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Chapter 239 Wang Gan's Little Notebook
Wang Gan's expression also turned serious.
"Since the Five Barbarian Invasions, do you know how many Han Chinese have died?"

Shang Xiufang paused, then said with a look of shame,
"Xiufang... doesn't know."

Wang Gan's tone was stern.

"More than tens of millions have died or been injured! Because foreign tribes want to establish a regime in the Central Plains of our Han people, and to control the majority with a minority, they must slaughter people and exterminate the population!"

"The Five Barbarian Invasions plunged China into desolation in the north. People migrated south, and barbarians were everywhere. The Han Chinese were nearly slaughtered!"

"Fortunately, although various non-Han peoples have established separatist regimes among the Han Chinese in the Central Plains since the Wei and Jin dynasties, they have only prospered for a short time, controlling only a region, and at most, they have faced a north-south confrontation. They have never established a unified dynasty like the Sui, Han, and Qin dynasties!"

"But it was precisely because foreign tribes constantly carved up the Central Plains and slaughtered our people that the fortunes of the Han Chinese in the Central Plains finally plummeted to rock bottom!"

Wang Gan felt a pang of regret.
Although this world cannot be the same as the previous one, history still has commonalities.

"It's like a chaste and virtuous woman constantly resisting, only to be repeatedly abused and forced to lose her place."

"By now, the girl's legs were already mostly spread apart, with only one final kick left!"

As soon as this statement came out, the whole hall was shocked!

The words may be rough, but the reasoning is sound. The Holy Emperor's words were indeed a bit too rough, but the logic behind them caught everyone's attention, and it seemed to be true!

Wang Gan sighed deeply.
"The Li family, being familiar with the Hu people, though not being unfamiliar with them, will surely treat both Hu and Han people equally. At that time, the Han people's diverse cultural traditions, iron-smelting technology, and warfare techniques will be used to their advantage!"

"By then, the Han people's advantage in warfare will be completely wiped out!"

"In the future, the change of dynasties in the great unification will inevitably be a cycle of one barbarian and one Han!"

Wang Gan's tone was solemn.

"It's like once a girl's legs are fully spread open, the second time becomes much easier. Once a girl's legs are spread open once, there will inevitably be a second and a third time."

Although Wang Gan's words were crude, they left everyone speechless for a long time.

Although most of what Wang Gan said was conjecture without any actual basis, people had a strange feeling that the future history would be just as Wang Gan had predicted.

And this is indeed the case. From the Tang Dynasty onwards, due to the grandeur of the Tang Dynasty, which embraced all ethnic groups and opened its doors wide, the warfare technology of ethnic minorities advanced by leaps and bounds, and the war advantage of the Han people became increasingly insignificant.

This is why later nomadic tribes repeatedly seized power from our Han dynasties and killed hundreds of millions of our Han people!

"This"

Shang Xiufang looked astonished, also shocked by these earth-shattering words.

"This is merely the Holy Emperor's conjecture..."

Although it was just conjecture, Shang Xiufang was actually vaguely shaken in her heart.

"Even so, does the Holy Emperor intend to make enemies of so many barbarian tribes?"

Shang Xiufang came to her senses, sighed softly, and voiced her final question.

"To be an enemy?!"

Wang Gan laughed heartily.
"A few scoundrels, just dogs of a certain breed!"

"You dare to be my enemy?!"

“At that time, Song Que also asked me why I would use the power of the Song clan to support this emperor. I only replied that the Han people should be the leader, and the other races should be governed by the way of the king, their writing should be destroyed, their race should be exterminated, and they should be divided into different classes. Those who do not submit should be beheaded!”

"They think they can kill Han people for the sake of rule, but I can't kill them?!"

"If one person disobeys, I will kill one; if ten thousand disobey, I will kill ten thousand!" These words, laced with murderous intent, drew everyone's attention, and the air in the entire Manqing Tower instantly turned cold.

The Hu tribesmen who were originally involved, upon hearing such arrogant words, were indignant and were about to stand up and refute them.

But when he looked up and saw Wang Gan's imposing presence, like a god or demon, towering like a mountain, he was immediately terrified and dared not utter a word.

Shang Xiufang took a deep breath, also intimidated by Wang Gan's murderous aura.
"Even if the Holy Emperor's martial prowess is unparalleled and he can suppress the Hu tribes for a time, what will the Holy Emperor do when the Hu tribes rise again after the Holy Emperor's death?"

"Won't the people of the Central Plains still be slaughtered again?"

Wang Gan laughed loudly, causing the building to tremble uncontrollably.
"A hundred years from now?! Who says I can only live for a hundred years?"

"I have cultivated the Longevity Technique, which allows me to live for three hundred years!"

"In ancient times, there were the Yellow Emperor and the Yan Emperor, who lived to be 150 years old. Now there is my Holy Emperor, who can live for five cycles of sixty years, becoming a divine king and establishing a holy dynasty that lasts for ten thousand generations!"

Three hundred years?! Immortality?!

Can the Longevity Technique truly grant immortality?!
Everyone's expression changed drastically, they were shocked and almost jumped up!
The ultimate pursuit of rulers throughout history, or rather, the ultimate pursuit of humankind, has actually been achieved by the Holy Emperor Wang Gan before us?!

Almost simultaneously, an extreme greed arose in the hearts of everyone present, unrelated to reputation or appetite, but transcending the body and originating from the depths of their souls—immortality!
If what Wang Gan said is true
Faced with numerous eyes filled with greed or longing, Wang Gan merely glanced at them.
quiet!
Or rather, calm down!
With just a glance, without the slightest leakage of his aura, the imposing presence of the number one person in the world was already fully revealed, causing everyone to freeze on the spot as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over them in the midst of their climax, leaving their legs instantly weak!

Damn it, I can't beat them!
Wang Gan slowly took out a small book.

"Three hundred years is too long, I'm afraid I won't remember anything."

"So I usually write down the names of people who have offended me in this notebook."

A half-smile crept onto Wang Gan's lips.
"After that, I will have three hundred years to settle accounts with him and his family and descendants."

Almost instantly, an extreme chill rose in everyone's hearts, as if it came from hell.

Being targeted by such a petty person, and yet this guy has lived so long, he'll surely outlive them and their families and descendants. It's likely that they'll never have peace for generations to come.

"This"

Upon hearing such shocking news, Shang Xiufang remained unsettled for a long time.

"Since the Holy Emperor... is no longer an ordinary person..."

Xiufang had nothing to say.

"It's Xiufang who's showing off her limited skills before an expert."

Shang Xiufang's lips curled into a bitter smile.
She finally understood why the Demonic Sect's Empress and the righteous sect's leader, Cihang Jingzhai, had knelt down so quickly.

It turned out that the Holy Emperor's trump card was so powerful and exaggerated that it was awe-inspiring, to the point that they dared not gamble at all.

The power of three hundred years is beyond what ordinary people can withstand; it can erase religions and wipe out ethnic cultures.

No matter how strong or numerous you Hu people are, can you withstand three hundred years of brutal and authoritarian rule?!

Not to mention, these barbarian tribes might not even be as powerful as the current Holy Emperor!
"Hahaha! As expected of my godfather!"

"Your spirit and strength are far beyond my reach!"

"He's the strongest in the world, Godfather!"

A loud laugh rang out, followed by a tall figure resembling a different race.

Ba Feng Han appeared in a flash, a smile on his face, along with two bloody heads!
(End of this chapter)