"Flood the seventy-three commanderies of the five northern provinces of Great Zhou?"
Hearing the Jade Scale Dragon King's threat, Ye Zhen suddenly smiled. "Dragon King, what I mean is, could you flood them a little faster? Best if you do it right now. Ye here wholeheartedly approves!"
The Jade Scale Dragon King's face immediately flushed a purplish red. Slowly, he drew out a Mother-Child Conch radiating an ancient aura and said in an incomparably grave tone, "Do you think this king would not dare?"
Yet Ye Zhen merely shrugged in his usual flippant manner. "That's not what I mean. I simply think that if you're going to flood them, you should do it quickly—the sooner the better, and the larger the scale, the better!"
"You know, Great Zhou grants noble titles based on Military Merit. For all these years, the Barbarians in the south have long been driven into the deep mountains. Even if we want to kill, there aren't many heads left to earn Military Merit from!
"As for the Devil Race in the west, their bones are too hard—hard to chew!
"As for the other Myriad Worlds, the power of each province alone is insufficient to launch a campaign against them.
"As a result, the military commanders, great and small, throughout Great Zhou have been starving for battle for over ten thousand years.
"Flood them quickly. Flood them as much as you please!
"As long as Your Majesty floods them, I dare guarantee that the commanders, great and small, across these seventy-three commanderies of the five northern provinces will not even bother reporting to Luoyi. They will definitely first send out great armies to wage war, seize enough North Sea Aquatic Race heads for Military Merit, and only then report to Luoyi!"
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