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

The ancients said that one should be down-to-earth and speak with a clear voice.

"Emperor Longqian, I, Gu Chuanhen, have come to kill you." The statement was straightforward, without any further embellishment.

The sound was normal at first, but as it traveled further, it expanded like a snowball, eventually sweeping across the entire capital city like a sonic wave.

He was simply stating a fact.

But it made the soldiers left behind in the city and the people who had not yet become ordinary citizens tremble with fear.

Then, another voice flew out, blocking the unstoppable roar of Gu Chuanhen.

"Master Gu, I will be waiting for you in the palace. I have already instructed the imperial chefs to prepare wine and dishes. Let us drink together before we discuss life and death, shall we?"

This is an invitation that uses courtesy before resorting to force.

Gu Chuan replied, "Of course I can. We've been traveling for a long time and are lacking in decent food. Since you are so kind as to accept my offer, I will gladly do so."

The young man accepted the invitation in a neither humble nor arrogant tone, and without losing face.

Then another sound came from afar.

"Regardless of victory or defeat, this battle will not require a single soldier from either of us. Why not let them merely serve as witnesses, thus avoiding unnecessary panic among the people of our city? What does Master Gu think?"

"Can."

The sounds clashed, each equally matched.

Seeing that Gu Chuanhen walked alone into the city, neither the rebel army nor the city's garrison made any move.

It was as if these people were merely fulfilling their duty as spectators, remaining silent and not advancing.

Slowly advancing, Gu Chuanhen's figure had already entered the capital city.

As he walked further, he took the sights of this imperial capital into his heart.

The first impression is one of backwardness; the buildings are low and somewhat dilapidated, and dirt is everywhere on the streets.

Is it prosperous? It is indeed prosperous, because there are far more so-called superstructures here than in other places. However, ordinary people simply cannot afford to enter these so-called superstructures.

In contrast to the prosperity, there was a lifeless, stagnant state of poverty and weakness, created by emaciated common people, like a pool of numb mud, unable to stir up any lively waves.

What Gu Chuanhen saw was that the only good thing about this barbarian dynasty was that it didn't have opium dens, which were poisonous substances that weakened the country and its people and brought disaster to the country.

After walking a few more steps, he saw that the palace was tall and spotless, with thick walls that separated the royal court from the poverty of the outside world.

The gatekeepers all looked strong and muscular, a stark contrast to the other civilians.

Feeling stifled and impatient, Gu Chuanhen threw a punch without hesitation.

Wood chips flew and stones pelted down, creating a fist-shaped hole that pierced through the thick wall, yet no one was injured; it only caused a great deal of shock.

He broke through that "impassable barrier".

We also saw the scenery inside the "natural barrier".

The magnificent palace complex has roofs covered with colorful glazed tiles, red walls like fire, yellow tiles like gold, and bricks like white jade scattered all over the ground. Understated luxury is hidden in every corner. Even someone who knows nothing about this can see just how luxurious this magnificent palace can be.

Gu Chuanhen looked back at the area beyond the "natural barrier," which still looked backward.

The people, who had been frightened, had returned to normal, but their irresistible curiosity led them to spontaneously gather around the outside. Those who couldn't squeeze to the front peeked inside, while those in the front wanted to go in but couldn't help but look at the official's ugly face and dared not take a step forward.

The common people knew that these officials dared not oppress Gu Chuanhen, but they could oppress them.

Without uttering a word, Gu Chuanhen had already entered the palace walls, and there was no need to worry about getting lost.

Because he is connected to the magnetic field of heaven and earth, he can detect where the human magnetic field, which is comparable to his own, is waiting for him.

He arrived at the palace gardens without haste or delay.

This is a place like the Imperial Garden, so it goes without saying that the soil and plants were transported by manpower, and then an artificial lake was dug and filled with water.

Exotic flowers and rare herbs vie for attention, and although it is autumn, the imperial garden here defies the seasons, with a climate as warm as spring. In the pavilion in the middle of the lake, a man dressed in a dragon robe sits casually in a goose-neck chair, leisurely sipping tea before returning the teacup to the stone table in the pavilion. He then picks up some fish bait and scatters it, attracting a large group of koi carp from the lake to gather there.

There were also geese swimming and preening their feathers, creating a scene of carefree leisure.

Gu Chuanhen stepped forward, sat down, and looked at Emperor Long Qian in front of him.

The emperor was tall and imposing, his bulging muscles making his dragon robe seem to wail as if he were about to die. The braid at the back of his head was thicker, longer, and shinier than the spiky hair on the outside. It seemed that he hadn't shaved off the hair on his forehead; it was just a braid mixed with the hair at the back.

Emperor Longqian did not turn around, but continued to scatter fish bait. However, a eunuch announced the order, and many palace maids and eunuchs entered in single file, carrying silver platters.

The dishes were served one after another, and the wine was poured, all in one smooth motion.

Finally, the emperor finished feeding the fish, waved to dismiss everyone else, and sat opposite Gu Chuanhen, allowing Gu Chuanhen to see his face clearly.

His square face showed no trace of the broad skull, high cheekbones, and strong facial bone structure characteristic of the Man Dynasty people. If we were to use ancient legends to describe it, Emperor Longqian's face was more characteristic of the people of the Nine Provinces of this world.

She looked to be in her early thirties, but the clear and innocent look in her eyes was somewhat puzzling.

This look doesn't resemble that of someone in their thirties, nor is it foolish or ignorant; rather, it's like the innocent and natural gaze of a child around ten years old.

