"Change it, change it! I don't want to know about failed cases."
"There was a fairy named Yang Chan, who was Yang Jian's younger sister and was known as the Third Holy Mother. By chance, at the foot of Mount Hua, she was tricked into marriage by the handsome Liu Yanchang and gave birth to a child named Liu Chenxiang!"
"Then, after being discovered, this woman was personally suppressed by Yang Jian beneath Mount Hua, but then, an unexpected event occurred..."
"Then, by chance, with the help of many gods, he successfully rescued his mother, bringing the story to a perfect end. He also achieved the supreme filial piety and Buddha fruit, becoming immortal and living as long as the heavens."
"Hmm, Yang Jian and his nephew Liu Chenxiang, their experiences are quite similar. Only, one succeeded, and the other failed. One had a Taoist master intervene, yet failed to save his mother. The other had a Buddhist master intervene, yet succeeded in saving his mother. Is this telling me the importance of having powerful connections?"
"But who can I turn to for support? That doesn't seem reliable either. It's better to rely on myself than others. I'd better look into other options!"
After a while, the system responded again.
"There is a celestial maiden named Weaver Girl, the daughter of the Queen Mother of the West. She is kind, lovely, lively, and innocent... In the end, she and the Cowherd are separated on opposite sides of the Milky Way, and can only meet on the Qixi Festival every year!"
"There was a group of celestial maidens in heaven, known as the Seven Fairy Maidens. They were the daughters of the Jade Emperor. They were kind and beautiful, and... In the end, all seven fairy maidens married mortals..."
Looking at the system's introduction, Xu Xian was speechless. How come all these people yearning for mortal life are relatives of the Heavenly Emperor?!
From his sister Yao Ji, to his niece Yang Chan, the Third Holy Mother, to his nominal wife, the Weaver Girl, the adopted daughter of the Queen Mother of the West, and then to his daughter, the Seventh Fairy, this is truly a full-fledged scheme!
There's really nothing more to say about the extent to which the Heavenly Emperor reigns supreme!
The Jade Emperor said: Is it my fault?
"Change it, change it, change it! What kind of junk is this? Change it for me!"
"The Three Wu and One Zong Emperors once persecuted Buddhism, and the details are as follows..."
"Suppressing Buddhism? That's something to consider. If I were the Human Emperor, who would dare to make things difficult for me? Who would dare to say that Suzhen's marriage to me was problematic? In the end, it's just a matter of not having enough power!"
"However, these four emperors were incredibly unlucky! They suppressed Buddhism one day and died suddenly from illness the next. Isn't Buddhism far too insidious? They even dared to use underhanded tactics against emperors!"
"Too violent. It seems that if I were to take action in the future, I would have to be extremely cautious and not expose my target right away!"
...
"Excellent, excellent! The Heavenly Emperor ascends to the Heroic Palace, the sun rises in the east, turning everything red, sweeping away all demons and monsters. What are the various schools of thought, what are immortals, Buddhas, demons, and ancient sages? Before this Heavenly Emperor, they will all be killed. This is truly a great man!"
"Black Mountain Demon, Wang Zhong, Seven Killings Stele..."
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Chapter Thirty-Two: The Heroes of the Han Dynasty Who Seized the Nest
Time flies like water, never to return. Before we knew it, ten years had passed.
For Pang Tong, over the past ten years, under his personal guidance, Xu Xian had successfully transformed from a marquis into one of the most prominent warlords in the entire south.
Although they couldn't be called major warlords, and couldn't compare to the big bosses in the north, they had at least stepped onto the stage of vying for supremacy.
Of course, none of that matters. What matters is that, to date, many heroes have traveled to this world thanks to Xu Xian's good fortune, enjoying the resources and benefits he brought.
"Greetings, strategist."
"Um."
"Greetings, strategist."
"Um."
As the chief civil official under the Yangzhou military governor, Pang Tong was certainly entitled to nod in agreement when faced with the crowds who greeted him along the way.
Looking at these well-trained soldiers and composed civil officials, Pang Tong felt a great sense of accomplishment. After greeting them, he went to his room, closed the doors and windows, lay down on the bed, and began to sleep.
A moment later, he suddenly opened his eyes, carefully sensed his surroundings, and after confirming that no one was around, Pang Tong cautiously nodded.
Then, he stretched out his hands and began to cast a spell. At the same time, he pulled up his sleeves, and with various magical hand gestures, a mark appeared on his left arm, on his originally fair skin.
The mark, like a tattoo, was shaped like a watch. Then, the watch emitted a barely perceptible light that seeped into Pang Tong's body.
"Password!"
"When the Great Way prevails, the world belongs to all..."
"Password!"
"The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao..."
"Password!"
"I have no idea!"
"The answer is completely correct. Hello, Number One, is there anything you need?"
"Let's begin the meeting."
Between the questions and answers, Pang Tong lay back down on the bed, his eyes losing their luster. His entire being had been transported to a mysterious and unpredictable place through the mark.
Here, the secrets of heaven are invisible; here, the past is unknowable; here, the future is uncertain. In fact, this very place where the meeting is held is a magic weapon.
It's a temporarily created space inside a magical artifact, so its secrecy is top-notch! Even a celestial being couldn't see through it! Even if they discovered something unexpected, they wouldn't be able to obtain any confidential information!
Suddenly, a reception room appeared. Inside the reception room, there was a long table. Neatly arranged chairs were placed on both sides of the table.
Pang Tong nodded and went directly to the left side, below the head seat. The left side was where the civil officials sat, and their seating arrangement was based on the order of arrival, to avoid any unnecessary disputes.
A moment later, figures appeared. Upon closer inspection, one would realize that they were all heroes from the Wu Kingdom in the main world.