The Military Camp!
Ren Tianye rarely showed such a solemn expression.
"The one who has arrived must be the Marquis from the Cloud Capital that Nanny Sun, Chen Liang, and Song Shaoyi spoke of. I didn’t expect his martial prowess to be so extraordinary."
"After subduing Zhou Xiong in one move, now he has also captured Wu Xingzhou with a single strike."
"Such martial skill is truly rare."
The reporting guard immediately added, "Indeed, Lord Duke. That man is far too strong. And now that General Wu Xingzhou has been taken, we don’t know if he means to harm him."
Ren Tianye rose abruptly.
Though Wu Xingzhou had yet to achieve any great merit, he was still a general under his command—how could he be left in enemy hands?
He commanded, "Summon the men!"
"At once!"
"Saddle my horse!"
"Yes!"
"Fetch my halberd!"
"Yes!"
Ren Tianye mounted his horse and set out with his halberd in hand, determined to confront this Pei Wugou.
Before long, he led a large troop galloping forth, raising a cloud of dust in their wake—smoke and dust billowing thickly.
From a distance, Pei Wugou watched with a disdainful sneer. But suddenly, his expression shifted dramatically.
From somewhere, he produced a mirror, peered at his own reflection, and a look of alarm flashed across his face.
He instantly ordered, "All troops, listen up!"
"Cease the attack!"
The men were bewildered: "???"
"Come here!" Pei Wugou bellowed again. "Hurry!"
"Marquis, what is it?"
"Fetch my rouge and powder!"
"???"
The man was stunned.
What?
Rouge and powder?
Seriously, at a time like this, why would he ask for cosmetics?
"Hurry! Fetch my rouge and powder!"
Pei Wugou was frantic with impatience.
His face was his dignity!
His confidence!
His everything!
But now… because of the rolling dust and smoke, his makeup was ruined. How could he face the enemy like this?
At a moment like this, wouldn’t it be proper to cleanse and reapply his makeup?
Yet, no one could understand this demand.
Worse still, not a single person on hand carried any rouge or powder.
This left Pei Wugou seething with anxiety and unease.
So, he pulled a scented cloth from his pocket and carefully dabbed at his face, managing to restore it to about eighty or ninety percent of its original state.
It fell short of his satisfaction, but it was a temporary fix—like drinking poison to quench thirst.
This delay gave Ren Tianye enough time to ride up close.
His reaction was the same as most who saw Pei Wugou for the first time.
"Isn’t this guy here to put on an opera?"
"All dressed up so spotlessly clean."
"And…"
"What’s with those two antennae on his head?"
"Is he trying to connect with heaven and earth, absorbing the spiritual energy of the cosmos?"
Ren Tianye watched with deep disdain.
Pei Wugou wore no helmet. His long hair was tightly tied into two buns with a gilded crown, swaying left and right in the wind, giving him a somewhat dashing appearance, but…
On this battlefield of clashing armies, it looked utterly ridiculous.
"As expected, there’s no one from the Cloud Capital who isn’t a bizarre wonder."
Ren Tianye muttered in his mind, urged his horse forward, approached Pei Wugou, and said, "So you’re Pei Wugou."
Pei Wugou looked up.
It was his first time seeing Ren Tianye as well.
Though he despised Ren Tianye with contempt, he had to admit—Ren Tianye’s reputation had long resounded across the land, reaching even him while he was pursuing love in the countryside.
As the saying goes, a man’s fame is like the shadow of a tree—followed far and wide.
Under such immense pressure from his reputation, Pei Wugou had no choice but to take Ren Tianye seriously. He looked him up and down and found that, in terms of facial features alone, Ren Tianye was not as handsome as himself—let alone the fact that he hadn’t even bothered to clean himself up properly.
In Pei Wugou’s judgment, Ren Tianye was nothing short of “a slovenly mess!”
The heart that had been slightly unsettled now suddenly calmed down, to the point where he even had the leisure to make demands of Ren Tianye.
“Ha! I am Pei Wugou, Marquis Jingyi of the Yunjing court, bestowed by imperial decree. You must be Ren Tianye, yes? Dare you halt your entire army for a moment and grant me some time? Then you and I can settle this in battle!”
Ren Tianye looked puzzled. “Halt? What for?”
“Hmph, my face powder is caking. I need to fix it.”
Ren Tianye: “???”
Pei Wugou kept a cool, stern face.
“In that case,” Ren Tianye said, “after you’re dead, I’ll make sure the burial crew handles it properly—guaranteed no caking powder!”
With that, Ren Tianye’s halberd shot forward like lightning.
Pei Wugou cursed inwardly at this lack of martial honor, but countered immediately.
“Clang!”
Their spear and halberd clashed.
Another earth-shaking boom rang out.
Both men felt their arms tremble.
In that moment, Ren Tianye truly grasped Pei Wugou’s strength—or rather, his raw power.
It was astonishingly immense.
Among all the warriors he had encountered, only Zhan Shubai, Xiang Gui, and Ye Fan could compare.
As for Pei Wugou, he was inwardly shocked.
Because never in his life had he met anyone with such strength, who even slightly overpowered him.
Now he fully understood the terror of Ren Tianye’s prowess.
In an instant, he shed all his arrogance, spurred his horse forward, and thrust his spear.
Ren Tianye immediately swung his halberd in retaliation.
In no time, two harsh, freezing glints spiraled through the air. The halberd swept and chopped horizontally, spreading its cold aura like a half-moon, while the silver spear darted in and out, its glittering points scattering like shooting stars.
Within moments, they had exchanged over a dozen moves, neither gaining the upper hand.
And Ren Tianye had already made a precise assessment of Pei Wugou’s skill.
This man’s martial prowess was terrifyingly formidable.
Stronger than anyone he had ever faced before.
Including Xiang Gui, Ye Fan, and Zhan Shubai.
After all, Xiang Gui was old and lacked stamina.
Ye Fan was young, with slightly inferior strength.
Zhan Shubai, though in his prime and at peak physical power, had coarser fighting skills, which brought his overall ability down.
But this Pei Wugou was at his peak in both strength and technique—the toughest opponent Ren Tianye had ever encountered in his life.
Ren Tianye couldn’t help but sigh inwardly.
If this were a battlefield with two armies facing off, he could simply order a volley of arrows and be done with Pei Wugou.
Even so,
Ren Tianye was confident he could still take this man down—though it would take some effort, at least fifty or sixty rounds.
But as his eyes flicked to the two pheasant feathers on Pei Wugou’s helmet, an idea struck him.
He immediately gripped the shaft of his halberd tightly, maximizing the force of his attacks.
And went straight for Pei Wugou’s head.
This move of Ren Tianye’s was downright treacherous.
Pei Wugou’s two long pheasant feathers were already cumbersome, yet Ren Tianye deliberately attacked that very area. In just two or three more exchanges, Pei Wugou began to struggle unsteadily. Then Ren Tianye exploded with his strength and brought his halberd down.
“Clang!”
Knocked off balance, Pei Wugou tumbled from his horse, rolling in the dirt, utterly disgraced.
His face changed dramatically.
He roared,
“Ren Tianye, you’re something!”
“This marquis’s rouge and powder have fallen off. Let’s fight another day!”
And with that, he turned to flee.
The soldiers behind him immediately shouted.
"Close the city gates! Close the city gates!"
"Don't let Pei Wugou escape!"
"That reward is mine—can't let this bastard get away!"
...
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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?"
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
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?!
