The government was sending out wives, and I ended up with a princess from the previous dynasty!

At this moment, Ji Bingyan was seeking advice from Jia Daoshi.

She never expected that a villager from a small village could have such a profound understanding of political issues.

A man with great strength can certainly make a woman submit, but if such a man also possesses remarkable wisdom, he will inspire a woman's admiration and adoration.

"Of course we should manage it!"

Jia Daoshi said, "This mastermind is no simple man. We must find him and do it with swift and decisive action! Only by eliminating him can the world be at peace. Of course, we are at sea now, and he is hiding in the shadows, so there's no point in saying all this."

In fact, Jia Daoshi was just saying that. The entire Great Jing Dynasty is already in turmoil. In the end, it is still a problem of this era. In an era where men are superior to women, it is difficult to win the hearts of the people if a woman is made emperor, no matter how capable she is!

"Alright! After we return from the Martial God Temple, I'd like to ask you to help us get rid of this major scourge, the Green Turban Army!"

Upon hearing this, Jia Daoshi was speechless: "Tell me, what are you thinking? Do you really think of me as free labor?"

"You bastard!"

Ji Bingyan felt her teeth itch and wanted to bite someone again: "Is it really that hard to ask you to help us? Don't worry, I definitely won't let you work for nothing!"

"Oh? That depends on what the princess is willing to give. As long as it satisfies me, I'm willing to do you this little favor," Jia Daoshi said with a smile.

His smug look made Ji Bingyan so angry she wanted to bite him.

Yi Qianxiao, who knew Jia Daoshi well, lowered her head and covered her mouth to chuckle, while Weng Changting and Di Qinglin rolled their eyes.

They knew exactly what Jia Daoshi meant.

After some banter, the topic shifted back to the Temple of Martial Gods itself.

After all, the Temple of Martial Gods is the main attraction of this voyage!

"I wonder if we can reach the Temple of Martial Gods smoothly based on this sea chart," Yi Qianxiao said with some worry.

She was quite excited when she first set sail.

But as time went on, she began to feel uneasy.

In Jia Daoshi's words, it's thalassophobia.

Weng Changting comforted him, "Don't worry, according to rumors, there is a special connection between the key to the Martial God Temple and the Martial God Temple. When we reach a certain distance, the key will guide us in the right direction."

As a descendant of the Kumu Sect, and with the Martial God Temple supposedly built by the sect's founder, Weng Changting's words naturally carry weight.

……

at the same time.

Among the fleet of ships of the Longwu Dynasty.

In the middle is a huge treasure ship!

Hong Siyang was still dressed in a black court robe, sitting on the deck, slowly brewing tea and eating snacks.

Beside him was Huo Yaojin, who seemed rather restless.

This time, the Longwu Emperor and General Huo Zhitian each dispatched their own personnel.

Huo Yaojin is Huo Zhitian's younger brother and is quite strong, but after boarding the ship, he suddenly became restless.

"Eunuch Hong, how long will we be at sea?" Huo Yaojin had asked ten times already.

“General Huo, if something makes you uneasy, you might as well find something you enjoy to do. This way, you can not only shift your attention, but also appear mysterious and unpredictable to outsiders, showing the demeanor of a master,” Hong Siyang said calmly. “In Taoist terms, this is called cultivating one’s inner energy.”

"For example, you can drink tea."

"Tea? Why don't you drink it yourself, Eunuch Hong?" After pacing around a few times, Huo Yaojin plopped down in a chair. "Eunuch Hong, that's the Martial God Temple. Don't you have any thoughts? Wait a minute..."

Huo Yaojin watched as Hong Siyang drank cup after cup of tea, and a smile immediately appeared on his large face: "It seems that Eunuch Hong is also nervous!"

Hong Siyang nodded: "The things inside the Martial God Temple are extremely attractive to anyone, regardless of our opponents! But you need to understand one thing: our target this time is not the Martial God Temple!"

Huo Yaojin fell silent.

"Jia Daoshi is our primary target! This young man's strength is very likely to allow him to break through to the Divine Ascension Realm! This martial world absolutely cannot allow a Divine Ascension Realm cultivator to appear! Especially one so young! Although we have made many preparations, we still cannot let our guard down. After all, that kid is too monstrous!"

"Once we get to the island, we must keep track of that kid's location at all times!"

"Don't worry, that brat Jia Daoshi has killed so many people in the martial arts world. Countless people want him dead. Just on those ships in Dajing, there are probably many who want to kill him! This time, Jia Daoshi is definitely going to die!" Huo Yaojin laughed heartily.

……

The fleet braved the waves and storms at sea!

It has to be said that with Yu Yanshu, the master of Xuanji Tower, around, they don't have to worry about where they went at all!

Every night after the moon rises, that stunningly beautiful purple figure stands on the bow deck, directing the fleet to constantly change direction.

Towards the end, Jia Daoshi had no idea where the fleet was; he just watched as Yu Yanshu kept giving instructions.

In the past few days, they have not seen any land, not even an island!

As far as the eye can see, there are black waves, clouds on the horizon, and strange fish that occasionally leap out of the sea!

One very fortunate thing is that since that sea storm, the weather at sea has been very good, and sometimes it rains a little, but it doesn't matter much.

However, in the following days, the weather became increasingly cold, and huge ice floes appeared on the sea from time to time.

Some of the smaller ice floes were directly smashed by the ship.

As for the larger ones, they were all destroyed by the experts.

The weather is cold.

But after adapting to life at sea, the women on the ship became very active.

Fishing now and then, having a barbecue and a few drinks—it's so relaxing!

They continued sailing at sea like this for ten days!

This morning.

The messenger, Yu Yanshu, who was in charge of guiding the way, suddenly instructed the sailors to signal with flags, and the fleet stopped.

Jia Daoshi, Ji Bingyan, and Yuchi Zhenjin stepped forward and stood behind Yu Yanshu. The others also came over after seeing the commotion.

Yu Yanshu didn't turn around. The sea breeze gently blew her skirt and carried her cool voice: "According to the nautical chart, we have arrived."

With the continuous use of flag signals, the entire joint fleet came to a stop on the sea.

Right in front of the fleet, there were ice floes everywhere!

There are also some icebergs that have partially emerged!

Further away, there was a thick white fog, and beneath the fog, there seemed to be a layer of ice!

The entire sea surface is frozen over?

There appeared to be a very large dark shadow in the fog.

Could it be the island where the Temple of Martial Gods is located?

Everyone looked at Yu Yanshu with puzzled expressions.

But Yu Yanshu didn't say anything, instead taking a few steps forward.

With each step she took, the little bell on her wrist jingled sweetly.

At the same time, the sky darkened, thick clouds blocked out the sunlight, and the waves on the sea became larger.

"Lord Yu, is the Martial God Temple just ahead?" Yu Chi Zhenjin couldn't help but ask.

Yu Yanshu still didn't turn around: "It's just ahead."

After observing for a while, Yuchi Zhenjin still couldn't figure it out: "The sea is frozen over, could it be that the Martial God Temple has been frozen?"