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Chapter 433: The Benevolent Emperor of War
🕑 Added 2024-10-15 10:13:11 +0000 UTC"Your Majesty, based on our earlier observations, we have determined that not only will Wang Gang's strength return to normal, but he will also become even more powerful than before," Zhuge Ming reported seriously to Lin Qian. "It seems that the Transformation Fruit, which we once considered a poison for our people, could actually be the key to a nationwide evolution."
Upon hearing Zhuge Ming's words, Lin Qian's eyes lit up with interest. His greatest ambition was to build the Huaxia Empire into the strongest empire, and the well-being and basic strength of its citizens were paramount to that goal.
If the weakest citizen of the Huaxia Empire could possess Nirvana Realm-level strength, who in the Soul Martial Continent would dare underestimate them?
Using Spirit Gathering Arrays in every home was one solution, but it would take too long to see significant results. Thus, Lin Qian hoped that Zhuge Ming could devise a faster method with no side effects. Achieving this goal would likely require external help, but creating such a potion was a formidable challenge due to the weak constitution of most of the empire's citizens. Even the weakest potions of the Huaxia Empire were too potent for them to fully absorb, leading to wasted potential.
"But the Transformation Fruit is different. As long as one is human, consuming it will trigger a reaction—one that is incredibly intense."
"First, the Transformation Fruit will stimulate the bodies of ordinary citizens, strengthening their physiques while thickening their meridians and dantian walls, drastically reducing the space for spiritual energy. Their cultivation levels will rise quickly, but their combat strength will be relatively weak."
"Next, once they've reached the limit of the Forming Origin Realm, they can take the cleansing potion to return to normal. Although the process will be painful, it will restore their combat strength to match their cultivation."
"In this way, their descendants' potential will greatly improve, allowing them to reach the Nirvana Realm. By the third generation, the overall strength of the Huaxia Empire's citizens will have skyrocketed."
"Your Majesty, with the people's unwavering loyalty, the ever-increasing concentration of spiritual energy, and the strategies I propose, it will become commonplace for every adult in the Huaxia Empire to possess Nirvana Realm-level strength."
After listening to Zhuge Ming's plan, Lin Qian could already envision the shadow of the strongest empire. In his mind, the strongest empire wasn't just about military might—it meant that no one from any other force or race would dare harm even a single hair on an ordinary citizen of the Huaxia Empire.
When Lin Qian first expressed his ambitions during a broadcast across the empire, every person within its borders went into a frenzy. Was Lin Qian's ambition vast? Were his goals and vision wild?
Yes!
"To strive for the best, to live the finest lives, to have the greatest resources, and to wield the strongest power. If you don't even have the courage to forge ahead through trials and tribulations, you're not worthy of being a citizen of the Huaxia Empire."
"I hope that the citizens of this empire can stand with me at the pinnacle of this world!"
Lin Qian's words ignited a fire in everyone's hearts. Across the Huaxia Empire, people worked with all their might, pursuing their goals with passion. They had finally cast off the dark clouds of their past lives and embraced the long-awaited sunshine, each striving toward their newfound dreams.
"Yan'er, take a break," an elderly man, Old Qi, urged his grandson as he practiced his soul techniques in the courtyard of their new home in Yushui City.
Qi Yan was drenched in sweat, yet he showed no signs of stopping. With a determined punch, he replied, "Grandfather, I want to serve His Majesty, so I must work harder in my cultivation."
"Alright, as you wish." Old Qi shook his head with a smile. Since his grandson was so determined, he decided not to interfere. He found a seat in the courtyard, quietly watching his grandson train, and couldn't help but think back to the young man who had once visited them.
The words Lin Qian had spoken to him still echoed in Old Qi's mind, bringing a smile to his face and tears to his eyes. "Your Majesty, you truly are a benevolent emperor," he murmured sincerely.
It wasn't just Old Qi—across the entire Huaxia Empire, countless people were singing Lin Qian's praises. They all proclaimed that Lin Qian was indeed a ruler of unparalleled kindness—a benevolent emperor.
Those who spoke of Lin Qian as the Benevolent Emperor were, of course, the common folk. They had deeply felt the care Lin Qian had for them, which went far beyond mere words. His concern was evident in his actions.
The patrols of the imperial army were nothing like the city guards of old—they were true protectors of the people. And when they ventured into the wilderness, they no longer feared danger, for armored soul beasts—the imperial war beasts—would appear, ensuring their safety.
Now, the people could only think that it was a great fortune for the Huaxia Empire to conquer their lands. As they gazed at the towering yellow dragon pillars in the cities, they felt an inexplicable sense of security. They had witnessed how the bright yellow light from each city's dragon pillar converged in the sky before slowly dimming and disappearing.
However, the soul martial artists assured them that the light hadn't vanished but merely hidden, ready to reveal itself if anyone dared to invade the Huaxia Empire.
Unlike the common people, the soul martial artists admired Lin Qian's talent and invincible prowess. To think that Lin Qian, at the Life and Death Realm, could still overpower Awakened Realm experts—such unmatched power commanded respect.
Young soul martial artists and newcomers to the path of cultivation idolized Lin Qian, holding a nearly blind faith in the young emperor's accomplishments. As for the older soul martial artists, they could only sigh, acknowledging that their emperor truly outshone them all.
"Out with the old, in with the new," they mused, marveling at how their emperor had utterly surpassed them. But to them, having a ruler of such unparalleled strength was a cause for celebration. In their eyes, as Lin Qian continued to advance, he would undoubtedly become one of the continent's top experts—a peerless Martial Emperor.
As the praises of the Huaxia Empire's people and soul martial artists merged, a new title began to spread for Lin Qian, who was in the underground world, a title he had yet to hear for himself:
Righteous and unmatched in benevolence, invincible in martial prowess!
The Southern Territory had risen to prominence with a dazzling new star—the Emperor of the Huaxia Empire.
Lin Qian, the Benevolent Martial Emperor!
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