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

martial arts field

As the battle between the heavenly soldiers intensified, the atmosphere gradually became more heated.

Jian Wu and Lin Jing, who arrived late, looked at Li Junsu in the stands and sighed with regret.

On the other side, Su An, who arrived late, looked at the full seats around her boss and the empty seat next to Bei Men Yue, and angrily stepped forward.

He was then knocked unconscious by another punch.

Before Su An fainted, she had some doubts about what was going on.

Even if Bei Menyue restrains herself, it's impossible for her to knock herself unconscious every time.

Even if Su An racked his brains, he could never have imagined that the traitor was his own past life.

This is normal; for Su An, presenting the Ghost Dragon Seal to Li Junsu is standard procedure.

But as far as Su An is concerned, you, Su An, did nothing and are not your true self.

Giving away your own things as gifts?

Then who do you think you are?

Thinking of this, Su An supplied energy to Beimen Yue.

In short, Su An, who was dancing on a powder keg, not only didn't care, but was also constantly thinking about giving his boss benefits.

Of course, Su An would never have thought of this in his life.

Giving good things to his boss was already Su An's instinctive reaction.

Looking at Su An, who had fallen asleep again, Li Junsu couldn't help but marvel at how good Su An's sleep quality was.

I can sleep for 24 hours a day.

Li Junsu did not stop Bei Menyue, nor did he know that Su An was secretly powering up Bei Menyue.

Therefore, in Li Junsu's view, Su An was too weak and needed to be taught a lesson.

Only Su An is injured in this world.

In a sense, the cursed lone star did not leave Su An; it simply coexisted with him in a different way.

The battle between the heavenly soldiers on the field intensified, and the emperor sat up straight, drawing everyone's attention.

The weapons of the three Buddhist patriarchs are indeed worthy of being forged by Maitreya.

The Vajra Pestle has taken the place of the Thunder Sword and jumped to fifth place.

The Pure Relic directly caused the Pure Yang Whip to curse loudly.

The battle on the field became increasingly intense, and Li Junsu suddenly thought of something.

"Your Majesty," Li Junsu said slowly.

"What is it?" The emperor, yawning, leaned slightly forward, looking at Li Junsu as if they were good buddies.

"Xingling needs to break through to the Demon Emperor realm, so she will be in seclusion for two years," Li Junsu said.

"Good thing." The emperor perked up and nodded.

“I also need to go along,” Li Junsu said after carefully considering his words.

"No," the emperor said without hesitation.

"The Great Qian Dynasty cannot function without you," the emperor said, sitting up straight and becoming serious.

Li Junsu was extremely important, not only because he would proactively seek out work, but more importantly, his mere presence could silence the emperor's court officials.

The court officials are always complaining about being tired. In the past, the emperor had to outwit and outmaneuver them, but now it's much simpler.

"Look at Jun Su, and then look at your pathetic state."

The emperor could always easily dismiss his courtiers' requests for leave with this phrase.

Even someone as eloquent as Wei Zheng would have to wear a mask of pain whenever the emperor mentioned Li Junsu.

Facts speak louder than words, and the court officials were also puzzled: Is the Great Qian Dynasty yours?

You only make tens of thousands a month in salary, why are you risking your life?

Li Junsu is important not only as a person, but also for his symbolic significance.

Li Junsu was one of the nightmares of the important officials of the Daqian Dynasty.

If Li Junsu were to take a break, all the court officials would have to burn incense and pray to Buddha.

"You see, Tuyuhun has been acting a bit unruly lately." The emperor thought for a moment and decided to start by making empty promises.

"Also, with the Taoist sects entering the world, the Buddhist sects will also make moves. You need to pay close attention," the emperor added telepathically.

Then, the emperor looked at Li Junsu, who was deep in thought, and was satisfied.

If you said that to anyone else, they would immediately take their leave.

Especially Li Jing, that lazybones, sometimes he would go to the Liangyi Hall to sit and slack off, and whenever the emperor mentioned any important matters, his Ministry of War would be busy.

Only Jun Su would think things through carefully and then offer a solution.

"Your Majesty, why not let the martial world be a little quieter?" Li Junsu pondered for a moment after hearing the emperor's words, then looked at Beimen Jue.

Liao Hui's statement that the Heavenly Demon Palace was not living up to its name brought Li Junsu back to his senses. The Heavenly Demon Palace could also be used as a sieve.

Instead of having the Six Doors (the government's security agency) keep a tight watch, it's better to go fishing from time to time.

Bei Menjue suddenly shuddered, a sense of foreboding washing over him.

Bei Menjue followed the gaze and saw Li Junsu's deep eyes.

"?" Bei Menjue was stunned for a moment. Why was Li Junsu staring at him?

"Go on," the emperor said, intrigued.

What brilliant ideas does my beloved minister have this time?

“Taoism enters the world, Buddhism welcomes new members, and the Heavenly Demon Palace can also recruit new people.” Li Junsu thought of Bei Menjue’s reputation and tapped the armrest lightly with his fingers.

"Oh, why?" the emperor asked, puzzled.

“The number of independent cultivators is still too large. Even if nine out of ten are obedient, there is still one who is not honest. All these unruly ones together make up a very large group,” Li Junsu explained.

"You're right," the emperor nodded.

"Moreover, there are also some heretical practitioners, or evil people with bad character."

"Therefore, why not have the Heavenly Demon Palace hold a grand event to recruit new talents?"

After Li Junsu finished speaking, his expression turned strange.

"A brutal battle will begin before the training begins. Only three thousand people can be present; the rest will have to stay at the foot of the Heavenly Demon Palace."

"Then, we found the main hall of the Heavenly Demon Palace, where only three hundred people could stay."

"Then, the first thirty people to find the senior brother of the Heavenly Demon Palace can stay."

"The last thirty people will be led by Master Wudu to meet the Heavenly Demon Chaos World."

"Uncle Beimen will step in and turn them into puppets. If anyone is bursting with resentment, they can be made into good materials."

"Then, the identities of these people can be replaced by the Wind Chaser Patrol, which will make it easier to hunt down demonic cultivators in the future."

“Uncle Beimen could also present himself as a powerful figure who first left the Hall of Worship and then was invited back by the Great Qian Dynasty. That way, the demonic path wouldn’t have too much suspicion about him.”

Li Junsu added another layer of protection for Beimen Jue, making the demonic path certain that the relationship between Daqian and Beimen Jue was one of mutual exploitation.

After listening to Li Junsu's entire plan, the emperor pondered for a moment.

"Jun Su, tell the truth." The emperor hesitated for a moment before slowly speaking.

"Your Majesty, please speak," Li Junsu said calmly.

This plan should be fine.

"When you were young, did you ever think about becoming the leader of a demonic sect?" The emperor looked Li Junsu up and down, his tone strange.

It's not that there's anything wrong with Li Junsu's plan, but rather that the demonic essence just feels right.

Only the Heavenly Demon Palace and the Nightmare Demon Hall can afford to play this game.

This kind of recruitment of new members for the demonic path is extremely costly in terms of money and manpower.

If Li Junsu were to establish his own demonic force, he could absolutely stand on equal footing with the Heavenly Demon Palace.

"Fortunately, it was the Six Doors that approached you back then," the emperor said with a hint of relief.

The demonic path is a dog-eat-dog world. This kind of selection process, which only considers the strong and not their character, is the favorite of the demonic masters.

Those who survive this brutal selection process must possess both intellectual prowess and a cold-blooded, ruthless nature.

It would be a waste of talent for such a person not to cultivate demonic arts.