The Star River Era! The Dimensional Freedom Demon

The sun shines brightly on the earth, but it cannot illuminate the sorrow and grief in people's hearts.

Gradually, on this day, large swaths of white silk began to flutter in the courtyards of many households in Yuezhou Prefecture.

After the old order was broken, the people readjusted to the new order brought by the White Sun Sect, followed by weeping in the streets and alleys.

On this day, Ji Chen spent most of his time inspecting and accepting the harvest, distributing the property according to the previously established rules, and of course, giving out rewards as well.

For example, Xian Deng.

The reward money came from 30% of what Ji Chen received.

Although a thousand taels of silver is a lot, it is just a drop in the ocean for Ji Chen, who drank the first soup of Yuezhou Prefecture and got nearly 670,000 taels of silver.

To be honest, after confiscating so much money, Ji Chen did consider deducting money from his soldiers.

Too much.

If this were distributed, almost everyone would receive several hundred taels of silver.

Several hundred taels! Right now, a four-room tiled house in Xinlianzi Hutong in the inner city of Beijing costs only 70 taels of silver.

If the salary is actually paid out, Cao Wang's statement that "too high a salary is not conducive to young people's ambition" will truly come true.

With so much money, who the hell would dare to rebel against him?

His goal in organizing an army and building his own faction was not to provide them with benefits, but to create a highly militarized and disciplined private army that would do whatever he wanted, in preparation for conquering the world and destroying mountains and temples in the future.

Therefore, Ji Chen had no choice but to use some of the tricks he learned from his previous life as a gangster boss, such as playing mahjong and gambling for money, after training in order to recoup his investment.

A risk fund was set up, ostensibly to protect against future risks, and to ensure that the deceased could be returned to the clan. Several hundred taels of silver were to be paid off over three years, with payments made every ten days.

Even if someone complained, the level of benefits Ji Chen provided still far exceeded that of any army in the world, so his glorious image remained untarnished and no one criticized him.

Or rather, this is the normal way to handle things. If Ji Chen really distributed several hundred taels to each person, they might dare to do it, but they wouldn't dare to accept it.

Ji Chen, the military leader, was already quite satisfied with just giving them a reason.

If it were any other military leader or general, no matter how much they gained, they would be lucky to receive three taels of silver as a reward.

People are judged by comparison.

After securing sufficient funds, Ji Chen's goal became to expand his army.

He planned to build a legion of 10,000 men, a legion of 10,000 men composed entirely of elite troops.

When he came into this world, his goal was very clear: rebellion was not his aim, nor was becoming emperor and establishing a new dynasty.

He has only one goal: to gain more Heavenly Demon Interference Points, seize more cultivation resources, and then enhance the strength of his physical body.

That's it.

Therefore, he wanted to be like Xiang Yu, the Hegemon of Chu, who fought with a small army, was invincible wherever his troops went, robbed all the landowners and officials, and incidentally turned the world into a mess!

King Xiang Yu: Don't worry about whether my battle lines have been contracted or not. Just say that I'm leading my army to charge. Who can stop me?

Distributing bonuses, posting recruitment notices, and holding meetings and squabbles with other Baiyang military leaders and generals.

Although Ji Chen didn't get along well with the other leaders of the Baiyang Sect, as the biggest contributor to the capture of Yuezhou City, it would be unreasonable for the meeting to be without him.

Three days passed in this way.

With the situation in Yuezhou City stabilizing, Chen Xianli, the instructor from Changjiang County, also arrived in Yuezhou City and used it as his new base.

Similarly, the story of Ji Chen's double arrows securing Yuezhou Prefecture and his ability to repel Shen Sanshi gradually spread.

However, since the witnesses to Ji Chen's defeat of Shen Sanshi were all Ji Chen's trusted subordinates, outsiders had no way of seeing it.

Therefore, many people regard this as a publicity stunt by Ji Chen to expand his reputation, and almost no one takes it seriously.

Inside a luxurious manor, several familiar White Sun Sect generals were drinking and chatting.

"Just a few days ago, he struggled against an opponent at the second stage of Qi and Blood cultivation. How come he can now contend with a renowned third-stage expert after only a few days?"

My deskmate chimed in:

"That's right. Shen Sanshi is a figure of immense stature. He was already famous throughout the martial arts world ten years ago. How could a mere child like him possibly defeat him?"

