Imperial henchmen? Never been struck by the sword of the Six Doors (a secret police agency).

"Hey! Are you saying I'm the one who dragged you down?" Bai Xingling's lips curled up at first, but she asked with dissatisfaction after regaining her senses.

"No, you're much better than me," Li Junsu replied calmly.

"Then what do you mean?" Bai Xingling asked with a smile.

"To be on the safe side, the Ghost Emperor is no ordinary person," Li Junsu replied with a light laugh.

"Alright, considering how cautious you are, I can only barely show off my cooking skills when we go to Jiuli," Bai Xingling said somewhat narcissistically.

"You're in for a treat," Li Junsu nodded upon hearing this, and then praised.

It's a shame that Bai Xingling didn't become a master chef.

As they chatted, Lingnan seemed to draw ever closer.

This time, Li Junsu returned to Lingnan but did not go back to the Six Doors. Instead, he and Bai Xingling headed straight for the Jiuli tribe's territory.

......

Jiuli tribe land

"You're back. You look good, and you have the air of a leader now." The leader of Jiuli said with delight as he looked at Li Junsu who appeared at the door.

"You're the leader, he's the chief, what's the difference?" Bai Xingling pointed at the leader of the Jiuli tribe, then at Li Junsu, and asked curiously.

"A leader is someone who guides the people in their lives. The people are not obligated to obey me," the Jiuli leader said with a loud laugh.

"That's right, the village chief is annoying." A little girl passing by nodded, then punched the Jiuli leader in the stomach.

So what if she's a little young? Why can't she go out and go to the battlefield?

"And the leader is the banner that the warriors follow to the death. The leader's orders are absolute. The leader must work hard for the warriors." The Jiuli leader looked at Li Junsu and earnestly gave him this advice.

"Don't worry," Li Junsu replied earnestly.

"Haha, I can see that. In this respect, I am not as good as you." The leader of Jiuli laughed heartily, then twisted his neck.

"What important matter do you have to discuss with us today?" the leader of the Jiuli tribe asked with a smile.

"Indeed, we are going to the Nine Realms of Absolute Life..." Li Junsu said, and slowly explained the origin and special features of the Nine Realms of Absolute Life.

"A small world of mortals... no, it's the people's rebellion." Upon hearing this, the leader of Jiuli looked somewhat dazed and chuckled softly.

"A small world?" Li Junsu suddenly realized what he had grasped.

“Yes, this is also a small world. If our ancestors were to be reborn, they could open a rift somewhere in this world so we could launch an attack,” the leader of the Nine Li tribes said with a smile.

"Not now?" Bai Xingling asked.

"No, we don't have the power of our ancestors, and the small world is already stable. It would be difficult for our ancestors to open the rift anytime, anywhere," the Jiuli leader shook his head and sighed.

"The source of the stable small world in the Nine Realms of Absolute Life is resentment. When the resentment dissipates, the wounds of the Northern and Southern Dynasties will gradually disappear." Then, the leader said with some pity.

He found it hard to imagine how much suffering his descendants must have endured to be able to support such small worlds with their mortal bodies.

How sad they must be!

"If I go to Taoyuan, can you support me?" Li Junsu asked, looking at the leader who had suddenly become depressed, using a respectful title.

No matter who you are, it's hard not to be moved by this kind of care once you enter the Jiuli territory.

"Go ahead and explore with confidence. It's just a small world. I can traverse the void with my physical body with ease." The leader laughed upon hearing this and confidently patted his chest.

“Normally, I tear open spaces to train my body.” After saying that, the leader actually tore open a space and put his hand inside.

A tooth-grinding sound rang out as a fragment of space grazed the leader's palm, leaving only a faint white mark.

A simple and direct method of body training.

A relatively large fragment was destroyed by the force of the physical body and flew out.

The leader held his hand in front of Li Junsu, making a delicate gesture with his fingers, revealing a tiny fragment of space at the tip.

The leader of the Nine Li tribe truly lives up to his name as the successor of the Master of War. His mastery of strength and proficiency in speed are astonishing.

"Look, with me here, you are the safest person in the world." The leader's smile was very sunny, and his somewhat delicate movements were still full of power.

"You've misjudged him. The leader might be much stronger than King Wu. That physical strength is just his normal state."

