The frantic screams inside the carriage slowly subsided into silence.
The Prince of Yan's face was ashen. He slumped onto the bed, his eyes hollow, looking like a walking corpse.
At this moment, he had lost everything!
Even staying alive was an extravagant hope.
The old eunuch glanced at him, his voice as flat as ever. "Your Highness the Prince of Yan, whether you feel hatred or resentment, once we reach Great Qin, everything will end."
The last bloodline of the Li Tang imperial family certainly could not die at the hands of the Female Emperor of Wu Zhou.
If he had to die, he must die in Great Qin.
Only then would the fiercely loyal followers of the former Li Tang dynasty emerge from hiding.
They would cast aside everything, go completely mad, and annihilate Great Qin!
One must know that the foundation of an empire is never as simple as it appears on the surface.
The predecessor of Wu Zhou, Li Tang, was a celestial empire that awed the four seas and received tributes from ten thousand nations!
In its court, fierce generals were as numerous as clouds, and strategists fell like rain!
Formidable experts and martial masters were countless!
However, because of the Female Emperor of Wu Zhou, these people were either killed or suppressed into retirement.
They seemed to have vanished without a trace.
But whether in the political arena or the military, their prestige remained extraordinarily high!
Once the Prince of Yan died in Great Qin...
...they would absolutely go crazy!
The carriage moved slowly forward, heading in the direction of Great Qin.
...
Meanwhile.
The imperial edict of the Female Emperor of Wu Zhou was being rushed to Mobei at a speed of eight hundred miles a day!
Within seven days, it had already arrived in Mobei.
Instantly, the entirety of Mobei boiled over!
The Mongol Royal Court.
"What did you say? The Female Emperor of Wu Zhou has issued an edict telling us to attack Great Qin?"
Upon the tiger-skin throne.
A burly, majestic middle-aged man, built like an iron tower, suddenly stood up.
A pair of sharp, eagle-like eyes stared fixedly at the Wu Zhou envoy.
A terrifying aura transformed into overlapping waves of air, sweeping through the entire yurt!
Immediately, the Wu Zhou envoy felt as if a massive mountain was pressing down on him, making it difficult to breathe.
Even with his forehead covered in sweat, he had to nod tremblingly.
"Y-yes! Her Majesty asked me to pass on a message to the Mongol King: Great Qin is domineering and disrespects the majesty of Wu Zhou. Great Qin must be made to pay the price."
Standing before the tiger-skin throne, the Wu Zhou envoy spoke with great difficulty.
Hearing this.
The middle-aged man on the tiger-skin throne suddenly burst into a wild laugh!
His beard and hair flew wildly, and brilliant light shot from his eyes as they opened and closed, like an awakening lion!
A monstrous will to fight permeated the entire Mongol Royal Court!
At this moment, all the soldiers felt this battle intent. They drew their weapons one after another, letting out beast-like roars!
"Hahaha! I never expected that Qin Xiao would actually become the Emperor!"
"Interesting, this is truly too interesting!"
His tiger-like eyes seemed to be burning.
What burned was not anger, but a battle intent that was excited to the absolute extreme!
In the past, the two of them had fought countless times on the battlefield.
Every single time, he was the one who lost.
But Qin Xiao was also unable to kill him.
Now, he was no longer the Mongol King he used to be.
His strength had advanced by leaps and bounds!
He longed to fight another battle with that man from Great Qin!
But when he heard that Qin Xiao was returning to the capital...
He knew that Qin Xiao's merits were so great they threatened his sovereign, and he would undoubtedly die.
At that time, he had felt a bit of regret.
If Qin Xiao died, wouldn't he lose a worthy opponent?
Now, hearing that Qin Xiao had become the Emperor, he finally had the chance for a hearty and exhilarating battle once again!
"Great Qin! Qin Xiao!"
The Mongol King took a step forward, stirring up an unmatched, powerful gale!
Amidst the rolling waves of air, he opened his throat, and his vigorous voice echoed in the skies above the Mongol Royal Court!
"Qin Xiao! This time, this king will definitely trample you beneath my feet!"
His strength had already broken through to the Martial Saint realm, making him invincible in this world!
He wanted to fight Qin Xiao again and wipe away his past humiliations!
Seeing the wildly laughing Mongol King, the Wu Zhou envoy couldn't help but remind him in a low voice:
"Your Majesty, when will you dispatch your troops to attack Qin Xiao?"
