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

"cough."

"You will take turns guarding the post."

Li Junsu coughed lightly and spoke calmly.

If I don't speak up soon, they'll start fighting.

"Humph!"

Li Xi listened to his leader's orders without saying a word, snorted coldly, and turned his head away from the group of demons.

Since the leader had given the order, she naturally had to obey. Looking at the faces of those demons, she was afraid she wouldn't be able to control herself and would take action.

Li Ge narrowed his eyes, his desire to become stronger growing even stronger.

Mo Yun Chu is very strong, extremely strong.

Their strength is about the same as the two barbarian generals.

The two barbarian generals were also able to fight Yinglong.

Although in Mo Yun Chu's own opinion, the current leader is much stronger than her.

In reality, there is a difference, but it's not that big.

King An is now slightly stronger than Yinglong, approaching the level of Emperor Xihuang.

Mo Yun Chu is certainly no match for Prince An, but he is still capable of maneuvering against him.

Of course, they only have the qualifications to maneuver.

However, while he was capable of dealing with Prince An, he could easily defeat anyone else.

For example, Li Geli's attack.

Right now, Li Ge is deep in thought.

Before setting off for the Western Regions, should we seek out our ancestor, the God of War, to see if we can inherit his legacy and become stronger?

"Yes, sir."

On the other side, Mo Yun Chu looked at her leader with a very gentle tone.

This comparison made Li Xi pale in comparison.

Mo Yun Chu naturally noticed Li Ge's gaze, but she only sneered inwardly.

Li Ge wanted to become stronger, and so did she.

Once she advances to the next level, the Demon Clan will have two Supreme Beings.

They directly strangled the Jiuli tribe.

After the Western Regions are destroyed, Your Highness will still have to deal with Shaolin.

Once the world is at peace, the Demon Clan and the Jiuli Clan might very well fight again and settle their score once more.

There are many hidden realms in the world; if the immortal mountains are not enough, there is also the Primordial Thunder Marsh.

A fight is definitely going to happen.

When Mo Yun first thought of this, he simply raised his hand.

The demons quickly arrived outside the former Prince An's Mansion and began to gather their demonic domain.

This time, the Demon Realm only covered a small area.

In the Demon Realm, luxurious palaces began to rise from the ground.

The houses belonging to the soldiers gradually rose up.

The scions of noble families and the followers of the Dragon Ancestor were completely bewildered. What had they just witnessed?

What followed was ecstasy.

If we get help from the demons, wouldn't the repairs be completed in just one day?

Upon seeing this, Li Junsu's eyes flashed.

He had naturally thought of this as well; if the repairs could be completed quickly, there would be no need to use extra manpower and resources.

But he soon discovered the limitations.

Within the Demon Realm, other sources will be constantly devoured.

Only demons can live well within it.

Moreover, the buildings in the Demon Realm are essentially formed from demonic energy.

The royal palace has many powerful figures, so naturally they are not afraid of demonic energy.

However... this does not mean that there are no weaklings in the Prince's Mansion.

The sons and daughters of noble families, the Hu women or foreign princesses and maids, as well as the merfolk, and even the Siren, etc.

Oh, and Li Yinian too.

These beings cannot survive in demonic energy.

Mo Yun Chu was well aware of this, which is why the Demon Realm only occupied a small area within the Prince An's residence.

The scions of noble families and the followers of the Dragon Ancestor also noticed this, and their eyes showed disappointment.

It is possible to build.

But after it's built, they won't have to live anymore.

At present, the scions of noble families and the followers of the Dragon Ancestor continued to repair the royal palace listlessly.

Working is tiring, but if you lived in the Demon Realm, you wouldn't have to work at all.

They can still distinguish between what is important and what is not.

It will only be tiring for a while. After the repairs are completed, the sky will be high enough for birds to fly and the sea wide enough for fish to leap.

There's no need to court death.

In other words, the burden given by Prince An was not heavy; if the ministers were to see the Demon Realm, they would only be overjoyed.

Are there places where living in them leads to a shorter lifespan?

Putting everything else aside, they just hoped that the Taiji Palace and the Liangyi Palace would be quickly enveloped by the Demon Realm.

The emperor had already set up a time-travel formation.

The only good news might be that you can occasionally win at betting on time, and then you can take a half-day off.

The ministers were unaware that this was being deliberately controlled by the emperor.

He planned to proceed step by step, so that one day in the Taiji Palace would be equivalent to one month in the outside world.

Seeing the demons begin to assemble their buildings, the Tiger Slayers were not to be outdone. They looked at the building materials not far away and began to move.

The Taishan wood, which a group of noble families could barely lift with their lives, was raised by a Jiuli warrior with one hand.

The scions of wealthy families who were working like slaves were all astonished.

"Why?"

A scion of a prominent family muttered to himself.

"Because they are from the Jiuli."

Another scion of a prominent family muttered enviously.

Taishan wood, imbued with the essence of Mount Tai, is used to build pavilions that will not rot for thousands of years. Moreover, it carries the charm of the mountains, making it an excellent place to sit, enjoy the scenery, and savor tea.

