The corner gives the wooden martial arts master, whose martial arts are equivalent to a harem.

A mirror, as smooth as water, hovered inside the cellar, reflecting every detail of the changes in the outside world.

When Shen Yixuan saw his eldest disciple Jiang Shi issue the order to form the Unyielding Bone Fist Formation, he knew that there was still some room for maneuver in this matter so as not to lose face.

However, the subsequent changes exceeded the expectations of Master Shen and the four elders.

Even though Shen Yixuan's cultivation lay in magic rather than martial arts, the four elders of the Gang Jin realm were exhausted and nearly dead from the prolonged oppression.

Although these five people were all elderly and weak, they still had a broad perspective.

"Little Stone can't beat that young man, Sixth Boy, you should admit defeat." An old man sighed softly, "At least, so that Little Stone doesn't really lose this match."

Shen Yixuan nodded: "I know, Second Elder. Little Stone can't bear the weight of this plaque. Besides, he has a long life ahead of him. Let us old folks bear the infamy."

With a flick of his sleeve, the circular light spell was canceled. He then straightened his robes and hurriedly ran out of the cellar to the doorway.

He uttered words of surrender.

"I am Shen Yixuan, the current sect leader of the Corpse Fist Sect. On behalf of the entire sect, I beg for forgiveness from the young master! I humbly request that the young master show mercy and forgive my entire sect."

Therefore, Jiang Shi also followed the gatekeeper and uttered the words of surrender.

"I am willing to admit defeat, and I earnestly hope that you, young master, will show mercy and forgive my entire sect."

The disciples surrounding the array had different thoughts and expressions, some were sad, some were helpless, some were resentful, and some were defiant.

After scanning the area, Gu Chuanhen could sense that the 'meaning' of the fist formation had changed.

It no longer has the miraculous effect of "boosting" one person, and may even be a hindrance.

Jiang Shi's mediocre martial arts skills plummeted, even becoming a burden that weighed heavily on his originally solid martial arts cultivation.

Since we've already admitted defeat, there's no need to continue fighting.

The ancient legend says that when Gu Chuan stood with his hands behind his back, he naturally exuded the air of a master that I had gleaned from his demeanor.

He had witnessed the demeanor of a master, so this demeanor was genuine.

"Master Shen, you should know that I am the fourth-generation master of the King of Eight Extremes Sect. I come out to fight for the world when there is chaos. Before coming to the Corpse Fist Sect, I had already overthrown the government and sent someone to the court to say that I, Gu Chuanhen, have rebelled. Now, your Corpse Fist Sect submits to me, and the government dares not disobey me."

Therefore, the entire Xiguan city and I are all in the same boat now.

Gu Chuanhen was pondering what to say next, while Shen Yixuan nodded repeatedly.

"I will do whatever you say, Master Gu. However, this doorway is not a suitable place to talk. How about we go to the reception room inside for a chat? What do you think?" His reply, though neither humble nor arrogant, was filled with worry.

Gu Chuanhen thought this made sense and politely bowed.

"You're right, then please lead the way."

"Please come in."

Gu Chuanhen followed along and saw the situation inside the Corpse Fist Sect, but he just watched and didn't say anything.

As we traveled along, Gu Chuanhen had become an honored guest.

Fine tea and a variety of snacks were respectfully served, followed by several thread-bound books.

"The Complete Formation Techniques of Zombie Fist", "The Complete Zombie Fist", "The Original Shenzhou Codex", "Secret Remedies of Zombie Fist"...

After glancing at it, Gu Chuanhen was somewhat surprised.

"Sect Leader Shen, how did you know I wanted to borrow your sect's inheritance for a look?"

He did have this idea, but before he could even speak, the other party had already offered it to him, which made him feel as if he had hit a soft cotton ball without any force.

Shen Yixuan knew this was the work of the Third Elder, and he could tell what it meant.

"Because this is our pledge of allegiance, both to you and to the court."

Although Gu Chuan hated that he didn't understand people's hearts, he still managed to grasp some of their thoughts.

For him, offering this secret manual as a form of flattery was a way of ingratiating himself.

