Chen Ping's Sword

"To gain something, one must lose something."

Chen Ping’s expression remained unchanged, and he shook his head.

He certainly knew that for this children’s rhyme to spread so quickly across the southern State Prefecture, there must be some great force, or even multiple great forces, pushing it forward.

The aim was to incite a sense of shared enmity and strangle him in the cradle before Chen Ping could grow and gain momentum over the long term.

The opponent’s methods were extremely skillful, calculated so that even if he knew there was something amiss, he couldn’t trace the rumors back to their source and cut them off at the root.

As the saying goes, "It’s easy to start rumors, but hard to dispel them."

If he were to arrest and harshly interrogate everyone who spoke or heard the rhyme, creating a bloody mess, then the opponent would surely make him experience the consequences of "fearing the people’s voices more than floods."

A tyrant’s cap of "Those who follow me will prosper, those who oppose me will perish," would be firmly placed on his head.

The fate of rulers who lost "the people’s support" can be easily found in dozens of historical examples.

And for the poor common folk?

In this process, there is no need to hope they would speak on his behalf.

Because those "ants" have never been considered people, and no one listens to them.

They can barely speak coherently, are hardly literate, and can’t express what they truly think.

"Competing with Noble Families for discourse power is the most unwise approach. Therefore, there’s no need to pay it any mind."

Chen Ping chuckled softly and said dismissively, "Let them say what they will; rumors stop at the wise. Sooner or later, someone will understand my earnest intentions amidst this vast Heaven and Earth."

In this era, Noble Families are also known as gentry, and often the officials and scholars come from these wealthy families.

In other words, of ten scholars, seven or eight are from affluent families, who naturally disapprove of Chen Ping’s governance policies.

How could those with vested interests possibly allow poor commoners to start living well?

Or allow them to live with dignity and status?

The principle is simple.

It’s not just that dragonslayers often become evil dragons themselves; it’s also because once the poor live well, the high and mighty Noble Families and dignitaries would not have such an easy life anymore.

Without the constant threat of hunger and poverty, who would foolishly endure exploitation all their lives without complaint?

Once you have dignity and claim that no one is nobler than anyone else, how could I maintain my superior status?

If no one bows to the lords, are they still lords?

From the past life to this one.

Chen Ping had seen it many times, so he understood from the beginning that he was essentially undermining a certain class.

Ideological struggles are even more perilous than battles on the field.

Yet, he had no choice but to proceed.

Because of Fortune.

The greatest crisis in Xingqing Prefecture had passed; Chen Ping had driven his forces to defeat and slay a hundred thousand Rushing Wolf Cavalry, completely thwarting the plans of the Beizhou Barbarians. But this was not the end.

On the contrary, it was just the beginning.

It’s foreseeable that once Beizhou is free to act, when they next come for him, they’ll be fully prepared and confident of defeating him.

He cannot hope his opponents will underestimate him, sending his generals and soldiers to die bit by bit in piecemeal tactics.

In such a situation, without external reinforcements, internal forces continuously try to undermine him.

Relying on Heaven and Earth is not as good as relying on oneself.

One’s cultivation strength is the only sure way to stay alive.

Of course, to protect his life, and even these hard-won lands, he must grow so strong that no one dares to invade.

To quickly enhance strength.

Chen Ping’s first thought was to extensively acquire Tribulation Points.

As long as the Tribulation Points are sufficient, Breaking Realm is as easy as drinking water.

Even if an Immortal came, Chen Ping would dare to kill and show it to others.

Unfortunately, as his power increased, ordinary tribulations were no longer truly tribulations for him.

Even an assassination attempt by an ordinary Unity Realm Grandmaster is like drizzle to him.

Completely devoid of any danger.

In such a situation, where can he find a tribulation? Where does Celestial Fate come from?

To advance his cultivation to the fifth level of the Unity Realm Perfection, namely the Domain Yang Realm, he still needs nearly 2,000 Tribulation Points.

Now, with only 836 points, he is still far from the goal.

This is even after defeating the Jinghai Army and driving off "Uncle Tong" from the Shenxiao Sword Sect, gaining another 382 Tribulation Points, otherwise, he had only over 400 Tribulation Points before.

Money is hard to earn, excrement is hard to eat, and earning Tribulation Points is no different; accumulating bit by bit is indeed too slow.

Even if he wished to set aside managing the newly revived affairs and focus solely on chivalry, putting himself in danger, and fighting against solo masters, he must find a Grandmaster at the Unity Realm Perfection Level first.

Moreover, that person must have a grudge against him.

Otherwise, going to fight without reason would be like acting insane, wouldn’t it?

Of course, one action that must be a tribulation is going to the Beizhou Royal Court, ensuring Tribulation Points will pour in like a tide.

However, this action is akin to storming the Great Li Yujing; it’s another matter when not exposed, but once there, the danger is hard to control.

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