Chapter 3 Kunpeng, Nüwa is calling you home for dinner!

  Last time, it was said that Liu Sheng Ba Jing Gong determined the Three Emperors, and Crown Prince Zhang entered the world to investigate suffering.

  I don't know if it's Zhang Tongxue or a virgin, but their brothel experience ultimately failed to materialize. The heavenly emperor issued an imperial decree and brought him back with one paper.

  Originally, the Beihai giant demon, Kunpeng, was making trouble and invading the waters of the Dragon King of the North Sea. In fact, according to reason, the entire North Sea should be the territory of the Dragon King of the North Sea. However, Kunpeng's power was too great, and it had occupied the waters of the North Pole since the time of the Demon Tribe's Heavenly Court. Later, after Haotian took office, he couldn't drive away Kunpeng either.

  Who would have thought that this villain would be so rampant, openly invading the North Sea? How could Emperor Huang not be enraged?

  Zhang Zilong hastily returned to the Heavenly Court, accompanied by the Four Seas Dragon Prince, and entered the Lingxiao Hall to pay respects to his father. This matter of the water domain, of course, was still best left for the Great Marshal of the Water Clan to handle.

  Haotian didn't say much, and immediately let the Crown Prince lead the 1 million heavenly soldiers of this department, choose generals, and send troops to punish Kunpeng. Zhang Purple Dragon knew that at this moment, the Heavenly Court was newly established, and its power was still too weak, but as the Crown Prince of the Heavenly Court, he had a duty to fight for the Heavenly Court's reputation! He also didn't pretend, responded loudly, turned around and returned to the Taiyang Palace to tidy up his troops, preparing to go on an expedition.

  In front of the Sun Palace, 1.4 million cultivators had already made preparations. They were all dressed in black robes and were above the level of Xuanxian. Some of the younger generals had already reached the level of Taiyi Xuanxian, while the top ten generals were even more powerful, being Jinxian strongmen. This was the foundation that Haotian had given to Zhang Zilong, which was already quite substantial for the current Heavenly Court.

  The Crown Prince's original 100,000 troops were mostly fire elementals, after all they had been training in the Sun Palace for many years. This time, there were also Zhang Zilong's subordinates, the water elementals from all over the world, with the Four Seas Dragon King as their leader, almost exceeding one million.

  The Four Seas Dragon Crown Prince was also wearing a set of close guard battle armor, standing very seriously beside Zhang Zilong, watching Zhang Zilong make his pre-battle mobilization speech.

  "Lonely warriors! Now someone is openly rebelling, bringing disaster to our clear and bright territory. As the general's soldiers, what should we do!" With a calm and steady tone, Zhang Zilong recalled the words of those great generals from his past life before they went into battle, and recited them verbatim.

  Actually, Zhang Zilong is quite good to his subordinates, with spiritual elixirs and magical medicines, celestial family weapons, and cultivation methods galore. He deeply believes in one principle: as long as you treat your soldiers sincerely, they will repay you with their lives.

  As expected, when they heard that someone dared to make trouble in their own territory, a group of pampered celestial soldiers and generals were so angry that they shouted loudly.

  "Explode his chrysanthemum! Explode his chrysanthemum!" Sweat, this was given to them by Zhang Zilong when he had nothing better to do. According to the simple thinking of these primitive people, such a domineering phrase should clearly become their military training! And a song written by Zhang Zilong for this occasion was sung by tens of thousands of people, with lyrics that went: "Chrysanthemum scattered, wounded all over the ground..."

  "Good! Very good! This is the kind of soldier I want!" Zhang Zilong, infected by the soldiers' momentum, was choked with tears. What a magnificent goal! Kunpeng, Crown Prince has such brave troops, how far is your chrysanthemum?

  Raise the command flag high, Zhang Zilong shouted: "Listen to my order, the army sets out, rushing straight to Beihai Kunpeng's old home, and we'll blast his chrysanthemum!"

  "Roooooaaaaar!" With Zhang Zilong's one order, 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals surged out of the Sun Palace like a tidal wave.

  The Four Seas Dragon Prince, who was guarding him, whispered in his ear: "This old man's soldiers are really something else, just look at how they shout slogans, so much momentum." "It's not like that, following the old man is better than following those weak fathers of ours." "Well said!"

  The heavenly soldiers and generals were so quiet, of course, they couldn't deceive the numerous Northern Sea demonic masters Kunpeng. However, this guy didn't put the Heavenly Court in his eyes at all. The only one who could make him surrender was Emperor Jun Taizhen, and there was no one else who could do it! Moreover, he still had several tens of millions of remaining demon troops in the North Sea, with more than a dozen Taiyi Golden Immortals under his command, three or four Daluo Golden Immortals. He himself was an quasi-saint strongman existing since ancient times and now already at the late stage of quasi-sainthood, holding the Hetu Luoshu he snatched from Emperor Jun. What could the mere 100,000 heavenly soldiers and one million water tribe do to him?

