Old Man Li was agitated, trembling all over, with tears welling up in his eyes.
"Very well, my lord, I will have them release the men right now."
He raised his hand and waved towards the back.
Soon, the veteran soldiers surrounding Zhou Yuanhu backed away.
Everyone thought that justice was finally about to arrive.
But a despairing scene unfolded!
Upon seeing Zhou Yuanhu walk over, Wang Hong bowed deeply.
"I am late, causing your lordship to suffer."
The man standing before him was the father of the Prince of Qi, Qin Yu.
Although everyone knew this could not be stated openly.
But he was the Prince of Qi's father after all. If the Prince were to hold him accountable, he would undoubtedly die!
Moreover, the Prince of Qi was leading an army of half a million men back to the capital. Once the Prince overthrew Qin Xiao and ascended the throne, he, as a meritorious minister, would also be promoted and ennobled.
Zhou Yuanhu snorted coldly and spoke expressionlessly.
"These lowly peasants almost got me hurt!"
Wang Hong quickly chimed in, his face full of flattery, bowing and scraping.
"My lord, I will teach these lowly peasants a good lesson right now!"
Seeing this scene, Old Man Li shuddered all over and couldn't help but stumble two steps back.
He felt as if his sky had collapsed!
His entire worldview crumbled!
Countless veterans present stood frozen in place.
The smiles that had bloomed like sunshine after rain were still on their faces, but now, they froze like ice. A bone-piercing chill made everyone shiver.
Wang Hong's attitude was unbelievable.
Shouldn't he arrest Zhou Yuanhu and his men and behead them as a public warning?
Why was he calling them lowly peasants?
Seeing the crowd's stunned expressions, Wang Hong sneered.
His spine, which had bent before Zhou Yuanhu, now stood incredibly straight before these unruly commoners.
"A bunch of unruly peasants! When you're beaten, you should just obediently take it! How dare you challenge Lord Zhou? You simply don't know the meaning of death!"
Looking arrogant, he waved his large hand.
"Men! Archers, make ready! Show these unruly peasants what happens when they cross the line!"
"Yes, sir!"
The surrounding archers quickly drew their bows, nocking their arrows, ready to fire at any moment.
Old Man Li's pupils shrank violently, and his spine, which had just stiffened with pride, instantly slumped.
Boundless despair surged into his heart.
"Why... why are you treating us like this..."
"We fought across the land for the Great Qin, we risked our lives for the Great Qin, why is it like this..."
Facing the archers, the veterans of Northern Liang were not afraid.
But the words of the Minister of War, Wang Hong, completely chilled everyone's hearts!
They, who should have been regarded as national heroes, were subjected to such treatment!
"Aren't you afraid of incurring the wrath of the King of Qin by doing this?"
Old Man Li roared hoarsely.
"King of Qin!"
"Oh, King of Qin!"
Countless people wept towards the sky, crying out for Qin Xiao.
Wang Hong laughed uproariously. "The King of Qin?"
"Qin Xiao is already too busy fending for himself. How would he have the time to care about you ants!"
Zhou Yuanhu said dismissively, "You can scream until your throats bleed, but Qin Xiao won't appear!"
"Loose the arrows. Once a few more of them die, they'll learn to behave!"
Facing tens of thousands of elite soldiers, countless Northern Liang warriors showed despair, standing frozen in place, losing all will to resist.
The women tightly embraced the orphans of fallen warriors, their tears flowing uncontrollably.
They could fight to the death with those thieving monks, and it wouldn't matter even if they died!
But the soldiers of Great Qin were going to kill them.
At that moment, the conviction everyone had held onto in their hearts shattered entirely!
They were no longer the heroes of Great Qin, but a group of abandoned cripples!
Years of campaigning, dedicating themselves to Great Qin, bleeding and sacrificing for their motherland, suddenly seemed like a cruel, hellish joke!
