"Ahhh! Huo Quji! Stop pushing me!"
Modun was filled with grief and indignation, roaring at the sky.
Having been hunted down for a month, he was already on the verge of a breakdown.
If this continued, he feared he would be worked to death on the Mobei grasslands!
Huo Quji's expression turned serious, and he twirled the spear in his hand.
A fierce aura burst forth, shooting towards Modun.
"Back then, the King of Qin chased you for thousands of miles but failed to kill you. Now it's my turn!"
"The King of Qin will be very happy when I kill you!"
His pursuit speed surged once again.
The distance between the two narrowed once more!
Modun felt a chill in his heart, his teeth itching with hatred.
Gritting his teeth, he ran even more desperately.
The Qin army pursued relentlessly.
In the blink of an eye, another day passed.
Mobei remained barren, with sandstorms raging.
The group had been chasing each other all day and were long exhausted.
Modun felt empty inside, completely exhausted, and ready to fall off his horse at any moment.
Huo Quji, on the other hand, grew more excited the more he fought, like an unsheathed sword.
The light in his eyes surged, and he looked radiant!
"Modun! Let's see how much longer you can hold on!"
He shouted like thunder, incredibly excited.
Modun looked back, his eyes splitting with rage, his heart filled with despair.
Suddenly, a large mountain appeared in front of him, blocking his way.
Behind him, Huo Quji pursued closely, the distance now less than a hundred zhang.
A hint of despair surfaced in Modun's heart.
"Is the heavens trying to destroy me?"
He let out a mournful howl at the sky.
He had been hunted down by Qin Xiao all along, and even his throne had been snatched away by his sister.
He had nothing left now. Was he going to die here today?
He was unwilling!
Suddenly, a hint of madness appeared in his eyes.
"Huo Quji! I'll fight you to the death!"
He suddenly turned his horse around, no longer fleeing, drew his bow to the full, and a sharp arrow shot towards Huo Quji.
At the same time, the remaining hundred Xiongnu cavalry beside him turned their horses around with him.
They each took out their bows and arrows, shooting towards Huo Quji.
Huo Quji's expression remained unchanged, and he swung the spear in his hand.
Clang, clang, clang!
A series of metallic clashing sounds rang out incessantly.
The sky full of arrows was easily knocked down by him, leaving him unscathed.
His eyes surged with battle intent, and instead of slowing down, he went even faster.
He arrived in front of Modun.
Swish!
The spear in his hand smashed down on Modun's head.
Modun swung his saber to block!
With a crisp sound, Modun's arms shook violently.
He was thrown off his horse, tumbling to the ground in a sorry state, horse and all.
Huo Quji pursued and descended, following him like a shadow, and the spear in his hand fell once again.
Rolling astral winds kicked up a sky full of dust.
Modun let out a loud roar.
"Blood Wolf Slaughtering the Heavens!"
Awooo!
A phantom of a blood wolf emerged from his body, and he burst forth with astonishing power, forcing Huo Quji back once again.
The two landed and fought.
The remaining Xiongnu cavalry discarded their bows and arrows, drawing their scimitars to join the fray.
The eight hundred Qin army cavalry also arrived shortly after.
The two sides instantly engaged in a chaotic battle.
Modun was covered in blood, acting like a madman.
He was fighting almost entirely with his life.
Huo Quji, however, fought more fiercely the longer he fought.
He continued to sustain injuries, but he didn't care in the slightest.
Instead, he grew more and more excited.
When the battle reached its climax, he actually let out a long howl at the sky, his voice shaking the heavens.
"Sky-Piercing Strike! Cold Light Breaks the Void!"
The spear in his hand seemed to tear the air apart, cold light flashing.
With a thrust of his spear, tens of thousands of spear shadows followed like angry dragons emerging from the sea, sweeping in all directions.
Modun tried his best to resist.
But he couldn't stop it at all!
Clang!
The scimitar in his hand snapped, his body shook violently, and he spat blood as he flew back once again.
Huo Quji took a step forward, the spear in his hand about to fall once again.
Modun's pupils shrank, completely in despair.
At the critical moment.
"Stop!"
Suddenly, a loud shout like a great bell rolled over.
Closely following were countless arrows piercing the air.
Huo Quji paused, swinging his spear to block.
A sharp arrow struck his shoulder, instantly causing blood to splatter.
He let out a muffled groan, retreating temporarily.
Modun took the opportunity to escape.
