The Great Jin Empire instinctively stirred vigilance and hostility in Wu Yuan.
His father had died in Hengshan Prefecture—in a sense, at the hands of Great Jin.
The Great Jin Empire was also Hengyun Sect's greatest enemy.
If Wu Yuan really joined Hengyun Sect, there was a very good chance he would clash with the Great Jin Empire in the near future.
He pondered for a moment.
Wu Yuan's brows relaxed again. "That's true. The first Emperor Jin was a Heavenly Ranking Expert, so his bloodline couldn't have been lacking. If Jin Cang was chosen as the 'Jin Emperor,' how could he have subdued the empire's countless subjects without formidable strength?"
This was a world of martial artists!
One person's martial prowess could rival thousands.
In the novels of his previous life, the sort of emperor who couldn't even lift a chicken could make a Grandmaster kneel with a single word—that was nothing but the fantasy of scholars!
Governing a country and bringing peace to its people certainly required specialized talent.
But in the real Central Land World, whether it was a dynasty or a sect, the clever and capable could only serve as support. 'Strategy' and 'governance' alone could never ensure lasting stability.
There had to be overwhelming martial power to keep things in check.
This was especially true for a royal family ruling a nation. If they wanted to truly command their territory, the first thing they needed was overwhelming martial power.
Take Emperor Jin. He had established the Great Jin Empire through his own unrivaled martial prowess. As for strategy? That came second.
"Within Hengyun Sect, even if someone takes the civil service exam route and excels, the highest they can rise is prefect," Wu Yuan thought. "Become a hall master? Become sect master? Impossible!"
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