Chapter 169: The Three Kingdoms of Shenhan

Donghai Commandery, Xuzhou. Along the coast of the sea, at a dried-up river mouth, a massive camp was arranged in an orderly fashion. Looking down from the high ground of the river mouth, dense crowds of people were working hard like ants.

Pieces of salt fields were taking shape along the coast.

A group of old and young people wearing yellow turbans were working with hope and enthusiasm.

"Qu Shuai! Commander Guan has sent people to ask for grain again!"

In the main tent, a general wearing black battle armor looked unhappy as he reported to the young man on the main seat.

"Asking for grain? Then just give it to him, won't you?"

The young main general on the seat looked at the bamboo slips in his hand lazily and said indifferently.

"Give it again? Qu Shuai, he has asked for grain twice this month already. Why should we give them grain? You and Commander Guan are both Qu Shuai of one side."

"Although Commander Guan has great strength, you are a disciple of the Great Virtuous Teacher, and your status is even above his."

The deputy general seemed to have a "hate iron for not becoming steel" look, which the young man found very interesting.

"But so what? If you don't give it to him, he will bring people over to rob it. What will you do? If you can block his great blade, then don't give it."

"This..."

Hearing this, the deputy general was immediately stumped. If he could block Commander Guan's blade, would he still be your deputy general here? He had some complaints in his heart but didn't dare to say them, so he could only respond stifledly.

"Go! But tell Guan Hai that this is the last time for this half-year. Tell them to restrain themselves a bit."

The young man waved his hand.

After the deputy general left, the young man walked out of the tent, looking at the endless tents, and muttered full of melancholy: "What bad luck!"

The young man was precisely Su Fan, who had traveled through time.

Now he was in a predicament. Yes, in the eyes of those outside, he was the famous Qu Shuai of one side, commanding hundreds of thousands of Taiping Dao soldiers and civilians. Here, he was one person below, ten thousand above.

However, Su Fan knew clearly that the future Taiping Dao would turn into the Yellow Turban Army and be beaten by the Great Han, having no future at all.

This world, although it was the Shenhan plane, was a Xuanhuan super-martial world. Zhang Jiao of the Taiping Dao had strength comparable to a Primordial Spirit big shot.

Yet Su Fan did not look favorably upon him.

He was very strong, but the Shenhan side was not weak either, and there was also the Shenhan's Luck Golden Dragon, which was an invincible existence.

Zhang Jiao wanting to change the world was truly as difficult as ascending to heaven.

However, the helplessness was that he was now in the Taiping Dao and had been forcibly taken as a disciple by Zhang Jiao, even if it was only a nominal disciple.

He had also been branded with the mark of the Taiping Dao.

Just thinking about it made him feel bitter.

He had traveled through time, and his identity was a disciple of the Guangling Gao Clan, from the same clan as Gao Lan of Jizhou.

It was just that Su Fan was from this branch of the Guangling Gao Clan, while Gao Lan was from the Bohai Gao Clan.

This original body of Su Fan, the Gao Clan, was considered a scholar clan in Guangling Commandery, just like the Chen Clan of Xiapi.

Unfortunately, a year ago, Zhang Jiao went to Guangling to preach and happened to run into Su Fan, who was practicing the immortal cultivation method of the Main World.

Sensing that Su Fan was a good seedling, he didn't say a word, waved his hand, and captured Su Fan, who was practicing at home.

This method of shifting shapes and changing shadows also stunned Su Fan at the time.

Afterward, he learned that at the time, he was a full dozen *li* away from Zhang Jiao.

Then there was no then. He was forcibly taken as a nominal disciple by Zhang Jiao, who didn't give him any chance to resist.

He took him by his side for three months, threw him a book of Qi Refining techniques and a few spells, and told him to go to Xuzhou to develop "downlines."

Su Fan also thought about running away, but knowing Zhang Jiao's strength, he didn't dare. He hadn't recovered to his peak strength of the Main World yet.

