Staying Alive Cautiously in the Celestial Realm and Becoming the Strongest
Chapter 1090: 1090: The General Trend (Part Two)

Chapter 1090: Chapter 1090: The General Trend (Part Two)

This vast plain originally had no name, but later came to be known as the “Blood Plains,” a place of taboo.

In the tenth year of Great Zhou, the Western Expedition Army of Great Zhou clashed with the Southeastern Alliance Army of Daqin on the Blood Plains. They fought fiercely for two days and one night, and all 270,000 soldiers of the Qin Army perished.

The main battlefield turned into a plain awash with blood, a scatter of corpses strewn everywhere, its gruesomeness reaching an extreme.

The bodies of the Qin Army were buried on-site by the Western Expedition Army, and a tombstone without inscriptions was erected, under a night sky where even the moon was red.

For decades afterward, the Blood Plains became a forbidden land, with few daring to set foot upon it.

It is said that on nights of the full moon, people saw ghostly shadows flickering on the Blood Plains, where the spirits of the Qin Army’s officers and soldiers still struggle fiercely in battle.

But their bravery became a tragedy in the face of the Western Expedition Army’s fire cannons!

The outcome of this battle caused a tremendous stir throughout Great Qin. Qin Qi, the war god of Daqin who was entangled with Ling Zhiyuan in the north, had to urgently return to provide support, giving the latter the opportunity to take a heavy toll.

However, the Western Expedition Army also paid a considerable price, with total casualties exceeding 20,000, including more than 7,000 dead!

In such a circumstance, Wang Chen did not continue to expand his victory, leading the remaining forces of the Western Expedition Army back to Solid Gold Pass.

His strategic objective had been largely achieved; to continue fighting would have been meaningless, only resulting in the needless sacrifice of these battle-hardened elites.

Wang Chen rested at Solid Gold Pass for five days, then set off for the Imperial Capital with 3,000 iron cavalry.

After Wu Zhao unified the three kingdoms and established the new dynasty of Great Zhou, she did not build a new imperial capital, choosing instead to continue using the Old Liang Capital as the center of power.

After all, she had grown up in Liang Capital and had deep affection for the city.

After an urgent march day and night, Wang Chen arrived at the Imperial Capital.

Because of rapid messenger dispatch, the Imperial Capital was aware of Wang Chen’s return. Hence, upon his arrival in the city, Wu Zhao led officials and an army of a hundred thousand citizens to welcome him ten miles outside the city.

The grandeur of the welcome was unprecedented!

“State Preceptor, State Preceptor!”

Countless citizens sang and danced, throwing fresh flowers, welcoming Wang Chen with their utmost enthusiasm and reverence.

This scene of a fiery welcome, adorned with flowers, was destined to become a long-lasting legend!

Wang Chen rode at the very front of the procession, feeling the boiling fervor of the crowd confronting him, all of which poured into the Cangqing Ring.

It all transformed into the purest form of World Origin Force!

“Master!”

Empress Wu Zhao of Great Zhou stepped down from her dragon chariot, her eyes brimming with hot tears as she approached Wang Chen.

No sooner had Wang Chen dismounted than she, under the watchful eyes of all, eagerly threw herself into Wang Chen’s embrace!

This scene left the following officials slack-jawed in astonishment.

Although everyone knew that Wu Zhao was Wang Chen’s disciple, she was now a sovereign empress who ruled over the world and held the power of life and death over countless subjects, an identity utterly transformed.

The State Preceptor was certainly revered, but even so, one must not overstep the bounds of monarch and subject.

It was utterly unexpected that after Wang Chen’s ten-year slumber, his status in Wu Zhao’s heart remained so exalted!

Some officials had no choice but to put away their petty thoughts.

“You’ve grown up.”

Wang Chen gently stroked the hair of the woman in his arms and smiled as he did in days past: “You’ve done well.”

The current situation in Great Zhou, while indeed built on the solid foundation he had laid down in his day, could not have been achieved without Wu Zhao’s diligence and effort.