"Inner King, Outer Saint, is this the intention behind his Martial Path to Saint King Realm? Louis Koo, you need to be careful. This Martial Path is not simple. It is a path of self-centeredness that is like substituting one's own heart for the heart of heaven. However, it seems that he has narrowed his own path, focusing too much on the 'Inner King' and neglecting the 'Outer Saint' part."

"Hmm, I'm starting to understand. His current state is exactly what it means to be 'possessed by demonic possession.'"

Bajiquan truly lives up to its title of King of Men, having already discerned the inner workings of the Saint King realm and the current state of Emperor Longqian.

Gu Chuanhen looked at the text broadcast from the corner and couldn't help but think more highly of Emperor Long Qian.

Emperor Longqian picked up his wine cup and began to speak as if reciting a drinking game.

"Master Gu is indeed a handsome and talented young hero, but alas, you insist on becoming a traitor." Emperor Long Qian said regretfully, after taking a sip of his drink. He then picked up his chopsticks, took a slice of Eight Treasures Duck, and put it into his mouth.

The ancient legend says that he ate in a very ordinary manner. When he picked up meat with his chopsticks, even the steamed bones, which were crispy, were crushed into a paste by the forty teeth and swallowed along with the meat.

As soon as they started eating, most of the dishes on the table disappeared. Emperor Longqian looked at Gu Chuanhen's eating habits and couldn't help but chuckle quietly, without any malice or mockery.

Gu Chuanhen, oblivious to Emperor Longqian's expression, retorted clearly, "If you are so wise and powerful, how could there be rebels in this world?"

"Is this my fault?" The laughter vanished, and Emperor Longqian asked coldly, his expression displeased.

Gu Chuanhen raised an eyebrow, seemingly wanting to speak but holding back, but he still spoke.

"If this isn't your fault, how can it be the fault of the people?"

"That's right, I would never be wrong. So it is the fault of the common people. If all the common people knew that I had worked so hard to break through the path of martial arts for their own good, then they should all be more obedient instead of causing trouble for each other."

"I am forging ahead so that I may personally lead the expedition to repel the technological monsters of the Ba Kingdom. Once those technological monsters are defeated, my people will live in peace and prosperity as before."

Emperor Longqian did not think it was his fault.

Gu Chuanhen had already discerned the true nature of Emperor Longqian's character from such idiotic words.

This underlying attitude is a kind of egoism that has nothing to do with intellectual level; this egoism is a kind of wishful thinking in an ideal state.

Just as the rising and setting of the sun and moon is a natural law under the operation of heaven and earth, this kind of self-righteous assumption is that the rising and setting of the sun and moon is a phenomenon that develops based on his personal will.

He was a king within and a saint without, but it was a version of "going astray in cultivation." Perhaps it was this going astray that made Emperor Longqian say such stupid things that sounded incredibly foolish to Gu Chuanhen.

However, Gu Chuanhen was still too young and naive.

"Living and working in peace and contentment as before? Do you know what it was like in the past? Not having enough to eat and wear was just barely maintaining the most basic level of food and clothing. Not having enough to eat and wear would only lead to stunted growth in children, and people would freeze to death in winter. Not having enough to eat and wear would only make people pursue food and clothing for a lifetime, rather than pursuing the material development and spiritual and inner development that they should pursue."

"Living and working in peace and contentment as before? You dare tell me this is what you call 'living and working in peace and contentment'?"

Gu Chuanhen pressed down with his chopsticks, his voice already displeased, and became increasingly intense.

"It's always been this way, hasn't it? No one starves or freezes to death, isn't that living in peace and prosperity?" Emperor Longqian responded calmly, as if stating some truth, but his gaze towards Gu Chuanhen revealed his incomprehension.

Gu Chuanhen was rude; he looked at Emperor Longqian's forehead with the eyes of someone looking at a rare and stupid person.

He was very curious whether what was inside the head of this Dragon Emperor was a head or a god-like image of himself.

A moment later, Gu Chuanhen had already realized what was happening.

"Indeed, it's better to say nothing when you don't see eye to eye." Gu Chuanhen had no intention of listening to this self-centered emperor talk about his so-called "art of the emperor."

He even poured the entire pot of wine that was supposed to be finished into the lake.

The mixture of alcohol and water attracted a group of koi carp to fight over it.

"Enough with the nonsense, just prepare to die, Emperor Longqian." The young man rubbed his fists together, his fighting spirit rising.

Seeing that Gu Chuanhen was so disrespectful and rebellious, Emperor Longqian's displeasure was nearing its peak.

"You won't listen to reason, so here you are. Fine, I'll grant your wish. After I beat you to death, I'll send men to drag your corpse through the streets and subject you to a slow, agonizing death!"

As soon as the sound fell, before Emperor Longqian could make a move, the stone table covered with dishes suddenly shattered into dust, and the dishes, along with their plates, fell into the lake in an orderly fashion.

The koi swam towards the distant water surface where the dishes had landed.

Then, in the blink of an eye, Long Qiandi and Gu Chuanhen exchanged a probing punch.

By testing each other with a single punch, the two had already grasped each other's physical capabilities.

The shockwave of the fist exploded with a sound that seemed to break the sound barrier.

The force of their fists clashing against each other rippled across the lake, creating a tidal wave that tossed the koi carp far and wide, like a tossing pan.

Suddenly, after a few more exchanges, they would start to fight seriously after testing the waters.

Several consecutive "bang" sounds seemed to coalesce into a single, continuous boom.

The exquisitely decorated pavilion in the middle of the lake, designed by a renowned artist, has been completely overturned, with its roof and pillars broken.

After the base collapsed, the two fought on water.