Eternal Life as False Emperor

"As expected, nothing escapes Marshal Hex's eyes." The old man seemed to transform into another person at this moment.

Despite the same attire, upon closer inspection, he didn't appear as old.

His previously murky eyes now shone brightly like stars, and his slightly hunched back straightened, making him even a bit taller than Hex Chengpi.

"I am Tang Jianjun, greeting Marshal Hex. May I ask when the Marshal discovered my disguise?" Tang Jianjun glanced intentionally or unintentionally at Hex Chengpi's left hand.

Hidden within his wide sleeve was clearly a short weapon fit for close combat.

"Tang Jianjun?" Hex Chengpi frowned.

He pondered for a long time, but his memory held no recollection of this name.

This person doesn't seem to be a master in the Zhao Family.

Yet this only puzzled him more; if not from the Zhao Family, why would the other party be so painstakingly trying to get close to him?

Hex Chengpi, of course, didn't know that Zheng Yi had specifically created these names for them.

After all, since they left the mines, they've been drifting aimlessly in the Martial World. To fulfill their missions, they would assume various identities, and it was possible they wouldn't even recognize each other upon meeting.

If they ended up fighting each other, wouldn't it be a laughingstock?

To clearly and straightforwardly identify whether they were one of their own, Zheng Yi deliberately gave them all extremely bizarre names.

Names such as Tang Jianjun and Li Jianguo, which would almost never appear in this world.

Such unique names, upon hearing, would lock the other's identity, and with a bit of investigation, they could confirm if they were one of their own.

Seeing Hex Chengpi racking his brain, pondering over the name, Tang Jianjun smiled and said, "Marshal, there's no need to trouble yourself. I'm just an insignificant nobody."

"I used some tricks to approach the Marshal purely out of admiration for your noble act of raising troops to resist tyranny."

"But, Marshal..." Tang Jianjun's expression turned serious, "Now both you and the Qingshan Army face the threat of destruction, I implore the Marshal to make a swift decision."

Hex Chengpi scoffed at the words and said, "Nonsense, as if I'm not aware of that? I was just a farmer; this year's crop was poor, and I couldn't pay the rent."

"I figured if failing to pay the rent would lead to death, then rebelling and dying was just as likely. Rather than dying a coward's death, why not give it a fight? At least before dying, I could have a few hearty meals."

"I'm fully aware of how those Zhao Family scumbags treat the Rebel Army. Their master cultivators are not individuals we farmers with mere farming skills can deal with."

Hex Chengpi's eyes flashed with a hint of violence as he spoke, "Even if I die, I won't let those scumbags have it easy."

Tang Jianguo nodded in agreement; those master cultivators of the Zhao Family indeed couldn't be easily dealt with.

His teacher had mentioned before that even though he, as an Immortal from the Upper Realm, faced power suppression by the Heavenly Dao of this world, his strength wasn't restored yet.

"Is Marshal Hex going to accept his fate like this?" Tang Jianjun asked with a semi-mocking smile.

Hex Chengpi glanced sideways at Tang Jianjun, a trace of hope in his eyes, but it quickly faded.

"Mr. Tang, I have somewhat guessed your intentions. But your strength... I'm afraid it's even less than mine, right? Can you really help us repel the enemy?"

"That's exactly why I came." Tang Jianjun laughed heartily, "I wonder if Marshal Hex is willing to join me in a concerted effort?"

Hex Chengpi agreed much faster than Tang Jianjun had anticipated.

Almost before Tang Jianjun finished speaking, he had already loudly responded, "Sure!"

This outright consent caught even Tang Jianjun by surprise.

But upon thinking, it seemed reasonable. If the guy wasn't of such a nature, he wouldn't have raised the banner of rebellion simply for some satisfaction.

When they emerged from the place, the sun had already set, and the hall was in complete disarray.

Besides the third brother guarding the door, only the fifth brother remained, clutching a giant axe as large as a millstone, glaring at the door.

It seemed as if any unusual sound might compel him to break in.

"Big brother... huh, why do you seem a bit different, old master?"

"No, big brother, you seem different too."

The changes in Hex Chengpi were indeed profound compared to before.

Despite being the Rebel Leader holding military power, he previously seemed filled with despair. Back then, Hex Chengpi was planning to fight to the death against the Zhao Family's master cultivators.

But now, after Tang Jianjun's analysis, Hex Chengpi suddenly realized there might be a chance after all.

Certainly, it was not entirely due to the plan Tang Jianjun formulated for them, but the cultivation technique he provided.

The whole Cangyan Realm cultivated with techniques from the Zhao Family, which for others, resulted in mediocrity. However, Hex Chengpi discovered a path, indicating his innate talent.

A quick glance at the new technique excited him to the point of trembling.

With this cultivation technique, as long as they had enough time, their strength would not fall much short of the Zhao Family's masters.

"Brothers, follow me! We're moving out into the mountains!"

With Hex Chengpi's command, the entire Qingshan Army was like a droplet of water falling into boiling oil, exploding with energy.