The garden is going to be expanded, so naturally two more pavilions will need to be built.

But to everyone's surprise, the Jiuli warriors could lift this heavy material with just one hand.

The scions of noble families all had red eyes. If they had such power, would they have to work so hard?

The Jiuli warrior was also unaware of their gaze.

He took the materials and began skillfully dividing them, ready to start building.

The speed was so fast that it surprised everyone else.

Li Junsu was also taken aback.

It's nothing for a soldier to be this fast.

But all the warriors were so fast that the area outside the once somewhat empty royal palace gradually took shape as the territory of the Jiuli tribe.

Although it is not as vast as the one in Lingnan, it is more exquisite.

Meanwhile, the demons had already settled in and then dispatched troops to patrol.

"Seriously!"

"No slacking off!"

"Get to work!"

The demon warriors patrolled the area while shouting angrily.

They encountered a complaining member of the Dragon Ancestor's tribe, and the group swarmed him, beating him until he screamed in agony.

Seeing this, the others worked even harder.

The demons then stopped and began their patrol.

"It doesn't have to be this way."

Li Junsu laughed at the sight and waved his hand helplessly.

The repairs to the Prince An's mansion are not in a hurry; those who don't know the situation might think these people are forced laborers.

"As ordered!"

Upon hearing their leader's order, the other demon warriors immediately changed their tune and stepped forward to help the noble families and the Dragon Ancestor's followers move the materials.

With the help of the demons, the young masters of the noble families all felt a great weight lifted off their shoulders.

Seeing this, Li Junsu left.

It's time to go and learn Taoist arts from the senior Houtu.

As soon as Li Junsu left, the demon warriors carried materials while cursing the others.

At the same time, if someone is slow, you just kick them.

"?"

Everyone else was stunned. Wasn't it... that they could change their tune so quickly?

"Get to work!"

"If you dare to slack off, I won't let you off the hook."

The demon warriors were busy at work while keeping an eye on the others.

The leaders have good tempers, while they have bad tempers.

The Demon Lord would definitely find it just right.

"Elder sister, shall we fire a kiln for His Highness?"

Mo Zhanshan seemed to realize something, so he leaned closer to Mo Yun Chu and whispered something.

The demon race also has its own crafts; in addition to weapons and architecture, their ornaments are also of exceptional quality.

If demons didn't need to eat, they would probably have made progress in the field of agricultural tools as well.

Their kilns are all top-notch; the night-smelting workshops open the kilns at midnight, the fire as red as the moon.

The Dark Star Cup is paired with the Jiuyuan Kiln; one's kiln transformation resembles a shattered starry sky, while the other evokes the image of a dragon lurking in the abyss, profound and mysterious.

Demons can also be literary.

"Your suggestion is good."

Mo Yunchu smiled. It seemed that the Jiuli tribe did not possess this kind of skill.

The Xuanyuan tribe does exist.

It seems that we can now surpass the Jiuli tribe.

"Go, start the furnace at midnight tonight."

"As ordered!"

Demon War Mountain immediately sprang into action.

The demons have started using literary techniques, and others on the other side have also started using literary techniques.

......

Jiangshan Academy

Xing Sha, the former head of the Six Doors, changes his tune as quickly as a demon.

"Get to work!"

"If you are slow and His Majesty questions you, I will not let you off the hook."

Xing Sha watched as the constables worked themselves to the bone, while he patrolled and supervised them with an iron fist.

With the expansion of the imperial city, the Jiangshan Academy was also officially established at this time.

At this moment, Xing Sha, the deputy palace master, began to supervise.

As the former head of the Six Doors, he had no qualms about exploiting his constables.

"Didn't you eat?"

"If you can't even carry stones, how can you lift weapons and protect the peaceful days of the people?"

"Hurry up, hurry up."

Xing Sha patrolled the area, speaking occasionally.

Under this pressure, the constables became much more efficient.

It is only because they come from respectable families that they can withstand such exploitation.

"Master of the Punishment Palace..."

At that moment, a voice came, causing Xing Sha to pause in his actions.

"Oops~"

"Duke Zhou!"

"How did you come?"

Xing Sha quickly stepped forward and bowed with a smile.

He was originally the palace master, but later became the deputy.

Who will become the head of Jiangshan Academy?

That would naturally be the Duke of Zhou.

Is there anyone more suitable to take charge of the Jiangshan Academy than this person?

As for the Confucian patriarch, he was the first teacher of Jiangshan Academy.

The emperor also sent people to contact the founders of the other schools of thought.

At Jiangshan Academy, one cultivates both literary and martial arts, and integrates various schools of thought.

One can learn the skills of the Mohists, the strategies of the military strategists, the benevolence of the Confucians, and the principles and techniques of the Legalists.

What the emperor wanted was all kinds of talented people.

There are not many people who can convince the founders of all schools of thought; the Duke of Zhou can barely be considered one.

He established rites and music, led troops into battle, punished rebels and quelled rebellions, and also taught others how to farm and evolved the Later Heaven Bagua.