As far as the imperial court is concerned, as long as the people of the Corpse Fist Sect embellish their words, they can portray the entire sect as being unable to defeat Gu Chuanhen, to the point that they are so oppressed that they have to give all their secret manuals to Gu Chuanhen in order to save their lives.

Simply put, having a story to tell from both sides gives the person caught in the middle a chance to protect themselves.

"Do you think I can't defeat the barbarian dynasty?" Gu Chuan regretted not having looked at the secret manual.

Shen Yixuan shook his head: "It's not that you can't win, but that our Corpse Fist Sect can't win. The Nine Provinces Divine Land is vast. Even if our territory is swallowed up, the Wu Kingdom occupies two-quarters, and the Ba Kingdom has conquered a quarter."

However, the barbarian dynasty still occupied the remaining quarter, which amounted to 1.5 million mu of land.

The land of Kyushu is full of extraordinary talents, eccentric geniuses, geniuses, and prodigies, but in this barbarian dynasty, all the talented people in the remaining 1.5 million acres of land are suppressed by one person and dare not make any moves.

Those who dare to take action are simply ignorant and fearless.

1.5 million mu... Just how big is that? I heard one square kilometer is 1,500 mu, so the conversion is roughly—I can't calculate it, I won't. Just know that the area is still very large.

Gu Chuanhen was a liberal arts student, and his worst subject was math. People will do anything when they are pushed to the limit, but not math, because if you don't know math, you just don't know it.

He thought for a moment: "Then who is this person?"

"Nalan Yuanshu was the most loyal person under Emperor Longqian, and at a young age he held the high position of Commander of the Nine Gates."

The term "Nine Gates Admiral" refers to the commander of the nine gates of the imperial city, the capital of a country. These gates were guarded by the Imperial Guard, who also performed night patrols and guarded the gates. The Nine Gates Admiral was essentially the commander of this Imperial Guard. This is similar in essence to the "Five-Star General" rank in the Country Garden project, but at a different level.

"He saw a god at the age of thirteen, comprehended a great martial arts technique called 'Clear River Under the Sky' at seventeen, and mastered another great martial arts technique called 'Official Law Like a Furnace' at eighteen."

Now at nineteen, he has mastered another great martial arts technique, becoming second only to one person and above ten thousand others.

One person like that can be worth hundreds of thousands of troops. Who would dare to confront him?

What's most terrifying is that he does everything himself. Even when it comes to capturing fugitive rebels, he has to take the lead. Who can escape him?

So it's not that we don't believe you can't beat them, but rather that we know our own limitations and know we absolutely cannot defeat that one person.

Shen Yixuan finished his tea with a bitter smile, his eyes filled with sorrow as he looked at Gu Chuanhen.

"So, little master, it's fine if you want to rebel, because it's your choice. But we also need to be prepared to 'not be purged,' that's the only thing we can do."

You can run wherever you want, but we can't."

Gu Chuanhen listened silently, looking at Shen Yixuan's back.

The spine, now bent under pressure, still bears the weight of the sect in Gu Chuanhen's eyes.

He thought for a moment and said, "I understand. Just tell others that I forced you to rebel with me. I forced you by killing people. You can come up with your own reasons."

"Huh?" Shen Yixuan hadn't expected Gu Chuanhen to be so easy to talk to, and even to deliberately splash dirty water on himself. "This..."

"Enough with the nonsense, tell me about the situation in Xiguan City. I need to know everything."

"Oh? Okay, okay."

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After Gu Chuanhen checked into the room reserved for guests within the Corpse Fist Sect, Shen Yixuan respectfully withdrew, leaving Gu Chuanhen alone.

"Ugh, you brat, why are you throwing dirty water on yourself? If you're going to rebel, how can it be called a 'rebellion' if you don't bring all these people under your command to work with you? Throwing this dirty water on yourself only makes you look like a rotten, foul-smelling person!"

Bajiquan is somewhat frustrated by the immaturity of its ancient traditions.

"I am still a novice and have not yet accomplished anything great, so it is normal for others not to believe me. However, if I were to accomplish something great, then no matter what, there will be great scholars who will defend me."

Besides, what others say about me is their business and has nothing to do with me. I just need to do my best.

