Fang Congyun had thought it through very clearly. No matter what, Fang Zhiyi had to die. He could not allow this useless older brother, who had caused him so much suffering, to remain safe and sound. More importantly, his throne was not yet secure; he needed to use some ruthless methods to intimidate those restless aristocratic families.
Yicheng was a perfect target.
Once the city is breached, leave no living thing behind, not even the chickens or dogs!
This was the imperial decree he issued.
Although Fang Zhiyi had tinkered with some hidden weapons, he believed they could not possibly resist an entire army.
Therefore, Fang Congyun felt very relaxed throughout the journey. He wanted to laugh just thinking about the scene of his older brother kneeling before him begging for mercy. It would be the perfect opportunity to send him to the Heavenly Prison to keep Jian Xiaoyu company. Since their previous engagement fell through, he would just pair them up again!
He smiled, looking somewhat twisted.
The vanguard had already arrived at Yicheng. He closed his eyes slightly to rest, just waiting for the moment his carriage would drive directly into the city. The terrain in the southwest was too complex, making marching a troublesome affair.
Sounds of commotion came from the distance; the battle must have begun.
Fang Congyun believed this battle held no suspense.
But an hour later, a completely charred Qi Warrior stumbled back to the central army.
What the hell is this?
Fang Congyun looked at the Qi Warrior, who had clearly lost his mind. This was a Tier Five warrior, yet he was injured this badly?
No, tell me, what do you mean the city gate stood up???
The Qi Warrior, however, suddenly seemed to lose his soul and fell forward onto the ground.
It wasn't until their central army also arrived at Yicheng that they discovered the scene here was incredibly tragic. The city walls of Yicheng were completely intact, but the Qi Warriors of the vanguard were dead or injured all over the ground.
And above the city gate stood a man with his hands behind his back.
Second brother! Long time no see!
Fang Congyun gritted his teeth in hatred. Fang Zhiyi! You really didn't die!
Look at you, who curses their own older brother to die the moment they meet? I heard you became the emperor? Do you want to make me a Prince of the First Rank or something?
Dreaming even at death's door! What you did to me and our parents is an unforgivable sin! Fang Congyun felt inexplicably furious just seeing Fang Zhiyi's face.
What a pity, Fang Zhiyi sounded somewhat disappointed.
There's no use talking. Open the gates and surrender, don't play these little tricks... He suddenly paused, looking in disbelief behind Fang Zhiyi. He now understood what the vanguard Qi Warrior had said.
Behind Fang Zhiyi was the gate tower erected on the city wall, but that tower actually began to move!
The sound of scraping metal echoed all around. The gate tower had actually stood up!
Following that, several thick, dark iron tubes aimed right at him.
An immense sense of crisis swept through Fang Congyun's entire body. He leaped up without hesitation. The next moment, a flash of white light brushed past him and exploded violently behind him. Mid-air, Fang Congyun looked back, his eyes filled with shock.
With just that one strike, his central army was blasted to pieces.
What kind of dark magic is this! Fang Zhiyi!
I can tell you don't understand science. No, really, you're the emperor now, can't you find a way to study some history? You're not even as good as your predecessor.
Predecessor? Could it be... Fang Congyun instantly realized that the missing former emperor had apparently also met his end here!
Thinking that a Grandmaster had actually died here, he suddenly felt afraid.
An even louder noise rang out. Behind the city walls, many strange objects suddenly flew straight up into the air and charged right at them.
Fang Congyun completely lost his composure. His army of Qi Warriors was utterly defenseless against these strange things. These iron-clad entities were almost entirely immune to the weapons in their hands, let alone the Qi energy they were so proud of.
Those humanoid-like things were three or four meters tall and moved with extraordinary speed, charging directly into the crowd.
This imagined massacre had become a reality, but the side being massacred was his own.
Immense terror spread through the army. These so-called troops were cobbled together from various aristocratic families to begin with, and when faced with overwhelmingly superior strength, they began to flee in defeat.
The gate tower plummeted straight down from the sky, causing the earth to tremble.
Oh oh oh oh oh! The power of science! the gate tower exclaimed in a very smug tone. However, it didn't forget its job. After pinpointing Fang Congyun's location, this bulky tower actually used the jet streams shooting from its back to close in on Fang Congyun at extreme speed.
The imperial guards protecting Fang Congyun collapsed at the first touch.
The two thick arms that grew out of the gate tower swatted them away one by one. Even the imperial guards, who were considered the absolute pinnacle of strength, couldn't withstand two hits.
Impossible, I, I am the lord of the world, I... am a Tier Nine...
Fang Congyun was already numb. By the time he reacted, he had been pinched in the gate tower's hand like a bug, and no matter how much he struggled, it was of no use.
Science is great! Science is the future! the gate tower continued to chatter endlessly. Do you know what mechanical ascension is?
Fang Congyun didn't know; he was already scared silly.
Old Ghost, you are too noisy. Fang Zhiyi's voice finally made the gate tower shut its mouth.
He also breathed a sigh of relief. These things had been continuously excavated over the years, and he could only try his best to repair them. Fortunately, with the support of the people of Yicheng, he was able to restore a power system.
Looking at it now, it was more than enough to deal with these Qi Warriors.
It was even more direct and effective than firearms.
What the hell is a flying block of iron?
The city gate tower stood up?
And there are freaks who can create explosions out of thin air?
The various aristocratic families all received the news, but they were completely baffled. What on earth was going on?
It wasn't until that mechanical army swept up from the southwest like a torrent that their understanding of the world was completely shattered.
This battle, which would later be known by future generations as the Technological Revolution, began inexplicably and ended very quickly. Even when the reclusive ancestors of the families took action, they could only survive for two more rounds at most.
Most importantly, wherever these rebels attacked, they immediately began distributing the wealth of the aristocratic families on the spot, and more commoners chose to join them.
In just one short year, this non-human rebel army had fought its way straight through Shangjing.
On that day, the noble families of Shangjing voluntarily opened the city gates to surrender, but the other side did not accept this surrender.
The maddened Jian Xiaoyu never expected that her new cellmate would be Fang Congyun. She excitedly cursed at him, but Fang Congyun just stared blankly, constantly muttering to himself. He had clearly been scared out of his wits.
A steady stream of people was being sent into the Heavenly Prison. At a glance, they were all familiar faces: the patriarch of this family, the madam of that family. Jian Xiaoyu couldn't even begin to imagine what kind of earth-shattering changes had occurred outside.
Until she saw that the Vixen Princess had also been thrown in.
There was nothing else in her eyes anymore; she only focused on humiliating this pair of adulterers as much as possible.
The guards outside informed them that they would now be subjected to a public trial, and only then did Jian Xiaoyu have the fortune of seeing the light of day again. By this time, her hair had long turned completely white, wrinkles crawled all over her face, and her eyes were filled with nothing but malice and resentment.
What she could not comprehend was that there were no powerful figures waiting outside as she had imagined. Instead, sitting high above and passing judgment upon them were the very commoners she had always despised.
Murder, pillaging, enslavement... The charges were laid out one by one. The crowd went from their initial hesitation to clamoring over one another to testify against them. In the end, Jian Xiaoyu got her wish, stepping onto the guillotine alongside her first love, Fang Congyun.
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."
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.”
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
