Simultaneous Transmigration: From Japanese Comics to American Comics, a Powerful Attack

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Sheng Yayu argued forcefully, "Just suppressing warlords wouldn't require that much weaponry, unless we wanted to march on Japan..."

At this point, Sheng Yayu's voice stopped abruptly. She looked at Chu Yang in shock, wondering if this person really wanted to fight his way to Japan.

Now that Japan has become the new stronghold of the demon race, Chu Yang's attempt to raid their base at this critical juncture is far too audacious.

Sheng Yayu grew increasingly alarmed and immediately turned to Zhuge Zhengwo, asking, "Master, you don't really intend to do this, do you? If we fight across the sea, it will be disadvantageous for us!"

Zhuge Zhengwo said with a wry smile, "Girl, whether or not to fight is not something your master can decide. It depends on His Majesty's will. If he wants to fight, can we, as his subjects, just back down?"

He had only just figured out what Chu Yang meant by "reorganizing the South"...

It wasn't about calming the chaotic situation in the south, but about eliminating the demon race that was entrenched in Japan once and for all.

The plan was so audacious that I, Zhuge Zhengwo, wouldn't even dare to consider it.

"This is what it means to achieve victory in one battle. Our emperor is the complete opposite of his brother; he is frighteningly bold."

Cao Zhengchun and Yu Huatian whispered to each other.

He suddenly felt that staying at home to guard the gate was not so bad. At least he didn't have to follow Chu Yang to steal the demon clan's home. He really didn't know who would dare to do such a suicidal thing.

Yu Huatian, on the other hand, was eager to try. Unlike Cao Zhengchun, he was only fighting for power and profit to gain more authority.

He wanted to change the world, to drive out the monsters within the Ming Dynasty's borders, and to kill all the incompetent officials.

If we only consider the purpose, Yu Huatian cannot be considered a treacherous official; he simply chose to use any means necessary to achieve his ultimate goal.

"This servant wishes to go to the south and begs Your Majesty to take this servant with you. Since the two factories are destined to merge, there cannot be two supervisors in the future."

Yu Huatian knelt respectfully before Chu Yang.

"Are you willing to give up the entire Western Depot? That's territory you've painstakingly built up over many years. Isn't it a pity to just give it up like this?"

Chu Yang asked with great interest.

"Your Majesty, I am willing to give up anything as long as I can stay by your side."

"This servant has only two wishes in this life: one is to kill all the demon race, and the other is to reach the pinnacle of martial arts. These two wishes can only be fulfilled by serving Your Majesty."

For the first time, Yu Huatian spoke his mind sincerely, without elaborating on his loyalty to Chu Yang.

That's exactly why Chu Yang sensed his sincerity and believed he was telling the truth.

"From now on, the entire Western Depot, from the Director down, will be merged into the Eastern Depot, and the Eastern Depot will no longer exercise the duties of supervising officials and the Embroidered Uniform Guard, but will only be responsible for guarding the palace gates."

"Congratulations, Chief Supervisor Cao! No one will be competing with you for these things anymore."

Chu Yang looked at Cao Zhengchun with a half-smile.

"Your Majesty~~~ This old servant also wants to stay by Your Majesty's side. I have no desire to be a mere supervisor. For Your Majesty, this old servant is willing to give up everything."

While weeping bitterly, Cao Zhengchun cursed Yu Huatian for being a cunning scoundrel. The other party's flattery was so skillful that it was almost masterful.

"Alright, if you don't want to continue as the Grand Eunuch, then go to the Directorate of Ceremonial. In a couple of days, after I kill Wei Zhongxian, you can take over as the Grand Eunuch. How about that?"

"Your Majesty, may I retract my words?"

"Eunuch Cao, the crime of deceiving the emperor is punishable by beheading. Would you like to test the sharpness of the blade?"

Seeing that Chu Yang didn't seem to be joking, Cao Zhengchun felt like crying but had no tears left, and his heart was ashen.

This guy is fickle and has a rebellious streak. How could Chu Yang possibly continue to keep him in the position of Director of the Eastern Depot?

Chu Yang had originally planned to kill him last night, but Cao Zhengchun's kneeling and surrendering so readily caught Chu Yang off guard.

Since it's neither easy to kill him nor desirable to use him, the only option is to place him in a powerless position.

Given the current political landscape, even civil officials can only get a sip of soup, while those in the Directorate of Ceremonial Affairs can't even get a sip of soup.

Cao Zhengchun kept slapping himself in the face. He had just been too talkative and caused trouble. If it had been an emperor in the past, he would have argued back at least a bit.

But not now, because Chu Yang really will kill him. Compared to others, Cao Zhengchun is truly walking on thin ice.

"In this way, there will only be one Marquis and one Gate, one Factory and one Guard, and the structure will gradually become clear, and there will be much less fighting."

Both Zhang Juzheng and Hai Rui showed signs of joy, knowing that if things continued this way, the court would only become more transparent and enlightened.

"Since we've come this far, some changes need to be made between the Divine Marquis's Mansion and the Six Doors."

"The Divine Marquis's Mansion is used to acting recklessly, which often leads to conflicts with the people, causing them to complain. If this continues, the conflicts will only deepen."

"The Divine Marquis's Mansion itself must correct its mistakes. Furthermore, from now on, all powerful demons and demons appearing in the city will be dealt with by the Six Doors."

"The same applies to demons."

