Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3820: Essence of the Five Organs
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 306: Malice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 228: Surrounded
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1139.5- Ice Corridor (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1139- Ice Corridor
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 670 - Descend, O Crawling Chaos
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 76: Split
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 27: The Cruel Truth
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 601: There's Nothing Easy in Life, so Everything Is Difficult
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 305: Do Not Open
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 227: Conscience
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1138- Time is of the essence
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 315 - My Turn To Lay Waste To A City
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 668 - The Angel Exterminates Demons
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 600: The Son Doesn't Know the Father
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
There was at least one thing that Zhang Que was right about. The Confucian Sect clearly had ulterior motives in announcing their latest progress in advancing the cause of the Harmonious World at a time like this. There was no doubt that Wang Chong's pacification of the Rebellion of the Three Princes had placed a great pressure on their shoulders.
The Confucian Sect was clearly trying to use this chance to solidify their influence with the people. But…
This matter truly must be taken care of!
With one last tap of his finger, Wang Chong slowly opened his eyes.
The Confucian Sect had its roots in the Spring and Autumn Period, a history of more than one thousand years. They had been constantly waiting, hoping to realize their dream of the Harmonious World. Now, they finally had their chance, so it was simply impossible to make them willingly retreat. Through his actions, Li Junxian was clearly showing that he planned to struggle to the end.
But no one understood more than Wang Chong that the Great Tang was about to face crisis after crisis. Only sufficient strength would allow the Great Tang to protect itself in the apocalyptic era.
This conflict with the Confucian Sect needed to be brought to an end, and now was the best time.
"Zhang Que, prepare some ink for me," Wang Chong said.
"Yes!"
Zhang Que was delighted to hear this. He walked over to Wang Chong's desk, took the ink stick, and began to grind out ink for Wang Chong.
Wang Chong sat pensively behind the desk. After a few moments, he took up his brush, and once Zhang Que was done grinding, he unrolled a sheet of paper, dabbed his brush in ink, and began to write.
'Your Majesty, the subject Wang Chong has a memorial!
'In this current era, the various foreign countries stand in great numbers, all of them vying for supremacy and hungrily eying the Great Tang. The Great Tang was a country established through martial might, and only strength can subjugate and cow these countries so that the Great Tang can become the strongest empire of the eastern world!
'However, the
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