Wang Ming: "???"
Wu Xingzhou continued, "General, not only that, but my natural constitution is quite different. After doing that sort of thing, my physique and spirit actually become even better."
"For this, I even specially studied many ancient texts."
"It really is highly effective!"
"For example, harmonizing the spirit, replenishing the brain with essence, nourishing the blood and strengthening the bones, enriching the organs with fluids, moving ten times without releasing, solidifying strength and energy, clearing the mind to communicate with the divine, achieving a healthy body and a long life..."
Pausing, Wu Xingzhou said, "If you are interested, General, I can compile this into a booklet and present it to you!"
"No need, no need!" Wang Ming hurriedly waved his hands.
With so many people in the military camp, why talk about this?
His face immediately turned serious as he said, "Wu Xingzhou, since you have sincerely come to surrender, I will accept you on behalf of the Duke. Next, the attack on Pingling Market will depend on you."
"The amount of merit you can contribute will determine how heavily you will be valued by the Duke in the future."
"You should understand this, right?"
As Wang Ming said this, he was ecstatic inside.
Previously, hearing about the deeds of this Sigma male Wu Xingzhou made him feel that Pingling Market would be hard to conquer. He only had a seventy percent certainty at most.
But now...
He was a hundred and twenty percent certain!
"Yes, General. Your subordinate will definitely work hard to establish merit!"
Wu Xingzhou quickly agreed, but his face turned slightly bitter as he said, "It's just... sigh, General, I'm afraid that even though I am familiar with Pingling Market, we will still have to put in a lot of effort."
Wang Ming was stunned for a moment and asked, "Why?"
Wu Xingzhou's face grew even more bitter. "I purely shot myself in the foot. I made the defense system of Pingling Market as solid as an iron bucket..."
"On my way to surrender, I carefully considered it, but... there really aren't any major loopholes. So, I'm afraid we will still have to fight at least one tough battle!"
...
In the main tent of the central army.
Ren Tianye put down the military report and looked at Zhang Shi in front of him.
He sighed and said earnestly, "Zhang Shi, I have always told you to understand the hopeless romantics of this world more, and to interact more with the Demon Suppression Division, but you have always superficially complied while secretly resisting."
"You think that marching and fighting rely on the techniques practiced on the grasslands. Now, Wang Ming has only taken a few days to capture both the Qingfeng Relay Station and Luoyan Ferry. It's much faster than you expected, isn't it?"
"So, do you understand now?"
"Adapting to the times is much more important than sticking to the old ways."
"The grasslands have their own way of fighting!"
"Yun Jing has Yun Jing's way of fighting!"
Ren Tianye was genuinely trying to teach him, using a glaringly obvious example, but Zhang Shi... was truly unconvinced!
Why?
Exactly why?
Why could Qingfeng Relay Station and Luoyan Ferry be instantly taken by Wang Ming?
The speed was simply outrageous!
Back when he roamed the grasslands, coming and going like the wind, he wasn't even this fast!
The more he fell into this mood, the more unconvinced Zhang Shi became!
Where exactly did he, Zhang Shi, fall short compared to Wang Ming?
So, he muttered, "I thank the Duke for your teachings, but... I still feel that Wang Ming's approach is wrong. He just got lucky and encountered problematic defenders at Qingfeng Relay and Luoyan Ferry, which allowed him to take them so quickly."
"But..."
"A person can be lucky for a moment, but can they be lucky for a lifetime?"
"According to our intelligence, the Pingling Market that Wang Ming is about to attack is very troublesome. That defender, Wu Xingzhou, should have no issues. He has strong personal abilities and extraordinary military discipline. I can guarantee that Wang Ming absolutely cannot take it down in a short time!"
Seeing Zhang Shi's firm and burning words, Ren Tianye couldn't help but sigh, and then threw the military report in his hand to Zhang Shi.
While Zhang Shi was reading it, he casually added a sentence.
"The defender of Pingling Market, Wu Xingzhou, has already surrendered!"
Zhang Shi: "???"
He quickly opened the military report to look. The more he read, the paler his face became.
His body was on the verge of collapsing.
Finally, he let out a furious roar: "What the hell!"
Ren Tianye smiled and said, "How about it?"
"Are you convinced now?"
"Not convinced!" Zhang Shi shouted loudly. "I can't be convinced, Duke. Furthermore..."
Zhang Shi's eyes settled, and he said, "Pingling Market has many merchants. Su Hong has already scouted the situation there and said that the defenses of Pingling Market have been under construction for over half a year. Right now, it is impregnable."
"Even if Wu Xingzhou has surrendered, Pingling Market has still not been taken. I feel that with Pingling Market's preparations, Wang Ming cannot easily handle it."
"Who knows, he might still have to use the gale-force assault tactics when the time comes!"
Since Zhang Shi was so resolute, Ren Tianye didn't say much more.
Fine!
Then just wait!
Anyway, he had a lot of confidence in Wang Ming.
He also had a lot of confidence in the hopeless romantics of Yun Jing.
When the time comes, let's see if Zhang Shi can wake up to reality.
Counting it all up, among the people who joined him in the uprising back then, Sun Xiang was the quickest to react, waking up early on, and even acting quite intensely and excitedly for a while.
Wang Ming woke up unknowingly.
Only this Zhang Shi... perhaps because he was guarding Ridge Cloud City at the very beginning, and was later thrown into the grasslands to fight purely conventional battles, he developed a bit of path dependence, and his brain couldn't turn the corner for a while.
However, Ren Tianye still had great expectations for Zhang Shi.
A talented general like Zhang Shi, who could carve out a world on the grasslands, once awakened, would become invincible and serve as a legendary, history-making general under his command!
...
Two days ago!
By the official road, Qin Shuyao stood in a red dress, watching a fine steed galloping wildly towards her, its four hooves flying.
On the horse sat a handsome young man, with a face like flawless jade and eyes like bright stars. His posture was as straight as a pine, and his appearance was exceptionally handsome. It was exactly the unforgettable first love Qin Shuyao had been waiting for so bitterly, her Ah Ping, Jiang Ping!
The moment she saw Jiang Ping, Qin Shuyao's heart bloomed with joy.
Many years ago, she was deeply in love with Jiang Ping, and they were the golden couple in everyone's eyes. But suddenly, Jiang Ping received a secret order from the Yun Jing imperial court, left Yun Jing to handle matters, and resolutely broke up with her.
Countless times her tears had soaked her pillow, and for countless nights she had tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
Now, she had finally waited for Jiang Ping again.
She was also in her best state.
Unable to hold back, she wanted to step forward and get close to Jiang Ping.
However...
It seemed a tiny accident occurred.
Jiang Ping rushed to her side, his face also full of excitement, wanting to dismount and reunite with her. But... the horse was moving too fast. Jiang Ping rode on the horse, desperately pulling the reins, but the horse wouldn't listen to his commands at all.
Frightened, Jiang Ping's expression turned from joy to terror. He even shouted loudly and flailed his arms and legs, but he just didn't know how to skillfully control the horse.
It wasn't until the servants chased after them and shouted that the horse was finally forced to stop. And Jiang Ping, still on the horse, immediately fell off the now-stationary beast out of pure panic.
Thump!
He crashed onto the ground!
His green robes were covered in mud, and his noble face was full of wretchedness.
Facing Qin Shuyao, who was quickly rushing over, he could only force his head up and squeeze out a smile that looked uglier than crying.
"Sister Shuyao, long time no see!"

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?!

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!

't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.

e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"