Many people disapprove of Ji Chen's early fame.

On the other side, Protector Lin just kept drinking alone, looking gloomy.

Although in his eyes Ji Chen was arrogant and domineering, showing him no respect whatsoever, recalling the scene at the Changjiang military camp, he actually began to believe in Ji Chen's new feat of defeating Shen Sanshi.

"Brother Lin, why aren't you saying anything? Weren't you complaining to us before, saying that Lu Xiao was arrogant?"

Someone noticed he was in a bad mood and went up to him to talk to him.

Protector Lin's eyes hardened, and he uttered only, "That brat Lu is arrogant; sooner or later he'll stand out from the crowd, and Qingting will not let him off!"

He then left in a hurry.

Perhaps it's time to agree to the headmaster's conditions.

With Lu Xiao around, even if the Luo Cult becomes powerful and occupies two prefectures, what good will it do? I'll still have to put up with their nonsense. I might as well join the main sect!

With his mind made up, Protector Lin strode toward Chen Chengjun's tent.

The other leaders of the White Sun Sect at the banquet, seeing his unusual behavior, simply laughed and continued drinking and making merry.

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Ji Chen had been busy for three days, and today he had a private chat with Instructor Chen. Only after returning home in the evening did he finally have some free time.

After three days, the two translators Ji Chen had hired finally translated the new words he had given him.

Ji Chen first met with Bayan.

Bayan shuffled into the house, his face fawning as he approached Ji Chen and handed him the sample he had translated.

Ji Chen sat imposingly on the grand chair in the main hall, with two pretty maids behind him massaging his shoulders and back, looking quite pleased with himself.

These maids were all snatched from wealthy households in the city by Ji Chen's subordinates and presented to him.

Of course, it is done in the form of a 'voluntary' transfer of a contract of servitude.

Just like real estate and land deeds, the indentures of slaves and maids held by landlords and wealthy merchants were also a form of their wealth.

Reaching out to take Bayan's translated text, Ji Chen moved the translated content one by one to the original for comparison.

Bayan watched Ji Chen intently, beads of sweat trickling down his forehead.

He couldn't help but be nervous. Only if his translation satisfied Ji Chen could he be safe in this prefecture occupied by the Baiyang Sect.

With his life and fortune hanging in the balance, it was already a miracle he didn't faint from exhaustion.

"Hmm... It's alright. You can go now. When you get back, check it carefully again to see if you've missed anything."

Ji Chen couldn't immediately spot the obvious error. He felt that translating the unfamiliar words back to their original positions would make sense, but there was no reaction on the panel, so he couldn't make up his mind and could only ask Bayan to step down first.

Logically, if all the skills are correct, his panel should display the "Collected Martial Arts Techniques" and show the words "Quicksand Regretless Step lv0".

"Bring that old scoundrel here again."

"Yes."

Before long, the old man, who also looked nervous and distracted, was brought before Ji Chen.

The old man's hatred for Ji Chen grew stronger as he watched him enjoy himself.

"This should have been my life, a privilege only noble barbarians could enjoy. It's all because of you, you scoundrel, that I, a naturally noble barbarian, have fallen to such a state."

"Although you, a rioter, didn't say what we were translating, I figured it out the very next day—it was a martial arts manual. This time, my translation is nine parts truth and one part false; you won't find a mistake. Take my translation and go practice it, then go and pay for my son and grandson's deaths!"

Although the old Liao man had never practiced cultivation, as a Liao man who rode on the backs of millions of Han people, sucking their blood and enjoying all privileges, his understanding of cultivation techniques was no less than that of ordinary masters.

Like martial arts techniques, the cultivation process cannot afford the slightest mistake. Once you misunderstand the true meaning or essence of the technique and practice it in the wrong direction, you will either die or be crippled.

This is one of the reasons why true intention is so important in martial arts.

The old man harbored resentment, but on his face he only showed a perfectly measured tension.

Seeing Ji Chen intently studying his translation sample, the old man almost couldn't help but let out a soft hum.

But he was clearly unaware that Ji Chen's panel had the function of automatically recording correct cultivation techniques.

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(I've modified some of the attribute effects from previous chapters, adding health points. Constitution is now linked to health points, which makes it closer to the setting of a "lewd master". Starting tomorrow, I'll try my best to update three times a day to celebrate my debut!)