Ren Tianye quickly handled his official duties.
Since Su Xiu of the Su family had invited him, he had to give them face, both out of respect for Su Hong and because the Su family could provide an endless supply of resources.
Once he had mostly finished the tasks at hand, Ren Tianye stood up. "Wang Ming."
"Here!"
"Come with me to the Su Manor."
"Yes, General!"
"Speaking of which, this is my first time visiting the Su Manor. I've heard it's the largest estate in Yunji City; I ought to take a good look."
Ren Tianye was in a fairly good mood and felt inclined to banter a bit with his lieutenant, Wang Ming.
Led by Wang Ming, he stepped out of the General's Manor, only to see a rider galloping madly toward them. From a distance, the rider shouted, "General! General! Someone from the palace has arrived..."
Ren Tianye paused slightly.
The palace?
Empress Xiao Mingzhao had sent someone?
However, after a brief thought, it made sense.
It had been a while since he started his rebellion. Many things had happened during this time, and he had even crossed paths with General of the Guards, Lu Qing. His capture of Yunji City could no longer be kept a secret.
It was not surprising that Empress Xiao Mingzhao knew.
But...
So what if she knew? What was her purpose in sending someone?
To negotiate as an envoy?
Or something else?
Ren Tianye didn't dwell on it. To him, Xiao Mingzhao was the chief culprit behind the absurdity of this Great Yu world.
With an Empress who only cared about romance, her subjects would naturally follow suit.
And the logic of a female-oriented romance novel was beyond normal human comprehension. He simply asked, "Where are they?"
"They have reached the city gates," the messenger reported. "It is an imperial honor guard from the palace. The carriage is painted vermilion with a phoenix head motif on the roof."
"Sounds similar to the carriage we used to bluff our way through the gates of Yunji City."
Ren Tianye nodded. "Who is delivering the message?"
"Armored soldiers are clearing the way, and there seems to be an old eunuch sitting inside."
"Then summon them to the General's Manor. I am quite curious to see what the Empress is up to."
Ren Tianye took his lieutenant Wang Ming back into the manor, sat down on his tiger-skin chair, and closed his eyes to rest.
It didn't take long before the sound of footsteps echoed at the entrance. A group of people filed in, led by a hunched, pale, beardless man with a face full of wrinkles.
"How insolent!"
"I am here on Her Majesty's orders to deliver a decree. How dare you, Ren Tianye, not set up an incense altar and come out to receive it? How dare you remain seated behind your desk?"
"Do you have any respect for Her Majesty?"
"Do you have any respect for the imperial court?"
The old eunuch spewed a stream of curses right off the bat, striking an arrogant and overbearing posture.
However, the moment he finished speaking, the fully-evolved Guerrilla General Sun Xiang stepped up and slapped him across the face.
"Impudence! The man before you is the Great General!"
"What kind of lowly creature are you?"
"How dare you speak to the Great General like that?"
"Believe it or not, I'll castrate you a second time!"
The old eunuch stumbled from the slap, clutching his face in sheer disbelief. "Ren Tianye, you... you... you really have rebelled."
"Smack!"
Sun Xiang delivered another slap. "If you have something to say, spit it out! Cut the crap!"
Only then did the old eunuch stand up resentfully. He glared coldly at Sun Xiang, as if trying to memorize his face, before saying, "I have come specifically to deliver a decree to you."
"However, before I left, Duke Ren privately slipped me a note, asking me to give it to his worthless... to give it to his son."
"Ren Tianye, take it."
The old eunuch took out a letter and handed it to Sun Xiang. After checking it for any hidden dangers, Sun Xiang passed it to Ren Tianye.
Ren Tianye frowned slightly.
Duke Ren?!
Wasn't that his predecessor's blatantly biased father?
If the eunuch hadn't mentioned it, he would have almost forgotten. His predecessor was the true young master of the Duke Ren estate, but he had been discarded by them like an old shoe.
Therefore, he had basically never used the name of the Duke Ren estate.
Otherwise, with the title of Duke Ren behind him, he wouldn't have had to put in so much effort to start a rebellion.
If he had raised that banner, countless people would have willingly joined him; he wouldn't have needed to build his forces bit by bit like this.
After all, his previous identity was merely a Guerrilla General.
In the Northern Frontier military hierarchy, the highest rank was the General Who Guards the North, followed by the General Who Pacifies the North, then the Garrison Commander, and then the Regional Commander!
The Regional Commander also had a direct subordinate Commandery, responsible for military training and logistics.
Only after that came the Guerrilla General!
He was just an inconspicuous mid-level officer in the Northern Frontier military system.
With no one at his disposal other than a twenty-man personal guard, he had been forced to seize the military tally and attack Yunji City.
Now that he had succeeded, his predecessor's cheap father was sending a letter?
Ren Tianye was completely dismissive.
But he unfolded the letter anyway.
The opening lines were a shock.
"You insolent brat, how dare you rebel?"
"The century-old reputation of the Duke Ren estate, generations of loyalty, have all been destroyed by your hands!"
With just those sentences, Ren Tianye lost all interest in reading further.
Needless to say, the rest would be nothing but reprimands.
The problem was, when his predecessor first returned to the estate, the Duke Ren family made things difficult for him in every possible way, allowing the fake young master to suppress him while the whole family took the fake's side.
They exiled his predecessor to the frontier, giving him only the minor post of Guerrilla General, and deliberately placed him under the command of Zhang Wei, a well-connected staff officer, just to keep him down.
They tormented his predecessor until he died of depression.
And now they were talking about disgracing the family name?
How truly laughable!
Ren Tianye closed the letter, though his eyes accidentally caught the last line of text at the bottom.
"Surrender at once and submit to Eunuch Wang's judgment!"
He simply picked it up and ripped it to shreds with a tearing sound.
"Good, good, good..." Eunuch Wang's anger deepened upon seeing this. "Ren Tianye, you truly are lawless. You even dare to tear up your own father's letter?"
"Can you really not see that your rebellion will implicate your entire family?"
"Smack!" Sun Xiang delivered a third slap and hauled Eunuch Wang up by his collar. "If you spout any more nonsense, or utter one more disrespectful word to my Great General, I will throw you off the walls of Yunji City right now."
Meeting Sun Xiang's vicious glare, Eunuch Wang's already pale face turned ghastly white, and he timidly shut his mouth.
He took an imperial decree from the young eunuch behind him and said, "Ren Tianye, receive your orders."
Seeing Ren Tianye sitting motionless, he didn't dare say anything else. He could only open the decree and read the Empress's handwritten words aloud, pausing after every word.
"Among My many body doubles, you were the one I favored the least..."
Unexpectedly, this imperial decree did not begin with the traditional formal phrasing. Instead, it was written in almost colloquial language.
However, spoken in the old eunuch's shrill voice, it made the already awkward atmosphere even more uncomfortable.
Eunuch Wang paid no mind to this. Instead, with a smug look on his face, he read it with immense emotion.
"But I never expected your love for Me to be so deep and sincere. To attract My attention, you did not hesitate to rebel. To claim your place in My heart, you actually killed Zhan Shubai."
"I am deeply moved."
"However, My heart already belongs to another."
"The Third Prince of the barbarians, Tuoba Xiangtai, is a man of noble character. Our love is as deep as the ocean, making him a perfect match for me."
"I have already gifted him Shanhe City as my dowry. He has also taken a liking to Yunji City, and I have agreed to his request."
"For the sake of my love, you are hereby ordered to immediately withdraw your troops from Yunji City and end your own life. I will remember you in my heart forever!"
...

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!

e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”

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."

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.”