From the current perspective, it is not suitable for the Divine Marquis's Mansion to continue operating in crowded places, as the chaos they cause is no less than that caused by the demon race.

In contrast, under Guo Bujing's leadership, the Six Doors enjoyed a good reputation among the common people and among martial arts sects.

It's not that Zhuge Zheng was incompetent, but rather that he had too many worries because he knew more than others.

Compared to the harm caused by the demons' rampage, the conflict between the Divine Marquis's Mansion and the common people was really insignificant.

As for the problems of the Divine Marquis's Mansion itself, Zhuge Zhengwo and Sheng Yayu were both aware of them, but they did not have a good solution and could only agree to Chu Yang's arrangement.

More than half a day has passed since Zhu Wushi was beheaded for falling into demonic possession. Standing in front of the ruins of the Taihe Hall, everyone had basically said everything that needed to be said. Any omissions could only be discussed after Chu Yang officially ascended the throne.

Given the current situation, the emperor's funeral must be simplified. There is no time for a grand funeral now. No matter how great the grievances he suffers on his way to the afterlife, he can only keep them to himself.

After all, compared to the whole world, he is nothing.

Having finished his business, Chu Yang knew it was time to leave. He didn't want to stay here to help carry the emperor's coffin, but before he left, he said something.

"Grand Secretary Yan is too old and can't handle things anymore. We need to find someone else quickly. We should have waited a few days, but I can't wait any longer..."

After these words were spoken, everyone understood that Yan Song was doomed. Now, not only would the emperor hold a funeral, but the Yan family would also have to follow suit.

Given Grand Secretary Yan's loyalty to the emperor and his patriotism, he would likely agree readily.

Li Gexiao followed Chu Yang out of the palace. The two brothers did not ride in sedan chairs or on horseback, but walked out of the palace as if they were taking a walk in their own backyard.

"Your Highness... thank you."

Li Gexiao originally wanted to call him "Your Majesty," but for some reason, he inexplicably called him "Your Highness."

"Don't thank me. I didn't expect the emperor to be so impatient, taking action so suddenly. I originally wanted to leave it to you to handle."

"Now that the emperor is dead, it doesn't matter how Yan Song is dealt with."

Chu Yang smiled. He realized that Li Gexiao behind him was no longer the same as before. He was neither the Jinyiwei Tongzhi who spoke up for the people, nor the drunkard who slept in the streets.

Having shed all pretense, one is reborn.

"You're about to break through?" Chu Yang asked, somewhat surprised.

Li Ge smiled and tapped his chest with his fist, saying, "The pent-up emotions have dissipated, and the light boat has already passed ten thousand mountains."

Chu Yang said, "Your original sword technique had a good concept, so try not to give it up. Once you have thoroughly mastered the Divine Sword Technique that Yan Nantian passed on to you, you can try to combine the two."

"However, both martial arts are too strong and need a gentler technique to balance them out, such as the Mingyu Gong of the Yihua Palace."

Li Gexiao chuckled dryly, "Your Highness, please don't joke around. If I go to Yihua Palace to ask for the Mingyu Gong, wouldn't that be courting death?"

"As you saw last time, the Grand Palace Mistress has a big temper despite her small stature, and she even suffered a loss at our hands. I'm afraid she'll freeze me into eternal ice before I even open my mouth."

Chu Yang glared at Li Gexiao with exasperation. "We're all Grandmasters, why are you chickening out before the fight even starts?"

However, even among grandmasters, there are differences in skill level. Yaoyue herself is exceptionally talented and practices a rare skill like the Mingyu Gong. Among grandmasters, there are few who can defeat her.

"I'll go with you then, bring some things to exchange with her, and I guarantee she'll agree."

"This is too much trouble for Your Highness. Please give me the item and I will go and exchange it myself."

"I'm afraid you'll be held captive there and won't be able to come back."

"Well, forget it then."

Li Gexiao thought to himself that if it were a treasure that could be exchanged for the Mingyu Gong, he really couldn't keep it.

The two returned to the Prince's mansion, where Lu Xiaofeng and Ximen Chuixue had been waiting for a long time, eager to know if there were any countermeasures against the demon race's northward march.

They breathed a sigh of relief after Li Gexiao explained the situation to them.

Chu Yang was surprised that Ximen Chuixue would care about such things. A sword god who was detached from the world and far removed from worldly affairs should only have the sword in his heart.

Lu Xiaofeng provided the answer to the question.

"He's a father now."

Ximen Chuixue and his wife Sun Xiuqing recently had a son, and he is now a father.

Perhaps the state of the world has little to do with Ximen Chuixue, but it is closely related to his children and wife.

Which father wouldn't want his child to live in a peaceful world?

Whether it was Ye Gucheng, the Lord of Baiyun City, or Ximen Chuixue, the Sword God, they both fell from the heavens to the mortal world, one because of power and greed, and the other because of love.

Different things lead to different changes in the sword in one's heart, resulting in different outcomes.

"May I ask, Your Highness, was the sword you used to slay the demon this morning?"

There was a light in Ximen Chuixue's eyes, a swordsman's yearning for unparalleled swordsmanship.

Chu Yang nodded.

"Ximen Chuixue, if I may be so bold as to ask again, why did that sword strike possess the sword intent of a celestial being descending from the heavens?"

When Ximen Chuixue asked this question, Lu Xiaofeng secretly tugged at his clothes, signaling him to stop.