Chapter 105 - Chapter 105: Chapter 91: Grasping with Both Hands (Extra 4400, asking for subscriptions and monthly tickets) (1/2)
Chapter 105: Chapter 91: Grasping with Both Hands (Extra 4400, asking for subscriptions and monthly tickets)
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In the sixteenth year of Emperor Wu’s reign.
Emperor Wu, known for his bold strategies and wise appointment of officers, handled state affairs meticulously. As time passed, the Great Zhou Empire grew increasingly prosperous.
The monarch of the fallen Western Spring Country watched as the Great Zhou flourished, becoming increasingly disheartened. Eventually, he fell seriously ill, and despite the efforts of imperial doctors, his illness was beyond cure. He passed away.
However, the people of the Western Spring Country had long forgotten the grudges and hatred of the past, as they had been living peacefully and happily. Many even began to take pride in their identity as citizens of the Great Zhou Empire.
Emperor Wu of Zhou was talented and broad-minded, and the development of the Great Zhou was extremely smooth. Meanwhile, General Zhou Biliang, who had put down the Western Spring Country, had been idle in the Capital for four years.
Yet, Emperor Wu continued to bestow favor upon him, never caring about accusations of being overshadowed by his achievements. Emperor Wu even publicly declared, “The territory of the Great Zhou is not limited to this. With my right-hand man here, what great matter cannot be accomplished?”
Those with ulterior motives attacked Zhou Biliang with sarcasm, while Emperor Wu openly praised and teased Zhou Biliang in court.
“You martial man, you stay in the capital, don’t even think about concealing your clumsiness. I am no incompetent ruler. Remember to keep your sword polished. 1 am waiting for the time to draw it once again.”
Upon hearing these words, the military noblemen were even more excited. It was clear that Emperor Wu was not satisfied with the current territory and his grand gesture was truly fitting of a wise ruler.
While the people of the Great Zhou Empire were united in their ambition and the country was thriving, Liang Sheng was still struggling to create Qi refining pills.
On the outskirts of the capital, twenty miles away from Zhou Village, in the heart of the forest.
At this moment, Liang Sheng carefully performed the last hand gesture, then closely watched the pill furnace in front of him, a hint of excitement in his heart.
The next moment, the furnace lid opened, and a fragrant aroma filled the air.
The Qi refining pills were finally ready!
After five years, Liang Sheng finally crafted the first batch of Qi refining pills in his life. Although the current success rate for crafting Qi refining pills was still less than one in ten, where one could only be successful once in every ten attempts, once there’s a first, there would be a second. Would the next successful pill still be far off?
However, upon seeing the Qi refining pills that he had crafted, Liang Sheng didn’t choose to take them directly. Instead, he stuck to his old habits and found a prisoner sentenced to death.
At this moment, Liang Sheng watched the prisoner closely. Previously, he had forced the prisoner to take a Qi refining pill. The next moment, the prisoner’s eyes bulged, and he began to circulate his energy.