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Chapter 200 Subduing the Secret Realm

Outside the secret realm, the bewilderment of the two ancestors remained unknown to the others.

At this moment, surrounded by the Hundred Herbs Spirit Pattern, Li Junsu could feel a sense of intuitive control over the Spirit Realm.

The Hundred Herbs Spirit Pattern sensed the Nine Li Military Talisman and felt an affinity for it, wanting to merge with it.

The origin of the Jiuli tribe's own blood and energy is actually the transformation of the Shennong tribe's innate massive vitality into a powerful blood and energy.

The two tribes are like the black and white sides of a yin-yang symbol.

The blood and energy of the Jiuli warriors made them incredibly brave and skilled in warfare.

The vitality of life taught the Shennong people to be compassionate and have empathy for all under heaven.

With a thought, Li Junsu stopped the fusion of the Hundred Herbs Spirit Pattern and the Nine Li Military Talisman, and instead mobilized the earth vein energy within his body.

The earth's energy slowly enveloped the essence of the secret realm.

The source gradually quieted down.

Li Junsu opened his eyes. He said he would keep it safe, so it was just safekeeping.

"Okay, you can go now."

Simu Ding looked at Li Junsu, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes.

She admired the person in front of her who was a man of his word.

Upon hearing this, Li Junsu subconsciously activated the secret realm's source.

With a thought, all the scenery of the secret realm rushed towards him.

Space gradually dissolves.

The essence within the body radiates a dazzling light.

Li Junsu could sense that the origin of the secret realm was beginning to nurture his own life force.

His vitality suddenly surged.

The lifeless aura flowed lazily, as if languishing in the moment.

After merging with its master, the master's life force will directly transform into the Great Dao.

The Great Dao will never perish, and the Dao Master will never die.

A mere glimmer of hope, utterly useless.

......

Outside, as the light from the door turning a bluish-gold color dissipated, the figures of Li Junsu and his group slowly coalesced in the center of the courtyard.

The Xuanyuan clan and the Lord of War immediately turned their gazes toward them.

“I knew it. How could Shennong possibly pass on his legacy to Jun Su?”

As expected of a close friend of Shennong, Xuanyuan immediately spotted the token on Beimen Yue's waist among the group.

The warlord breathed a sigh of relief. If Shennong had passed on his legacy to Jun Su, he would have had a real headache.

You can't beat up your uncle like you beat up the King of Men, can you?

He had no grudges against Shennong; on the contrary, they had a good relationship.

Leaving the Shennong tribe boils down to just seven words.

Different road non-phase plan.

"The Human Emperor, Jiang You."

As soon as the Simu Ding appeared, it saw the two familiar figures and greeted them with some surprise.

"Jiang You? Li Tan!"

Xuanyuan seemed to realize something, so he leaned forward, placed his hand on the table, and looked at the Lord of War with a mocking expression.

Upon hearing this title, the Lord of War's eyes narrowed.

Li Tan is a respectful title used by the Gu tribe, with Li representing the Jiuli tribe.

However, the word "贪" (tān) does not refer to greed in its literal sense.

In the language of the Gu tribe, greed is associated with bravery, wisdom, and also with honorifics.

Therefore, the meaning of "黎贪" is the ruler of the Nine Li tribes.

But Xuanyuan was unaware of these things. Before he passed away, he met with the Lord of War and learned that he had such a name in the Gu Clan. He was immediately delighted.

How could such a name be so fitting for Jiuli You?

Upon hearing the Simu Ding mention the name Jiang You today, Xuanyuan realized that Jiuli You actually had other names.

The word "Li Tan" thus came to mind.

"Li Tan?"

Shennong's staff looked at the Human Emperor with some surprise.

"The honorific name given to him by the Gu clan."

Xuanyuan leaned back, looking at the Lord of War with a smile in his eyes.

The other martial arts masters in the courtyard, and even the Four Fiends, all lowered their heads in unison.

There are some things that the emperor dares to say, but they dare not listen to.

Listening to this will kill you.

"It's better than having three thousand beauties."

The Lord of War shrugged, looking at the Xuanyuan Clan with a playful glint in his eyes.

"Can we not talk about this?"

Upon hearing this, Xuanyuan was immediately overwhelmed by the filial piety of his descendants.

"Yes, people say you are ruthless and cruel, and that you plotted to harm the descendants of the Shennong tribe."

