Chapter 1152

Shi Jian: "So everyone here is from a prestigious family? Unlike me, my surname is humble!"

Zhang Taixuan: "Shi Jian, Miss, you're being too modest. You can't say you were born lowly! The Shi surname originated from the Li surname, and the Li surname traces back to the Xia Dynasty—Yu the Great enfeoffed descendants of the Huang Di at Li."

"They took the place name as their surname. The Shi surname can be said to descend from the Huang Di. Who dares say the Huang Di's surname is humble?"

Shi Jian: "My surname has such a grand origin?"

Hu Yifei: "Of course. Any surname that has endured was noble or royal in ancient times. After all, ordinary people didn't have surnames."

Shi Jian: "I see. By the way, Old Zhao, are you ready?"

Zhao Kuangyin: "Ready. I'll mobilize troops immediately. Let Yue Fei lead this time—he'll make you all feel at ease."

Liu Che: "Yue Fei disciplines his troops strictly—no one can dispute that."

Zhu Yuanzhang: "Old Zhao has thought of everything."

Yue Fei: "Rest assured, I won't commit needless slaughter."

The World of the Knight-Errant.

A portal of transmigration suddenly appeared.

Row upon row of disciplined troops stepped out from it.

These soldiers all wore white linen robes, wielding steel spears, radiating a fierce, formidable aura.

Due to increased strength, the role of armor has been drastically diminished.

Thus, the Heavenly Dragon Guard no longer wears armor, only linen robes.

After all, with their defensive power, nothing short of a nuclear weapon could break through.

Linen robes don't hinder combat.

"Who are those people?"

The moment the Heavenly Dragon Guard appeared, the Chang Le Gang took notice.

As a gang in the desert, the Chang Le Gang had long ruled with tyranny, oppressing men and women, precisely because the imperial court was too distant to ever crush them.

Now, with row upon row of soldiers appearing, the Chang Le Gang members' hearts turned cold, their scalps prickling.

Wu Lingaoshou may be powerful, but once they face a regular army, nine out of ten are doomed.

"Is that General Yue?"

Suddenly, a clear, childish voice rang out:

At the front of the Heavenly Dragon Guard, Yue Fei looked up and saw a little girl, about seven or eight years old, standing there gracefully—he froze.

"You're Miss Shi Jian?"

"Mm." Shi Jian nodded lightly. "I'm still young. I didn't mention it, afraid you'd look down on me."

Yue Fei smiled: "Miss Shi Jian, what nonsense. There are children in the group too—no one treats them differently. You're overthinking. By the way, what about the Chang Le Gang?"

Shi Jian's expression shifted: "Treat them normally. I've only been with the Chang Le Gang for less than a year—I have no attachment."

"Good!" Yue Fei waved his hand; one Heavenly Dragon Guard flew out, landing among the Chang Le Gang, beginning to purge the gang according to law.

The Great Song already governs multiple worlds, with established laws—everything is handled by law, procedures fully refined.

"Is that little girl?"

"Did she bring the soldiers?"

"Pfft, soldiers? Who ever heard of soldiers who can fly?"

The Chang Le Gang members were already stunned into silence.

On the other side, the Heavenly Dragon Guard scattered, heading to every corner.

Central Plains, the Western Regions—even the Knight-Errant Island.

Knight-Errant Island.

"Is this the so-called Tai Xuan Jing?"

Shi Jian gazed at the stone wall, curious—but after just a few glances, she found it utterly dull.

"Far inferior to the martial path created by Brother Tai Xuan!"

The masters Long and Mu had long been stunned by the little girl before them.

That day, they were discussing martial arts when a subordinate reported that immortals had descended.

Stepping out of the cave, they saw two soldiers and a little girl standing in the sky.

This scene instantly stunned everyone.

Even those who dared to test it were instantly subdued by a mere wave of the girl's hand, knocked flat on the ground.

"May I ask, Immortal Lady, who is this Brother Tai Xuan?" Master Long asked cautiously, curiosity getting the better of him.

Shi Jian sniffed: "Brother Tai Xuan is incredibly powerful—he's already a Great Luo Immortal."

"Great Luo Immortal?"

Master Long, Master Mu, and the martial artists behind them, their eyes blazing with fervor, all froze.

These people included monks and Taoists, well-versed in myths and legends—they knew exactly what a Great Luo Immortal was.

It was the highest rank among immortals.

"Immortal Lady, might you introduce us?" Master Long's eyes burned with eagerness.

Shi Jian shook her head: "You're too weak. Brother Tai Xuan won't even meet you!"

Hearing this, everyone sank into despair.

"But it's not impossible. I can transmit to you 260 the immortal martial path created by Brother Tai Xuan—let you serve me. If you later ascend to the Tai Xuan Realm, you may have a chance to meet Grandmaster Tai Xuan."

Master Long and Master Mu heard this and rejoiced inwardly, not caring at all about Shi Jian's age—they immediately bowed.

"We pay homage to our Lord!"

"We pay homage to our Lord!"

"No, call me Sect Master!" Shi Jian chuckled proudly. "We are also a branch of the Profound Heaven Sect, a legitimate sect."

"Yes, greetings, Sect Master."

Both Dragon and Wood Island Masters bowed.

The other martial artists of the Wu Lin could not hold back.

"Immortal, I too wish to join the Profound Heaven Sect!"

"Yes, I too wish to become a disciple of the Profound Heaven Sect!"

Forget about the Immortals of the Great Luo.

This Sect Master is one who can fly through the skies and vanish underground; even learning a fraction of his arts would bring endless benefit.

Shi Jian frowned slightly and looked toward the Dragon Island Master. "Distinguish those with upright hearts—let them join the Profound Heaven Sect. Those who have done evil, leave them out."

"Yes." The Dragon Island Master bowed and accepted the order.

Upon hearing this, the Sect Masters of the various Wu Lin sects showed expressions of wild joy or helpless resignation.

Just then, Shi Jian's expression changed, and he let out a low exclamation.

"Huh? New friends have arrived!"

The Dragon and Wood Island Masters were puzzled but dared not ask further; they went about their own business.

PS: Thank you to 18128. for the push, and thanks to the senior for the support.