Chapter 825

Teng Zijing looked at Fan Xian with a hint of fear.

"In fact, this is already a reduced number."

Wang Jian sighed and said softly:

"The title of Lord Wu'an is an existence that even the people of Great Jean fear somewhat."

Fan Xian nodded repeatedly.

"The God of Slaughter Bai Qi—in the entire five-thousand-year history of Shenzhou, there have been countless gods of war and military geniuses, but there is only one General Bai Qi, the God of Slaughter."

"He was a military master, but compared to his strategic planning, his infinite slaughter is what makes people most afraid."

"Lord Wu'an campaigned his whole life; no one knows exactly how many people he killed..."

Suddenly, Wang Jian said lightly:

"3.8 million... The number of troops who died at the hands of Lord Wu'an reached 3.8 million."

"This is highly classified intelligence of Great Jean."

"Lord Wu'an's slaughter was too excessive; even His Majesty cannot help but look serious whenever he is mentioned."

"But precisely because of the excessive killing, in order to protect Lord Wu'an, the ancestors of Great Jean had to report a different number, and Lord Wu'an also faked his death to escape."

"Later, Lord Wu'an was sent to the northern barbarians..."

"Three years later, a tribe of one million people was left barren; men, women, old, young, birds, and beasts—all died miserably."

"Lord Wu'an is the true God of Slaughter; his killing reached a level that even the emperors of past generations would fear."

"Fortunately, Lord Wu'an is loyal to Great Jean and has never killed a single Jean person."

"Let me tell you a secret."

Wang Jian looked at Fan Xian meaningfully.

"Lord Wu'an is still alive."

"!!!"

Fan Xian and Teng Zijing’s legs went weak, and they collapsed to the ground.

"The Great Jean royal family disdains the act of 'discarding the bow once the birds are gone.' Lord Wu'an, who rendered such great service to Great Jean, is someone every generation of emperors has sought to protect."

"Today, Lord Wu'an is merely cultivating low-key as a Great Jean patron; his cultivation has already reached the peak of Shattering the Void."

"This is one of the foundations of Great Jean."

"Under Lord Wu'an’s command is a God of Slaughter Army, totaling one thousand men, but every single one is a top-tier Celestial Phenomenon Grandmaster."

"I am only responsible to His Majesty. Unless the Great Jean faces a life-or-death crisis, the Lord of Wu'an and the God-Slaying Army will not be deployed."

"You don't need to be afraid; Lord Wu'an hasn't killed for decades, his mindset has adjusted, and besides, a kid like you might never even meet Lord Wu'an in this lifetime."

"Do you think an existence like Lord Wu'an is someone you can see just because you want to?"

Fan Xian nodded repeatedly.

"It's good if I don't meet him, it's good if I don't... I was terrified that Lord Wu'an might kill me on a whim..."

"You?"

Wang Jian laughed dumbly.

"You are too weak; Lord Wu'an has no interest in killing you."

"Alright, kid, I’ve told you so many Great Jean secrets because, after observing you for this period, I’ve found you to be a talent."

"His Majesty is currently focused on immortality and ignores court affairs; the Great Jean court is managed by the Crown Prince Fusu."

"Your personality is decent; you can go to the court to help the Crown Prince. Besides, in the future, it is better to trust one's own people to manage this world. You must become one of us."

"But with a sudden promotion, you have no foundation, and many ministers in the court will certainly not have a good impression of you."

"Take me as your master, and afterwards, I will send you to Meng Tian for training for a period. When you return to the court, there will be no issues."

"Are you willing?"

Fan Xian nodded heavily.

"Disciple greets Master!"

"Good!"

Wang Jian smiled.

"From now on, you are my second disciple, but I am usually in the Shushan world accompanying His Majesty and don't have much time to teach you."

"When you return to Great Jean, you can find Meng Tian or Han Xin; they can teach you martial arts and military strategy. As for court affairs, Meng Yi will guide you."

"How about that? The teachers I’ve found for you are top-tier, right?"

Fan Xian nodded excitedly.

"They are! More than enough! Thank you, Master! These are all top-tier generals and ministers whose names will last through the ages. However... it would be even better if Minister Li Si were also willing."

Fan Xian looked at Wang Jian with a grin.

The latter patted Fan Xian’s head in annoyance.

"Li Si is like me; he must follow His Majesty in the Shushan world, so don't even think about it. However, I can help you get in touch with Wei Liao and Xiao He."

Fan Xian beamed.

"No problem! Those lords are also legendary figures!"

"And Zhang Liang..."

Wang Jian’s expression was calm.

"Dead."

"…Disciple understands."

671. Fan Xian’s Several "Old Fathers"

Three days later.

Fan Residence.

At this moment, in the most secret chamber of the Fan Residence, Fan Xian’s several "old fathers" had gathered.

Fan Jian, Chen Pingping, Fei Jie, Wu Zhu...

It could be said that apart from the Qing Emperor, his biological father, everyone who truly cared about Fan Xian had arrived.

Fan Xian had only arrived yesterday, but his tracks were already known to these old fathers who cared for him, especially after learning that Fan Xian and Teng Zijing had arrived together.

Even...

Fan Xian had personally and diligently driven the carriage, bringing along several existences who clearly looked extraordinary.

At this point, Chen Pingping and the others could no longer sit still.

Risking discovery by the Qing Emperor, they gathered together, intending to hear Fan Xian’s explanation.

Before long, Fan Xian arrived with Teng Zijing to keep the appointment.

What he had to say was too outrageous; there was nothing better than Teng Zijing, a Grandmaster, to prove the authenticity of everything he said.

Stepping into the secret chamber, Fan Xian paused when he saw Chen Pingping, then nodded slightly.

He had only asked Wu Zhu to notify those who were truly trustworthy and on the same boat.

Since the famous Chen Pingping had also come, there was nothing left to say.

"Fan Xian... this should be our first meeting. However, since Wu Zhu was able to call me here, you should understand what I mean."

Chen Pingping looked at Fan Xian with a smile, then said softly:

"I only want to know one thing... those people you brought..."

Fan Xian smiled.

"This is exactly what I want to talk about... but what I have to say is so outrageous that you will find it hard to believe. Before that..."

"Teng Zijing!"

Teng Zijing nodded slightly and unleashed the pressure of a Grandmaster.

Suddenly, Fan Jian and the others widened their eyes in disbelief.

"A Grandmaster! How is this possible! Are you really Teng Zijing? Impossible! You weren't even a ninth-rank; how could you become a Grandmaster?"

Chen Pingping immediately placed his hand under his wheelchair, ready to pull out a lethal weapon at any moment.

Fan Xian put on a big show, patting Teng Zijing on the shoulder.

The latter chuckled and retreated behind Fan Xian.

Chen Pingping’s eyes flickered. Although he didn't know what had happened, with an extra Grandmaster by Fan Xian’s side, plus Wu Zhu, he was even safer.

Many plans...

"Next, you must listen carefully."