"Only 15,000? That's so little?"
Fang Chen was taken aback. Japan is known for its alluring women and is the hometown of Teacher Cang. Western Europe is even more vast and is known for its beautiful women with blue eyes and fair skin.
There couldn't possibly be only this many women.
"Your Majesty, these are the finest of the finest, selected jointly by the three inspectors. The rest were not brought along," Gan Ning quickly explained, seeing the Emperor's confusion.
"I see."
Fang Chen nodded, a thought forming in his mind. "General Gan, how about this? You select five hundred women each from Yamato and Western Europe, dividing them into twenty dance troupes of fifty each, to perform songs and dances exclusively for me!"
"Let the rest be distributed as rewards to all the soldiers!"
Fang Chen plans to find dance books in real life and form a beautiful girls' dance team. He wants to learn all kinds of dances, including twerking, belly dancing, and TikTok dances.
When you're tired from traveling the world, come back here, watch all kinds of dances, and relax your mind and body.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Gan Ning was overjoyed upon hearing this. His soldiers were all tough men, and seeing so many beautiful women made them restless. His Majesty's gift of such a beauty was an immense favor.
"I'll leave the matter of rewarding the soldiers to Minister Zhuge and Minister Pang." Fang Chen finished speaking and looked at Zhuge Liang and Pang Tong on either side of the hall.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
...
After the court session ended, all sorts of martial arts manuals were brought over.
Fang Chen sat in the imperial study, holding a book in his hand, which recorded the names, origins, and sects of the secret manuals he had obtained.
To be honest, Yu Yao, Gan Ning, and others really went to great lengths for these secret manuals, practically bringing over the scripture libraries of other sects.
The imperial study was completely filled with them.
"...Isn't this Xiang Shaoyu's martial arts from Qin's Moon? Why isn't he invincible?"
Fang Chen flipped through the books one by one, and was suddenly taken aback.
What I obtained were all early and mid-stage martial arts techniques from various schools and sects; the most powerful killing moves were missing.
He saw Gao Jianli's zither music and Yi Shui Han, but not the most powerful Xiao Feng Zhan sword technique.
I also saw Duanmu Rong's signature martial art: Flower Rain Silver Needles.
And Thor's Fist with the giant iron hammer.
......
As for the other martial arts, they are all obscure and complicated martial arts. There are no examples of the Seven Flying Rainbow Swords or Hundred Steps Flying Sword of Sword Saint Gai Nie, or the martial arts Phoenix Dance in the Nine Heavens, Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix, or Lightning Divine Step from Qin's Moon.
Currently, the only thing Fang Chen values is Thor's Fist.
This fist technique can be combined with hard qigong, which can greatly enhance its power!
"Minister Yu, are you sure you've collected all the martial arts manuals from every school and sect in the world?" Fang Chen frowned after roughly browsing through all the manuals.
It is obvious that the core martial arts of each sect are missing, or that the major sects have hidden them away.
"Your Majesty, eighteen sects refused to hand over their secret manuals, so they were wiped out. The rest have all submitted to the dynasty," Yu Yao said.
"I see..."
Fang Chen's eyes showed a thoughtful expression as he slowly asked, "Minister Yu, how many notorious bandits are in the imperial prison?"
Fang Chen felt that only the Thunder God Fist was worth practicing; the other martial arts were all relatively low-level. He hadn't collected any high-level martial arts, so he could only absorb internal energy to increase his strength first.
The notorious thieves in the imperial prison have had all their power drained, so they can use it without any psychological pressure.
"Your Majesty, a group has been released under the general amnesty, but the remaining ones are notorious bandits and tyrants, numbering 152," Yu Yao said, bowing.
"Okay, take me to see it."
Fang Chen's eyes lit up. So much of it! If it drained all my internal energy, I'd definitely explode.
"Your Majesty, you must not take such a risk! Those notorious bandits and villains have blood on their hands. If anything happens to you, how can I face the people of the world?" Yu Yao was so frightened by Fang Chen's intention to enter the prison that she took a few steps back.
"It's alright, I'm not that weak."
Fang Chen waved his hand and said without a doubt.
"Alright, alright, I'll take my leave now to make some arrangements," Yu Yao said, bowing to Fang Chen.
"Alright, go ahead."
......
The imperial prison of the dynasty was located north of the imperial city.
In a dungeon more than ten meters underground, paved entirely with bluestone slabs, Fang Chen, dressed in plain clothes, was accompanied by four experts with bulging temples. If anyone who posed a threat to Fang Chen made a move, they would definitely be killed by the four experts.
Yu Yao walked ahead, leading the way for Fang Chen.
"Sir, this man is named Zhang Huan. He is a habitual offender, a lecherous man. For the sake of a woman, he did not hesitate to kill more than a hundred villagers. He will be executed in three days." Yu Yao suddenly pointed to a burly, muscular man in a stone cell on the left, his eyes showing fear.
"Zhang Heng, do you know your crime?" Fang Chen stared coldly at the death row inmate.
To Fang Chen's surprise, Zhang Heng remained silent, as if he hadn't heard a word.