The carriage had just left when a fast horse arrived right on its heels.
Before the rider even reached the front of the Yuchen Estate, he tumbled off his horse.
"Report, report, report quickly to the Third Prince! The imperial guards have joined forces with the border army to slaughter our forces in the Jingbei Camp! Our barbarian army can no longer hold on. I beg the Third Prince to send reinforcements quickly..."
Before he could finish speaking, the blood-soaked barbarian fainted.
The guards at the gate of the Yuchen Estate were instantly shocked.
They had already sensed the situation outside the city, but they hadn't expected it to be this severe. Immediately, some went to treat the man, while others went to report to Tuoba Xiangtai.
However, after running all the way in one breath, panting heavily and finally reaching the inner courtyard of the Yuchen Estate, the guard abruptly stopped at the door, not daring to enter. He was so anxious that his heart ached, but he knew that any man who dared to enter this door would be killed by His Highness the Third Prince.
His life was a life too!
Losing his life just to deliver a message? What a huge loss!
He could only wait anxiously. Fortunately, Tuoba Xiangtai in the inner courtyard sensed the changes outside the capital and strode out from the inner door. The barbarian guard then hurried forward to report.
Upon hearing this, Tuoba Xiangtai's expression changed drastically.
"The imperial guards and the border army are joining forces to slaughter us? They are trying to destroy my foundation!"
Tuoba Xiangtai knew very well that the over thirty thousand barbarians outside the city and the ten thousand barbarians outside the Yuchen Estate were his foundation. Only with these people could he control Xiao Mingzhao and stay with Xiao Mingzhao at all times.
Right now, the large army outside the city was being attacked. Once they were completely annihilated, it would be equivalent to losing his right and left arms. In the future, the only person he could rely on in this capital would be Xiao Mingzhao.
No, it could even be said that he might no longer be able to control Xiao Mingzhao, make Xiao Mingzhao completely adapt to him, and thus be with Xiao Mingzhao lifetime after lifetime.
At this moment, he didn't even consider that it was Xiao Mingzhao's idea. After all, following the last incident, Xiao Mingzhao had been very obedient. Coupled with the fact that he had placed the Yuchen Estate under even stricter protection, to the point where not even a fly could get in, it certainly couldn't be Xiao Mingzhao's idea.
Thinking this way, he immediately gave an order: "Pass down my command. Reorganize the entire army. First, mobilize five thousand cavalry and immediately head out of the city to rescue the army outside."
Just as this order was passed down and the guards went to assemble the soldiers of the Yuchen Estate, the gift sent by Ren Tianye was brought before Tuoba Xiangtai.
"Third Prince, this was just left in front of the Yuchen Estate's gate by someone who said it was a gift from Ren Tianye to Your Highness!"
Tuoba Xiangtai frowned slightly.
His impression of Ren Tianye was extremely poor!
What good thing could a gift from Ren Tianye possibly be?
However, since it had been delivered, no matter what, he had to open it and take a look. With a single glance from him, the personal guard nearby immediately drew his waist sword and slashed down at the hood, the blade flashing.
The strength and accuracy of this sword strike were controlled with extreme precision. With one slash, the hood was split in two without harming the person inside in the slightest. Even the ropes binding the person were completely severed.
Revealing a... handsome and clear face.
And the person who came had been deliberately dressed in clothes that Tuoba Xiangtai had once worn. Now, standing there...
Compared to Tuoba Xiangtai... their figures were similar, and their facial features were identical!
Instantly... the guard could no longer hold the sword in his hand! With a clang, it fell to the ground!
"This, this, this, this..."
Tuoba Xiangtai also widened his eyes.
At this moment, he felt as if he were looking in a mirror!
The person in front of him... instantly gave him an extremely absurd feeling.
This... how could he look so much like him?
No, they were too similar, weren't they?!
Could it be that his queen mother had once been involved with another man and left him a blood brother?
Xiangxiang's reaction was much stronger than Tuoba Xiangtai's.
After all, he had long known from Ren Tianye that he was favored by the Empress Xiao Mingzhao because he was Tuoba Xiangtai's substitute. Xiao Mingzhao had also put him through various training to make him more and more like Tuoba Xiangtai.
Seeing Tuoba Xiangtai now, he was already mentally prepared.
But the surging waves in his heart were not the least bit weaker than Tuoba Xiangtai's.
It was this person!
It was this Tuoba Xiangtai!
The person Luan'er had made him imitate was this very man!
It turned out that all his love had just made him a clown!
"You are Tuoba Xiangtai?"
Xiangxiang asked coldly. There was an indescribable flavor in his tone, and an even more indescribable feeling in his heart. It was a mixture of anger, grievance, and a somewhat strange, twisted mindset.
"Who are you?" Tuoba Xiangtai did not answer, but instead asked a question of his own.
Normally, Xiangxiang would definitely state his real name, but at this moment, Xiangxiang only wanted to see Tuoba Xiangtai meet a bad end. He immediately said, "My name? I forgot it long ago. Now..."
"My name is Xiangxiang!"
"Luan'er gave it to me."
"Luan'er even built a palace for me in the capital, called the Jinghua Palace. It is quiet and elegant, I don't know how many times better than this Yuchen Estate. She stays with me day and night, deeply attached to each other, inseparable!"
"Tell me, who am I?"
Boom! It was like a clap of thunder exploding above Tuoba Xiangtai's head.
Tuoba Xiangtai's wide eyes widened even further.
His eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.
His brain was buzzing, his heart was panicking, and his hands were trembling.
He almost couldn't stand steady.
He asked tremblingly, "You, you and Luan'er are deeply attached?"
"Your name is Xiangxiang?"
"You, Luan'er built the Jinghua Palace for you?"
"You, you..."
"What? You don't believe me?" Xiangxiang acted with a dashing demeanor. He reached into his sleeve and took out the folding fan he carried with him, which Ren Tianye had not taken away.
His posture was dashing and leisurely. His white clothes, untainted by dust, seemed to shine brilliantly under the lamplight. His face was calm, his expression serene, making him look like an elegant young master in a chaotic world.
He even had the leisure to stride behind the desk and sit gracefully on the tiger chair. At this moment, he gently waved the plain fan in his hand. The fan surface was half-open and half-closed, revealing a landscape painting within the ink stains.
In the painting, there was a lone pine in a cold courtyard, a cold moon hanging by the window, the pine's shadow slanting over the front steps, a crescent moon hanging at the corner of the eaves, and only sparse lanterns seen outside the courtyard, reflecting on half of a vermilion door.
The words inscribed on it were: Holding a fan to comfort the long night, accompanying me through the passing years!
Tuoba Xiangtai's body shook violently. He had a fan exactly like that too!

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'!"

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."

ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!