"I won't change!"
Baijun Marquis said a lot, but Yan Xiaodao already understood his meaning.
Crawling on the cold palace floor, every word Yan Xiaodao uttered rang loud and clear, expressing his determination.
However, Baijun Marquis just shook his head indifferently: "I've seen too many young men or boys like you. I don't deny some people really don't change, but most will eventually choose to compromise. Time and life will make you lower your head."
Boom!
A huge sound came from outside.
Yan Xiaodao could tell.
It was the sound of countless boulders launched by trebuchets into the city.
The Dawu Country's Town North Army launched its final attack on the city with absolute confidence...It began!
Yan Xiaodao blankly looked at the sky outside the palace. His ears seemed to hear the wailing of the people.
"Panicked?"
"Scared?"
"I feel sad for you, young one."
Baijun Marquis' indifferent expression finally revealed a hint of emotion for the first time since entering the palace. It was sympathy, and sadness. Although these feelings only lingered on his face for less than a second.
"What I lament is that one day, time will swallow your hatred, life will one day force you to bow to it."
What a great sadness.
And human beings are so pathetic.
"But do you know, young man, why I'm telling you so much?"
Yan Xiaodao no longer paid attention to Baijun Marquis, he just stared at the distant sky, hating his own powerlessness.
Baijun Marquis went on talking to himself: "Because you didn't kneel before me. There are few people in this world who dare not kneel before me, and I admire everyone who doesn't kneel before me, such as Lu Gaosheng, and you."
"My father told me the first thing to learn as a king is to read people."
"Some people stand, but I know they have actually kneeled before me. Some people grovel on the ground, but I know their feet are already trampling my head."
As Baijun Marquis spoke, he walked behind Yan Xiaodao and grabbed the back of Yan Xiaodao's collar, then slowly walked with him towards the stairs in the palace.
Climbing the stairs step by step.
But Yan Xiaodao was weak, so it looked more like Baijun Marquis dragged Yan Xiaodao onto the stairs, dragging him all the way forward.
Yan Xiaodao was powerless to resist. His eyes became more and more angry.
Baijun Marquis ignored him and calmly dragged Yan Xiaodao while saying, "I admire you. I see your hatred is so strong. So I want to tell you, there is a way in this world that can make you become someone who will not be defeated by time and life."
"Since you cannot save them, why not devote all your effort to take revenge."
"Let me ask you, young man, are you willing to accept my method and become the kind of person I mentioned?"
Boom!
Countless rocks fell again.
But this time, what followed the huge roar was an earth-shattering battle cry!
Accompanied by miserable wails.
Yan Xiaodao was dragged up the stairs by Baijun Marquis. His eyes stared deadly at the sky outside ...
The sky filled with raging fire.
He stared at it so hard!
Stared!!
"I am willing!"
The boy's voice was as sharp as his name.
Baijun Marquis placed Yan Xiaodao on the throne and looked at the boy, telling him: "Say it again, I didn't hear you."
Yan Xiaodao shouted loudly: "I am willing! Ten years, twenty years, a hundred years! No matter Wang Jue or Dawu Country, as long as Yan Xiaodao is alive, I will take revenge! I will kill them all!!!"
Having received a definite answer, Baijun Marquis said:
"I will keep you alive and make sure you survive this slaughter."
"But during Wang Jue's slaughter, I won't let you leave. I will place you on this throne to make sure you stay awake and conscious in the next few days, then find you a place in the city with good visibility and safety ..."
Yan Xiaodao's eyes widened. At this moment, the fear in his eyes was limitless!
He didn't expect that this was what Baijun Marquis meant!
This was the method!
"I believe human strength comes from fear." Baijun Marquis' eyes and words conveyed only one meaning ...
I will make sure you stay awake and watch with your own eyes as your hometown falls into a sea of fire.
Your homeland will be ravaged, your country will be destroyed, your surviving relatives and friends will be killed one by one.
"From now on, I believe that even when you're dreaming, you'll be startled awake by everything that happens today. You will live in endless fear. "
"Infinite fear breeds infinite hatred, infinite hatred produces infinite strength. This tremendous power will help you overcome the seemingly magnificent world and the insurmountable life."
"The ghosts of the dead will whip you relentlessly until you avenge or die."
To overcome fear, humans can go to any extent and become omnipotent.
As long as your fear is strong enough.
It can make a surviving teenager practice swordsmanship for twenty years until the moment before his death, still thinking of taking revenge.
It can make a coward, when almost exhausted, still fight three hundred masters to the death without retreating.
Isn't fear magnificent enough?
Fear is greater than time.
But as magnificent as fear is, it also has one downside - it is too terrifying!
For a moment, Yan Xiaodao was ... scared.
Tears flowed from his eyes.
The boy's tears came from the extremely heavy and limitless horror conveyed in Baijun Marquis' words.
Baijun Marquis said to the boy: "I know that for a long time after today, you may hate me, even to the extreme, but I don't care about that."
"I admire you, young man who didn't kneel before me. Maybe your 'not kneeling' is just because of your ignorance, but I don't dislike the fearless ignorant."
"The fear I leave in your heart today will become the secret to your future strength, so live on, no matter in an ugly or proud manner."
Looking at Yan Xiaodao, Baijun Marquis slowly turned and walked down the stairs...
Yan Xiaodao suddenly shouted loudly:
"Save my mother!"
Baijun Marquis was stunned for a moment and looked back.
Yan Xiaodao slumped powerlessly on the throne, with only hot tears in his eyes:
"You can save a thousand royals, you can save me, then save one more..."
I know very clearly that not everyone in the whole city can be saved.
But saving one more doesn't count as much, does it?
Just save one more.
Please.
Baijun Marquis saw countless emotions and pleas in those eyes.
Just as he said earlier, some people stand but have actually kneeled before me.
At this moment... the boy kneeled before me.
The proud soul was no longer proud. I think this is a tragedy.
Kinship, motherly love...
Look, human beings, even proud ones, are so easily defeated.
Baijun Marquis tilted his head and looked calmly at the 'kneeling' Yan Xiaodao. He neither agreed nor refused, but said plainly:
"Don't make that kind of expression, because your enemies don't know mercy. You are Shuangxue Country's new master. That supreme throne you once thought of is now yours too. Carry the hatred of this city and live on. I confer you the title of ... King!"
But you have no royal robes, no people, no soldiers, no power...
A king of one.
Baijun Marquis slowly left.
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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.”
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
