The Filial Prince, Wu Jianzhang, was not like Wu Yunzhao, Five Banner Division, and the others, who were very straightforward in their loyalty to Yang Zhao.
After all, in terms of seniority, King Zhongxiao and Yang Zhao's grandfather were of the same generation.
Moreover, Yang Zhao's grandfather, Yang Jian, had only faked his death to escape.
However, during the few days that Yang Zhao had stayed in the Kunlun Immortal Valley, when Wu Jianzhang, the loyal and filial king, faced Yang Zhao, his every move had already revealed respect, submission, and other hidden meanings.
The first of the nine old men of the Sui Dynasty, the son of the Great Sui Army, and the king of loyalty and filial piety.
Yang Lin, Luo Yi, Qiu Rui, Ding Yanping, Han Qinhu, Yu Juluo, and the others were sworn brothers.
A top-notch expert at the peak of the Deva Realm.
Just Wu Jianzhang's initial submission alone had brought Yang Zhao a total of 1.5 million luck points.
At first, Yang Zhao was still shocked by this sudden increase in luck value.
However, over the past few days, after Wu Jianzhang had explained the situation of Great Sui's national strength bit by bit, Yang Zhao was no longer amazed by this mere 1.5 million luck value.
What replaced it was a heartache that extended to the bone marrow.
According to Wu Jianzhang.
On the surface, Great Sui had a registered population of 7 million, which was close to 100 million.
On average, each person had 10 points of Fate, which was close to 1 billion National Fate.
All the military forces could take up about one-sixth of the total national fate, which was 150 million.
As the leader of the military, Wu Jianzhang could carry one-tenth of the military's total national fortune, which was 15 million yuan.
When Wu Jianzhang submitted to Yang Zhao, he would have a tenth of the country's fate added to Yang Zhao. This was also the source of Yang Zhao's sudden increase of 1,500,000 fate points.
And all of this was just the fate of the Great Sui on the surface.
In fact, the Guanlong family, the aristocratic families, the officials, merchants, and the old landowners had at least ten times the power of the Great Sui.
In other words.
If Yang Zhao could control all the population forces of the Great Sui, both openly and secretly, he might be able to obtain 10 billion national fate.
It was really heartbreaking, bone-wrenching, and painful!
Probably not even Yang Zhao had noticed it.
Under the stimulation of such a huge amount of luck value, Yang Zhao's ambition, which had been hidden in his heart for eighteen years, was unprecedentedly vigorous at this moment.
After the painful experience, what followed was an unprecedented clarity of mind.
From the moment his ambition sprouted, Yang Zhao was no longer satisfied with what he had now, and slowly gathered his fate with the help of the sect.
He recalled the memories of his previous life.
Whether it was real or fake, there were very few methods that could gather the fate of all living beings.
Just like the big shots of the Primordial Era, they controlled the world and taught all living beings.
Just like the Great Dark Calamity, it suppressed the world and devoured everything.
Just like Eternal Kingdom, it forged the Saint Dynasty, established the Fate Dynasty, and suppressed the world.
Just like the Chaos Gods…
No matter how he thought about it, other methods were not suitable.
Only the path of the Founding Saint Dynasty and the Founding Fate Dynasty could satisfy Yang Zhao's current needs and also his future development.
In this case, the mere 1.5 million luck value in his hands was not worth mentioning.
Putting everything else aside, just deducing a feasible path to the Saint Dynasty would probably consume a lot of luck.
Needless to say, on this path, there were hundreds of millions of people, trillions of mountains and rivers, and other existences that were all under his control.
1.5 million luck value was nothing.
15 billion luck value was probably only enough to build a foundation.
Forget it!
First strengthen yourself, and then cast luck in the court.
Only with the strength of tens of thousands of mighty forces could one have the confidence to suppress the world.
After a few days of silence.
During this period, apart from reuniting with his mother, Concubine Yuan, and listening to Wu Jianzhang's teachings, Yang Zhao had also been able to learn a lot from Wu Jianzhang.
Most of the time.
Yang Zhao was constantly simulating and strengthening his future path.
Originally, Yang Zhao's mind was calm and his desire for power was not strong. He only wanted to slowly control the Ming Cult and then collect the inheritance of the Ming Cult, the Ming Divine Martial Arts, and become the carefree sect leader.
However, after having the ambition to establish the Yun Dynasty.
This kind of carefree mentality and slow development path was not very suitable.
Young ambition, early fame.
He didn't lack the three cultivation techniques of Essence, Qi, and Spirit. He also had the Six Treasury Immortal Thief and Qi Body Origin to refine his essence and Qi.
Therefore, what he lacked was only his comprehension of martial arts and his understanding of heaven and earth.
Peace Song level up level up level up = Daluo Cave Temple.
Consumed 160,000 luck points.
It was another of the Eight Wondrous Skills that could reveal one's true nature and see through the world.
At this point, the three cultivation accelerator devices were all ready.
The Sun Breathing Technique, the Heaven and Earth Great Shift, and the Taiyi Divine Number resonated. The essence of qi, qi, and spirit fused together, forming the cycle of the three elements. The Dao paths of heaven, earth, and man, the sun, moon, and stars, as well as the essence, qi, and spirit of all living beings were seen as one.
In an instant, the Xiantian bottleneck was broken.
At this moment, Yang Zhao's martial dao realm had entered the grandmaster realm, and he was able to comprehend the world and his own body.
Fate burned like fire, and epiphanies surged like the tide.
At this moment, Yang Zhao seemed to faintly see the road ahead.
Consuming one's own destiny to deduce one's own Dao was the worst. One should gather all the martial arts in the world and gather the wisdom of all living beings to become their own nourishment to condense the Wheel of Life and Death to suppress all disobedience.
On the path to dynasty fate, one had to secretly control many factions and support their representatives to control the various dynasties.
Other than that, he also had to find ways to collect heavenly and earthly treasures and refine them into supreme treasures to suppress fate.
When his martial strength, power, and wealth reached their peak.
He could combine the power of the world and settle the tripod in one fell swoop.
Open the court, build the holy court, and achieve great achievements.
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