The entire Northern Liang military district compound was enveloped in a desolate sorrow.
The veteran soldiers, missing arms and legs but covered in merit, along with the women and children, silently lowered their heads as tears continuously rolled down their faces.
The once clear sky had turned a hazy gray, and raindrops smashed down from above, as if even the heavens could no longer bear the sight and were weeping for them.
They were all heroes with outstanding merits on the battlefield, yet in their later years, they were oppressed, beaten, and bullied. Even the medals they were so proud of were reduced to goods to be arbitrarily sold off on the cheap!
How ridiculous, how absurd!
"My lord, this is the only valuable thing this old man can offer. I beg you, please let those children go."
Old Man Li looked at the children and women being held by the monk soldiers, pleading pitifully, his old tears flowing freely.
Zhou Yuanhu wore an arrogant expression, his eyes playful. He picked up a medal from Old Man Li's hand and examined it closely.
With a pinch of his two fingers, the medal that represented fighting on the battlefield was instantly crushed into a lump of gold.
"Oh, it really is made of gold!"
His eyes gradually grew greedy, gleaming with a dark green light like a rat in a sewer.
"You think a mere twenty or so medals are enough for me to let them go?"
Zhou Yuanhu looked at the war medal in his hand with a teasing expression.
He thought of a person.
That was Qin Xiao!
The man who had personally pierced his eyeball!
A surge of anger rolled in his heart, and he increased the force in his hand, directly crushing the war medal flat.
"Old thing, kneel down and lick my shoes! Lick once, and I'll let one person go!"
"Oh, right, you also have to say that Qin Xiao is a piece of trash! The dirtier you curse, the happier I'll be, and maybe I'll let you all go!"
Zhou Yuanhu laughed wildly, his eyes full of madness.
Since he couldn't make Qin Xiao suffer torture for the time being, he would take it out on his subordinates!
Old Man Li trembled all over and was about to kneel.
"Old Li, get up!"
A young man grabbed Old Man Li and helped him up.
"We are the soldiers of the King of Qin! Even if we are missing arms and legs now, we will never kneel to anyone!"
The young man was missing an arm, but his eyes glared at Zhou Yuanhu full of anger.
"Not enough? Here are mine too!"
He pulled out three war medals from his chest.
"I am a soldier of the King of Qin. Even though I am a crippled body now, no matter what, I will absolutely never kneel and beg you for mercy!"
They were the Qin Army!
Kneel to heaven, kneel to earth, kneel to parents, kneel to the King of Qin!
Other than that, they would absolutely never kneel to a single person!
Even if he had lost everything, the pride and hot blood from when he followed Qin Xiao to conquer the world were still there!
The young man's words were like a knife stabbing fiercely into everyone's hearts.
Their numb eyes, which had suffered so much devastation, gradually regained a bit of luster at this moment.
"We are disabled, the cripples in everyone's mouths, but we were also once soldiers under the King of Qin!"
"I didn't even blink when killing the Xiongnu! I participated in the resistance, crawling out from bloody corpses!"
"On what grounds should we kneel! Why should we kneel!"
....
When one person stood out, there would be a second...
Countless people missing arms and legs took out their former war medals from their chests and stepped forward one by one.
In the past, they had long been devastated by the monks of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple until they no longer looked human.
Violently confiscating their grain, plundering their wives and children, and trampling them ruthlessly underfoot!
One day, two days, a month, a year...
Over the long period of time, they went from resistance to despair, until finally, only cold numbness remained.
Until today, the young man's words awakened their iron-blooded will!
The King of Qin!
The one who was once a god in everyone's hearts!
The invincible great general who conquered the world and looked down upon all heroes!
"Heads can roll, blood can flow! But for you to make us kneel, it's absolutely impossible!"
The young man's words shocked people's hearts!
He collected everyone's war medals, wrapped them in a torn sackcloth garment, and threw them in front of Zhou Yuanhu.
"Three thousand two hundred and seventy-one war medals! Worth ten thousand gold pieces!"
"You, and your men, can get lost!"
Although they were battered and exhausted, although they were covered in scars, they still straightened their backs and stood proudly.
Zhou Yuanhu's eyes widened, killing intent boiling in his heart.
He wanted to use this to humiliate this group of people, but they actually dared to resist!
Where on earth did they get the nerve!
"Heh... hehe... hahahaha!"
Zhou Yuanhu let out a string of bizarre laughter. He stared at the group of people in front of him, his eyes growing increasingly crazed.
"Men! Drag all these women away for me!"
Hearing this, his thousands of monk soldiers immediately closed in on those girls in tattered clothes, wanting to drag them away.
