disciples in the sect?
"Although Fang Can has been expelled from my sect, he now has a new master." Yang Duan told the truth.

"On the day when Tianji Building announced the results, the leader of Jiejian Mountain had already announced that all the Transcendental Body warriors in the world were welcome to challenge Fang Can."

"Isn't the meaning very clear? Those who are at the Heavenly Path level should stop bullying the weak."

"He's a rank 4 expert. He can flatten the entire Yanggu County with just a few moves. This is not the way to seek death."

"Before, when we were in the sect, he called me Sect Master Yang, but I didn't argue with him."

"But now that he has become a disciple of the Fourth Rank Immortal, what should we call him?"

The sturdy young man didn't realize the key point. His lips trembled and he said slowly: "Fang... Young Master Fang?"

(End of this chapter)