With such a polymath in charge, even if some of the founders of the Hundred Schools of Thought were dissatisfied, they would still treat him with respect.

The Xing Sha are responsible for teaching the children martial arts skills, such as riding and archery.

"I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to take a good look at the students in the world today."

Duke Zhou looked at Xing Sha and laughed.

"Don't worry, senior."

"We plan to have Taibai and Zimei come here to study at Jiansu Mountain. They are definitely not bad."

"Also, the Wang family of Taiyuan has produced a promising talent named Wang Wei, who is a good prospect."

"There is also a local clan named Meng Haoran who takes care of both nobles and poor families."

"There is also a commoner named Li Siye who is said to have superhuman strength. I sent someone to find out more about him."

Xing Sha said with a smile.

"good."

Upon hearing this, Duke Zhou nodded.

The two then began to discuss how to teach the students.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the world, academies were also opening classes.

......

Esoteric Buddhism, Holy Mountain

"Chief, those barbarians can still produce incense, though very little."

"However... many of the secret techniques of Tantric Buddhism require someone to activate them."

"I think they're pretty good."

Grayish-white flower rubbed her hands together with a smile and spoke softly.

"Hmm...then bring up the esoteric Buddhist treasury."

Mao Du looked at the sacred pool in front of him and slowly spoke.

Hui Baihua is right; we can't let the commoners from the Western Regions fill the gaps.

It was just right for the barbarians to fill in.

Ningma Hong and Gaju Zhi stepped forward and presented two Sumeru rings.

Without even glancing at it, Mao Du took the Sumeru Ring and waved his hand.

A vast amount of treasures, including tribal totems, secret treasures of the fierce slaves, and items from the imperial dynasty, all poured into the pool.

The pool water gushed out directly under such a massive amount of treasures.

The pool water had submerged the poisoned calves and was still rising.

This shows just how outrageous the foundation of Tantric Buddhism truly is.

The pool water overflowed and then began to churn.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling golden light shot straight up into the clouds.

The golden light soared into the sky, then transformed into tiny golden rays that fell to the ground.

Each ray of light that landed slowly transformed into a human figure.

Several beams of light fell into the main hall of the Tantric sect, and the stone statues that had been nurtured by the Great Dark Heaven slowly transformed into human form.

These esoteric Buddhist masters slowly opened their eyes.

An eerie and ominous aura, carrying immense pressure, emanated from their bodies.

The fact that Tantric Buddhism could rule the Western Regions for a thousand years speaks volumes.

Although the power of the later patriarchs diminished with each generation of initiation, their strength gradually declined.

However... the first few generations of masters in the Tantric school were quite powerful.

Although he was only a first-rate Martial Venerable, he was still capable of fighting against the imperial dynasty.

What Mao Du wanted was to directly reflect on the martial lords hidden in the secret realm.

The hidden martial masters are truly top-tier martial masters.

It's a pity they encountered the Jade Emperor, who killed them all with a single palm strike.

Otherwise, given the strength of the secret treasury at that time, there was much that could have been accomplished.

Currently, the founders of Tantric Buddhism are alive, and the forces on the other side should not be underestimated.

As the golden light touched the ground, the warriors belonging to the tribes slowly appeared in the world.

The first to be reflected were the five kings of the Five Kings Alliance.

There are also the five tribes under their command.

They slowly opened their eyes and saw the current situation in the Western Regions.

Then, they were stunned.

"what's the situation?"

The wolf king stared blankly at the blond barbarian before him.

The foreign barbarians who had been captured to worship the plow and Yudujin watched as several figures emerged from the golden light, and they worshipped the plow even more sincerely.

They were terrified that these lunatics might kill them at the slightest provocation.

This group of people is truly bloodthirsty and barbaric.

Their defenders were hacked to death, and anyone who dared to resist, regardless of age or gender, was killed instantly.

The foreign barbarians were terrified.

This is the Western Regions.

How did we survive?

The Tree King was also somewhat bewildered.

"waste."

Eagle King glanced at his other colleagues and muttered something to himself.

Five people were defeated by a mere child.

What else could it be but waste?

"Who knew he was so crazy, directly risking his life to save another, using that kind of secret technique. He himself wouldn't have lived long anyway."

Upon hearing this, the Deer King frowned.

Then, the five martial masters of the Five Kings Alliance began to criticize each other for being ridiculously bad at the game.

"If your White Eagle reinforcements had been a little faster, we would have taken it down long ago."

"If your Moon Wolf had been a little faster, we would have already invaded the dynasty. Li Guang is ridiculous too, he keeps getting lost when he goes into battle, but he's incredibly tough at defending the city."

"But it's still because you're all useless."

"You are the waste!"

As the martial masters were talking, the sky and earth changed color, and it looked like they were about to fight.

"All right."

A voice came from far away.

"Who?"

"Who are you to interrupt us when we're talking..."

Several martial arts masters clearly had rather bad tempers.

When someone tries to mediate a fight, the first reaction is to get angry.

Upon seeing who it was, the five martial masters' legs went weak and they immediately knelt down.

"Impersonating...impersonating the Poisonous Khan?!"