Gu Chuanhen explained his thoughts to Bajiquan.

"Furthermore, I have already achieved my goal—to use rebellion as a means to get people to attack me. To be honest, I am quite happy to hear that Admiral Nalan will personally take care of me, so that I don't have to travel thousands of miles to fight him."

Now that this goal has been achieved, and for the sake of prudence, I do not intend to expand into anything else.

My abilities are limited; there's no need to make things I could have done better unnecessary. As the old saying goes, you only wear pants that fit your size.

He opened the Corpse Fist Sect's manual and continued reading while examining it carefully.

"I'm not some prodigy like Gan Luo, the young prime minister. I'm just a sixteen-year-old who's more mature than his peers. Don't expect me to be any smarter."

But when it comes to fighting, with us united and having the trial card, I'm not afraid of anyone.

Professionals should do what they are good at, and they shouldn't meddle in other people's affairs and give unsolicited advice. This is a principle I have always believed in.

Since I'm not smart, I won't try to outsmart others. Isn't it simpler to just use my fists?

"But Nalan Yuanshu possesses three great martial arts supernatural abilities. Your 'life and health preservation' is merely a figment of your imagination. Are you confident you can defeat him?"

Bajiquan is very worried about you. Her worried expression showed none of the madwoman's eccentricity, only a normal demeanor.

"Hmph, if even I don't believe in my own path in martial arts, how can I talk about paving the way for it?"

Although he was not as gifted as the young prime minister Gan Luo, he was subtly cultivating an air of "I am invincible".

"However, speaking of 'paving the way forward,' I almost forgot that I still have things to do."

"What is it?"

The ancient traditions of Bajiquan do not seem to refer to anything specific.

"Supreme Overlord! Come out! I've been thinking! I've been thinking that everyone in this world can now count and read!"

Using the basic Bajiquan domineering mind to arouse one's so-called "supreme domineering mind", and then using the supreme domineering mind to lightly beat the world.

While it's impossible to truly mold the world into the way we want it to be, it's possible to make everyone in this small area literate and numerate.

Number recognition and literacy are the foundations acquired through later learning; he simply accomplished this stage all at once.

"Supreme Overlord Thought! Come out again! Then I will have to think again! I will think about everyone in Xiguan City, no, I will think about everyone in this world."

Everyone in this world will gradually come to know the ideal concept that the two great thinkers, Karl and Friedrich, described in my mind!

Once people can recognize numbers and words, their previously suppressed "thinking" ability is also liberated to a certain extent. Furthermore, what kind of changes will occur in such a world when the original form of a certain concept is disseminated?

The ancient legend of hatred is unpredictable and may change in the future.

But he knew one thing—it was time for the world to change.

If the world doesn't change, even the simple act of burying someone in peace will become a distant dream.

If the world is to change, then it is indeed impossible to fight it on our own alone; fighting it on our own would only temporarily solve a major problem.

Therefore, everyone needs to know what is wrong.

Only when everyone understands what is wrong can someone spontaneously correct the mistakes.

That way, even after I leave, I won't have to worry about this place returning to the current state of the barbarian dynasty where people are oppressed and treated like dirt.

The supreme will cannot instantly mold the world into the desired shape, but sculpting and hammering are different, because the former is a kind of crude violence, while the latter is a process undertaken for the birth of something.

He was using his domineering mind to relentlessly guide this process, while simultaneously refining it to ensure its steady progress.

"What is the way of the king? And what is the way of the tyrant? Ultimately, it is a matter of personal judgment. But whether it is the way of the tyrant based on your personal will, or the way of the king that you believe should be promoted throughout the world,..."

Regardless of whether it's a domineering or benevolent approach, you genuinely want everyone in this world to live a life worthy of being human.

Bajiquan understood Gu Chuanhen's current thoughts. Strange, she hadn't started acting crazy anymore?

"Although I'm still quite green and immature, I don't think I've done anything stupid. Because you have enough time to learn and mature."

This is probably what they mean by "beauty is in the eye of the beholder."

"Gu Chuanhen, put your 'King of Men' ideals into practice in this world."

"I will stand firmly behind you."

"Thank you, Bajiquan, I will."