"I wonder if King Wu's power is just as terrifying when he gets serious."

Li Junsu pondered. Every time he thought he had a basic understanding of the Martial Venerable, the Martial Venerable would casually pull off a move that would make him look forward to it.

That terrifying physical strength, the power to shatter a meteorite with a single punch, was actually achieved during the leader's leisure time when he wasn't taking things seriously.

Perhaps, in this world, Gonggong's angry collision with Buzhou Mountain literally means that he broke Buzhou Mountain in two.

"I understand. Besides this matter, there's another thing I'd like to discuss with you," Li Junsu said politely, coming back to his senses.

"You say it," the leader said, crushing the fragments and withdrawing his hand with a smile.

"Barbecue!" Li Junsu said, and the leader shouted.

"There's good food here, stop training!" the leader laughed loudly.

Barbecue existed as early as the Han Dynasty, but it wasn't called barbecue back then.

Then, a rumbling sound came from the ground.

As the campfire was lit, the animals in the little world began to howl in agony.

Bai Xingling skillfully took out the ingredients and seasonings.

"I want to go see Zu Bing," Li Junsu said to the leader as he saw the scene becoming lively.

"Okay, you know the way, go ahead." The leader patted Li Junsu on the shoulder and smiled, as if he had just remembered something.

This guy might become the personal guard of the ancestral soldiers in the future.

After all, Zu Bing is always clamoring to go to the battlefield. Next time there is a war, let's see if this young man can take one or two weapons out and let them fight.

Li Junsu nodded, but instead of leaving, he looked at Bai Xingling.

"Bring some?" Bai Xingling immediately understood Li Junsu's meaning and quickened her pace.

The leader understood what he meant and scratched his head.

"They don't really like to eat," the leader noted.

They had offered food before, and then the plates and food were thrown out together.

Fortunately, he was quick-witted and didn't waste any food.

The ancestral soldiers weren't arrogant, but the food actually came from their own tribe?

How to eat this?

My father said that a true warrior should eat the flesh of his enemy.

If the soldier were still alive, he would definitely slap his forehead.

He was just teasing his daughters, but he never expected them to actually believe it.

They won't eat their own food, but insist on stealing from the enemy.

The leader slowly recounted the matter, and Li Junsu nodded upon hearing it.

"Leave it to me," Li Junsu said before leaving.

"Can he do it?" the leader asked, looking at Chef Bai Xingling with some concern.

"If he can't do it, then no one in the world can." Bai Xingling said without looking up, her tone extremely firm.

Just kidding, Li Junsu could easily fool them into eating to their heart's content.

Li Junsu, on whom high hopes were placed, arrived at the Ancestral Weapon Hall, where he sensed the presence of Wanlu Tusheng, who slowly appeared.

"Food?" Wanlu Tusheng asked, frowning.

“Little one, we don’t eat the food of our followers,” Xingfu also appeared and kindly reminded him.

“This doesn’t belong to the tribe.” Li Junsu shook his head.

"Where did it come from?" Xing Fu was overjoyed upon hearing this.

“Forest hunting,” Li Junsu shrugged.

"Isn't this still the tribe's?" Wanlu Tusheng asked, tilting his head.

“No, they defeated their prey.” Li Junsu stared intently at Wanlu Tusheng.

"Seems right?" Xing Fu tilted his head as well.

"Yes, just like you protect them, they don't defeat the enemy, but they still get to eat meat."

"Now it's just that they defeated their prey and offered the meat to you. This glory is what you, as guardian deities, deserve," Li Junsu calmly began to spout nonsense.

"Come on, let me have a taste." Xing Fu couldn't move when he heard the keywords "glory" and "guardian god".

“There’s also a share for me,” Wanlu Tusheng said softly.

Li Junsu nodded, stepped forward, and handed over the food.

For a warrior like Zubing, who has an extremely strong sense of honor, what could be more glorious than honor and the praise of being a guardian deity?

What makes them even more proud?

"It smells delicious!" Xing Fu's eyes lit up, and he began to eat heartily.

"Delicious," Wanlu Tusheng said softly.

Meanwhile, the person in charge who had resolved Zu Bing's refusal to eat calmly watched them devour their meal.

The leader said it was difficult.

Is this difficult?

Li Junsu didn't feel there was anything difficult about it.