Resisting the tyranny of the God of Wealth?
What the hell is this?
My Sub-Space-Time would normally be long gone.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to get here at all!
He could understand the Rebel Army' resistance against tyranny.
But isn't it a bit problematic to resist the tyranny of a dead man?
No!
I must have misunderstood. What the other party said was probably an administrative system designed by Wealth Dao Heavenly Mandate Bearer, based on their own name.
Therefore, he was named the God of Wealth.
At present, this is the only possibility.
"Brother, judging from your expression, you really don't know?"
The wounded soldier looked at Su Wen with a puzzled expression and said, "It's obvious that you've been in seclusion for a very long time."
"You need not doubt, the one I'm referring to as resisting the tyranny of the God of Wealth is the same Divine Mandate Bearer of God of Wealth who was so radiant and majestic decades ago!"
"Yes, the one who created the Martial Dao system."
"We rose up in rebellion to fight against that evil!"
"Previously, we revered him as a god!"
"But now, he is the devil!"
"Scum!"
"If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have lost my family, my wife, and my children!"
As he spoke, the wounded soldier gritted his teeth, his eyes beginning to redden.
After a moment of silence, Su Wen asked in confusion, "The God of Wealth... isn't dead?"
The wounded soldier took a deep breath and said hatefully, "How could such a villain possibly die? I wish he were dead, to be devoured alive, to be torn to pieces!"
The wounded soldier sighed heavily, saying helplessly, "But that beast, he's too strong!"
"Now, no one can rival him!"
"Damn it!"
I hate myself!
"Why am I just a martial artist?"
"If I were the Heavenly Mandate Bearer, or the Divine Mandate Bearer, I would definitely cultivate diligently and then find the right opportunity to kill that bastard!"
"Don't let me see that scumbag!"
"Otherwise, I will never forgive him!"
"Right!"
"Aaaaaaaahhhhh!"
"..."
Su Wen's words seemed to have touched upon the wounded soldier's deepest pain, one he least wanted to recall.
The wounded soldier gradually went mad, his face contorted with bulging veins, and his body emanated a blood-black aura.
Soon, the unusual situation attracted the attention of people nearby.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
Several figures arrived near the wounded soldier and quickly subdued him, then pinned him to the ground and began to channel steady blood and qi into his body.
After a short while, the wounded soldier recovered.
"Sorry, bro, I was a little emotional just now."
"Captain, this brother is here to join the Rebel Army."
"He had been in seclusion for a long time and has just emerged from it."
Listening to the wounded soldier's words, a middle-aged man in a dark brown combat uniform next to him frowned slightly.
"May I have your name?"
"Su Xing."
"Where is the strength?"
"Seventh Rank."
"That strong?"
The middle-aged man was taken aback, then said a few words to the person next to him before turning around and saying, "Come with me, we're going to see the general."
Su Wen followed behind the middle-aged man, his mind filled with countless thoughts.
There's a problem!
Big problem!
The God of Wealth of the Sub-Space-Time is not dead!
But he could guarantee that his Sub-Space-Time was definitely dead!
Therefore, there's only one possibility: this God of Wealth isn't himself!
Pioneering the Martial Dao!
Based on this statement alone, it can be almost concluded that the God of Wealth in the Sub-Space-Time is oneself.
If the self in the Sub-Space-Time doesn't die, then the self can't travel to this timeline at all.
Hmm... I've been possessed?
Even Immortal Demigod can be possessed?
The methods of the Remnant Clan?
In front of a tent, a middle-aged man led Su Wen to a young woman.
"General, this is a Seventh Rank martial artist who has come to join the army!"
"Just came out of quarantine!"
The young woman glanced at Su Wen, nodded, and said, "He is indeed a Seventh Rank martial artist, and not very old. It's clear he has excellent aptitude!"
"Since you want to join the Rebel Army, then stay!"
The middle-aged man looked at Su Wen and introduced him, "This is the third disciple of the leader of the Battle God."
Hearing this, Su Wen perked up.
The Battle God's third disciple?
Wow!
The Battle God has taken on an apprentice?
And he even rose to become a leader?
Not bad, not bad!
If even the Battle God has become a leader, then I reckon everyone else is probably in a similar position.
What kind of look is that?
The middle-aged man's expression changed as he noticed Su Wen's scrutinizing gaze; he was about to get angry.
"Alright, you can go now."
The young woman raised her hand and said, "I have something to ask you."
The middle-aged man took a deep breath, glared fiercely at Su Wen, and then turned and left.
This person is so rude!
What's wrong with a Seventh Rank martial artist?
He's still at Eighth Rank!
Even so, he didn't dare to meet the general's gaze.
General, that's King Rank Heavenly Mandate Bearer!
I heard that I'm only one step away from reaching the Emperor Rank.
Such a young prodigy deserves respect from everyone who sees him.
"Let me introduce myself. My Li Tianxue."
Li Tianxue spoke up, "The way you looked at me just now... it was a little strange."
My subordinate didn't notice; I apologize on his behalf.
"But I could feel it."
"It's a look that looks down on a junior."
"That look in your eyes is so similar to the way my master looks at me, so... who exactly are you?"
She has a naturally keen sense of perception, so when facing Su Wen, she can directly see the deeper meaning in his eyes.
It was a feeling of surprise and goodwill upon seeing a younger person.
Especially the expression on the other party's face after hearing the name of the Battle God —it was very strange!
So in that instant, she was almost certain that the person in front of her... might be her master's friend.
My master's strength is unparalleled in the world!
So, are Master's friends weak?
Even those from the same era as their master, no matter how weak, are still much stronger than themselves.
"Are you able to contact your master?"
Su Wen said, "If you can get in touch with him, tell him a friend is visiting and ask him to come out and meet him."
Li Tianxue took a deep breath, cupped her hands, and said, "I know you are a friend of my master, but my master is currently engaged in important matters and specifically instructed us not to disturb him unless it is absolutely necessary."
"So, could you please tell me your name, senior?"
"Or, I could say something that my master would immediately recognize as a visit from a friend. Otherwise, I cannot disturb my master without permission, and I hope you will forgive me, senior."
Su Wen thought for a moment and then said, "Although this sounds a bit embarrassing, I think it's possible."
My current situation is a little awkward.
Whether it's the Martial God or the God of Wealth, it can't be revealed.
Otherwise, let alone sending a message, he would probably be surrounded and attacked in no time.
Therefore, all he could do was apologize to the Battle God.
"Please speak, senior; I will certainly convey your message."
"Tell your master that you have Mental Gu Seed implanted in your anus. Once your master hears this, he'll probably know who I am."
"..."
Li Tianxue's gaze froze. This... is it really that explosive?
Is this something she can hear?
Ptooey! Ptooey! Ptooey!
What exactly did Master go through in the past?