Old Man Li glared angrily.
Countless people blocked the front of the women and children.
"We agreed that as long as we brought out enough gold and silver, you would let us go!"
Old Man Li's eyes were bloodshot as he roared hoarsely.
"You're not keeping your promise!"
Zhou Yuanhu looked disdainful.
"Have you ever seen a bad guy keep his promise?"
He raised the nine-ring broadsword in his hand high and let out a long howl at the sky.
"Brothers, rob them!"
"Rob!"
As soon as his voice fell, the monk soldiers behind him sprang into action.
This time they showed no mercy, charging directly into the group of female dependents, grabbing them one by one, and dragging them outside.
"Ah! Help!"
"Please don't! My child! My child!"
Waves of terrified screams spread in all directions.
"Damn it! Let's fight them to the death!"
"There are so many of us, even if we are all cripples, we will take them down with us!"
Old Man Li roared!
There was no longer any weakness in his eyes, replaced by endless anger and the determination to perish together!
He had only humbled himself to protect everyone.
"We have nothing left anyway! The worst that can happen is death!"
"Brothers! Kill them! Kill these monks!"
"Fight to the death! Kill!"
Old Man Li's battle cry made the rest of the people join in shouting.
A full hundred thousand people!
Some leaned on their crutches, some crawled on the ground with their hands, and others charged at the monk soldiers with sickles in their mouths!
Seeing this scene, the over a thousand monk soldiers were so frightened they retreated again and again!
Facing this group of veterans with a death wish, even though they were all cripples, they had to temporarily avoid their sharp edge!
"Damn it!"
Zhou Yuanhu's face was pale, and he couldn't help but curse angrily.
"Retreat! Retreat quickly!"
He spurred his horse, wanting to flee for his life.
But people had already surrounded him completely.
Countless people with angry faces and fierce eyes, like beasts waiting to devour someone, stared fixedly at Zhou Yuanhu!
They had lost everything and only had this crippled body left; there was nothing left to fear!
Even if they died, they would drag these demons to hell with them!
"Damn it! Madmen! Qin Xiao's men are all madmen!"
Zhou Yuanhu's face was deathly pale. He gripped the reins tightly in his hands, and his warhorse neighed continuously out of fear.
The monk soldiers around him were even more frightened, wetting their pants and retreating steadily.
Just as they were about to be surrounded and swallowed by the angry crowd.
"How bold!"
A furious shout came from afar.
"Are you trying to rebel!"
A group of men and horses galloped over at top speed.
Leading them was a middle-aged man wearing a bright red official robe, a bronze crown on his head, and holding a long sword.
Behind him followed ten thousand elite soldiers!
Their armor gleamed with a cold light, and murderous intent filled every one of their eyes.
"Archers, ready!"
Clatter!
Ten thousand soldiers all drew their longbows, the arrowheads glinting with a chilling edge!
"Audacious rebels!"
The official roared sternly, "How dare you rebel openly! Unforgivable! Anyone who dares to move will be killed on the spot!"
Seeing this scene, the people of the Northern Liang military district were not afraid at all. Instead, they stopped what they were doing and looked at the leading official with burning eyes.
"It is the officials! It is them! They are finally here!"
"Finally, someone is here to address our grievances!"
At this moment, everyone could not help but burst into tears.
Over a hundred thousand of them had been confined within the Northern Liang military compound, unable to leave without orders, suffering immensely.
Once, they had also prayed for someone to come save them, to pull them out of this living hell.
But for so many years, not a single official had come.
It was always the monks of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple who came to collect rent.
Anyone who dared to run out of the Northern Liang military district was killed on the spot without exception!
"My Lord! We did not do this intentionally; it is the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple that bullies us too much! We beg you to seek justice for us, My Lord!"
Old Man Li trembled as he walked up to the leading official and bowed deeply.
The official nodded. "I am Wang Hong, the Minister of War. What grievances do you have?"
Hearing Wang Hong introduce himself and ask about their grievances, this single sentence made all the veterans present burst into tears once more.
Hope burst forth in everyone's eyes.
That was the hope for life, the hope for the future!
Old Man Li wiped away his tears and said loudly, "Lord Wang, this commoner wishes to sue the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple for tyrannizing men and women, casually beating and killing us veterans, and even trying to snatch away our children and women!"
"If such evil deeds are not eradicated, the heavens will not tolerate it!"
Minister of War Wang Hong's expression changed slightly, seemingly moved.
"Very well! I am now aware of this matter and will definitely seek justice for you!"
"Now, let go of the people from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, and I will uphold justice on your behalf."
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
