The Emperor...
The Son of Heaven!
This is considered a unique existence within the Eastern civilization system!
In the Eastern civilization system, upon the death of the Son of Heaven, he becomes a deity, and a deity of no low rank at that.
While alive, he is essentially a god among men, as well as the patriarch of the Huaxia people.
How should one put it? Even if one were to become an emperor recognized for just a day, his life must be recorded in the annals of history.
It can be said that throughout the entire history of Huaxia, there have been those who assassinated emperors, but only the Sima family dared to kill an emperor openly in the streets.
Afterward, the person who killed the emperor was pushed out by the Sima family to take the blame, and by the end of the Jin dynasty, the Sima family was also subjected to a complete purge, with their entire clan wiped out.
Even when Zhao Ji and his son were captured, despite being humiliated in every way, the barbaric Jin people did not kill them; instead, they were imprisoned until death.
Thus, to kill an emperor, especially to do so brazenly in public, was an event that could be described as earth-shattering in ancient times!
This was what Wu Pifu intended to do!
He wanted to establish a Level Five Sanctuary, requiring a legendary event that could be sung about for ages in the historical texts, and it had to be accomplished in a short time.
The only thing he could think of was this.
To kill the emperor in public!
Moreover, he also had to avenge the mute child!
As for killing the emperor, afterward he would also kill that northern great demon.
Whether he would be opposed by both the Song and Jin people, becoming an enemy of the world from then on, he could not care less.
A common man’s rage, blood splattering five steps!
Either the enemy's blood or his own blood!
At this moment, the two emperors of the Zhao Song, Zhao Ji and Zhao Huan, who were filled with surprise, began to show signs of terror on their faces.
They instinctively felt fear; although they did not dare to think about Wu Pifu's intention to kill the emperor, they instinctively trembled all over and began to retreat shakily.
They were not bound in any way; the Jin soldiers even looked down upon binding them, yet they did not dare to make any move, only daring to kneel here naked, and after kneeling for a long time, they could not even stand up.
Wu Pifu did not rush to their front; instead, he moved at a leisurely pace.
By the time Zhao Ji slumped back, he was already standing before Zhao Ji.
“No, no, you cannot! I am the Great Song... No. It is not my fault that it has come to this; it is those treacherous ministers, yes, those treacherous ministers who have ruined the country and me!!”
Zhao Ji was a mess, tears and snot streaming down his face, and he had soiled himself, his whole being collapsing into a heap, only his mouth continuously uttering these words.
Wu Pifu looked down at Zhao Ji from above, speaking in a tone devoid of any emotion, “Zhao Ji, you may have misunderstood something. I did not come for the Song dynasty, nor for what you imagine as serving the country and the people... You must know that I fought with a Yaksha in the temple, right?”
Zhao Ji was bewildered; he had no idea what Wu Pifu was trying to say.
At this moment, the Jin soldiers had slowly begun to surround them from outside the training ground, and many Jin generals had also emerged from the main tent, especially one who stood nearly two and a half meters tall, with a dark complexion and a body covered in steel-like bristles, making him extremely conspicuous among the crowd.
Guo Jing stood cautiously beside this giant.
Wu Pifu did not wait for Zhao Ji to respond; he continued calmly, “I was saved by a nun in that temple, saved twice. By the way, you should also know that it was a concealed nun's temple, right?”
Wu Pifu slowly raised his hand, and Zhao Ji was so frightened that he froze, mumbling, “Why, why...”
“Zhao Fobao has a twin sister or brother, right? That mute little nun’s eyes are exactly like Zhao Fobao’s!”
Wu Pifu laughed, a sinister smile, and at the moment Zhao Ji's eyes widened in horror and realization, he reached out and removed Zhao Ji's head.
At that instant, he felt a jolt in his brow, and the spiritual light within his sea of consciousness suddenly brightened, its size and brightness exceeding what it had been by more than ten percent.
At the same time, this scene terrified Zhao Huan, who screamed, and the captured Song people in the distance were stunned.
The vast majority of the Jin soldiers were also momentarily dumbfounded, even stepping back a pace.
A shocking spectacle!
A Song person actually killed the emperor of the Song dynasty!?
And did so publicly, taking his head!
Even the Jin people, who came from the primitive tribes of Black Mountain and White Water, found this scene unbelievable.
Then they saw Wu Pifu holding up Zhao Ji's head, loudly proclaiming, “Overseas foreigner Wu Pifu, kills the foolish monarch Zhao Ji here!”
In an instant, a chorus of gasps erupted around them, and at this moment, everyone truly realized what Wu Pifu had done.
“Event accomplished, kill the king and stab the carriage!”
“In the year 1125, the first year of the Northern Song Jingkang, the Jin army, under the guidance of the traitor Guo Jing, along with the northern great demon emerging from the mountains, swept through and flattened many key towns of the Northern Song within a month, ultimately arriving at the gates of Bianliang.”
“Thus, Emperor Zhao Ji of the Zhao Song, on one hand, abdicated the throne to Zhao Huan, and on the other hand, sent a delegation promising to pay tribute to the Jin dynasty. The Jin army refused, and Zhao Ji could only secretly perform the human sacrifice ritual to forcibly awaken the Golden Legion, but was sabotaged by Guo Jing, who triggered all the resentments and curses, ultimately polluting the Song dynasty’s national fortune golden dragon. Afterward, the Jin army advanced straight into Bianliang, capturing the dual emperors of the Song dynasty.”