  So I continued to attack the territory of the North Sea Dragon King, drinking and having fun with the strong demons under my command, a luxurious atmosphere lingering in the North Sea Demon Palace.

  A few days later, in the North Sea Dragon King Palace, Zhang Zilong gathered with the four sea dragon kings who came to meet. What made Zhang Zilong helpless was that these four sea dragon kings were indeed wealthy and powerful, holding enormous wealth accumulated since the Three Clans period, and their cultivation time was also long enough. Now they had just become Taiyi Golden Immortals, while he, a prince with two great quasi-saint avatars, had been cultivating for thousands of years and had only one foot in the quasi-saint realm.

  The Dragon King of the North Sea was entertaining Zhang Zilong and his party with great care, no way, his family still relied on these gods to guard them!

  Seeing these aquatic soldiers were not powerful enough, Zhang Zilong could only increase his combat power from other aspects.

  "I say, Old Dragon King, your four seas water clan has heard of being rich and powerful. Now that our general is fighting for your territory, shouldn't you give some indication? Give us two Pre-Heaven Spirit Treasures first, and after we equip them with the Post-Heaven Supreme Treasure, what's the big deal?" Zhang Zilong shamelessly extorted, leaning back with his legs crossed.

  Upon hearing this, the four old dragon kings' faces turned bitter. They could also produce such things to say, but if they continued like this, it's likely that the Four Seas would be extorted dry by this crown prince! They couldn't help but use their eyes to hint at the four dragon princes standing beside Zhang Zilong. Unfortunately, these four had long since turned to Zhang Taizi, and as for their father king, he was finished, following them would lead to no good end!

  The Dragon King of the East Sea, after all, was the big boss, and carefully opened his mouth to say: "This... General, we really don't have that many treasures, you know, your army has as many as 100,000 people..."

  Qie, Zhang Zilong glanced at Ao Guang and said, "Do you think I'm a fool?"

  "Alright, old man, stop playing tricks on me. You have a lot of wealth, but my four little brothers are very clear about it with me. If you don't bring it out, don't blame me for immediately returning to Heaven and leaving Kunpeng to deal with you yourselves!"

  The Dragon King of the Four Seas never thought that his own son would betray him so thoroughly, with each one breaking their teeth, and having a hard time speaking.

  In the end, they were all extorted by Zhang Zilong, and the ten Pre-Heaven Spirit Treasures were awarded to those ten Golden Immortal-level Heavenly Generals. Although they weren't particularly exceptional items, for these ordinary cultivators of the Primordial Chaos, they were already a treasure beyond measure. As for the other soldiers, each was given a Post-Heaven Spirit Treasure, which were the divine weapons forged by the Dragon Clan during the Great War of the Three Clans. Equipping them with these, the combat strength of the 100,000 Heavenly Soldiers increased several times over. After all, for these Xuanxian and Taiyi Xuanxian-level soldiers, having good equipment was what truly mattered!

  And with this opportunity, Zhang Zilong also bought off the 100,000 heavenly soldiers. To know that those who can be selected as Taibai's soldiers are all top-notch talents, and with good training, they will eventually become a powerful army that wins every battle. At that time, leading the 100,000 Golden Immortals, or even the Taiyi Golden Immortal, Zhang Taizi is truly a saint, seeing who to destroy!

  That night, Zhang Zilong and other heavenly soldiers and generals feasted in the North Sea Dragon Palace, making full preparations for the great battle the next day.

  He didn't know that this expedition might be easier than he imagined, because the Three Pure Ones had already sent their favorite disciples to Beihai to prepare for a fight with Kunpeng.

  Yuanshu Tianzun sat down, the deputy master of the Xuanmen Sect, Rendeng Daoren, a strong man in the middle period of the Quanzhen. Laozi sat down as his only disciple, Xuandu Dafashi, a strong man in the early period of the Quanzhen. Tongtian Jiaozhu sat down as his eldest disciple, Duobao Daoren, a strong man at the peak of Daluo Jinxian...

  Originally, Nuwa's elder brother Fuxi was about to be reborn and become the supreme ruler of heaven. The Hetu Luoshu in Kunpeng's hand is the key for Fuxi to prove his way. Stupid Kunpeng thought that relying on his remaining powerful identity as a demon clan, Nuwa would definitely protect him and not let other saints bully him. Unfortunately! Nuwa is still closer to her own brother, Kunpeng... a small person, loves to pretend this time.

  If Zhang Zilong knew this news, he would definitely laugh loudly and say to Kunpeng: "Little brother, your family's Nuwa saint is calling you back home for dinner!"