303: Anti-Holy Roman Empire Alliance

"Your subjects Yao Chong and Great Western King take their leave."

The two withdrew together. Halfway there, the restless Great Western King proactively asked Yao Chong for a task.

"Lord Yao Chong, although my cultivation level isn't high, I excel at fighting and enduring. Could you assign me something involving a bit of combat?"

Yao Chong looked at his new colleague beside him—a burly man wearing a Crane Cloak, a Silken Cap, and holding a White Feather Fan.

As the saying goes, you can't judge a book by its cover. Although his colleague looked fierce, with this appearance of a pale-faced scholar, he must be a kind-hearted person.

Coincidentally, Yao Chong happened to be handling a rebellion suppression matter that urgently required someone to manage it with a balance of firmness and leniency, educating the rebels with a kind heart.

Since the Great Western King proactively requested to fight, it was perfect to send him over!

This way, not only could the suppression be completed, but he could also test the extent of his abilities.

After hearing the details, the Great Western King's eyes immediately glowed red.

"No problem, Lord Yao! I am most proficient at this sort of task!"

"Leave it to me. I guarantee they will behave themselves."

A few days later, the Great Western King led the army on the expedition.

Ten-odd days later, an urgent express report was presented to Yao Chong's desk. After opening and reading the report, he felt his vision swim, and he immediately rushed toward the Imperial Palace clutching the dispatch.

The express report starkly stated: The Great Western King built nineteen Jingguan!

At the same moment, inside the Imperial Harem, Zhao Zheng suddenly remembered something and hastily pushed away several other people's wives.

"Crap, I forgot to remind Yao Chong never to let the Great Western King leave his sight!!!"

"Quick, summon Yao Chong! Summon the Great Western King! Order them to come see me immediately."

Not long after, Yao Chong arrived with the express report.

"Your Majesty! This is terrible! The Great Western King slaughtered one hundred thousand rebels and built nineteen Jingguan."

"This subject is guilty! This subject is guilty!"

"What?!"

"Quick! Dispatch the Iron Buddhas immediately! Mobilize at once and call the Great Western King back!"

"In the future, absolutely do not let the Great Western King leave your sight!!!"

Subsequently, the Great Western King was urgently recalled by Zhao Zheng to Washington and severely criticized in a small corner.

After this incident, the Great Western King could forget about any other work. He could only honestly stand guard at the Imperial Palace entrance as a security guard, and specifically the kind who couldn't leave the palace grounds.

Soon, something unexpected happened: the numerous rebel armies within the Empire became much more compliant upon learning that the Great Western King had built Jingguan.

After all, people might not fear lectures, but they definitely fear the executioner's blade.

Upon receiving the report, Zhao Zheng couldn't help but sigh, "As long as he didn't cause a massive catastrophe, it's fine."

Skipping past this small interlude, he resumed playing music and dancing.

Zhao Zheng remained true to his original aspiration, diligently performing his duties. He was originally a complete layman regarding politics and military matters.

In any case, professional tasks should be handled by professionals.

Therefore, he decided to thoroughly enjoy himself~

However, what Zhao Zheng didn't realize was that soon, the Holy Roman Empire would face a major crisis... The perspective shifts eastward from the Holy Roman Empire.

A very, very distant place.

The Cultivator A Mian was traveling a long distance, flying through the air on his sword as cold winds whistled past.

Closely following him were a group of Tongxuan Realm Fifth Layer Armored Soldiers.

Half a year had passed. A Mian had traveled west for a full six months, yet he hadn't even covered ten percent of the distance across the Ten Thousand Dynasties of the Eastern Wilderness.

During this time, although they occasionally found a few usable small Teleportation Arrays that saved some time, they mostly had to travel on their own.

They encountered Yao Beasts, Bandit Cultivatorss, and powerful Cultivators engaged in combat.

No matter how much trouble they faced, they always pressed forward relentlessly.

A Mian looked down at the ground; the scenery below continuously changed, but the path ahead seemed endless.

He slightly tilted his head, using his peripheral vision to sneak a peek at the few people behind him; they were staring intently at him.

Under these circumstances, A Mian dared not make any sudden moves.

"Sigh, if only I had pretended to be afflicted by a Heart Demon back then."

Half a year ago, A Mian was forced to follow a debauched young master from the Wangxuan Chen Clan to cause trouble. Unexpectedly, they hit a snag, and those young masters and the Cultivators from his clan instantly perished in the Yellow Springs.

He was not a member of the Wangxuan Chen Clan, and coupled with good luck, he gained the appreciation of that Emperor and successfully abandoned darkness for light.

However, there were conditions for survival.

And that condition was—to take the others and rush to the Yunting Sacred Dynasty to establish and develop a force there.

A Mian originally didn't want to go, but he couldn't withstand the other party's "earnest and persistent" persuasion, so he could only "reluctantly" lead the team forward.

