"After Song Wan's death, he left behind an army of sixty thousand."
"All of them have been subdued by General Wang Ming."
"Moreover, General Wang Ming has taken command of those sixty thousand troops and is rushing over here."
Ren Tianye's eyes widened into perfect circles.
What the hell?
Song Wan is dead?
And Wang Ming subdued an army of sixty thousand?
You've got to be kidding me?!
He currently only had forty or fifty thousand men in total!
How did he manage to get sixty thousand?
And it was the army led by Song Wan. This army had been stirring up trouble in the Northern Frontier for a long time. Every single one of them had experienced the slaughter of the battlefield. While they might not be considered highly experienced veterans, they were definitely elites.
How did he get his hands on so many people?
After listening to the messenger detail what happened in Sifang City, Ren Tianye became even less calm.
Suicide?
No, just because of the words 'I don't love you,' he directly committed suicide?
Was he that crazy?
He felt that ever since he arrived in this female-oriented romance world, he had seen countless freaks and monsters. It could be said that his psychological endurance had reached a formidable level.
But this Song Wan...
He was the best among them!
He was a freaking talent!
An absolute talent!
Using suicide to prove his love for Su Jin—from this perspective: this is true love!
It took him quite a while to calm the surging waves in his heart.
He was no longer in a hurry to travel.
In the current situation, waiting an extra hour or half an hour would bring him far more benefits than harm.
After waiting for over an hour, dust flew up in the distance. Wang Ming rode on a tall horse, leading at the front. Beside him was Su Jin, who had changed into men's clothing. Behind them was a densely packed, endless army of sixty thousand.
"Great General..."
Upon seeing Ren Tianye, Wang Ming was extremely excited and quickly spurred his horse over.
It should be known that he had been terrified throughout the journey, deeply afraid that his abilities were insufficient to convince these sixty thousand troops, which might lead to some accident on the way.
Now that he saw Ren Tianye, it was like finding his backbone.
"Well done!"
As he approached, Ren Tianye's eyes were full of admiration.
"I did not misjudge you!"
"You really did not disappoint my expectations."
"Not only did you firmly hold Sifang City, but you also brought me an army of sixty thousand."
"In this battle, you hold the greatest merit!"
Hearing this, Zhang Shi, who was also waiting on the side, almost turned green with regret.
Why didn't he dare to step forward and volunteer to defend Sifang City back then? Otherwise, this massive merit would be his right now!
This was a monumental achievement!
An achievement so great it made people green with envy!
Wang Ming was just a vice general, the Great General's deputy. Normally, out of respect for the Great General, people already had to treat him with a degree of courtesy.
After this time, when they saw Wang Ming again, they would have to bow respectfully and call him General.
The more he thought about it, the worse he felt, simply wearing a mask of pain.
After praising Wang Ming, Ren Tianye turned his gaze to Su Jin beside him. He showed her a highly rare smile and spoke in a gentle tone she had never heard before: "You did well, too."
"This time, the fact that Song Wan died and Wang Ming could take over his sixty thousand troops is all because of you."
Ren Tianye already understood the entire sequence of events, so he was crystal clear about what Su Jin had done and the role she played in this incident.
He could see Su Jin's lack of decisiveness and her emotional tendencies, but he would not erase her merits. After all, being able to persist on the chosen path amidst such emotional turbulence was fine in itself.
He was going to record a great merit for Su Jin.
Moreover, Ren Tianye never treated his subordinates as perfect beings. Each person had their own flaws and their own strengths.
As a commander, he needed to understand human nature and employ people according to their talents, rather than treating his subordinates harshly and demanding perfection in everything.
Otherwise, what was the point of having him as the Great General?!
His voice toward Su Jin grew even softer as he said, "Wang Ming has already collected Song Wan's body. If you wish, I will have Wang Ming hand it over to you later."
"If you want, you can give him a grand funeral!"
Su Jin's emotions had not yet settled, and seeing Ren Tianye speak to her with such an attitude and tone for the first time, she felt a complex mix of grievance, pride, sorrow, and joy welling up in her heart.
Tears unconsciously flowed down.
But she still said, "Great General, there is no need..."
"This is approved by me. If you want to, just do it," Ren Tianye said. "Of course, if you are unwilling, I will not force you."
Pausing, Ren Tianye added, "Since I began building this army, your Su family has contributed money and effort. Although there has been some friction between us, I am not an intolerant person."
"For your sake, from now on, as long as your Su family does not cause trouble, I will hand over the business in the Northern Frontier to your family."
"I hope you and Su Hong will cherish it well!"
After saying this, Ren Tianye turned and walked away. Su Jin looked at his back, which seemed shrouded in a halo of light, making it hard to see clearly, but she inexplicably felt it was incredibly tall and steadfast.
At this moment, she could no longer suppress the surging emotions inside her.
She broke down and cried bitterly.
Her cries shook the heavens and earth, and it was hard to tell if they were out of joy or sorrow.
...
Ren Tianye, meanwhile, arrived in front of the army of sixty thousand.
Sweeping his gaze across the front rows, he could clearly see the expressions in many people's eyes.
There was excitement, fear, distrust... all sorts of emotions.
Having commanded armies for some time, Ren Tianye was very clear about their expectations and worries.
He immediately declared, "I am Ren Tianye, the sole heir to the Duke of Ren's estate and the Great General of the Northern Frontier. Today, it is my honor to meet all of you."
"I know that you have just arrived and may feel quite anxious, but I never use empty words to fool my men."
"Saying it ten thousand times is not as good as doing it once!"
"I believe you all know how I do things."
"In short, just one sentence: If you follow me with sincerity, I swear to the heavens that I will never fail you!"
These words had a massive impact, quickly stirring waves among the sixty thousand troops, who began to shout one after another.
"Great General, we are willing to follow you!"
"We pledge our lives to the Great General!"
"Great General, even though we just arrived, you already gave us a month's pay. We leave our lives in your hands!"
...
Ren Tianye nodded and said, "Right now, the barbarians are invading and attacking our Yunji City. I intend to teach these barbarians a harsh lesson."
"Do you dare to follow me and fight the barbarians?"
Ren Tianye's words were very clever.
After all, no matter how fiercely the people of the Northern Frontier fought among themselves, even if they battered each other to pieces, it was still a fight among their own people. But the barbarians were different.
The hatred spanning hundreds of years was still fresh in the minds of the Northern Frontier people.
In the face of foreign invaders, the people of Yu could always burst forth with a united cohesion. The moment Ren Tianye mentioned fighting the barbarians, the blood of these sixty thousand men instantly boiled.
"We are willing to fight!"
"We would rather die than let the barbarians stay! We will drive them out!"
"When did it ever become the barbarians' turn to run wild in our vast Nine Provinces of Huaxia? Even if I die, I'll make the barbarians feel the pain!"
"Let's beat the crap out of the barbarians!"
...

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.”

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?"

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'!"

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."