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

On the field, the spirit soldiers looked at each other, their eyes blazing with fire.

"I'll go first. I want to grind the purest relic into relic powder." The Demon Suppression Tower stepped forward, its eyes gleaming with fighting spirit.

"You're not afraid, are you?" The Demon-Suppressing Tower looked at the Pure Relic with a smile.

"A civil war before it even begins?" The Heavenly Dragon Staff stared blankly at the Demon-Suppressing Tower.

Big sister, we're on the same path, okay?

Besides, you're ranked higher than Zhichun Relic, so why are you looking for her?

Even the Heavenly Dragon Staff is speechless; anyone who didn't know better would think the Demon Suppression Tower was the traitor.

Tianlong Zhang knew what she was doing. Although she had been personally taught by the Jade Emperor, she still represented the Vajra Temple.

"Is Shaolin's specialty traitors?" Tianlong Staff continued to quip.

"Sima Yi's gathering place?" Tianlongzhang thought to himself.

After she came out, she read a lot of books, and the one that impressed her the most was Sima Yi, who had no sense of righteousness whatsoever.

“I don’t accept it. My ranking is lower than yours,” the Pure Relic said, frowning.

Although she was somewhat lawless, she knew her place.

We're all Buddhists, so even if we're going to fight, we have to do it after we've abolished Taoism.

Only then can everyone freely compare their skills and abilities.

Is this Demon-Suppressing Tower a joke?

"You won't accept it?" The Demon-Suppressing Tower was dumbfounded.

“Bullying the weak, isn’t that disqualifying them?” The Pure Relic ignored the Demon Suppression Tower and instead looked at Yun Wujing.

“The rules don’t prohibit the strong from beating the weak.” Yun Wujing paused for a moment, then spoke frankly.

"We have to fight?" Zhichun Relic laughed in anger.

"Yes," Bei Menjue replied calmly.

......

"Failed to build the Demon Suppression Tower, demoted to nineteenth place."

As the battle came to an end, Bei Menjue spoke calmly.

The rankings of the Great Qian Dynasty were all carefully considered, based on the performance of the Heavenly Soldiers, and meticulously examined step by step.

However, some people didn't want this list, which made Zhichunshe use its true abilities, and there was nothing they could do about it.

The Pure Relic has been lost for a long time, while the Demon-Suppressing Pagoda is used to suppress the demons that Shaolin Temple is suppressing.

Logically speaking, the purest relic is not as good as the Demon-Suppressing Pagoda.

But... even the purest relics are Maitreya's masterpiece.

Therefore, the Demon-Suppressing Pagoda is not as good as the Pure Relic.

If the Demon-Suppressing Tower is no match for the Pure Relic, then it loses its qualification.

The Demon-Suppressing Tower clenched its fists as it looked at the Pure Relic's smug, cheeky smile.

But she still couldn't compare to that world-shaking Buddha light.

The atmosphere on the field gradually became more lively.

The heavenly soldiers' competitive spirit was fully ignited, and the atmosphere became heated.

But the view from the stands was quite different.

"Aren't you curious?" Bai Xingling looked at Li Junsu's calm profile and leaned closer curiously.

Li Junsu, who was teasing the ox, slightly raised his head as warm breath brushed against his cheek.

"What did you say?" Li Junsu looked at his deputy, his tone gentle.

But Sizi was not satisfied.

If someone pinches her cheek or teases her, she can bite off their finger.

If you really can't bite it off, crippling the other person is fine too.

But in front of her older brother, Xiao Sizi just grabbed Li Junsu's finger and shook it repeatedly, then swayed her body from side to side and acted coquettishly.

Si Zi kept attracting Li Junsu's attention, just like later when he claimed to be the disciple of Prince An.

She just wanted her brother to pay attention to her, what did she do wrong?

"I say, aren't you curious about who is the number one soldier in the Great Qian Dynasty?" Bai Xingling looked at the piece of wood in front of her and asked patiently.

"It's just empty fame, as long as you're happy." Upon hearing this, Li Junsu lowered his head again, teasing the ox, his tone calm.

"This is a battle between celestial soldiers," Bai Xingling said in surprise.

She understands Li Junsu.