“Overseas foreigner Wu Pifu, at this moment of shattered mountains and rivers, infiltrated the Jin camp, assassinated the Song Taishang Emperor, and raised Zhao Ji's head, shouting ‘foolish monarch’...”
The voice of the main brain echoed in Wu Pifu's ears, and at the same time, the Level Five Sanctuary was upgraded successfully.
However, this event still had unfinished implications, clearly indicating the battles Wu Pifu would face next.
Regardless of victory or defeat, records would be left behind, but whether he won or lost, it would be a legendary tale to be sung for ages.
“You have established a Level Five Sanctuary.”
“You have gained a qualification for pollution extraction in this dream world; the pollution will be purified into a title.”
“Or you may forgo the title extraction, and you will be able to awaken ten citizen qualifications.”
“The level of the sanctuary in this dream world has reached its limit; you cannot upgrade it further. Judging... Judgement complete. It can be strengthened in a special way. After strengthening three times, you can bring intelligent life from this world into Gaia.”
“You must return to the world where the sanctuary is located every thirty days and stay for one day. Judging... Judgement complete. The pollution in this dream world has been extracted and will no longer give birth to new nightmares that can penetrate the sanctuary. Existing nightmares that can penetrate the sanctuary are not subject to this limit. If there is no guarding for thirty days, this dream world will be polluted and eroded again, giving birth to new nightmares.”
“Do you wish to extract the title? Do you wish to forgo the title extraction and awaken citizens?”
A series of voices echoed in Wu Pifu's mind.
He threw Zhao Ji's head to the stunned Zhao Huan, then turned to look at Guo Jing and the two-and-a-half-meter tall giant demon figure.
“Extract the title!” Wu Pifu silently chanted.
“Extracting title, judging... Judgement complete. The title ‘Common Man’ has been extracted. Currently, you can wear three title slots. Do you wish to wear it?”
Wu Pifu was taken aback but immediately replied, “Wear the title, display the title information.”
“Common Man.”
“Within five steps, ignore fifty percent of all hostile defenses (this is a limit-breaking attribute, highest priority). Beyond five steps, ignore fifty percent of all hostile attacks (this is a limit-breaking attribute, highest priority).”
“Pollution negative effect: Any stranger encountering you for the first time will subconsciously perceive you as weak. If there is hostility, they will subconsciously provoke or attack you.”
Although Wu Pifu knew that the scene before him was quite solemn—he had just killed an emperor of the Song dynasty and was about to single-handedly enter the Jin camp to face that giant demon with over three hundred years of cultivation—this was not the time for humor, yet he could not help but be somewhat dumbfounded.
This Common Man title was truly terrifyingly powerful, especially suitable for someone like him who engaged in close combat.
Ignoring fifty percent of the enemy's defense within five steps and fifty percent of the enemy's attack beyond five steps was indeed a balance of offense and defense.
Moreover, the phrase “this is a limit-breaking attribute, highest priority” made Wu Pifu feel that it was incredibly impressive, even though he did not know how powerful it was.
However, this negative effect was rather amusing, wasn't it?
Wasn't this a hundred percent passive act of pretending to be weak to eat the tiger!?
Sure enough, the moment he donned the title, the giant demon figure laughed boisterously, “Hahaha, I thought what abilities a disciple of the immortals had; turns out you are nothing more than a common man who has merely endured the trials of the flesh. All mortals are flesh eaters. I ask you, where is your master?”
Wu Pifu merely stood silently in place, then began to circulate his qi and blood, the qi force within him flowing endlessly, and the blood energy raised the temperature of his flesh, bringing forth strength.
The National Martial Arts system enhances explosive power based on the human body, while the Immortal and Martial Dao enhances the human body's foundation.
The two complement each other, creating a chemical reaction that achieves a state where one plus one is greater than two.
At this moment, Wu Pifu had gathered the maximum strength he could reach, combined with the newly acquired Common Man title.
This was one of the reasons he was so eager to kill Zhao Ji.
He knew that the first title was the most fitting for him, but he did not expect it to be this powerful.
At this moment, he naturally could not afford to think about the negative effects; he simply took a step towards the giant demon figure.
The giant demon figure stared in astonishment as Wu Pifu not only refused to surrender but even dared to walk towards him, causing him to laugh in anger.
The surrounding Jin generals were furious, and Guo Jing was especially enraged, each shouting to chop Wu Pifu into pieces.
Moreover, two Jin generals, each over two meters tall and looking more like beasts than humans, charged at Wu Pifu, wielding massive weapons.
One wielded a giant axe, and the other a giant hammer, striding towards Wu Pifu.
As they approached within two meters, their speed suddenly increased, swinging their weapons, each weighing at least thirty to forty pounds, like the wind, aiming to smash Wu Pifu from both sides.
However, they also knew that this was a disciple of the immortals, and their ancestor revered him, so they did not intend to kill him outright.
One aimed to smash Wu Pifu's arm, while the other aimed for his legs.
How dare these ants ignore their revered ancestor?
Even they, as bloodthirsty warriors...
Then, in the next instant, they only saw the world turn upside down.
They looked on in confusion as two headless bodies slowly collapsed, and their heads fell to the ground.
The giant demon figure's pupils constricted, halting his angry laughter and disdain.
Wu Pifu stood firm, cupping his fists towards the giant demon figure and said, “Wu Pifu... pays his respects.”
The next moment, the surrounding Jin soldiers unleashed a volley of arrows, raining down upon Wu Pifu, enveloping him within.