Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

The capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty was brightly lit and bustling with activity.

The fall of the frontier city seemed to have little impact on some people within the city.

Many entertainment venues and places of pleasure were still filled with music and dance.

At first glance, it presented a scene of prosperity and peace.

When Jun Wuxie arrived at Jubao House, Su Lan had already fallen asleep. Upon hearing of his arrival, she hurriedly put on a knee-length pink纱 nightgown and opened the bedroom door.

"Young Master, is there an urgent matter that brings you here so late at night?"

She welcomed Jun Wuxie inside, closed the door behind him, led him to sit at the table, and busied herself making tea.

Jun Wuxie felt a little awkward and said, "Su Lan, it's cold at night, you should put on an outer garment."

Su Lan's face flushed slightly, and she said, "I don't mind, does Young Master mind? We are all cultivators, there's no need for so many worldly formalities."

As she spoke, she pushed the steaming tea towards Jun Wuxie, sat down opposite him, and gazed at him with her cheek resting on her hand, saying, "Young Master, if you have something to command, just say it. Su Lan will do her best to share your burden."

"The Great Zhou's frontier city has fallen. Is Jubao House aware of this matter?"

"We received this news early this morning. Is Young Master here because of this?"

Jun Wuxie nodded and said, "Now the Great Zhou is beset by internal and external troubles, the situation is critical, and the imperial orders from the capital are difficult to reach the various prefectures and provinces. The national treasury is empty, war material supplies cannot keep up, and the front-line soldiers are fighting alone. Guanshan Prefecture is also in imminent danger. I am here to ask Jubao House for assistance in personally transporting various supplies to the front-line camp!"

"Young Master, I cannot make a decision on this matter, but I can introduce you to several Masters of Jubao House to discuss this matter in person. I believe they should not refuse." Saying this, Su Lan's expression became serious, and she said, "Young Master, you have helped the Great Zhou solve the resource crisis. It is best not to participate in other matters. This will give yourself more time. This war is not that simple..."

"What do you know?"

A flash of light flashed in Jun Wuxie's eyes.

Since Su Lan said this, it can be imagined that Jubao House probably knows some inside information.

"I don't know much, I just heard several Masters say that there are terrible forces behind this war. Major powers cannot participate in national disputes. This is a consensus in the cultivation world, and it is also a rule."

"But now, there are major powers promoting the war and supporting Xilin to sweep across the countries, but no one has stood up to stop it. Young Master, what do you think this means?"

Jun Wuxie nodded and said, "The various Overlord-level forces are afraid of the forces behind Xilin and are unwilling to come out and interfere. Some may even be involved."

Su Lan nodded and said, "Among all the forces in the world that have been divided into levels, the strongest is not the Overlord-level, but the only Supreme Overlord—Tianjing Sect! I only recently heard about this existence from the elders of the sect. These rules were all formulated under their auspices, gathering the decision-makers of the Overlord-level forces."

"Tianjing Sect has not come forward, which means they do not intend to intervene in this matter. All the following matters will have to be faced by the Great Zhou itself. A national power that is not even in the middle rank, facing a war promoted by forces that Tianjing Sect is unwilling to confront, the result can be imagined. Even resistance can only delay the time of national subjugation."

"Young Master, if you participate too deeply, you will collide with the major forces behind Xilin too early. Although Senior Bing Sheng has set the rules, even if Young Master is strong, one person cannot defeat thousands of strong people!"

Jun Wuxie shook his head and said, "Su Lan, how long have we been friends?"

"More than a year, I still remember the scene when I first met Young Master in Fengtian City..."

Su Lan smiled lightly, looking at him with gentle eyes.

"Yes, it's been more than a year. If you understand me, you shouldn't persuade me."

"But Young Master..."

Jun Wuxie interrupted her: "I have lived in the Great Zhou for more than seventeen years, and this place holds the most precious memories for me and Yao'er. To me, the Great Zhou is not only the mountains and rivers that raised me, but also memories that cannot be destroyed. Moreover, I have a marriage relationship with the Great Zhou royal family. In terms of affection, reason, public and private matters, I cannot stand idly by."

"It would have been fine in the past, but now that we are facing the danger of the country being shattered, I should stand up. If I can't even protect the peace of this land in the Great Zhou, how will I fight for a prosperous and pure land for Yao'er and the people around me in the future?"

"Su Lan, did your sect's high-level officials ask you to say these words?"

Su Lan was stunned and did not deny it.

Jun Wuxie was very clear in his heart that Su Lan was not the highest level of authority in this Jubao House, and she was only an elite disciple in the Yaowang Sect. She shouldn't know many secrets.

But she knew a lot.

This can only mean that the high-level officials of the Yaowang Sect, or the other Masters of Jubao House, wanted to remind him through her not to wade into this muddy water.

"Young Master, please come with me, the Masters have been waiting for a long time."

Su Lan got up, put on her coat, and led Jun Wuxie to the deepest pavilion of Jubao House.

In fact, the power holders of Jubao House had expected Jun Wuxie to come when they learned that Ji Beilan had gone to the Zongwang Academy.

In the council hall, the Masters of Jubao House were already waiting here.

"Young Master Jun, please sit down."

The strong man from the Yaowang Sect said with a smile.

