"How could this be?"
"How could this happen?"
In her own room, Qin Shuyao frowned, her face full of disbelief. "Wu Xingzhou was just a garrison commander, wasn't he? I was the one who even gave him that position. What, can't Pingling Town survive without him?"
"Just because we kicked him out, Pingling Town is falling into chaos?"
"How is that even possible?"
Jiang Ping really didn't want to admit Wu Xingzhou's prestige and ability in Pingling Town, but the current chaotic situation forced him to acknowledge it.
He smiled bitterly. "The people of Pingling Town all listen to Wu Xingzhou and trust him. With him here, the hearts of the people were united. But without him..."
"Their morale has collapsed!"
"With their morale gone, let alone a mere four thousand soldiers, even if we had forty thousand, they would be nothing but forty thousand pigs. A single charge from Ren Tianye, and countless men would trample each other in a panic!"
Pausing, Jiang Ping looked at Qin Shuyao in front of him.
Wearing silk satin, she looked her most beautiful and breathtaking, but right now, knowing the crisis at hand, he couldn't muster the slightest romantic mood.
He continued, "Our only option now is to leave."
"Shuyao, come with me."
"Pingling Town cannot be defended. Once Ren Tianye's army arrives, these soldiers will either surrender or be crushed on the spot."
"By then, we won't be able to leave even if we want to."
This was a sound piece of advice, but Qin Shuyao immediately shook her head like a rattle. "No, no, I can't leave!"
Jiang Ping immediately thought of Qin Shuyao's relationship with her family. It was precisely because of those reasons that she had stayed in a small place like Pingling Town instead of returning to Yunjing.
Knowing he couldn't persuade her, he grew increasingly anxious.
Pingling Town was already in chaos; staying meant waiting for death!
"I know what to do."
Just then, Qin Shuyao suddenly spoke, a hint of lightness in her tone.
"Sister Shuyao, you have a plan?"
Jiang Ping asked, pleasantly surprised.
Qin Shuyao merely glanced at him without answering.
And the look in her eyes toward Jiang Ping revealed a deep...
Intense disappointment!
In her mind, Brother Jiang Ping had always been omnipotent!
How...
How could it be that now, taking over the Pingling Town left behind by Wu Xingzhou, he couldn't even defend it?
"Sister Shuyao, why are you looking at me like that?"
"It's nothing!" Qin Shuyao said. "Brother Jiang Ping, it's getting late. You should go back."
"Sister Shuyao, it's chaotic outside. I'm worried someone might come to disturb you. I'd better stay and help you guard the compound."
"No need," Qin Shuyao said. "I'll be fine. You can go back."
Qin Shuyao suddenly and forcefully kicked Jiang Ping out. Then she went to the study, unrolled a piece of paper, dipped her brush in rich ink, and wrote carefully.
"Xingzhou, although it is impossible for us to be together anymore."
"That doesn't mean you no longer have the chance to treat me well."
"Right now, Pingling Town is in a bit of danger."
"Come back and help me defend it."
"I will allow you... to pester me for a while longer!"
When she finally wrote the words "pester me for a while longer," Qin Shuyao felt her hand trembling and her heart aching slightly.
After all, her greatest fear before was that Wu Xingzhou would relentlessly pester her after their divorce. She had even made many contingency plans for it. But now, she had no choice but to ask him to come back.
She felt somewhat annoyed.
But there was no other way.
So, she blew the finished letter dry.
Then, she had a servant deliver it to one of Wu Xingzhou's personal guards.
Although she didn't know where Wu Xingzhou was right now, she knew that this former guard of his would definitely be able to find him.
...
"General Wang Ming, General Wang Ming..."
Wu Xingzhou rushed into the tent, found Wang Ming, and said excitedly, "A great opportunity! What a great opportunity!"
"That stupid woman Qin Shuyao wrote me a letter, asking me to go back and help her defend Pingling Town."
"Hahaha, with this, won't we be able to take Pingling Town without breaking a sweat?"
Wu Xingzhou excitedly handed the letter to Wang Ming and requested, "General Wang Ming, if you trust me, please give your subordinate a chance and three thousand men."
"I guarantee that within three days, I will take Pingling Town and present it to you and the Duke!"
Wang Ming read through it and nodded.
Yes, this was how it should be!
This was exactly how the battle for Yunjing should be fought!
He gestured for Wu Xingzhou to sit down but didn't speak immediately.
Instead, he seemed to be pondering something.
This made Wu Xingzhou's heart tighten. Thinking Wang Ming might not trust him, he quickly added, "General Wang Ming, if that doesn't work, even five hundred men will do. You can send your own personal guards. If you find me, Wu Xingzhou, acting with any disloyalty, they can immediately cut me down from my horse!"
Hearing this, Wang Ming shook his head.
It wasn't that he didn't trust Wu Xingzhou, but he had already received news from the scouts that Pingling Town was currently in utter chaos. It could be said that as long as he rushed there now, taking the town would be incredibly easy.
And capturing Pingling Town was, after all, a great merit.
He still wanted to claim it himself.
But seeing Wu Xingzhou pleading so earnestly now...
Never mind!
He would give this opportunity to Wu Xingzhou.
So, he said, "There's no need for that. How about this: I will assign you five thousand men. Lead them out immediately and help me take Pingling Town!"
...
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
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!
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...
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.”
