Tang Hao looked at Xiao Zhi with a strange expression. Pokémon? What are those? Are they similar to the spirit beasts in his world?
After thinking for a moment, Tang Hao's gaze fell upon the Pokémon Story Star behind Ash, and he became interested in it. He decided to go and check out the Pokémon Story Star later.
"So," the Drunken Sword Immortal said lazily, "has everyone completely ignored the Heavenly Blade?"
A brief silence fell over the Hall of Mist as many people turned to look at Song Que, who remained seated silently in his chair.
"Please don't worry about me." Song Que's words were completely calm, making it impossible to know what he was feeling at that moment.
“Song Que is indeed quite pitiful,” Tony Stark sighed. “His appearance, talent, strategy, and martial arts skills are all top-notch. The only pity is that he’s not good at judging people.”
Song Que wasn't angry; his voice remained unchanged, "That's true, but that's not important. What's important is that some losses are enough to be suffered once..."
"Since the Twin Dragons of Yangzhou do not want to contend for the world and prefer to live in seclusion in the mountains, then let them be beggars for the rest of their lives."
Sawada Tsunayoshi silently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, muttering to himself. Sure enough, though he appeared calm on the surface, he was still very angry inside.
“Song Que is considered to have a good temper,” Ying Zheng said expressionlessly. “If I encountered such a person in my world… they should be torn apart by five horses.”
As an emperor, Ying Zheng felt a strong sense of identification when gazing upon the stars of the Tang Dynasty, especially at the end… the Twin Dragons of Yangzhou, abandoning the world so readily and decisively. They didn't consider the feelings of the generals and ministers who followed him… He just wanted to laugh.
The victor is king, the loser is villain; when did the imperial throne become something so easily obtained?
You've acted so recklessly, but what about the ministers who follow you? What about the others who have pinned their hopes and fortunes on you?
“After all, you are the emperor,” Huang Rong smiled and said softly, “If someone deceives you… wouldn’t they be committing the crime of deceiving the emperor? Not exterminating their entire family is already a testament to your good temper.”
“I only care about one thing,” Conan said thoughtfully. “Judging from what Mr. Tiandao said, in his world, the Twin Dragons of Yangzhou have not yet obtained the Longevity Manual and thus set foot in the martial world?”
“That’s true,” Song Que replied frankly.
"So, what are you planning to do next?" Tony Stark cut to the chase. "The Yangzhou Twin Dragons are unreliable, and your own son... doesn't seem like the makings of an emperor."
"Actually, I've always wondered why you don't fight for the world yourself? If you wanted to, you would have had a very good chance of ascending to the throne."
"Because, in the heart of Song Que, the Heavenly Blade, there is only the blade."
Whitebeard stroked the patterns on the back of the chair, staring with interest at Song Que, who was shrouded in mist. The pirate world also had many great swordsmen who only pursued the sword, so Whitebeard could understand Song Que's thoughts to some extent: "Because his wife might hinder his progress, he married an ugly wife."
"Becoming emperor is a lifelong pursuit for many people. But it is not the case for Song Que."
"I see. There's nothing we can do then." A look of helplessness appeared on Tony Stark's face.
"So, which one are you going to support next?" Ying Zheng asked in a deep voice, "Li Shimin?"
“No, I’m going to wait.” Song Que’s voice was calm, as always. “I’m going to combine the future that the Speaker of the Council revealed with a new assessment of the young heroes of the world.”
“Actually,” Huang Rong pursed her lips, “we don’t need to worry about Song Que in this regard. Maybe he will continue to grow stronger in the council and soon reach the next level of his mindset… for example, having no knife in hand, yet everything is a knife, completely breaking free from the current mindset that requires him to be obsessed with the knife.”
"By then, he will roll up his sleeves and conquer the world himself. Nothing is impossible... The council itself is the greatest wonder of the endless world."
"Sister Huang Rong makes a lot of sense." Xiao Yu nodded in deep agreement.
Gu Xun'er glanced at Song Que with some emotion, "Many people in the council are limited by their own world... If they were in a world of martial arts or a higher level world, they would definitely have a more brilliant life."
“Isn’t Tang San the best example?” Saeko Busujima said with a smile.
Tang Hao paused, but didn't say anything more. Because it was simply the truth.
Tang San, who was a disciple of the Tang Clan in his previous life, went to the Douluo World, which has a higher level of power, and went on to become the Sea God and the Asura God.
“Don’t even mention Tang San,” Tony Stark said flippantly. “Just look at Zhang Sanfeng. He joined the council, broke free of his chains… and really, as your ancient Chinese saying goes, ‘The roc spreads its wings and soars for 30,000 miles,’ he has soared to the heavens.”
Song Que's eyelids twitched. What kind of strange ancient Chinese saying was this? Where did you hear it from? He had never heard of it before.
In the Hall of Misty Clouds, mist rose from a chair, and then Zhang Sanfeng suddenly appeared from it.
He nodded to the crowd, then turned to look at Su Han on the bronze throne.
“Your Excellency Speaker of the Council,” Zhang Sanfeng said sincerely, “I have made all the necessary preparations in our world, and we are ready to offer sacrifices to Heaven at any time.”
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 237 Zhang Cuishan: After ten years at sea, I almost thought I had traveled to a mythical world when I returned (Third update)
"Sacrifice...to Heaven?" Song Que's gaze sharpened.
His heart was in turmoil. Although he didn't know what it was, he could sense something unusual just from the name. Not to mention... Zhang Sanfeng was speaking to Su Han, who was suspected to be a supreme immortal, in such a way.
He forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart and asked, "May I ask what the meaning is of this sacrifice to Heaven?"
"For me, offering sacrifices to Heaven is equivalent to the Fengshan ceremony at Mount Tai," Ying Zheng said calmly. "Of course, for Zhang Sanfeng, it may not be the same... but the specifics are unclear."
After a brief pause, Ying Zheng glanced at Song Que and said, "For us, whether we observe or participate, it is an excellent choice."
"The Fengshan ceremony at Mount Tai, the site of Qin Shi Huang's sacrifice?" Song Que fell silent, suddenly becoming interested in the subject.
After scanning the scene, Su Han suddenly spoke up, "So, who are the people who want to go to Zhang Sanfeng's world?"
“As I said before, please include me.” Gu Xun’er’s voice was calm.
“I also really want to go,” Madara Uchiha said expressionlessly, looking at Zhang Sanfeng. “I just don’t know if Mr. Zhang Sanfeng is willing.”
“It’s not that I’m unwilling,” Zhang Sanfeng said solemnly, “but Mr. Ban, don’t forget the agreement we initially reached. The tasks of the weak world should be completed by the relatively weak people in the council.”