"Newcomer! Come in!" Yan Qing, the Prodigal, called out to the newly joined handyman.
The handyman entered the room with an apologetic smile.
Lu Junyi was sitting boldly on a rattan chair, looking suspiciously at the servant before him.
"Qin Ming said you... have something to tell me?"
Qin Hui was trembling all over with fear, but he still managed to speak his piece.
"R-replying to Lord Lu, this humble one was, was... entrusted by the reigning Emperor to sneak into Liangshan and deliver a message!" Qin Hui was as shameless as Fang Zhiyi had anticipated; he simply elevated his backer's status by a whole rank.
"You? Hahaha, just you?" Lu Junyi burst into laughter. "Do you think I'm that easily fooled? Men, drag him out and chop him to pieces!"
"Wait!" Qin Hui suddenly jumped up. "Everything I said is true! I, I have a verbal message!"
"A verbal message?" Lu Junyi raised his hand to stop Yan Qing.
"It's a message specially brought from your good friend!"
The Imperial City Department's arrangements were very thorough. They had directly sought out Lu Junyi's good friend in the army, written a letter of persuasion using a tone and address only the two of them knew, and then forced Qin Hui to memorize it.
Although Qin Hui was terrified at this moment, thinking of his future prospects, he had to bite the bullet and recite it all.
Lu Junyi fell silent.
The eyes of the few people in the room remained fixed on Qin Hui. As soon as Lu Junyi gave the order, they would kill this servant on the spot.
It must be known that in the current Liangshan, the man named Shao Jiang was at the height of his power. If the words coming out of this servant's mouth reached his ears, it would probably lead to another bloodbath.
"Besides this, who else did the Emperor ask you to find?" Lu Junyi asked slowly.
Qin Hui immediately knew his little life was spared and instantly grew excited: "And... the instructor of the 800,000 Imperial Guards, Lin Chong!"
As soon as his voice fell, a bright spear smashed onto his shoulder, bringing a wave of pain.
Qin Hui turned his head abruptly and saw a face filled with murderous intent: "Dog official, what do you want with me, Lin?"
Shao Jiang calculated the time. According to the current situation, the Northern Song Dynasty was beset by internal strife and foreign threats, making it the perfect time for his uprising... but Lu Junyi's group was still somewhat troublesome.
But he couldn't delay any longer. He immediately decided that whether they complied or not, he would issue orders to them. If they disobeyed, they couldn't blame him for turning ruthless.
However, to his pleasant surprise, regarding his order to reorganize the army, Lu Junyi and the others, who had always remained neutral, complied, albeit somewhat reluctantly.
"I'll just squeeze out their value and then slowly dispose of them..." Thinking of the great enterprise he was about to achieve, Shao Jiang couldn't help but feel overjoyed.
He was originally just an ordinary worker. After complaining a bit while reading a novel, he was pulled into this world. Relying on his familiarity with the Water Margin, he was confident he could trample everyone under his feet.
Shao Jiang was full of gratitude for the second life given to him by the system, especially after becoming the master of this mountain stronghold. He was already enjoying the conveniences of power: he could directly kill anyone he found unpleasant, and snatch any beautiful girl that caught his eye... He just had to do it behind the backs of Wu Song, Lu Zhishen, and the others. After all, he still needed to maintain his image.
He didn't even dare to imagine how free and easy his life would be after he proclaimed himself Emperor in the future.
"Send down the order! After the army is reorganized, we march on Jizhou Prefecture!"
"Are you sure you haven't got the wrong place? I mean, this transmigrator is indeed sent by that thing..." Fang Zhiyi toyed with the withered grass in his hand, which gradually turned to powder.
"Nonsense, I can smell it with my nose!" Little Hei said. "But the risk is a bit high... I know you very well. You want to take out the transmigrator it sent to weaken its power... This logic is correct, but we're playing with fire right now."
"Are you scared?" Fang Zhiyi curled his lip.
"Bullshit! When have I ever been scared?" Little Hei immediately became indignant.
"Then shut up." Fang Zhiyi threw away the residue in his hand. "It should have thought of the consequences when it laid hands on Yue Anyao."
A subordinate ran in from outside the door: "My Lord! The Liangshan bandit army is rushing toward Jizhou!"
Fang Zhiyi stood up, his gaze looking in that direction: "Let's hope that piece of trash puts up a good fight..."
This was his first time coming into contact with a world that bordered on real history. Fang Zhiyi was actually a bit uncertain, but he was betting that the transmigrator was also uncertain.
"You're just letting a She Kecun defend against Liangshan... I can't help but feel you're being a bit overconfident." Little Hei said.
Fang Zhiyi shook his head: "I used to write novels. Whenever I lacked inspiration, I would look up various materials. I just happen to have some impression of this She Kecun."
Little Hei tilted its head.
"Let me tell you something you don't know... The character Song Jiang actually existed in history, and he was also a bandit leader. I let She Kecun come here because of his life story... This man captured Fang La alive, and on his way back from the campaign, he conveniently captured Song Jiang as well."
Little Hei looked astonished: "Him?"
Fang Zhiyi nodded: "He was a fierce guy. Later, while defending a city, he was captured by Jin soldiers, then broke out of prison, escaped, and rejoined the Song army. It's a pity... he died of illness."
Little Hei nodded. It had seen many melodramatic plots, but it didn't know much about the history Fang Zhiyi knew.
"I'm certain that the transmigrator has only read the novel and hasn't read the history books." Fang Zhiyi paused. "Besides, She Kecun is just insurance."
Just as he thought, Shao Jiang personally led the massive army to the border. When he saw an unfamiliar dark-faced general standing on the city gate, he didn't care at all. His heart was full of excitement about conquering the world.
It made sense; anyone would be overwhelmed with emotion at this moment. Meanwhile, She Kecun on the city gate had already made perfect preparations. He reinforced the city defenses, forged siege-defense equipment, and stockpiled supplies. He didn't even let Fang Zhiyi worry about a single thing throughout the entire process.
When the bandit army had just begun to march, the reconnaissance squad sent out by She Kecun captured the information, continuously relaying messages back to Jizhou Prefecture. It could be said that Shao Jiang's entire journey was broadcast live.
But at the end of the day, Shao Jiang was just an ordinary person. Even with the system's help and his deep familiarity with the Water Margin, when the warfare scenes from paper were projected into reality, he had no idea how to command. He simply threw the command authority to the leaders who had previously led armies, while he comfortably sat there acting as a mascot.
Seeing Fang Zhiyi strolling up the city tower, She Kecun, who was directing the soldiers, frowned: "My Lord, please return inside the city. Swords and arrows have no eyes..."
Fang Zhiyi waved his hand to stop him. Instead, he leaned on the city wall and looked outward. He squinted for a long time until his gaze finally locked onto a single person.
"That is our target."
Little Hei held its breath in deep concentration.
"I suppose we've officially crossed paths this time..." Fang Zhiyi took a few steps back.
Amidst the roaring battle cries, the Liangshan forces began their siege. She Kecun immediately stepped in front of Fang Zhiyi: "Archers, ready!"
Unexpectedly, Fang Zhiyi suddenly spoke up to interrupt: "Wait!"
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
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!
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
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?!
