The Three Kingdoms Vie for Supremacy

At the same time, Jun Jingyi was asking the same question.

Looking at Sikong Ye, who had the face of a complete glutton, Jun Jingyi curled his lip. A great expert had been ruined in his hands.

"Could it be that everyone knows about the weapons Great Yan's founding ancestor used?"

How could that be?

Sikong Ye freed his mouth long enough to answer.

"Well, then..."

"Anyway, I have my ways!"

Sikong Ye waved a hand dismissively.

Jun Jingyi gave him a long, searching look and nodded.

The fellow he had rescued really did seem to be no ordinary person.

He would have to keep that in mind, lest he capsize in a gutter.

A moment later,

Sikong Ye finished the snacks in his hand. Only then did he find time to look at Jun Jingyi and ask in puzzlement, "The Heaven Reliant Sword and the Dragon Slaying Saber-you've spread the news, but do you really have them?"

Jun Jingyi smiled.

He didn't answer the question.

In a feudal dynasty where cold weapons ruled, divine weapons were no less significant than nuclear bombs in later generations. Until Sikong Ye revealed his identity, Jun Jingyi couldn't possibly tell him.

Sikong Ye curled his lip in displeasure.

Then he spoke with a helpless, cold snort. "Don't worry. Although I still can't tell you my identity, that wouldn't be good for you."

"But what I can tell you is that I'm not from the Yan Kingdom."

"Northern Wei!"

Jun Jingyi suddenly froze, having thought of something.

After being in this world for so long since transmigrating, he had already gained a clear understanding of its basic situation.

Aside from Great Yan,

there were two other great powers on this land: Northern Wei and Eastern Chu.

Leaving aside what the Yan Kingdom had been like in the past, Eastern Chu now ranked first among the three kingdoms in military might. Eastern Chu's armored troops were unmatched under heaven, taking every stronghold and winning every battle!

Next came Northern Wei. Though its military was inferior to Eastern Chu's, its commerce flourished, its territory was vast and rich in resources, and it occupied the whole of the boundless north. It was the undisputed foremost economic power.

Great Yan came last...

Present-day Great Yan could be said to have reached the end of a dynasty.

Powerful enemies beyond its borders eyed it hungrily.

Within, powerful ministers fought for power and profit.

At court, the princes slaughtered one another and plotted against each other.

The civil and military officials chose sides.

Among the people, the great clans were amassing strength and building themselves up. Natural disasters and man-made calamities left the common people displaced.

Drought struck the north, floods struck the south, and rebellions erupted one after another.

The eldest prince, for example, ranked among the foremost of Great Yan's princes because of his military achievements.

Achievements earned by suppressing rebellions across the land.

Five years ago, a massive rebellion broke out simultaneously in several northern provinces, and it was the eldest prince who led an army to crush it.

After that battle, corpses carpeted the entire north.

Mounds of skulls stood outside the gates of nearly every major city!

For a full three years afterward, there was not another sign of rebellion throughout Great Yan.

But in Jun Jingyi's eyes, all of it was wasted effort.

Once a dynasty had reached this point, military suppression could no longer solve the underlying problem.

But unfortunately...

No one in the country could see it!

Or rather, no one was willing to see the heart of the problem. And so, within Great Yan's major cities, song and dance celebrated peace and prosperity.

Outside the cities, white bones lay in heaps.

It truly was a case of wine and meat rotting behind vermilion gates while the bones of the frozen dead lay by the roadside.

But none of this had anything to do with Jun Jingyi.

Although he was a young marquis, he believed he was probably the person in this world who most wanted Great Yan to disappear.

"Sikong..."

"The Northern Wei imperial clan!"

Jun Jingyi frowned and looked speechlessly at the black-clad young man before him.

A dignified member of the imperial clan-even if he wasn't from the direct line, how had he fallen to such a state?

Seeing this, Sikong Ye paid the look no mind.

He waved a hand casually. "Northern Wei has nothing to do with me. I'm only telling you so you'll understand that I won't inform the Great Yan court."

Clearly, he also knew what Jun Jingyi was wary of.

Those were divine weapons!

Even the appearance of one was enough to throw the jianghu into turmoil in this age of cold weapons. Even generals of the court might try to seize it.

"Hmm... Rumor has it that something happened in Northern Wei five years ago. Sikong Baixing, an imperial general who guarded the southern border year-round, had his entire family executed for treason, but one child escaped?"

Sikong Ye neither denied nor admitted it. He simply sat there quietly.

"All right..."

Jun Jingyi nodded. "I'll take you to see them!"

At that moment, another bold idea took shape in his mind.

If his plans got off to a bad start in Great Yan, could he begin in Northern Wei instead?

As everyone knew, the heroines and heroes in those novels written for women had somewhat exaggerated social skills.

They could persuade even the ruler of an enemy country with a few words.

What if something like that happened, and Northern Wei and Eastern Chu joined forces with Great Yan...

At the thought, Jun Jingyi shuddered.

Enemies on all sides-the prospect was simply too terrifying.

But since he had already thought of it, he couldn't let such a thing happen. If necessary, whether in Northern Wei or Eastern Chu,

he would have to make arrangements. If there was no other way, could he give those two countries new masters?

Northern Wei...

Jun Jingyi turned his gaze to Sikong Ye!