Journey to the West: I have Nine Golden Crows Inside Me-Chapter 1370 - 926 Liu Bang

Without showing any emotion, Jiang Chen glanced at the scholars and instructed them to lead the way to the Imperial Palace.

The scholars, though reluctant in their hearts, dared not rebel and obediently led the way ahead, hastening toward the Imperial Palace with anxious hearts.

Besides these scholars, they were also accompanied by quite a few attendants, each with a robust physique and exuding a powerful aura, clearly high hands in the Martial Dao, neatly following behind the scholars.

Not just the attendants, the scholars’ students also followed along with them. freewebnøvel.com

Nowadays, the relationship between teacher and student was not like in later generations. Once a student had formally acknowledged a teacher, they were entitled to inherit their master’s estate—almost no difference from a real son.

Now that their masters were about to undertake a task unprecedented in history, whether the outcome was good or bad, they, as students, needed to accompany and face it together. If something happened to their master, they couldn’t escape responsibility either.

Cai Yong’s disciples also followed, but Amitabha Buddha was not among them because he was now completely immersed in the ocean of knowledge, utterly oblivious to anything else.

Exiting Cai Mansion, they had only walked a short distance when suddenly, a large group of soldiers clad in black armor appeared, each radiating a chilly aura that seemed to lower the temperature on the streets by several degrees.

"Your Majesty, we greet you!"

As soon as these armored soldiers appeared, they bowed to Jiang Chen.

"No need for such formalities, let’s head to the Imperial Palace together," Jiang Chen ordered in an indifferent tone.

These black-armored soldiers were the Jiang Family’s imperial guards from the Human Realm, trained at a huge expense. In the Heavenly Realm, they might be nothing special, but in the Human Realm, they were invincible.

Just three thousand of them could sweep across the entire Human Race.

This time Jiang Chen was heading to the Imperial Palace. It wasn’t good to go alone, so he temporarily brought a squad of these black-armored guards to fill out the ranks and flaunt his military might.

Everything was relative. The scholars had previously thought their attendants were extraordinary, each one in ten thousand. But compared to the Jiang Family’s black-armored guards, they simply couldn’t hold up; there was no contest at all.

Without a word spoken all along the way, thousands of black-armored guards escorted Jiang Chen as they slowly made their way toward the Imperial Palace. The city’s citizens, witnessing this scene, promptly bolted their doors and windows, daring not to make a single sound.

People in the Imperial City were accustomed to grandeur and immediately realized what was happening upon seeing this scene; they guessed that it was likely a looming mutiny.

A mutiny often meant death, and no one wanted to die. The best choice was to pretend that they had seen nothing.

It wasn’t long before the great gates of the Imperial Palace appeared in front of Jiang Chen. No obstacles had met him along the way.

Of course, that was to be expected. Jiang Chen had already given Liu Bang a heads up. How could the Great Han royal family not be prepared?

Next, it would depend on what choice the Emperor of Great Han would make, whether to heed the advice of the ancient ancestor and go peacefully to his death or to stubbornly resist and fight to the bitter end against Jiang Chen.

In front of the Imperial Palace’s gates, Jiang Chen suddenly stopped.

"Your Majesty, what has happened? Why have you suddenly stopped?"

Cai Wenji, disguised as Cai Yong’s disciple, seeing Jiang Chen stop while others dared not inquire the reason, mustered the courage to ask him.

"It’s nothing. I was just reflecting on some bygone matters. I recall, years ago in the mausoleum of the First Emperor, when I was still young, I met with Liu Bang and Xiang Yu. Back then, I jokingly said that if they wanted to seize the world, they had to defeat me first."

"At the time, I thought it was just amusing, merely sharing a joke with them. Little did I expect that today I would personally end his dynasty."

"Thinking about it really makes one sigh."

Staring at the Imperial Palace, Jiang Chen slowly spoke, as if lost in contemplation.

"What? Your Majesty, you’ve met the Supreme Ancestor?"

This was the first time the people heard of this, and they were shocked that Jiang Chen had known Liu Bang, the Supreme Ancestor of Han.

Of course, ordinary people were shocked that Jiang Chen knew Liu Bang, but the scholars were shocked by what Jiang Chen said earlier: "when I was still young."

