Achieving the Dao from the Hundred Schools of Thought

"Buzz—!"

A powerful and imposing aura swept over them, immediately interrupting their casual conversation.

Its imposing and domineering presence inspires awe.

"Father's royal fortune has intensified even further." The dragon-patterned jade pendant on Prince Di's body emitted a soft glow, echoing the oppressive aura.

"Is Fuchai here?" Zhuang Weiyang thought to herself, trying her best to suppress the burning anger in her heart and not resist the pressure.

The State of Wu defeated the State of Yue, captured the ruler of Yue, and established its reputation as a "hegemon" in one battle!

As a result, Fuchai took the opportunity to break through the three realms.

Zhuang Weiyang also remembered that a "big shot" on the forum said that when Fuchai captured Goujian and imprisoned him in Gusu, it was also to slowly digest the "royal destiny" on him.

"Let's go to the reviewing stand," Prince Di called to the two of them, then walked ahead on his own.

The military review platform was located on a grassland outside Gusu City. Whenever there was a military exercise, King Fuchai would review the troops at the military review platform.

As the ruler of a country, one should naturally take a look at the cultivators who have made breakthroughs this year.

With enough practitioners, Fuchai could control more territory.

That's why the Gusu Academy offers such good treatment, giving even someone from a poor family like Zhuang Weiyang the opportunity to cultivate.

Zhuang Weiyang and Zhang Zezhong followed Prince Di.

Outside the reviewing stand, the newly recruited student affairs students have already gathered.

After saying a few words, the prince went to the foot of the reviewing stand to wait for Fuchai's arrival.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

The sound of synchronized footsteps approached from afar.

Bo Pi appeared on the reviewing stand at some unknown time.

"Welcome, my king!"

"salute!"

Zhuang Weiyang mingled in the crowd and bent down.

"Roar—!" The clouds in the sky surged, and a blue dragon soared above the reviewing stand until everyone had paid their respects before landing.

This dragon has only one horn, and its bloodline is extremely rich. With another stroke of luck, it can ascend to the level of a true dragon.

But he was merely Fuchai's mount.

King Fuchai descended on a dragon, stepping onto the platform on the dragon's head! He surveyed the crowd, waved for them to straighten their backs, and then turned to sit on the dragon throne.

His every movement, whether walking, sitting, or lying down, exudes the majesty of a hegemon.

At the same time, the synchronized footsteps stopped.

An old man, shrouded in thick blood energy, led three thousand elite soldiers to the scene.

Zhuang Weiyang could tell who had arrived just by smelling the faint scent of blood in the air.

Blood Path—Wu Zixu!

He entered the path of hatred, devoted himself to the sea of ​​blood, merged with the cultivation techniques of the Asura clan of the sea of ​​blood, and established his own path of blood!

In the Battle of Wu and Chu, Wu Zixu used the aura of a foreign race to shatter the protective royal destiny of the Chu king's corpse!

If that were all, Wu Zixu wouldn't deserve Zhuang Weiyang's admiration.

Wu Zixu's power came at a price.

The entire state of Chu was used as a sacrifice to the sea of ​​blood.

However, on the day he destroyed the State of Chu, Wu Zixu immediately lost his cultivation at the third level, falling to the second level, and broke the agreement.

"The story of Wu Zixu is quite similar to that of a great general from a previous life."

"Eat the classic sugar coating, fire the cannonballs back."

Zhuang Weiyang internally commented on Wu Zixu, her face displaying a fanatical expression no different from those around her.

And all those on the stage had arrived: King Fuchai of Wu, Chancellor Wu Zixu, and the old tree Bo Pi...

There was also a prisoner hidden among the officials, with a respectful expression, who was the future hegemon—King Goujian of Yue!

Bo Pi stepped forward and asked King Fuchai of Wu whether to begin the military exercise, but King Fuchai casually waved his hand.

With Fuchai's permission, Bo Pi walked to the edge of the reviewing stand.

As the spell was cast, Bo Pi's voice clearly reached every corner of the grassland.

First, they congratulated the Kingdom of Wu on its bountiful summer harvest, and then they praised the King of Wu, saying that he would soon rule the world and dominate the Central Plains.

Zhuang Weiyang was drowsy in the audience.

