Takeoff (1)

Zhao Yarou had always commanded a group of elite soldiers and powerful generals. Anyone could see that from how she had just wiped out First Academy. Destroying First Academy was equivalent to destroying a powerful nation—everyone understood that.

If Zhao Yarou could so easily destroy First Academy, then she could destroy others as well. Though she seemed to have made no further moves for now, there was no guarantee that she would not do so in the future.

During this period, almost everyone believed that Zhao Yarou's lack of action meant she was preparing. Another possibility was that whatever she had used could only be used once.

"I know that... Actually, you don't need to worry. If Zhao Yarou truly attacks other countries, then judge the situation. If the situation favors Zhao Yarou, negotiate with her. As long as this place remains neutral and retains its nature as a trade city, you can still have it incorporated into her territory." Ye Lang knew what Ye Chengtian and the others were worried about, and he could not guarantee that he would not do the same.

Ye Lang would not allow alchemy to be buried because of other factors. He was merely an alchemist; he did not want to concern himself with political affairs.

Alchemy could be passed down forever, but things like empires and foundations could not. Even if you gained the entire world, sooner or later it would become the past, become history.

That was why Ye Lang did not care whether Zhao Yarou could unify the world, nor did he care who became emperor. As long as they were not a foolish ruler or a tyrant, he did not mind.

As for Zhao Yarou, he had long since judged her to be a rather good emperor. Letting someone like