After saying that, he carefully sized up Fang Zhiyi again, then looked up at the sky and laughed: "Strange, truly strange... This humble Daoist originally thought that Shao Jiang was the only variable, but I didn't expect the Yanei to be an even greater variable! Hahahaha... This is quite interesting."
Fang Zhiyi frowned slightly.
Unexpectedly, Gongsun Sheng suddenly turned around: "Then let us part here, Yanei. This humble Daoist must continue his cultivation... I have misjudged this world time and time again, my cultivation is still lacking..."
Fang Zhiyi and Little Hei watched him gradually walk away.
"A divine being," Fang Zhiyi commented.
"More like a master," Little Hei said.
"Close enough. I was originally a bit worried that if he helped Shao Jiang... it would be a bit troublesome."
Zhe Kecun already admired Fang Zhiyi to the utmost. Not only had he incited Jade Unicorn and others in the rebel army to defect early on, but he also had Song Jiang's band of rebels lead their troops to forcibly occupy Liangshan Marsh.
Then what was the point of his own trip here?
He felt a bit disappointed.
He had originally wanted to show off, but in the end, apart from leading the garrison in a charge near the conclusion, there was basically nothing for him to do.
Thinking of Fang Zhiyi's words about using one's brain in war, he began to think carefully.
It wasn't until a commotion broke out in the rear that Zhe Kecun snapped out of it and hurried over. At this time, Lin Chong's bloodshot eyes were fixed dead on Fang Zhiyi, but he couldn't move. He was held down by Qin Ming and the others, letting out unwilling roars.
"If I had known it was you, you despicable thing, deceiving me, I definitely wouldn't have betrayed my brothers!!!"
Meanwhile, Yang Zhi and Wu Song, who had also been captured, remained silent with cold expressions.
For the first time, Fang Zhiyi felt a bit embarrassed by this identity. With Lin Chong shouting like this, many people remembered the period when the original owner was womanizing.
Fang Zhiyi just closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then suddenly pulled a knife from the waist of a soldier beside him. With a single slash across his own arm, blood immediately gushed from the wound, shocking everyone.
"Previously, Gao Lian was utterly bastardly and caused the death of Lady Lin, I admit that," Fang Zhiyi said as he threw the knife in front of Lin Chong. "Although she hanged herself, I cannot escape responsibility. Today, Instructor Lin has surrendered, and I don't want you to brood over this matter."
Fang Zhiyi raised his voice: "Now the Jin people are invading the borders, occupying the land of our Great Song, and plundering the commoners. How many have died at their hands? Today, I, Gao Lian, destroy Liangshan not to settle old scores with you, but to let you all see clearly who the real enemy is. You are all heroes, forced into outlawry. Now, if I ask you to take up your blades and fight the Jin people, do you dare?"
Everyone looked at Fang Zhiyi, and even Wu Song looked up at him.
"I dare. Although I am not a good person, I know how to defend my home and country. So, Instructor Lin, I will pay you back some interest in front of everyone," he raised his injured arm. "When the Great Song drives back the Jin people, I, Gao Lian, will be at your disposal. You can kill me or slice me as you please."
"Of course, if you feel that's not enough to vent your anger, you can kill me right now."
Lin Chong really wanted to, but he was held tightly by the others.
Just like the time Gao Qiu went up the mountain.
"Let him go!" Fang Zhiyi shouted.
Qin Ming hesitated for a moment, then released Lin Chong. Lin Chong bowed, grabbed the bloody knife on the ground, and roared as he swung it at Fang Zhiyi. Zhe Kecun had already drawn the sword from his waist; in his eyes, nothing was more important than fighting the Jin. The lord could not die here.
"Stop! If he dies today, you won't be able to bear the consequences!" Lu Junyi was anxious.
"Instructor Lin, the country must come first!"
But in Lin Chong's eyes, there was only this enemy. However, just as he was about to hack Gao Lian to death with a single strike, he was once again held down by several brothers from the stronghold.
At this time, even if Fang Zhiyi asked them to let Lin Chong go, they wouldn't be willing. Are you kidding? Fang Zhiyi was now the person who could change their fate; how could he just die like this?
"That was dangerous, and you still play like this? You really could die," Little Hei said.
Fang Zhiyi remained calm: "Die, my foot. As soon as his knife came down, someone would immediately block it for me, and he would die here, believe it or not."
"But this is a sin committed by the original owner, so it's really not Lin Chong's fault... If I hadn't said that just now, do you think those newly surrendered rebels would follow me?"
Little Hei nodded: "It has to be you when it comes to manipulating people's hearts. Were you trying to borrow a knife to kill someone just now?"
"Don't talk nonsense, am I that kind of person... What happened to the transmigrator?"
Little Hei shook his head: "Ran away. Liangshan has already been occupied by Song Jiang, and now they are waiting for you to incorporate them."
Fang Zhiyi had people take those captured Liangshan leaders to Liangshan together. When they learned that their base camp had now also been breached, a trace of confusion appeared on the faces of Wu Song and the others.
In front of Zhe Kecun, Lu Junyi, and the others, Fang Zhiyi brought up the matter of fighting the Jin again. When he mentioned the commoners who were abducted by the Jin people to work like cattle and horses, or even treated as food, the veins on the temples of these rebels, who had also eaten human flesh, bulged.
Humans are strange creatures. When there is an external enemy, they will definitely turn their spears together, but when there is no external enemy, they will start fighting each other.
Hearing Fang Zhiyi say without any hesitation that he had already controlled the court, Song Jiang was stunned.
"Then the Emperor..."
"Bullshit Emperor, he's just a mascot."
"You!" Song Jiang didn't know how to respond for a moment, but looking at the others, they all seemed to think that what Fang Zhiyi said was very right.
"He can be his Son of Heaven, and I will defend my home and country. Is there a problem? There is no problem at all!"
"Then in the future..."
"In the future, he will still be the Son of Heaven. I have no intention of being the emperor."
Only Fang Zhiyi would bluntly utter such treasonous words. Everyone present fell silent.
A scout hurried in to report that Lin Chong had suddenly gone berserk, injured several soldiers guarding him, and left.
Fang Zhiyi waved his hand: "Let him go..." He suddenly remembered something, "By the way, have you brought the person I asked for?"
The scout nodded.
"Bring him up!"
Everyone had mixed thoughts, looking at Fang Zhiyi's face full of expectation, not knowing who would come. But when the first person was escorted into the hall by the scouts of the Imperial City Department, everyone was stunned for a moment. A dark, burly man was shouting as if he wanted to eat people. When he saw the people around clearly, he became confused.
"What are you all doing here? Untie me quickly!"
Fang Zhiyi just glanced around, his gaze stopping on Zhu Tong. With just one look, Zhu Tong understood.
"Slaughtering innocent commoners, killing protected animals... this doesn't count. Causing your own mother to be eaten by a tiger, and not even sparing children. Li Kui, you deserve to die."
"What kind of birdman are you? Where is my brother Song Jiang!"
Fang Zhiyi ignored him, just waving his hand. Zhu Tong suddenly stepped forward: "My Lord, hand this rebel over to me for execution!"
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