Turning his head, he saw a vast army of thousands of horses and men approaching from not far away, banners fluttering in the wind.
They treaded upon the sky full of yellow sand, an aura of iron-blooded slaughter sweeping over.
The tall figure at the very front was none other than the Mongol Great General!
Huo Quji's gaze turned cold, looking at Modun with extreme unwillingness, eventually gritting his teeth.
"Retreat!"
He withdrew his spear, leading the eight hundred cavalry to retreat quickly.
Modun, having survived a disaster, collapsed on the ground, panting heavily.
Watching the retreating figures of the Qin army, he still felt lingering fear.
Recovering his senses, he looked at the approaching army in the distance.
A look of confusion appeared in his eyes.
This was the Mongol cavalry.
Why had the Mongols come?
"Modun," the Mongol Great General dismounted, cupping his hands to Modun.
"We have come on the orders of the Great Khan to support you and help you reclaim the Xiongnu Royal Court!"
His words were concise and to the point.
Wild joy instantly surfaced in Modun's eyes.
"Reclaim the Xiongnu Royal Court?"
He struggled up from the ground, extremely excited.
The Mongol Great General nodded.
Modun let out a long howl at the sky, surviving a disaster and crying tears of joy.
"Hahaha! Heaven is helping me!"
Reclaiming the Xiongnu Royal Court had always been his dream.
Ever since the Xiongnu Royal Court had been usurped by his sister, this had been his obsession!
Now, he finally had the chance to realize it!
"Thank you, Great General!"
He bowed to the Mongol Great General from the bottom of his heart.
The latter helped him up, saying, "After you reclaim the Royal Court, the Khan needs to see you."
Modun slowly nodded.
He knew that Temujin wouldn't help him so easily.
Unless there were greater interests involved!
But to him, it didn't matter anymore.
As long as he could reclaim everything that belonged to him, he was willing to pay any price!
With this thought in mind.
Modun mounted his horse, his gaze looking into the distance, seeming to see the Xiongnu Royal Court through the layers of yellow sand.
"Let's go. It's time to show them the return of the Xiongnu King!"
Since the Mongol Royal Court was helping him, he naturally wouldn't be polite.
Soon, the hundred thousand Mongol cavalry headed towards the Xiongnu Royal Court.
Seeing this scene from afar, Huo Quji watched the direction the army left.
After thinking for a moment, he led his men and followed without hesitation.
At this moment, the Xiongnu Royal Court was extremely empty.
The troops had all been transferred to Great Qin by the Xiongnu King, leaving completely no one to defend.
This also gave Modun an opportunity.
Half a day later.
Modun once again stepped onto his homeland.
He spread his arms, laughing loudly at the sky.
The Royal Court stood tall and majestic.
He was incredibly familiar with everything here!
Above the royal city.
Some Xiongnu soldiers spotted Modun and were instantly shocked.
Especially since Modun was now accompanied by Mongol cavalry, which made them feel even more incredulous!
"Chanyu... Chanyu has returned!"
Countless Xiongnu soldiers saw Modun, their legs trembling in fear.
They had witnessed Modun's cruelty and methods!
Furthermore, they had betrayed Modun, so the consequences were imaginable!
Modun looked up, a smirk forming at the corner of his mouth.
"Your King has returned! Hurry up and open the city gates!"
His voice was like thunder, spreading throughout the royal city.
"Rest assured, this Chanyu will let bygones be bygones!"
"No matter what you did wrong, this Chanyu's only enemy is my foolish sister!"
With his words, a commotion began to stir within the royal city.
Many people were considering whether to open the city gates.
Modun took in everyone's reactions, a smile appearing at the corners of his mouth.
"I, your Chanyu, know that you are loyal to me, so I will not blame you!"
"Now that my foolish sister has surrendered to the Great Qin, are you going to submit to the Han people too?"
"The Han people are our food, our slaves!"
"Wake up, join me in taking back our royal court, and become Xiongnu warriors once again!"
His voice was full of emotion and highly inflammatory.
The hearts of the people in the royal city began to waver.
Yes!
The Xiongnu King had already surrendered to the Great Qin, so were they to become the dogs of the Han people?
This was obviously impossible.
Soon, some soldiers opened the city gates.
The heavy bronze gates slowly opened.
At this moment, Modun smiled.
He knew that he had succeeded.
He rode his horse straight into the royal city, followed by a hundred thousand iron cavalry, their momentum like a rainbow!
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
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!
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?!
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