The Mongol King's gaze froze.
A mountain-like oppressive force suddenly crushed down toward the Wu Zhou envoy!
He narrowed his eyes and said flatly, "Why should this king report to you on how I conduct my affairs!"
The envoy immediately grew anxious: "Your Majesty, this is the command of the Female Emperor of Wu Zhou..."
"The command of the Female Emperor of Wu Zhou?"
The Mongol King snorted coldly and said with disdain, "A mere Wu Zhou dares to give orders to this king!"
"Men! Drag him away! Kill him!"
As his words fell, two burly men strode over and dragged the Wu Zhou envoy away.
"You... you cannot kill me...!"
At death's door, the Wu Zhou envoy was still struggling.
The Mongol King paid him no mind at all, his eyes indifferent to the extreme.
"No one dares to give orders to this king!"
"No one can stop me from killing whoever I want to kill!"
As the Mongol King, he had never been subject to any restraints.
Much less would he obey anyone's orders.
That Wu Zhou was no exception!
Afterward, the Mongol King swept his gaze over the assembly of military generals inside the yurt.
"Warriors, tell me, Wu Zhou is offering us passage to deploy our Mongol troops against Great Qin. What should we do!"
The Mongol generals raised their fists and shouted loudly without hesitation.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The Mongol King nodded in satisfaction.
This was his prestige.
A single sentence was enough to make everyone submit.
"Winter is approaching, and our Mongolia happens to need grain and fodder to survive the winter. Going to Great Qin will first allow us to seek our revenge, and second, to plunder their provisions!"
"Everyone, the one we are about to face is the former King of Qin, Qin Xiao, the Grand General of Mobei. Do you have the courage to follow this king into battle?"
With a loud shout.
All the generals responded in unison.
"We vow to follow the Great Khan to the death!"
At this moment, the entire Mongol Royal Court was seething!
There was no one in all of Mobei who did not know of Qin Xiao's formidable strength!
In the past, Qin Xiao had single-handedly shut out all the tribes of Mobei.
Preventing them from advancing even a single inch!
Now, the opportunity had finally arrived!
With Wu Zhou offering passage, they wouldn't need to go through Mobei and could detour directly to the borders of Great Qin.
After all, Mobei had a million-strong army stationed there; trying to swallow such an army would undoubtedly be as difficult as ascending to the heavens!
The Mongol King pressed his hands down.
The group of generals gradually quieted down.
"Do not fear. In this battle, this king will surely win!"
"This king will use Qin Xiao's head to announce to the whole world that our Mongolia is the true master of Mobei!"
The Mongol King looked down at everyone and burst into laughter, his tiger eyes flashing with a strange light.
"To deal with Qin Xiao, our Mobei must naturally march out in full force!"
"After all, how he attacked us in the past is a debt we remember very clearly!"
"Men! Notify the thirty-six tribes of the plains, the Xiongnu Royal Court, and the Turkic Royal Court!"
"In three days, our Mobei forces shall assemble and jointly crusade against Great Qin!"
"But..."
A general knelt on one knee and spoke hesitantly.
"Great Khan, according to the news we have received, the Xiongnu King has already submitted to Great Qin..."
A look of difficulty appeared on his face.
The Mongol King shook his head disdainfully.
"Is she the only king in the Xiongnu Royal Court? Is she the only one who can command the Xiongnu Royal Court?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the generals were stunned.
Then, sudden realization dawned on them.
Before this Xiongnu King, there was another king.
It was just that this Modu Chanyu was too cruel.
He would use any means necessary to expand the Royal Court.
He had committed shocking massacres.
Any tribe that dared not submit to the Xiongnu Royal Court was slaughtered—men, women, old, and young alike!
It could be said that the tribes exterminated by Qin Xiao were not even a third of those wiped out by Modun.
After all, when Qin Xiao led his troops to conquer Mobei, these tribes could still flee and hide.
But Modun was a true son of the grasslands. Catching their scent, he slaughtered those tribes to the last man.
When Modun was being pursued by Qin Xiao, no one came to his aid, leaving him to fend for himself.
It was at this very moment that Modun's sister seized control of the Xiongnu royal court with an iron-fisted, ruthless grip!
She even dispatched troops to hunt Modun down.
From then on, Modun never recovered from this setback and vanished without a trace.
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.
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
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.
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."