What did that imply? It indicated that when he had met Liu Bang, he was still very young.

But how could that be possible?

From the birth of the Supreme Ancestor to the present day, only three to four hundred years had passed. This meant that Jiang Chen was also only three to four hundred years old.

But has there ever been a Human King in this world who was three to four hundred years old? Looking back on the ancient history of the Human Race, aside from the Human Ancestor who was born to be an emperor, which Human King didn’t achieve their status after hundreds of thousands of years of arduous cultivation?

There has never been a Human King who was three or four hundred years old in the world, not even one who was thirty or forty thousand years old.

"Of course I’ve seen Liu Bang; in his lifetime, I encountered him twice. The first time was in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, where he, if not for the advantage of his weaponry, was far from being a match for Xiang Yu."

"The second time was shortly after Liu Bang ascended to the throne, during his inspection of the realm, when I happened upon him along the way; he even treated me to a drink."

As he spoke, Jiang Chen’s expression grew increasingly strange, and then, he suddenly shouted in the direction of the palace, "Liu Bang, do you think what I’m saying is correct?"

Liu Bang!

Jiang Chen had suddenly called out the name of Great Han’s founding emperor, Liu Bang!

The scholars around him, upon hearing this, all changed their faces dramatically, and instinctively looked around, trying to spot Liu Bang.

"What?"

"Is the Great Ancestor here?"

"Hasn’t the Great Ancestor been dead for hundreds of years, how could he appear here?"

The crowd was astonished, after all, they had come to destroy the Great Han that day, and now, hearing that Great Han’s founding emperor, Liu Bang, might be nearby, they couldn’t help feeling a bit guilty.

"Haha, Jiang Chen, you’re not wrong, we indeed only met twice, but I have seen you more than twice."

Above the palace, the last of Great Han’s Fate gathered, forming into a middle-aged man of ordinary appearance, yet his eyes were extraordinarily bright. This man was none other than the founder of the Great Han, Liu Bang.

"Oh, we’ve met elsewhere?"

Jiang Chen was somewhat surprised; his memory couldn’t be mistaken. Excluding this time, he had only met Liu Bang twice in his life.

"It was I who saw you, not you who saw me. Star Lord, you became famous at a young age and have accomplished many astonishing feats. Even far away in the mortal world, I had heard of you,"

said Liu Bang with a smile.

As time passed, the gap in status between him and Jiang Chen only grew wider, and later on, Jiang Chen became an existence that he could only look up to.

"Furthermore, Jiang Chen, it isn’t the first time you’ve destroyed my Great Han. That Wang Mang was able to usurp my dynasty must also be related to you, right?"

Liu Bang pointed out the mistakes in Jiang Chen’s words with a smile. Not many people in today’s world dare to call Jiang Chen by his name directly. Unless one was his elder, calling out his name directly could lead to a shortened lifespan.

Liu Bang wasn’t Jiang Chen’s elder, yet he dared to call him by his name, because he was already dead. The figure before them was nothing more than his last lingering attachment.

He was already dead and his country was about to perish; what more did he have to care about or fear?

"As for that matter, I almost forgot. While Wang Mang’s actions were not my instigation, his rise was indeed related to me."

Liu Bang didn’t mention it, and Jiang Chen almost forgot that it was not his first time destroying the Great Han. The Western Han had indirectly perished by his hand, and now the Eastern Han was about to be destroyed by him too.

"Do you appear today to reminisce with me, or to persuade me to change my mind?"

Jiang Chen asked, looking at Liu Bang with patience. He often had a great deal of patience for the dead.

"As someone already dead, what can I possibly do? My appearance today is simply because if I didn’t come out now, I’d never have another chance."

"Besides, I’m just not reconciled!"

"When I first saw the First Emperor, I swore to myself that I must establish a legacy that would not lose to his. Sadly, after a lifetime of struggle, I never even came close to catching up to him. Isn’t it ironic?"

"As for you, you’ve constantly surprised me."

"If I’m not mistaken, the first time I saw you, you were just a sixteen or seventeen-year-old youth, who had just set foot outside the Jiang Family, starting your journey in the world."

"At that time, both Xiang Yu and I didn’t think highly of you, considering you a spoiled young master who acted recklessly on the strength of your family background."