The warlord nodded and brought up the rumors circulating among the people.

"Let's talk about my three thousand beauties instead."

Xuanyuan waved his hand, speaking wearily.

"On another note, why didn't you go with Jun Su when he destroyed the Renshu Sword Court?"

Xuanyuan seemed to realize something, looked at Li Junsu, and changed the subject.

"What should I do?"

The warlord countered with a question.

Li Junsu knew perfectly well why the Xuanyuan clan had brought this up, and he couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

It's nothing more than the fancy tricks of Confucianism.

After the Zhou Dynasty gained control of the country, records show that the military leader and the human emperor fought for the throne.

This is still considered normal at this moment.

However, later Confucian scholars, starting from the Warring States period, were wrong, claiming that You Weishi was the one who started the rebellion.

Later, Sima Qian directly called them rebellious figures who disobeyed the emperor's orders, and the emperor became a sage king who waged war.

Later, after Emperor Guangwu, through the combined efforts of apocryphal scholars and Confucianists, the God of War was completely transformed into a demon with a bronze head that ate sand.

"However, it's still early, and it won't be as outrageous as it will be in later generations."

Li Junsu thought to himself.

The further back in time we go, the less influence Confucianism has, and the better the reputation of the military strategist becomes.

In Xuanqin, the First Emperor worshipped eight divine masters, which were different from the eight divine masters in Qi. The third divine master was the God of War.

According to the Qi region's worship of nature, the military leader could not possibly surpass the sun, moon, yin, and yang and directly ascend to the third position.

However, the First Emperor directly elevated the Lord of War to the level of the third god, ranking third among all gods.

Emperor Gaozu followed this tradition and performed a sacrificial ceremony to the God of War before going to war.

Later, Emperor Wu also held a ceremony to worship the Eight Gods.

From the Xuanqin era to the Daqian era, it was a perfectly normal custom to offer sacrifices to the God of War before going to war.

Contrary to what later generations believe, the Lord of War was a demon in ancient times, bringing chaos to the world and hated by all.

The further back in history, the greater the influence of Confucianism became, and the more majestic the image of the Human Emperor as a sage king grew. In contrast, the Military Lord became more and more like a demon.

"Later generations recorded that you ate sand with a bronze head."

Xuanyuan thought about the books he had read and carefully considered his words before speaking.

"Oh."

The warlord responded calmly.

"Gone?"

Xuanyuan looked at the Lord of War and paused for a moment.

"if not?"

The warlord looked Xuanyuan up and down.

"Aren't you angry? Then go with Jun Su and destroy the Renshu Sword Court."

Xuanyuan emphasized.

"I lost."

The Lord of War rested his chin on one hand, looked at the Emperor, and spoke calmly.

"If you lose, you have to be prepared to be criticized."

"If you don't even have this much self-awareness, how can I lead your elite troops?"

The warlord then laughed.

The people in the courtyard were not surprised to hear this.

This is the demeanor of a supreme being.

Although the Lord of War remained calm, Li Huang, not far away, was already preparing to sharpen his blade and slaughter the Confucianists.

"You'd better not. Find a day and come with me to kill some unworthy descendants."

Xuanyuan waved his hand as he spoke.

"You are the Holy King."

The warlord said with a smile.

He had naturally read these books, but considering that even when later generations depicted him as a demon, they did not deny his power, he took it as a compliment.

"I am not some holy king."

Xuanyuan laughed as well, showing great disdain for the so-called legend of the holy king defeating demons.

He was still human after all, and every time he was robbed by the warlord, he would curse him out in private.

Moreover, compared to the sage kings depicted by Confucianism who subjugate rebellious demons, what he wanted was a benevolent emperor who defeated a warlord who had won every battle and swept across the world.

This is what the Xuanyuan clan believed: good will never prevail over evil.

A person who wins the hearts of the people and practices benevolence can also defeat a warlord who sweeps across the world and wins every battle.

The warlord naturally saw the meaning in Xuanyuan's eyes and suddenly smiled.

"why are you laughing?"

"It's nothing. Next time I beat you up, I'll go easy on you."

"you!"

The two resumed their usual bickering.

"They're so strange."

Bai Xingling leaned closer to Li Junsu and began to complain.

"Between arch-rivals...that's normal."

Li Junsu said.

Then, Li Junsu closed his eyes and began to control the death energy.