Wang Hong drew his sword and raised it to the sky. Looking at the disbelieving expressions of the crowd, he smiled with extreme amusement.
"Hahaha! Scream! Struggle! Qin Xiao will not appear, and no one is going to save you!"
"Archers, make ready! Kill..."
Right at this moment!
Boom!
Heaven and earth suddenly trembled!
An invisible wave of energy spread out, and the very ground seemed to sink!
An incredibly domineering voice suddenly exploded in the air!
"I heard you were looking for me!"
Qin Xiao's figure appeared behind Wang Hong!
The surrounding air instantly seemed to bear an immense pressure, becoming entirely distorted!
The terrifying aura made everyone's hearts skip a heavy beat, as if an invisible giant hand was squeezing their throats, making it hard to breathe!
Qin Xiao grabbed Wang Hong by the head with one hand!
"I am here. Why aren't you laughing anymore? Or were you born not liking to laugh?"
Wang Hong's eyes widened. Hearing that familiar voice behind him, he was instantly terrified, his face turning pale as paper.
"Your... Your Majesty..."
"The dead have no need for words."
The tyrannical voice of the grim reaper exploded in his ears!
"I will execute your nine clans! Your family members, even the earthworms dug three feet underground in your yard, will be sliced in half by my decree!"
"This is the price you pay!"
Wang Hong's face was filled with terror, his crotch wet as he was about to beg for mercy.
Bang!
An explosive sound!
Wang Hong's head burst open like a watermelon!
Blood sprayed wildly, splattering all over the ground!
A headless corpse fell to the earth!
Qin Xiao's appearance left everyone present in absolute shock!
"Qin... Qin Xiao!"
Zhou Yuanhu's eyes widened. Unable to help himself, he stumbled two steps back and collapsed onto his rear.
Fear spread like a tidal wave in the depths of his heart!
When he was young, Qin Xiao had pierced his eye with a single strike of a knife.
In his youth, Qin Xiao conquered the world, a blood-bathed god of slaughter.
Now, Qin Xiao was an emperor of a generation, whose single burst of anger could cause blood to flow for ten thousand miles!
"Why are you here! You shouldn't be here!"
Zhou Yuanhu screamed hoarsely, his voice tinged with deep panic and anger.
He had obviously covered up everything.
He had doctored the accounts to deceive everyone and spread rumors in the court that the Northern Liang soldiers were living well and receiving very high treatment.
So why had Qin Xiao come?
Qin Xiao looked down at him indifferently, his gaze piercingly cold.
It was him!
The biological father of the Prince of Qi, Qin Yu!
Zhou Yuanhu!
So, he was the one behind all of these deeds!
During his childhood, Qin Xiao had suffered endless humiliation in Zhou Yuanhu's household.
If he hadn't dared to resist, he would have long been reduced to a cripple!
To run into him today was excellent; old and new grudges would be settled together!
Qin Xiao took a deep breath and ignored that jumping clown.
What he cared about most were the soldiers of Northern Liang.
Qin Xiao looked around.
The emaciated soldiers, missing arms and legs, clad in tattered clothes, entered his sight.
For some reason, Qin Xiao felt a sting in his eyes.
"Great... Great General, is it you?"
Old Man Li looked at Qin Xiao, his voice trembling unstoppably.
"It is me, I have come."
Old Man Li immediately knelt down.
"Centurion of the Vanguard Camp under General Lu, pays respects to the Great General!"
He was old and frail, but his roar shook the heavens!
He wanted to cup his hands in salute, but his left sleeve hung empty.
"You are a hero of my Great Qin; you need not kneel when seeing me!"
Qin Xiao helped Old Man Li up with one hand. Facing the crowd of Northern Liang soldiers and their families, he took a step forward and spoke in a clear, resonant voice:
"Soldiers of Northern Liang! Your Great General has returned!"
"Those who once bullied you, I will make sure they die without a burial place!"
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
