"This is my retribution!"
Emperor Qinwu threw his head back and laughed at the sky.
His laughter was filled with despair and desolation!
At this moment, he seemed to have aged many years all at once.
This once all-powerful man now looked like a dying old man, physically and mentally exhausted, entirely stripped of his former dominance.
"Hahaha... Retribution! This is retribution..."
The sorrowful laughter echoed through the heavens.
And then, it abruptly stopped!
Emperor Qinwu's imposing body crashed to the ground, his eyes wide open in death!
"Imperial Father! Imperial Mother!"
Qin Ruyan and Qin Rumeng rushed forward, throwing themselves onto the two corpses and wailing bitterly.
"Qin Xiao, this is all your fault! If not for you, Imperial Father and Imperial Mother wouldn't have died!"
"This is all your fault!"
Qin Rumeng glared at Qin Xiao with bloodshot eyes, her gaze filled with extreme venom.
Hearing this, Qin Xiao couldn't help but be amused by her words.
"Qin Yu killed your Imperial Father and Mother, and you are sure you want to blame it all on me?"
Qin Ruyan didn't care, her tears and snot flowing together.
"It's all your fault! Qin Yu is certainly to blame, but you refused to hand over military power and abdicate the throne! You angered Qin Yu, and that's what led to the tragic deaths of Imperial Father and Mother!"
"Even right before they died, you still refused to forgive them, making them die with regrets! This is all your fault!"
The two women lost their rationality out of grief and anger, recklessly swinging their fists and charging towards Qin Xiao.
Qin Xiao's eyes turned cold, and a cruel smirk curled at the corner of his mouth.
"Brocade Guards, hear my command! The two princesses have suffered too great a blow from the tragic deaths of their parents and have gone mad... Execute them immediately!"
"Understood!"
The Brocade Guards immediately moved out, seizing Qin Rumeng and Qin Ruyan.
In the hands of the Brocade Guards, the two of them couldn't even last a single round.
"Let go of me! We are princesses! How dare you treat us like this! Believe it or not, I will kill you!"
Qin Rumeng struggled and roared incessantly, but she couldn't break free from the Brocade Guards' restraints at all.
In the end, when the two saw the Brocade Guards draw their blades, their faces paled, and they began to beg for mercy.
"Qin Xiao, we were wrong! We were just impulsive! Can you forgive us?"
"We already apologized! What more do you want!"
"Are you really going to kill us?! We are your older sisters!"
Qin Ruyan's eyes were filled with terror.
The blades of the Brocade Guards hovered above their heads.
With just a light swing, their heads would roll.
Qin Xiao cast a faint glance at them, his eyes full of mockery.
"Congratulations, you guessed right. Your reward is being sent to meet Imperial Father and Mother!"
"Kill them!"
As soon as his voice fell, the Brocade Guards showed no mercy, swinging their sharp swords down!
"No! Please don't!"
"Little brother, we were wrong!"
"We will never dare do it again! Please let us go!"
The two begged desperately, their bodies trembling all over.
But the blades of the Brocade Guards whistled through the air toward their necks.
Slash!
Two heads flew into the air, and blood splattered across the cheeks of the Brocade Guards,
dyeing their uniforms red!
This scene silenced the surrounding crowd out of fear.
Everyone understood that anyone who dared to oppose Qin Xiao would ultimately be killed!
At this moment, all their eyes fell upon Qin Yu.
At this time, Qin Yu was kneeling on the ground, his hair disheveled, clutching his head with both arms, looking like a mad demon!
"Why! Why is it like this! I was obviously going to win! Why were there so many unexpected changes!"
"Imperial Father, Imperial Mother... I didn't want to kill you! But why did you throw your bodies against my dagger! Why didn't you dodge my dagger!"
"It's all your fault! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have ended up like this!"
"It's all your fault!!"
Qin Yu muttered like a madman, his entire being descending into madness.
Such a Qin Yu made people feel both unfamiliar and familiar.
The arrogant and imperious prince in their memories was nowhere to be seen; all that remained was insanity.
"Qin Yu raised an army in rebellion. His crimes are heinous. He shall be executed by lingering death!"
Qin Xiao announced Qin Yu's fate.
A group of Brocade Guards stepped forward, preparing to apprehend Qin Yu.
However, right at this moment.
An arrogant female voice suddenly rang out.
"Qin Xiao, I didn't expect that you could actually withstand Qin Yu's army of half a million!"
"However, you cannot kill this Qin Yu, because I am protecting him!"
The person who arrived was none other than Wu Yan'er, who had been thrown into the Heavenly Prison by Qin Xiao.
The crowd looked toward the source of the voice.
They saw Wu Yan'er draped in a fiery red phoenix robe, her brows exuding majesty, and her face bearing an irresistible dominance.
Her posture was composed, her aura powerful. She stepped forward step by step until she arrived in front of Qin Xiao.
Behind her followed over a thousand black-armored warriors.
They were not ordinary soldiers, but the most elite force of Wu Zhou, the royally cultivated Shadow Guards!
Every single one of them was a martial artist with extremely formidable strength!
Especially the sword-bearing old man on Wu Yan'er's right; his imposing manner was terrifying and horrifying, making people shrink back in fear.
Dressed in a white robe, his whole body emitted a biting sword intent that made everyone present afraid to approach.
Lu Fengxian and a group of experts couldn't help but look at the old man with solemn expressions.
They seemed to sense that this person was extremely dangerous!
Wu Yan'er took in everyone's expressions, her smile becoming even more charming and moving, revealing a somewhat arrogant posture that looked down on everything.
"Qin Xiao, I didn't expect you to actually defeat Qin Yu."
"But you also didn't expect that I would be able to get out of the Heavenly Prison, did you?"
As she spoke, she clapped her hands.
The Shadow Guards behind her tossed several heads onto the ground, which rolled right to Qin Xiao's feet.
"These people were all your Northern Liang soldiers. Their bones were truly hard; even right before their deaths, they refused to submit to me."
"So I had no choice but to cut off their heads and bring them to you."
She smiled lightly, her eyes fixed on Qin Xiao, seemingly wanting to see him lose his composure over this.
"Heh." Qin Xiao's expression remained perfectly calm. "As a princess of Wu Zhou, it's normal for you to have some tricks up your sleeve."
"However, having escaped, you still dare to appear before me?"
"This time, I won't just lock you up in the Heavenly Prison!"
Qin Xiao looked at the heads on the ground. The expressions of agony on their faces were clearly visible; before they died, these people must have suffered extremely painful torture!
They were among the eight hundred soldiers who had followed Qin Xiao to the capital!
They were utterly devoted to Qin Xiao, coming to the capital with the resolve to die.
They had not died in battle, but instead died at the hands of a vile person like Wu Yan'er!
Qin Xiao's eyes suddenly turned ice-cold!
A terrifying killing intent spread out overwhelmingly like a tsunami!
The people present couldn't help but retreat again and again. Feeling this terrifying killing intent, intense fear instantly washed over their faces.
Qin Xiao was about to unleash his murderous intent!
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."
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.
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
