"Little Junior Brother, just tell us what to do, and we'll do it. In terms of brains, the three of us can't compare to you. In terms of skill, the three of us are no match for Senior Brother. But as your senior brothers, we can definitely fight on the front lines for you," Zhang Haoxuan said as he leaned back comfortably on the lounge chair, speaking to the young Taoist.
Although Zhang Haoxuan spoke humbly, the young Taoist knew in his heart that including Senior Brother Zhang Haoran, his four senior brothers were not inferior to any Heavenly Master ancestor in terms of talent. It could be said that if they had not been born in the same era, with the talent of these senior brothers, each of them could have become a Heavenly Master ancestor of the Heavenly Master Mansion.
Especially this third senior brother, who was even more ruthless. Like the Ninth Heavenly Master ancestor, he disliked talismans and spells, and was only fond of refining corpses and raising ghosts. In his Great Emperor space alone, various levels of battle corpses and soul pets were enough to form a reinforced regiment. When attacking the Ye Jia Divine Realm, this old brother got truly fired up and released five elemental battle corpses of the same level as him and two ghost emperors. It could be said that even Senior Brother Zhang Haoran, without using the inherited Bagua diagram, might not have been this brother's opponent.
Second Senior Brother was skilled in alchemy. Besides himself, the human race's white glove, he was the wealthiest. He possessed ninety-eight, if not a hundred, Great Emperor-level offensive Heavenly Tribulation Pills. If provoked, this brother could literally smash you to death with money.
Fourth Senior Brother Zhang Haozhe had an honest and simple face, yet he was a master of artifact refining. It could be said that in their generation, except for Lin Laohei and himself, who were favored by the ancestors, this brother had the best equipment. It was rumored that Fourth Senior Brother Zhang Haozhe's underwear was forged using the method for refining Great Emperor-level golden silk soft armor. It could be said that even three to five Great Emperors of the same level, standing still and letting them attack, might not be able to break through Zhang Haozhe's defenses.
The young Taoist looked at his three senior brothers, flicking tea from the table with a look of disdain, and knew the rumors were not false. The lives these three gentlemen led were certainly much more comfortable than those of the brute like He Dazhuang. Especially Zhang Haozhe, it was said that before each expedition, the commanders of these group armies each ordered a batch of special equipment from him. The money he made made the young Taoist want to smash his pottery kiln.
"Third Senior Brother, the population of Fusang is still a bit too large, especially with some Fusang people who harbor hatred in their bones for us. Shouldn't we find a solution?" the young Taoist's eyes flickered, revealing a sinister smile.
Zhang Haoxuan pouted helplessly and said, "I knew you kid wouldn't come to me for anything good. You're planning to have me kill people again, aren't you?"
The young Taoist chuckled and nodded, "Third Senior Brother, it's not that capable people take on more work. Among our senior brothers, you are the most ruthless...呸, you are the most capable. This matter is just a piece of cake for you."
"Little Junior Brother, killing a few people isn't a big deal, but this karma is difficult to repay. Why don't you let Elder Brother Lin send an order and eradicate them directly? Anyway, he's the human race's imperial descendant, protected by the human race's destiny. This karma won't find him," Zhang Haoxuan said with a sigh.
Cultivators all value karma. Since the young Taoist asked him to act, he couldn't avoid killing. Otherwise, there would be no need for this trouble. But to kill hundreds of thousands of people for no reason, the accumulated karma from killing would be enough for him to deal with. It would be better to let Lin Zhan, the human race's imperial descendant, issue an order on behalf of the human race's destiny. On a larger scale, the human race's destiny would bear it. On a smaller scale, Lin Laohei was like a lice with many worries, not afraid of biting. Since he had already killed so many people in Fusang, a hundred or eighty thousand more wouldn't matter.
The young Taoist pouted, "I thought about it too, but my elder brother, that brat, wouldn't agree. The war isn't over yet, and we're already planning to eliminate dissent. Aren't you afraid of riots from the human races in other special zones?"
"After thinking about it, this matter has to fall on you. Anyway, the spatial rift in Takamagahara is about to open. Blame it on Takamagahara for anything that happens."
"Don't worry, Third Senior Brother. This karma of killing won't fall on you." As he spoke, he took out an imperial decree. "By imperial decree of the human race, Zhang Haoxuan is appointed as the human race's inspector, responsible for overseeing all human races during wartime. Anyone who violates human race laws may be executed."
As soon as the young Taoist finished speaking, he handed the imperial decree to Zhang Haoxuan. "How about it, Third Senior Brother, are you relieved now?"
"Heh heh, you should have taken out this treasure earlier. Alright, Third Senior Brother won't waste any more words with you. I'll go to the spatial rift in Takamagahara, and on the way, I'll oversee Fusang and find an excuse to kill a batch of them first," Zhang Haoxuan said as he walked out.
There was no other way. The human race's mother planet was completely sealed off. Without the human race's primordial ancestor, one could not traverse the void of the mother planet. Zhang Haoxuan could only fly there.
"Hey, hey, Third Senior Brother, slow down! I've prepared two thousand inspectors for you. Take them with you. You can't be a lone commander, can you?" Seeing Zhang Haoxuan's retreating figure, the young Taoist shouted loudly.
Watching Zhang Haoxuan fly away, Zhang Haoqing and Zhang Haozhe also stood up and said, "Third Senior Brother is just impatient like this. Little Junior Brother, arrange for someone to lead the inspection team to Fusang quickly. It's best to inform a few Heavenly Master ancestors and have them keep an eye on your Third Senior Brother. Otherwise, if he gets carried away, there might not be many people left in Fusang. After all, if we were to slaughter other human races in other special zones on a large scale at this time, it could cause riots among them, which would be troublesome for us at this juncture. Senior Brother and I will not be here. Let's take this opportunity to visit each special zone, which can also serve as a warning to those with ulterior motives."
Zhang Haoqing and the two were speaking as they walked outside. The young Taoist nodded and said, "Second Senior Brother, Fourth Senior Brother, I understand."
"Oh, right. You two just need to stroll through each special zone, and then go to the extraterrestrial defense line. Also, see which creatures are tired of living and dare to take advantage of us at this time."
Zhang Haoqing nodded and said, "Don't worry, Little Junior Brother. Your Fourth Senior Brother and I will deal with a few planes first, so that no cat or dog will want to get involved."
After they left, the young Taoist, who was alone in the room again, began to mutter to himself. "Alas, Elder Brother, the ones here are just small fries. The real big fish are with you. I've told you long ago, you don't listen to the ancestors at all. The Celestial race is bound to have its share of troublesome individuals like you."