Who Is the Tyrant Among Us?

Nothing happened overnight. Early the next morning, Xiao Xueyi eagerly took Xi He and the others to look at houses. Liu Bing did not say much and simply followed along.

At the same time, he kept part of his attention on the Chat Group. After a day of digesting the information, the Emperors had more or less sorted out the maps of their respective worlds and had even worked out some new national policies based on their own histories.

Of course, that was not why they were so active in the group today. The real reason was that Liu Bing had actually listed some items for sale in the Chat Group himself.

Since the Chat Shop could not be opened to group members anytime soon, and the good items Liu Bing had on hand were not suitable for them, he could always list the spoils he had seized in the group.

It was essentially a personal shop.

The lowest-grade item Liu Bing listed was a Heavenly Immortal Pill. One pill would let someone become an Immortal on the spot. However, Liu Bing had also noted its side effect: after taking a Heavenly Immortal Pill, one would be permanently stuck at the Heavenly Immortal Realm and unable to advance any further.

Moreover, this Heavenly Immortal was only equivalent to a Heavenly Immortal from the Precious Lotus Lantern World.

Liu Bing had no solution for the confusion surrounding realm ranks across the heavens, so he had specifically asked Empress Nuwa about it. Empress Nuwa then directly patched the Chat Group.

It happened to fill in the matter of realm ranks across the heavens.

Liu Bing could now see things clearly. His rank was Immortal, while a Grand Unity Golden Immortal from the Precious Lotus Lantern World was only equivalent to Mahayana in the Primordial World. As for Heavenly Immortals, they were merely equivalent to the Golden Core Realm in the Primordial World.

This also let Liu Bing clearly see the gap between worlds. As an Immortal from the Primordial World, he could go to the Precious Lotus Lantern World and beat up its Saints with ease. After all, the Saints of that world were only equivalent to the Tribulation Crossing Realm in the Primordial World.

[First Emperor of Great Qin]: Sir, why does that Heavenly Immortal Pill only allow one to reach the Golden Core Realm after taking it?

[Hong Huang Little Shrimp]: That involves the issue of world ranks. It is rather complicated to explain. I will just make a Heavens' Realm-Rank Manual. From now on, all ranks will follow the Chat Group's standards. After all, the same realm title carries different levels of power in different worlds.

[Hong Huang Little Shrimp uploaded the Heavens' Realm-Rank Manual. Group members may view it at their leisure.]

After Yang Chan saw the Heavens' Realm-Rank Manual Liu Bing had uploaded, she immediately opened it to read. Only then did she understand that when Liu Bing killed that Outer Realm Demon, it was not merely because the magical artifact in his hand was powerful.

At that time, Liu Bing had not revealed any of his own strength at all. He had merely taken out the God Slaying Spear and fired one shot, and then everything was over.

Later, when Liu Bing retrieved the magical artifacts and pills from the Outer Realm Demon's shattered storage space, they had all assumed it was because Liu Bing possessed some special method.

After all, once the owner died, their storage space would also collapse, and the items within would fall into the chaotic void currents, never to be recovered.

Only now did Yang Chan truly realize that Liu Bing himself was already incredibly powerful. He probably did not even need to rely on magical artifacts to deal with that Outer Realm Demon.

Yang Chan looked at her own rank in the Chat Group. She was only at the late Golden Core Realm, while Liu Bing was in the Immortal Realm.

So his Immortal Realm was the real deal, while her Heavenly Immortal Realm was utterly hollow.

[Erlang of Great Tang]: Sir, um... are there any better pills? Or perhaps ones without side effects?

Most of the pills Liu Bing had listed came with side effects. Even something as good as the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir could indeed make someone an Immortal on the spot and allow them to continue cultivating.

However, its cultivation limit was fixed. One could only cultivate to the limit of Tribulation Crossing and could not become an Immortal. After all, the Precious Lotus Lantern World's limit was there. Once someone consumed pills from that world, they would be unable to break through its limits.

It was equivalent to taking the finest Nine-Turn Golden Elixir. While it would make one stronger immediately and even allow continued cultivation, it would also cut off the path to Immortality.

Although the realm-rank manual had already stated that Tribulation Crossing was the Saint Realm at the end of the path to Immortality in some worlds, someone like Li Shimin would never give up a higher realm merely for longevity when greater goals and higher realms still lay ahead.

In the past, he might have accepted those immortal pills. But now that he had seen scenery farther and higher, his ambition would not allow him to set a fixed limit on his own future.

[Hong Huang Little Shrimp]: What the hell are you dreaming about? You cannot even afford those things.

[Hong Huang Little Shrimp]: You cannot even afford what I listed, yet you want something better? You have some nerve.

[Emperor Wu of Han Liu Che]: Hehe, sir, can't the price be negotiated? If it really comes down to it, we can buy on credit, can't we? We are all in the same group, and we are all Emperors. It is not as though we would default on our debts.

[Old Zhu of Great Ming]: That's right. We are all Emperors. We would never do something like defaulting on a debt.

[Hong Huang Little Shrimp]: Old Zhu, you are the least qualified person to say that. Look at your immunity plaques. They practically became tokens for the King of Hell to take roll call. Everyone you bestowed one upon was killed by you.

Zhu Yuanzhang's old face darkened. After reading his own history books, he had indeed seen that everyone who received an immunity plaque from Old Zhu had died by his hand. But why was Liu Bing not mentioning what those people had done?

[First Emperor of Great Qin]: Oh? Old Zhu, I did not expect you to be that kind of person. Yet you call me a tyrant every day.

[First Emperor of Great Qin]: Those who received your immunity plaques should have been major ministers of the state, perhaps even founding generals. They were all meritorious officials, were they not? Now I really must say something about you.

[First Emperor of Great Qin]: I am supposedly a tyrant, yet I did not kill a single meritorious official. You call me a tyrant every day, but you specialized in killing meritorious officials. So tell me, which one of us is the tyrant?

Ying Zheng mockingly roasted Zhu Yuanzhang with great interest. After all, Zhu Yuanzhang had been so hostile toward him from the very beginning. Previously, Ying Zheng had not understood Zhu Yuanzhang and had found no fault with him, so it would not have been appropriate to confront him casually.

After all, Ying Zheng knew full well that his reputation would certainly have been blackened terribly. Great Qin had fallen after only two generations, so those who hated him would surely have slandered him beyond recognition.

Confronting Zhu Yuanzhang under those circumstances would have been unwise.

But now, this one charge of killing meritorious officials was enough for Ying Zheng to thoroughly tear into Zhu Yuanzhang.

Zhu Yuanzhang's face went from black to green. He desperately wanted to refute him, but he could not. Historically, Ying Zheng truly did not seem to have any record of killing meritorious officials.

Even Lü Buwei had been allowed to leave by Ying Zheng. Lü Buwei had ultimately committed suicide; Ying Zheng had not killed him.

Thus, no matter how angry Zhu Yuanzhang was, he could only swallow it. He kicked over the table before him, furious beyond measure. This was just as infuriating as seeing that part about Zhu Qizhen.

After all, he was being ridiculed to his face by the Emperor he had always looked down on the most, and he could not even retort. It was suffocating.

He directly shouted toward the outside of the palace, "Go bring Zhu Di to me."

What should he do when he had nowhere to vent his anger? Beat up an unfilial descendant, of course.

Although Zhu Qizhen's affairs had nothing to do with Zhu Di, Zhu Di was Zhu Qizhen's great-grandfather. Zhu Gaochi was still young now, so Zhu Di could only bear the consequences.

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