Jun Wuxie looked at the Masters. There were Masters from the Yuling Sect of Southern Border, Masters from the Yaowang Sect of Eastern Wilderness, a female Master from the Bingyun Tower of Northern Plains, and Masters from the Ancient Buddha Sect of the Great梵禅宗, but there were no monks from the 世尊 Sect.

"Greetings, Masters."

Jun Wuxie bowed and then sat down in front of the prepared table and chairs.

"Young Master Jun, have you decided to deeply participate in the war between the Great Zhou and Xilin? The supply of materials for the Great Zhou army is not a small amount, especially in long-term battles, continuous consumption, the demand for materials will be extremely amazing."

"We all know that Young Master Jun has a huge amount of gold coins, but I am afraid that he cannot support this military expenditure."

"If the materials are escorted by our Jubao House, this is also a considerable cost. Young Master Jun, trying to support a country's war with one person's strength, I am afraid that he is willing but unable to do so."

"Young Master Jun can solve this material supply for the Great Zhou this time, but it will probably be difficult to solve the future material supply. In the future, it is very likely that Young Master Jun will not be able to buy military supplies even if he has money."

"What does this mean?"

Jun Wuxie didn't care about the previous words, because he had already made a decision in his heart. The last sentence surprised him.

"Young Master Jun, have you ever thought that the forces behind Xilin can make forces like Tianjing Sect turn a blind eye, and naturally they can also put pressure on our sect's power holders. Weighing the pros and cons, in the end, none of the three major chambers of commerce will do business with you and the Great Zhou regime."

Jun Wuxie was silent, and the corners of his eyes twitched non-stop.

If things really get to that point, he will fall into an unimaginable predicament!

"Everyone, I, Jun Wuxie, only want a word from you! Today, I want to buy materials from your Jubao House, will you sell them or not?"

"Young Master Jun is joking, we are originally a chamber of commerce, unless we receive an order from above prohibiting us from doing business with you, otherwise how can there be a reason not to sell."

"If that's the case, then it's easy to say!" Jun Wuxie nodded and said, "Everyone, please wait a moment, I will go to the palace."

After he finished speaking, he quickly left.

In the dead of night, the palace was silent.

The imperial study was brightly lit.

Ji Liufeng looked at the war reports and memorials sent overnight, his mind was broken, he paced back and forth in front of the desk, his face was haggard, and his eyes were full of bloodshot.

At this moment, the door creaked open.

A blue figure flashed in and quickly closed the door.

Ji Liufeng raised his head, and the bloodshot eyes suddenly burst into a light of surprise, and he hurriedly went around the desk to meet him, accidentally, he almost tripped over the chair.

"Your Majesty!"

Jun Wuxie stepped forward to support him.

"Wuxie, you are finally here, I am now..." Ji Liufeng sighed dejectedly, with tears in his eyes, and said: "I am a sinner of the Great Zhou, I am sorry for the more than 90 million people in Shunyi Prefecture!"

"Your Majesty, the Great Zhou is supported by major forces behind Xilin, this matter cannot be blamed on you. However, there are indeed many problems in the Great Zhou regime, dereliction of duty in various departments, ineffective supervision, and insufficient centralization of power, which has led to the world's erosion of imperial power and become a tumor!"

"You are right, but now it is too late to regret!"

Ji Liufeng was very regretful. Years ago, his daughter Ji Yinlan had mentioned the supervision of various departments, but he did not take it to heart.

Over the years, his mind has been basically on the Queen's physical problems, neglecting the affairs of the court.

"Your Majesty, now is not the time to say these things. I am here late at night to solve the war materials. Now, please give me the list of war materials needed, and I will let Jubao House personally send them to the front-line camp as soon as possible!"

"How to solve the funding problem? Although you are rich, this funding is an astronomical figure!"

"It doesn't matter, this amount of money is nothing to me. With my strength, I can support the war for a year or two."

"Wh...what?"

Ji Liufeng looked at him in shock, unable to believe his ears!

Supporting the war for a year or two, how much money would that take?

With the national strength of his Great Zhou, decades of savings can only support a full-scale war for a year or two!

"You...are you telling the truth?"

Ji Liufeng was a little unbelievable. He was exhausted for the sake of materials and was forced by the four major families. He had no way and was almost desperate!

Now, Jun Wuxie is here, and he alone has solved his current problem!

"Of course it is true." Jun Wuxie nodded very seriously and said, "In addition to the list of materials, please issue an order and take out the highest military talisman of the three armies, conferring the commander of the Xuanjia Army as the Supreme Marshal of the three armies of the Great Zhou, and all the generals of the Xuanjia Army will be promoted by two levels on their original positions!"

"This..."

Ji Liufeng opened his mouth, hesitating for a moment.

“If that's the case, then I can't help Your Majesty.”

Jun Wuxie sighed and turned to leave.

“Wuxie, wait!”

Ji Liufeng grabbed him and said, “I will draft an imperial decree! I will give you the military seal!”

He had no other choice now. Apart from trusting Jun Wuxie and doing as he said, there was no other option.

Before long, he had drafted the imperial decree, taken out the military seal, and given Jun Wuxie the list of military supplies that needed to be replenished at the front line.

Jun Wuxie didn't linger. He only told Ji Liufeng not to worry too much, and that he would take care of the affairs of the four great families in a few days, before hurrying back to the Juba斋.