Bean-Sowing Soldier Summoning

The emperor had passed away. A new emperor ascended the throne and changed the era name to Taiping. Thus began the first year of Taiping.

A mountain forest.

As the hundred beasts retreated, a white tiger lay leisurely beside a jade-green pond, occasionally taking a few sips from its waters.

Aaron sat cross-legged atop a blue-green boulder nearby, sunk deep in thought.

'Killing too many people is useless... Fate points aren't reputation. Unless I establish a system—or some other framework—that makes people believe in it and willingly obey, there won't be many fate points... I might as well get the one-time reward from an imperial appointment.'

'So... am I going to rebel and become emperor?'

'If so... the recently unlocked "Bean-Sowing Soldier Summoning" could come in handy...'

Gazing at the ability that had reappeared on his template, Aaron smiled faintly, and a handful of red beans appeared in his palm.

"Red beans grow in the south; when spring comes, how many branches will they sprout... No, wrong scene."

The red beans in his hand carried an eerie scarlet hue, formed entirely from spirituality.

Yet after sensing them for a moment, Aaron grew somewhat wistful. "This world's laws truly are stringent... The Six Jia Divine Soldiers can't appear out of thin air; they need flesh and blood as a foundation?"

Caw! Caw!

Suddenly, a goshawk appeared overhead, circling as it gave the signal that enemies were approaching.

"Excellent... Aren't the materials delivering themselves?"

Aaron sneered, drew the longsword at his side, and charged into the forest.

After killing Tong Jing, he had immediately become the target of a citywide manhunt, and only with great difficulty had he fought his way out of the capital.

Even so, he had still been pursued.

That had given Aaron a profound understanding of the power