Ye Chuan appeared in the clearing of the Galen Camp. His robes still carried a faint smell of smoke, yet his expression remained as calm as if he had just taken a stroll nearby.
At this time, the adjutant had just finished a magic communication with Kaiaolen. He was frowning, wondering if he should send someone else towards the White Magic Valley to gather intelligence, when he turned his head and bumped into Ye Chuan. He immediately hurried over to greet him.
"Lord Xi Xi! Why are you back?" The adjutant's face was full of surprise, and his tone carried a bit of urgency.
"Is the situation on the front lines tricky? Do you need your subordinate to immediately assemble the remaining soldiers for backup?"
In his view, Ye Chuan had returned less than an hour after leaving, which meant he must have run into trouble. After all, the enemy was a well-equipped national army!
Ye Chuan raised an eyebrow, his tone carrying a hint of confusion:
"Backup? Backup for what?"
The adjutant froze for a moment, then slapped his forehead as if struck by a sudden realization:
"Oh, my foolish brain! Did you leave something behind? How about I send someone to go back and get it with you?"
He really couldn't think of any other reason for Ye Chuan to return so quickly, other than forgetting something. It couldn't possibly be that the mission was already completed, right? That would be pure fantasy.
"Leave something behind?" Ye Chuan waved his hand casually.
"No need. The matter is settled. I've taken care of the invading army from the Toronto Empire."
"...?" The adjutant instinctively dug at his ear. After processing Ye Chuan's words in his brain, he even suspected he was hallucinating.
"My Lord, what... what did you say? Taken care of? You're not joking, are you?"
That was an elite force of 150,000 men!
Not to mention the super magic cannons and countless magic devices!
Even with the entire strength of the Miral Camp, they would have to fight a bloody battle for days just to barely hold them off. Yet Ye Chuan handled it all by himself in less than an hour?
The absurdity of this matter was like someone telling you they were going to take care of a minor local thug, and then returning half an hour later saying it was done, while bringing back the skull of the Cart Titan. It was just too ridiculous.
Seeing his face full of disbelief, Ye Chuan asked flatly, "What, you don't believe me?"
"I wouldn't dare! Your subordinate has no such intention!" The adjutant hurriedly bowed, cold sweat instantly breaking out on his forehead, but the doubt on his face didn't diminish in the slightest.
He really couldn't convince himself to believe this absurd claim.
Ye Chuan couldn't be bothered to waste breath on him. With a flick of his finger, a dense cluster of magic devices poured out from a spatial rift the next second.
Heavy magic chariots, dismantled magic ballistae, and even three massive super magic cannons were neatly piled in the clearing. They gleamed with a cold metallic luster, and the black eagle crest of the Toronto Empire imprinted on them was clearly visible.
Looking at this pile of siege equipment, enough to arm an entire division, the adjutant's brain instantly short-circuited.
He recognized these items. They were clearly the standard magic devices of the Toronto Empire, absolutely not the armaments of the Hill Empire!
But the sheer absurdity of the situation made him forget how to breathe.
He reached out and touched the barrel of a super magic cannon next to him. The cold sensation told him this was no illusion.
The adjutant opened his mouth to say something, but found his throat tight. He couldn't utter a single word and could only stare at the devices, his eyes full of shock and bewilderment.
"I have no use for these toys. Transport them directly to the front lines for Kaiaolen," Ye Chuan said, kicking a magic chariot by his feet.
The power of these cannons wasn't low; they could even pose a threat to Ye Chuan.
That was, assuming they could break through Ye Chuan's defenses.
Just kidding. Even if they broke his defenses, they would only inflict minor scratches on him, which would automatically heal a second later.
Ye Chuan added, "However, I'm charging a fee for every single piece. It will be based on the market price of magic devices on the continent of Aether, not a penny less."
The adjutant barely snapped out of his daze and nodded mechanically. His mind was a mess, with only the word "fee" looping in his head.
At this moment, he completely believed Ye Chuan's words.
To confiscate so many highly classified imperial magic devices single-handedly, there was no other possibility than having truly annihilated that army.
Seeing him still in a daze, Ye Chuan didn't bother with him anymore. He turned and walked towards the training grounds in the corner of the camp:
"I'm going to find Elara. My daily magic training cannot be neglected. You handle these devices."
With that, his figure disappeared into the camp's alleyways.
The adjutant watched Ye Chuan's retreating back, then looked at the mountain of magic devices before him. He took a deep breath to barely steady his nerves.
He hurriedly ordered the soldiers to guard the equipment, while he grabbed the magic communication crystal to contact Kaiaolen again. He had to report this earth-shattering news immediately.
Meanwhile, in the frontline command camp, Kaiaolen was pacing back and forth anxiously, his brows furrowed tightly.
"It's all my fault! Why did I let him go alone!"
He said in frustration,
"Those super magic cannons have a lock-on feature! Once locked, they will track and fire relentlessly until the target is dead. Even a seventh-tier powerhouse would find it hard to escape!"
The generals beside him tried to console him, but Kaiaolen's anxiety didn't lessen at all.
He knew the power of the Toronto Empire's magic weapons too well. Even if Ye Chuan was formidable, facing an army and lock-on super magic cannons all alone was extremely dangerous.
Just as he was about to order a portion of the troops to support the White Magic Valley, the magic communication crystal suddenly lit up. It showed the adjutant from the Galen Camp.
Kaiaolen's heart tightened, leaping into his throat. Thinking that Ye Chuan had met with an accident, he hurriedly grabbed the crystal, his voice trembling slightly:
"Did something happen to Xi Xi? Speak quickly!"
From the other end of the crystal came the adjutant's somewhat excited yet bewildered voice:
"Lord Kaiaolen! He's fine! It's good news! Lord Xi Xi... he completely annihilated the invading army of the Toronto Empire! He also confiscated all their magic devices and ordered me to transport them to the front lines!"
"..." Kaiaolen froze abruptly. The anxiety on his face instantly stiffened, replaced by extreme bewilderment.
He suspected he had misheard and repeated into the crystal, "What did you say? Annihilated? An army of 150,000? All gone?"
"Yes! It's absolutely true!" the adjutant quickly replied.
"Those magic devices are piled up in the camp right now. They even have the Toronto Empire's crest on them, there's no mistaking it! Lord Xi Xi said we should transport them to the front lines, and we have to pay him for the equipment at market price!"
Kaiaolen stood rooted to the spot, almost dropping the magic communication crystal in his hand. He was completely dumbfounded.
He opened his mouth to say something but found his mind completely blank, unable to even form a sentence.
An army of 150,000, just gone like that? In less than an hour?
This was even more absurd than him winning a battle he had prepared for half a month!
The generals in the command camp also gathered around, their faces full of disbelief.
After a long while, Kaiaolen took a deep breath and asked hoarsely into the crystal, "Where is... Xi Xi now?"
"To answer you, my Lord, Lord Xi Xi went to find Lady Elara for magic training. He said his daily training cannot be neglected."
Kaiaolen: "..."
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
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)
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."
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.
