Martial Arts: Starting with Bajiquan, I will prove my divine power through the ultimate path!

Chapter 90 The Prince's Son, the Plan to Relocate a Million Households, The True Immortal Temple

"Forget it, I won't think about these things for now."

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"Let me see what use the things Bai Yingying gave me are, Extreme Seal."

A blurry panel suddenly appeared in front of Shi Wen's eyes.

He clutched the withered branch that Bai Yingying had given him.

Under his will.

After removing the option that requires an extremely long evolution time, an evolution branch appeared on the panel.

[Fantasy Limb: A thick, long arm emitting a pale green glow. Anyone who touches it will grow an arm invisible to the naked eye. That arm can strangle someone you want to kill in the dead of night, but it might also reach for your neck at night. (Evolution time: 10 days)]

"evolution!"

Without hesitation, Shi Wen chose to evolve.

As for the token that Bai Yingying gave her.

It only had negligible fluctuations and couldn't evolve anything good, so he wore it on his waist.

"Strength, the most important thing is still strength."

"If I were strong enough, how could I be manipulated at will?"

"Forget it, don't think about it too much. Let's go find Zhou Biao first. Several hours have passed. He should have subdued the people he needed to subdue by now."

""

"Let's get more pills first to raise our martial arts level. The most important thing right now is to enter the True Person Realm. Only by reaching the True Person Realm can we do what Xiang Ying said about observing the truth and sensing the mysteries."

"Perhaps once we reach that level, we'll be able to see exactly what methods Bai Yingying and the others use in their fights."

Without a word, Shi Wen stepped into the dead of night.

The figure disappeared.

night.

Loneliness.

The sky was completely black, so dark that no light could be seen.

This was not ordinary quiet; it was a thick, almost suffocating stillness and oppression!

The air seemed to solidify, pressing down on everyone and making it hard to breathe.

There was no wind, and the leaves remained motionless, like countless stiff green hands.

As far as the eye could see, the shadows were so thick they seemed to conceal countless prying eyes, watching the approaching carriage.

The chariot was pulled by three enormous dragon horses, each nearly ten meters tall.

Each dragon horse has a head that looks like a deer, a single leg, and a thick body without any hair, except for patches of hair loss. Its thick limbs have scales that are larger than a fist, and it leaves deep footprints when it walks on the ground.

Behind the three-headed dragon horse was a huge platform made of unknown white bones.

On the platform is a palace of exquisitely proportioned size, adorned with various expensive metals, luxurious gems, and luminous pearls as if they were free.

Even more bizarrely, this occurred beneath the eaves of the palace complex.

Hanging from ropes are human heads dripping blood, and these heads are still moving, not yet dead!

Unfortunately, all of these people had their tongues cut off.

They opened and closed their mouths, but could not speak.

The man driving the vehicle was over two meters tall, and his bluish-gray skin gave off an indescribable eeriness.

Inside the palace.

A tall, fair-skinned young man, dressed in clothes made of the finest ice silk, lay languidly on a beautiful woman, reading a book.

"Have they all been killed? Don't let the decay spread. There's no objection to leaving a land and its people who have no meaning. Only purging them is their final destination."

Ji Ming flipped through the book, displaying the image of a carefree and dissolute playboy.

"Your Highness, they have all been killed. There were a total of 1,379,560 people in Baishan City. These are the spirit pouches that have been collected."

Outside, a tall, thin man hurriedly and respectfully handed over a small bag, his face showing a troubled expression. "It's just that the rotten monster escaped. They are too cunning. As soon as there is a gap, they go with the current and escape back into the sea of ​​calamity."

"It's fine if I didn't catch it; one rotten worm won't improve my bloodline much anyway."

Ji Ming was silent for a moment, then said calmly, "Tiannan Prefecture has rebelled. Father suffered a great loss this time. Now, those rebels from Tiannan Prefecture have transferred the gray fog here. Father has ordered me to build a border fortress in Heiyun County. What do you think would make Father happier?"

He turned the pages of the book.

The beautiful woman behind him took out grape-like pieces of flesh from a small bag and stuffed them into Ji Ming's mouth.

Ji Ming felt like he was eating grapes, with blood occasionally bursting in his mouth.

As the juice dripped from the corner of his mouth, he licked it like delicious grape juice, a look of enjoyment on his face.

Situ Ming pondered for a moment and said, "Gather the population and wealth of dozens of cities under the jurisdiction of Guanzhou, Longzhou and Liangzhou, and relocate one-third of them to Heiyun County. At the same time, conscript 500,000 laborers and 30,000 warriors to expand the canal, the highway, build high walls and new cities. We will definitely see results in a short time."

"When the prince asks us questions, we won't be left with nothing."

"Okay, let's do it that way."

Ji Ming didn't react much. He simply instructed, "Keep a close eye on those scumbags from the Candle Shadow Society and the Wildfire Society. Don't let them ruin my achievements."

"Yes, I will certainly keep a close watch on those ants."

"Hmm, have we arrived at Zhenxian Temple yet?" Ji Ming glanced at the pocket watch he had confiscated from the Republic of China's New Deal and said calmly, "Don't let me miss the auspicious time to visit my mother."

"Young Master, we're almost there." Situ Ming shouted outside, "Xing Tao, hurry up with the carriage."

"yes!"

The man driving the cart quickly responded and slammed his whip hard against the three dragon horses.

The dragon horse, in pain, desperately tried to rush forward.

Despite carrying a palace weighing countless tons, it moved at a speed that resembled a fleeting shadow, making it difficult even for a martial artist with excellent eyesight to clearly see the shadow flying past!

More than ten minutes passed.

A colossal, shadowy mountain appeared before them.

The stone tablet beneath the long-neglected archway is inscribed with the three large characters "Zhenxian Temple".

Barren and desolate, this land is eerily black, with no light appearing in the sky, and the surroundings are completely silent, revealing an extremely deep sense of desolation.

Under the archway.

A group of Taoist priests were already waiting silently.

Once the dragon-horse stopped, the tall Taoist priest at the head of the group walked towards the carriage, cupped his hands, and said, "Lin Weidao, a personal disciple of the Moon-Eating Goddess, greets the young master."

"Why are you the one greeting me today? Where are the other senior brothers?"

Ji Ming stepped down from the carriage.

His face was filled with disdain and contempt for Lin Weidao.

Lin Weidao was a very tall but thin Taoist priest with a fair and serene face and a refined and elegant demeanor. If he took off his Taoist robe, most people would probably mistake him for a scholar.

In fact, Lin Weidao was also a scholar.

Because of his good looks and his skill in flattery, he managed to climb from a menial servant to the female steward's bed, then from the female steward's bed to the female disciple's bed, and finally to the bed of the Moon Goddess, becoming one of the Moon Goddess's personal disciples.

He went from being a menial servant to a highly respected disciple.

He was granted a seed of aphrodisiac.

It can be said that it is unparalleled in popularity.

But Ji Ming had absolutely no liking for this kind of lowly child raised by his mother.