And even if he recovered to the Foundation Establishment stage of the Main World, so what? In front of Zhang Jiao, a big shot comparable to a Primordial Spirit in the Main World, he would be pinched to death like an ant.

He even knew that if he angered Zhang Jiao, the entire Gao Clan would be buried with him.

This was not a historical plane of the *Romance*; this was a transcendental era.

A Xuanhuan super-martial world.

This world had Earth Immortals living in the world with lifespans of a thousand years, martial arts reaching the sky to split mountains and seas, and literati refining souls to summon wind and rain.

There were also monster beasts causing chaos in the world.

Such a world could be said to be as dangerous as the Main World. Su Fan, this little shrimp, was truly in great danger.

So, forced by helplessness, he could only obey Zhang Jiao's arrangements and run to Xuzhou. Because he held the identity of Zhang Jiao's nominal disciple, coming to Xuzhou, he also became a Qu Shuai of one side.

A year later, right here in Donghai, he gathered hundreds of thousands of Taiping Dao believers.

In this world, the Shenhan Dynasty had existed for four thousand years. It wasn't much different from the history in the *Romance*, as if it had just stretched the timeline by ten times.

Of course, this world was naturally much larger than history.

Perhaps at this time, this world could no longer be considered Earth.

However, it was already the 79th year of Guanghe. According to historical records, the Way of Peace erupted in the Yellow Turban Rebellion in the first year of Zhongping, which was next year.

Although Su Fan's original body was from a scholar clan, in reality, he was Zhang Jiao's nominal disciple. Not many people knew about this identity.

But it was still a bit troublesome.

Especially in the future, with the Yellow Turban Rebellion, what exactly should he do?

Could it be that he would follow along? He knew clearly that the Yellow Turban Rebellion could not succeed.

Historically, peasant uprisings never succeeded. Even Zhu Yuanzhang—that couldn't be considered a peasant uprising; he was a warlord competing for hegemony.

Shenhan for four thousand years, like history, had also reached the end of the dynasty. The court's power had declined to the extreme, but the Shenhan Luck Golden Dragon was still there. Zhang Jiao wanting to change the world was truly not easy.

The Heavenly Dao would not allow it.

It was just that his current situation was something outsiders couldn't know. In the Taiping Dao, everyone was full of confidence in that Great Virtuous Teacher.

But once a great war broke out, the Taiping Dao believers were indeed numerous, a full hundreds of millions. This was a terrifying number.

The Shenhan court only had over a billion. Of course, this was on the surface; there were many who hadn't been registered.

However, although the number of people was large, they were all farmers. No matter how many there were, facing the elite, they were of no use.

In a Xuanhuan world, the army had military formations. The power erupted by a true military formation was very terrifying.

When Su Fan was in Guangling, he saw with his own eyes that the Guangling Commandery soldiers—three hundred of them—once the military formation opened, the soldiers' essence and energy combined. The strength of a single soldier was not even third-rate in Datang, but once the military formation opened, the power erupted could even threaten Foundation Establishment cultivators.

So how powerful was the power erupted by those true elites?

This was also the reason why Su Fan did not look favorably upon Zhang Jiao, because he had no talent in his hands.

Although he obtained the Taiping Scripture, it was a classic of the Daoist school and did not have the inheritance of the Military School.

On the battlefield, personal martial prowess was needed, but with tens of thousands of troops, essence and energy combined to turn into military Qi, which could suppress the surrounding heaven and earth spiritual energy to death. It was very difficult for immortal arts to exert much power.

The Taiping Dao had no talent; most were grass-roots, and they couldn't even be considered heroes. At first, relying on their momentum, they could move unimpeded, but once they encountered the desperate resistance of the court, these Taiping Dao Qu Shuai would be useless.

And the Taiping Dao only knew how to destroy, and the hearts of the people slowly dissipated. The final result goes without saying.

Su Fan thought about reforming the Taiping Dao, but his words were light. Thinking about it, he gave up; it was simply impossible.

The army values strength, and the Taiping Dao is the same. ===== CHAPTER 170 =====