"Heh heh, Yunting Sacred Dynasty, Yunting Sacred Dynasty..."

A Mian couldn't help but question his life; he had been Cultivating for over forty years now.

Throughout these long years, the four characters 'Yunting Sacred Dynasty' had always been distant and ethereal, and he never dared to imagine that he would now have to travel there.

He didn't know how far this journey was, but it would probably take at least a few decades.

"I hope I can live long enough to reach that place."

A Mian sighed, then focused his mind and concentrated on traveling... Great Ming Dynasty, Capital City.

Envoys from thirteen nations were secretly gathering here. Once everyone had arrived, a clandestine meeting targeting the "Holy Roman Empire" quietly began.

Inside the conference hall, the atmosphere was heavy, and the envoys from various nations took their seats.

"Gentlemen, that... Holy Roman Empire has continuously expanded in recent years, already severely threatening our living space."

The Emperor of the Great Ming Dynasty was the first to break the silence, his tone filled with worry and indignation. If nothing changed, his nation would be the next target.

Because of this, he hastily organized this meeting of the allied nations.

"Exactly! Wherever their Iron Cavalry goes, treasuries are emptied. We absolutely cannot sit here and wait for death!"

"The three nations of Daying, Jiuyi, and Taiyuan have already been destroyed, and their Empresses and Consorts were all defiled. If we don't act now, your nations' Empresses and Consorts will suffer the same fate!"

"Right! Su Yuanqing has gone too far! He won't leave any path for us to survive!"

"Even after our Dynasty's Emperor offered several beloved consorts, he still sent Famous Minister to lead troops to attack our country! This is simply outrageous!"

"Precisely! Our Dynasty already presented a large quantity of precious Immortal Treasures, yet that Brat Su was still unsatisfied after receiving the gifts—his greed knows no bounds."

Everyone spoke one after another, and the discussion surrounding Su Yuanqing's crimes grew increasingly intense. Soon, they reached a consensus: they must unite and establish the Anti-Holy Roman Empire Alliance.

However, when the discussion turned to specific military plans, most envoys fell silent.

Although they possessed the power of fourteen nations, most of them were quite distant, and fewer than five nations bordered the Holy Roman Empire.

Too many complex issues were involved, and no one wanted to be the first to stick their neck out.

"The Holy Roman Empire has strong soldiers and powerful horses, and many Immortal Masters overseeing them. If we attack rashly, I fear we have little chance of victory."

An envoy known for his wisdom analyzed with a frown.

Just as everyone was at a loss, a mysterious figure quietly appeared at the entrance of the conference hall.

This person was dressed in a Red-Patterned Daoist Robe, masked, tall in stature, and exuded an ominous aura.

"If you wish to defeat the Holy Roman Empire, perhaps we can assist you."

The mysterious person spoke, his voice low and hoarse.

Everyone was startled, looking warily at the unexpected guest, then couldn't help but exclaim: "An Imm... Immortal Master!"

"Who are you? Why do you want to help us?" asked a slightly bolder envoy.

The mysterious person sneered, "Who I am is not important. What is important is that I have a method for you to achieve victory."

"We can cooperate and mutually benefit."

Saying this, he slowly walked into the conference room, raised his hand, and a massive map materialized out of thin air, clearly marking the military deployment and defensive weaknesses of the Holy Roman Empire.

Even the structures of the Prime Minister's Residence, the Grand General's Residence, and the Imperial Palace were clearly visible.

Seeing this, everyone showed expressions of pleasant surprise, yet they harbored faint doubts.

"Is your information reliable? You aren't a spy sent by the Holy Roman Empire, are you?" a daring envoy questioned directly.

The mysterious person was not angered, merely saying faintly, "Believe it or not, that is up to you."

"However, if you miss this opportunity, you will likely never have a chance to rise again."

"If you are willing to cooperate, my Sect will certainly dispatch a large number of Cultivators, and even Lingyao Realm Cultivators, to assist you!"

Just as everyone was hesitating, the Emperor of the Great Ming Dynasty suddenly spoke.

"I believe him. Whether this is a conspiracy or not, we must take a gamble. Otherwise, once the Holy Roman Empire completely grows stronger, our nations will be destroyed and our families ruined."

The Great Ming Emperor's words settled the matter, and everyone nodded, indicating general agreement.

Thus, with the help of the mysterious person, the fourteen nations began intensive preparations for war against the Holy Roman Empire.

Meanwhile, within the Holy Roman Empire, Zhao Zheng was still immersed in his leisurely life, completely unaware that a massive crisis was quietly approaching... Hundreds of millions of trillions outside the Void Realm, Li Jinian withdrew his gaze. Before he could fully reflect on his Fellow Countryman Zhao Zheng's "tyrannical hero" nature, he immediately discovered a major event...