How is this any different from the boss's meeting and the team leader's speech in my previous life?

If the company makes money, will they give me an extra 500 yuan bonus?

Half an hour later, Zhuang Weiyang felt a little sorry for Lord Bo Pi's throat before she finally heard some useful information.

"Each soldier will lead a hundred men to Tiger Hill, fifty miles away, to annihilate its inhabitants!"

"The more monsters you kill, the higher your rating; if you lose any soldiers, your rating will be lower."

"The soldiers will choose their assigned territory according to their ranking!"

"If you win first place, you will receive a set of the Gongshu family's precious armor as a reward from my king!"

As soon as he finished speaking, six strong soldiers carried a set of dark dragon-scale armor onto the reviewing stand.

"This precious armor is called—Dragon Scale Armor! It was forged from meteorite iron from outer space and is covered with the scales of the true dragon beneath my throne!"

"Weighing a thousand pounds, even a first-tier weapon cannot damage it in the slightest! It is the most exquisite first-tier armor!"

Zhuang Weiyang felt a surge of excitement as she looked at the precious armor.

This is great stuff!

I absolutely must get my hands on it!

Zhuang Weiyang was not worried about the weight of the Dragon Scale Armor at all—once the Heart Fire was activated, it would forge her physical body around the clock.

Even those who have just entered the "Enlightened Mind" realm can wear this armor to fight enemies.

Many of the scions of powerful families also displayed a fanatical attitude.

To a soldier cultivator, this armor was like a beautiful demon woman, exuding charm.

After introducing the armor, Bo Pi turned around and went back to report.

King Fuchai of Wu sat upright on the dragon throne, about to wave his hand and announce the start of the martial arts demonstration.

However, someone in the crowd jumped out to spoil the fun.

"Your Majesty! The summer harvest martial arts exercise is a great event for our Wu Kingdom! For the people, it is a celebration of the summer harvest; for the students, it is a congratulation on their journey of cultivation; and for Your Majesty, it is an opportunity to display your majesty!"

"Such a fortunate event, it would be a great pity not to hold some kind of ceremony!"

Upon hearing this, Fuchai suppressed his impatience and looked at Wu Zixu with interest, asking:

"Prime Minister, this summer harvest military exercise is indeed a way to pay homage to our ancestors and demonstrate the majesty of our Wu Kingdom."

"But the offerings weren't prepared, and it's rather inappropriate to hold the sacrifice in such a hasty manner, isn't it?"

Wu Zixu slowly but firmly shook his head, replying slowly and deliberately:

"Your Majesty, the offerings are ready!"

"What?"

"Goujian!"

Wu Zixu bowed deeply and said vehemently:

"Your Majesty! What could possibly compare to the head of a king?!"

"Killing Goujian would firstly comfort the spirit of the late king in heaven, and secondly demonstrate it to Your Majesty's Ji clan ancestors..."

"Even if King Jing of Zhou cannot govern the world and cannot subdue the states, Your Majesty, you should still execute the disobedient kings and take control of the Central Plains!"

"This old minister requests that Goujian be executed!"

King Fuchai of Wu had a somber expression.

This was not the first time Wu Zixu had publicly pressured King Fuchai.

Bo Pi glanced at Fuchai's expression, understood immediately, and jumped out:

"Your Majesty! You mustn't!"

"Our state of Wu aspires to hegemony, and our king must win over the other feudal lords with benevolence and virtue! If we kill Goujian, wouldn't the rulers of small states all live in fear, and who would dare to submit to our state of Wu?!"

"Your Majesty, please reconsider!"

For some reason, Bo Pi's amplification spell was not canceled, and the sound from the reviewing stand clearly reached everyone's ears.

Everyone was curious about what decision the King of Wu would make, and they all pricked up their ears.

Zhuang Weiyang was the complete opposite.

"If we could kill Goujian now, there would be no need for him to endure hardship and bide his time!"

"Goujian was entrusted with the destiny of the king. Before the Yue state was completely drained, Fuchai would not kill him."

Contrary to expectations, King Fuchai on the platform did not make a decision directly, but unexpectedly named the person in question.

"Goujian, these two important ministers, one says to kill you, the other says to keep you alive."

"Tell me, should I kill you?"