Li Junsu could be called a martial arts fanatic; was he slacking off in this competition?

If Li Junsu said that, then it means this competition was really useless to him.

"Not as good as the Dragon Tiger Celestial Master and the Abbot of Shaolin."

Upon hearing this, Li Junsu finally looked directly at the ring.

"The fight on the field wasn't bad," Bai Xingling said, scratching her head.

Bai Xingling, who possesses bloodline memories, naturally knows the significance of the battle before her.

Given Li Junsu's workaholic nature, why is he slacking off this time? So I asked with some surprise.

"I guess so, but it's still not as good as doing it myself." After some consideration, Li Junsu gave this answer.

He thought the battle of the heavenly soldiers would be useful to him, but reality told him it wouldn't.

One can gain insights from killing.

The only other option... is to destroy the country.

Li Junsu lowered his eyes, thinking about the wicked dragon's destiny.

Only a duel between a powerful figure like Liao Hui and Zhang Chen could give Li Junsu some insights.

There's only a little bit left.

In the end, all Li Junsu could feel was the destruction of his country.

This is a requirement of my own path of killing.

It was the path he chose himself.

When he entered the Casting Mountain, the sword intent he chose was killing.

Sparring is fine, but killing is the only way to advance one's martial arts skills.

For Li Junsu, all the sparring was just a pastime.

"Not good-looking?" The emperor clearly noticed Li Junsu's unusual expression and asked with some surprise.

"Those who walk different paths cannot make plans together." This is Li Junsu's concise explanation.

The emperor seemed to have thought of something and fell silent.

It's normal for martial artists to have their own pursuits.

Li Junsu's sword intent is somewhat unique, so it's normal that he didn't gain much insight from this kind of sparring.

Bai Xingling slowly came to understand these words, looked at Li Junsu's profile, and flicked her tail.

"If I get in your way, will you kill me?" Bai Xingling whispered in Li Junsu's ear.

Bai Xingling knew the question was simple and Li Junsu wouldn't hold back, but she just wanted to see Li Junsu frown and make a decision.

"will not."

Bai Xingling was still in a daze when a soft voice rang out.

"Huh?" Bai Xingling was dumbfounded.

Is Li Junsu really this kind of person?

“We are on the same path. If you follow me, you won’t stand in my way.”

Li Junsu spoke casually, not taking the matter to heart at all.

This is a world where the stronger one's will, the stronger one's strength.

Given Li Junsu's consistent temperament, he will only grow stronger.

“That’s your style. Have you always been this arrogant?” Bai Xingling leaned closer and poked Li Junsu’s cheek.

She really hadn't thought about what would happen if she went up against this guy.

Frankly speaking, given the current situation where Li Junsu committed murder and she handed him the knife, this hypothesis is nonsense.

But Bai Xingling just wanted to see Li Junsu in a difficult position.

As Bai Xingling pondered, her mind began to wander.

Li Junsu shook his head as he watched Bai Xingling lose focus.

Can anyone still bring up the trolley problem and then get distracted while doing so?

"Is this Demon Emperor a little...?" At this moment, the Emperor leaned over, looked at the absent-minded Bai Xingling, pointed to the area of ​​her brain, and said meaningfully.

"No, Your Majesty, where is the Demon Emperor of the Demon Clan?" Li Junsu first shook his head, then suddenly asked.

Yue Qiubai and Qing Qiuran are both Martial Venerable level, so why wouldn't they show up at such a grand event?

"The demon race is rather lazy. After managing the Ten Thousand Demon Pavilion for three months, Yue Qiubai quit and went back to the demon vein to slack off," the emperor replied, somewhat speechless.

Yueqiu Bai, this fox, is purely lazy.

"By the way, since you asked, as the head of the Myriad Demons Pavilion, you should take care of your official duties." The emperor adjusted his posture and spoke with a sense of ease.

If Li Junsu hadn't mentioned it, he would have almost forgotten that the demon beasts in the Ten Thousand Demon Pavilion were all eating and drinking well and it was time for them to get to work.

The emperor exploited even his court officials to the point of exhaustion, let alone demons.

Li Junsu remained silent.

Should he not have asked?