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"I need to get this urgent letter out quickly, the fourth generation leader of the Human King Eight Extremes Sect is going to rebel..." An official riding out of Xiguan City suddenly had a strange thought.

Every harvest season, the barbarian dynasty would dispatch court officials and large armies to haul in just enough leftover grain to barely feed the population of each city. This grain would then fall into the hands of officials and merchants, who would distribute it first, and then sell it at inflated prices that didn't reflect its true value. Is this proper?

Then they drove away the newly harvested grain, painstakingly planted and harvested by the farmers, at a low price, ostensibly to ensure the army was well-fed and had the strength to defend the court and fight. However, even with a well-fed army, they couldn't defeat the rising Wu Kingdom, and instead suffered repeated defeats against the technological marvels of the Ba Kingdom. Since they were losing anyway, what was the point of feeding these soldiers? Was this the right thing to do?

The people of the Wu Kingdom clearly have meat at every meal and don't need to shave their heads and wear those ugly, shaved braids. So why does this barbarian dynasty still insist on doing it this way? Is it right?

Is it right that the products of our labor are appropriated by the feudal bureaucratic class, and that we are paid only a fixed amount of money and grain far less than what we produce, and that we have to be careful with our old grain?

After a long, exhausting day with only a few hours to sleep, and then spending the rest of the time being oppressed, is this the life a human being should live? Are we even worse than animals? Is this right?

Countless thoughts surfaced, each ending with the question, "Is this correct?"

Even if the barbarian dynasty ruled for 295 years, and things were always the same every year, does that mean it's always been the right thing to do?

"Perhaps, the rebellion of the fourth generation sect leader is the right thing to do—" Thus, this urgent letter, which should have been kept secret, became known to everyone along the way.

At the same time, what's become widely known is the recurring question, "Is this right?"

Therefore, this expedited request was no longer urgent.

"Urgent my ass! Those damned wild boars from Yizhou don't treat us like human beings! I'm going to join Master Gu in a rebellion too!"

He cursed like that, then led his horse slowly back home.

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"In the past, the first generation leader of the Human King Eight Extremes Sect ended the chaos, the second generation leader founded a new dynasty, and now the third and fourth generation leaders have emerged together. Does this mean that the Barbarian Dynasty is doomed?"

"The Barbarian Dynasty should have ended long ago. If it weren't for Nalan Yuanshu suppressing it, it would have been over decades ago." "Speaking of the Barbarian Dynasty's inhumane methods of governance, I don't know why, but recently I've come up with an idea that's actually quite beneficial to my mental and physical health."

"Oh? What's your idea?" "I mean, four hours of work, four hours of rest, and four hours to do what I want."

"Speaking of things I want to do, I really want to read some vernacular novels. But you can't use this word or that word, you can't write that sentence or that sentence. What's the point of reading such novels? Sigh, Qingfeng can't read, why is he flipping through books like this?" "Oh, you're quite the scholar."

"Why don't we rebel too?" "Huh? Seriously?" "Heh, if we don't rebel, we'll live our whole lives in a daze. If we rebel, at worst we'll die a spectacular death. Anyway, judging from the current situation, we're all going to be oppressed to death."

"Okay, let's do it the other way around. I'll contact someone." "We need to come up with a slogan." "What slogan do you think would be good?"

"Well, how about living like a human being?"

"Read more books, haven't we all started learning to read recently?" "Think carefully, let's change our slogan."

"The crimson sun shines brightly, the barbarian heavens are reduced to ashes." "I think it's good." "I think it's alright."

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"The emergence of the third and fourth generation sect leaders signifies a chaotic era, and the barbarian dynasty is doomed. Look, even the fourth generation sect leader is leading a rebellion. In my opinion, why don't we..."

"Brother Gongming, why do you care so much about them? They've rebelled! The barbarian dynasty won't let us live in peace, so let them die!"

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"With four generations of sect leaders protecting us, what is there to be afraid of?" "Rebel!"

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"Rebel!" "We must rebel!" "We must rebel!" "We absolutely must rebel!"

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They were furious, they couldn't hold back, they all started to get angry.

They've rebelled; they can't be suppressed anymore, they've all started to rebel.