“Master~”

Wu Zhao’s tears turned to laughter, with a hint of playful tenderness in her tone.

She pressed her face tightly against Wang Chen’s chest, greedily inhaling his scent, feeling nothing but joy and peace, wishing that time could forever stay at this moment!

Wu Zhao wished to let Wang Chen know how much she had missed her master over these ten years.

“All right.”

Wang Chen said softly: “Let’s talk about it when we get back, so many eyes are upon us.”

Wu Zhao’s pretty face flushed red as she reluctantly disentangled herself from Wang Chen’s embrace.

She knelt on one knee and saluted, “Master, please ascend to the chariot.”

Wu Zhao was not afraid that her authority would be undermined by this because in her eyes, Wang Chen was akin to a celestial being who descended to earth, deserving of all honor and ceremony.

Wang Chen nodded slightly and ascended the dragon chariot alongside Wu Zhao.

And then, amidst the cheering of tens of thousands of civilians, they entered straight into the Imperial Capital and the Imperial Palace.

That day, Wu Zhao decreed a seven-day citywide celebration and a general amnesty for the whole world!

After reuniting with Wu Zhao in the Imperial Capital, Wang Chen stayed in the palace for half a month.

Throughout this half month, Wu Zhao almost neglected the government affairs, entrusting all official duties to her ministers, preferring to stay by Wang Chen’s side.

Aside from advising Wu Zhao on her cultivation issues, Wang Chen also spent this half-month writing a book.

Later, this book was classified as top secret and became Great Zhou’s book of state, recording a substantial amount of military strengthening content, including designs for some new types of weaponry, and it pointed out the future direction of Great Zhou’s military development.

Wang Chen inscribed all his thoughts, insights, and learnings in these aspects into this book.

As long as Wu Zhao and Ling Zhiyuan grasped the right direction, barring unforeseen disasters and calamities, Great Zhou would surely defeat Great Qin!

This was the inevitable trend!

As for Qin Qi, the suspected son of fate from this world, Wang Chen also left it to the two of them to deal with.

A gem cannot be polished without friction; without external pressure, the decline of an empire’s internal affairs is swift.

Wang Chen went to great lengths to extend the lifespans and enhance the strength of Wu Zhao and Ling Zhiyuan because he wanted them to conquer the world for him.

“Master…”

On the evening of the half-month mark, Wu Zhao personally brought a cup of ginseng soup to Wang Chen and asked softly, “Are you going to leave?”

Wang Chen hesitated for a moment before answering, “Yes.”

The rejection from the Cangqing Domain towards him was getting stronger, and Wang Chen estimated that he could stay here at most for another ten days to half a month.

Better to leave voluntarily than be ‘kicked’ out at the end.

To avoid any accidents.

Wu Zhao put down the ginseng soup and suddenly threw herself into Wang Chen’s arms, wrapping her arms, like lotus roots, tightly around his neck.

She murmured, “Master, can you grant me a request?”

Only then did Wang Chen notice that tonight, Wu Zhao was only wearing a thin gauze outer garment, pressing her incredibly enchanting body against his.

And gently rubbing against him.

Wang Chen immediately had a bad feeling, “What request?”

“I, I want to have a child.”

Wu Zhao’s beautiful face turned crimson, her large eyes brimming with an indescribable charm.

She was already a true woman!

For Wu Zhao, she needed an heir to solidify her imperial throne; otherwise, the lack of a successor would surely lead to internal strife within the empire in the future.

The fall of the empire was a real possibility!

But with Wu Zhao’s pride, she would never casually choose a man to solve this problem.

In the heart of this Empress, only Wang Chen was her match!

As for Ling Zhiyuan, Wu Zhao had long known that he was merely a split form of Wang Chen and naturally would not harbor any affectionate thoughts.

Wang Chen’s thoughts raced, immediately understanding Wu Zhao’s intentions.

Just as he hesitated for a moment, Wu Zhao let out a soft cry and suddenly lifted her head.

A sweet fragrance enveloped Wang Chen in an instant!