Temujin suddenly turned his head. Like a fierce tiger released from its cage, his scarlet eyes locked dead onto General White Fox.
"You won't give us grain? You want to starve this king to death?"
"Hahahaha..."
An inhuman laughter rumbled from his throat.
Murderous intent permeated the air at this moment!
"If I kill you and conquer your Wuzhou, I will get the grain all the same!"
His bone-chilling words rang out!
General White Fox's expression changed drastically. Her mocking and playful demeanor froze, and she began to stutter.
"What... what are you trying to do..."
"We are allies!"
"You can't do this!"
She couldn't help but spur her horse to back away from Temujin.
That terrifying murderous intent made her scalp tingle and her whole body tremble!
It felt as if Temujin would tear her to pieces in the very next second!
"Allies?" Temujin laughed, a laugh full of extreme sarcasm!
With bloodshot eyes, he pointed a finger at General White Fox.
He sharply questioned her!
"This king treated your Wuzhou as an ally, but what do you take me for? A fool?!"
"I led an army of a million men to attack Great Qin. You promised that there would be enough provisions, but what is the result? You demand that I wage war against Qin Xiao, sacrificing countless soldiers just to exchange for a tiny bit of grain!"
"What does your Wuzhou take the lives of my grassland people for?!"
"Perhaps this king is just a barbarian in the mouths of you Central Plains people, but I am no fool!"
Temujin's bloodshot eyes widened, his fierce aura surging to the heavens!
A terrifying presence swept over the entire field, making the air itself seem to freeze!
General White Fox opened her mouth to speak, but couldn't utter a single word.
Fear swelled in her eyes as she trembled and retreated.
Her posture suggested she might turn her horse and flee at any moment!
Temujin stared at her coldly.
His entire body radiated a murderous intent that pierced the sky!
"Heh, I don't care anymore. By invading your Wuzhou, I can still obtain endless provisions. Why should I listen to any more of Wuzhou's nonsense!"
He squeezed his horse's flanks and took a step forward.
"Die for me!"
Temujin roared in anger and, without another word, fiercely drew his saber!
He had truly had enough of this during this time!
He had been holding back all along.
Yet this foolish woman still provoked him without knowing what was good for her!
Did she really think he, Temujin, was easy to bully?!
He was the Mongol King, the ruler of the grasslands, not a soft target!
Rumble!
As that immense oppressive feeling hit her, General White Fox's face instantly turned pale!
She couldn't help but scream out loud!
"Temujin! You dare!!"
With a terrified expression, she roared fiercely.
"Temujin, do you really think my Wuzhou has no backup plan to deal with you?!"
"Since you are courting death, this general will grant your wish!"
With that said, she took a black, thumb-sized small cylinder from her armor and pointed it at the sky.
Without hesitation, she pressed it!
Sizzle!
A cluster of sparks lit up, and then, a loud noise echoed across the entire battlefield.
"A single signal arrow pierces the clouds, and thousands of troops come to meet!"
"Temujin, since you have betrayed our alliance, do not blame me for being unrighteous!"
"My Wuzhou army has long been ambushed here!"
General White Fox looked arrogant, glaring down at Temujin.
"I will give you one last chance. Give the order to go to war with Qin Xiao, otherwise... today will be the day you grassland people die!"
The moment her words fell.
"Kill!"
Countless roars exploded across the entire battlefield!
Not far away.
The Wuzhou army suddenly appeared!
A dense mass of figures surged forward, their murderous aura sweeping through heaven and earth!
Banners blotted out the sky, blades stood like a forest, and iron armor glinted with cold light!
A full half a million troops fiercely charged out!
Iron hooves trampled the earth, like dark clouds pressing down on a city!
Such momentum was utterly terrifying!
The saber Temujin had raised came to a halt.
He stared fixedly at General White Fox, the anger and murderous intent in his eyes equally overwhelming!
His fists clenched tightly, veins bulging!
His massive body trembled violently!
This was not fear.
But rather monstrous anger burning brightly!
"Liars! You Central Plains people are all liars!!"
Temujin roared at the sky, his eyes bloodshot, looking like a maddened beast!
He never expected the Wuzhou Empress to be so despicable and shameless!
Not only did she deceive him.
She also sent troops to ambush him here.
This was naked betrayal!
"Mongol King," General White Fox spoke indifferently.
"I'll give you two choices. Either we unite to kill Qin Xiao and destroy Great Qin, and the benefits you receive will still be no less."
"But if you refuse... hmph! Face the consequences yourself!"
Her attitude was arrogant to the extreme.
Her heart was filled with disdain.
She seemed to think that Temujin wouldn't dare to refuse.
These words of hers.
Instantly made Temujin's hair stand on end with rage!
"Good, good, good!"
"Do you really think this king dares not make an enemy of your Wuzhou?!"
He laughed out of sheer anger.
How did he encounter such a fool!
"Mongol King, what should we do?"
Modun was also panicked.
Coming right at them was an army of half a million!
Once war started.
They would definitely suffer heavy losses!
"How about we agree to Wuzhou's conditions?"
Modun suggested.
Temujin took a deep breath and slowly turned his head.
A pair of eagle-like eyes pierced through the layers of the crowd, meeting Qin Xiao's gaze.
With just one look, he withdrew his gaze.
Leaving only one sentence for Modun.
"Fine, suit yourself. Go fight Qin Xiao."
These words immediately left Modun dumbfounded.
Even Temujin couldn't defeat Qin Xiao, and he was supposed to do it?
Wasn't this like lighting a lantern in an outhouse—looking for death?
At this thought.
Modun drew his scimitar and pointed it straight at the Wuzhou army of half a million.
"Mere Wuzhou, you dare to offend my grassland army!"
"Our three great royal courts are united as one. Let's wipe them out together!"
Regarding Modun's speed of changing his tune.
Xieli Khan could only exclaim "good heavens."
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
