Chen Rui a graduate college student and a traveler who likes travel around the world.
On day while on his last traveling at this beach he found a pearl which helps him to the new adventure 
Like Treasures of Pirates of the Caribbean, Ancient Maritime Silk Road of the South China Sea, Wrecks of Venetian merchants in the Mediterranean, Wrecks of Vikings of the Baltic, .......


WARNING: this is not my novel I just read mtl and edited.
The author of this is (Fu BAO) a Chinese web writer.

8 months have gone by, and I now understand the words the people around me say. Well, I say people but I only refer to my father and his servant. The woman I thought was my mother is just a wet nurse. Her role is keeping me fed, washed, and happy, which I believe to be quite manageable as I've only cried twice since my birth.

They never take me outside the house, so this room is pretty much all I know. This is what I've discovered so far: My name is Omen Wrath. Such a cool name but it's too ominous! Who calls their son OMEN!? I know it means it's a sign of good or evil, but people mainly use it as a sign of evil! Am I a sign of bad things to come?

My father's name is Freed Wrath. He seems to be well off? Or poor? I can't really tell with the presence of the wet nurse cause that means he at least has money or influence to put her in his service. But the question of my mother still remains in my mind. Where is she? 

I've also learned that the creepy woman was a seer: a kind of sorceress that sees into the future. So, if I think about the information I've obtained thus far, this must be the 9th century for people to have such old relics. My father wears a hammer around his neck, and antique swords and knives reminiscent of those in Norse culture decorate the room.
A week later, the wet nurse, whose name I have yet to learn, takes me outside the room for once. She wraps me in some furs, and I'm finally able to see the outside world. 

There aren't that many people outside–maybe thirty or so–each wearing old dresses and tunics and doing chores such as cleaning, fetching water, etc. All the houses are pretty much shacks with hay on top, I see a blacksmith, miller, stonemason, and other medieval craftsmen. The muddied ground has hoof imprints.

*Rumble*Rumble*

The sound of galloping horses sound in the distance, and soon I see men hastily riding into town. The wet nurse seems to be nervous because I can feel her heartbeat quickening. When they finally reach us, the lead man looks around and waits for the people to gather. It's my father suited up in a chainmail tunic and sword belt. 

"People of Embergrove! Our time is short. Raiders have organized into an army and as we speak are attacking our Sugarian kingdom. They have already come as far as Daydown Pond. Gather all your valuables and belongings! We leave!" my father commands.

I guess my father has more influence than I thought. If this is the 9th century, then he must be some minor noble with his own land right? My father jumps down from his horse and goes to take me from the nurse while everyone else, including the nurse, runs off to their shacks to gather their belongings. 

Not long after, the people of Embergrove return with packs tied to them. The wet nurse hands my father a moderate-sized pouch which he ties to his sword belt. The warriors he has with him get on their horses as do we. "The raiders come from the north and will likely head towards the capital. We march South! Move!" Freed exclaims. Does my father expect to hold me on horseback all the way south? How far south are we even going?

_______________

We have been marching for a few hours now, and the sun is setting. I'm placed in a cart with the wet nurse seeing as how my father couldn't hold me for the whole trip. 

"Set up camp. We have another two days before we reach Terrin. There the Lord will give us shelter, food, and drink. Tonight we rest and tomorrow we must make haste".

'So we still have two more days of this huh' I thought. It's not like I'm having a hard time on this trip so far since I'm being carried, but it looks difficult for everyone else. The warriors stay on horseback, but their butts must be feeling sore and the town people on foot are likely far worse off. 

The people set up camp rather quickly. Didn't take long for them to find a bunch of hay and lay furs as a makeshift bed for me. I'm placed down after having my *cough* meal. I soon fall asleep as there is nothing else for a baby to do.

Time goes on and we soon reach Terrin. It's a slightly bigger town than Embergrove. The first noticeable difference is the fancy buildings in the town square. Two stand out, with the smaller one being the more ornate of the two. These buildings were unlike any of the regular shacks that we had back in Embergrove. Lined up beside Terrin's gates are soldiers decked in chainmail spears, and swords similar to that of my father and his soldiers
"Welcome to Terrin, Lord Wrath." 

A man walks out. He has blonde hair and muses. "It's been quite some time since we last spoke."

"Indeed Lord Fogroot. I believe the last occasion was on that unfortunate day. I appreciate your hospitality in our time of need." 

From this, I can see that these two are quite acquainted with each other

--"Of course! With the menace of those dregs running around, we must hold strong and become united. Only then will we survive. And how is your son?" 

--"Yes, my son is in the carriage. He is a strong boy that doesn't cry often. I believe him to one day grow into quite the capable warrior should the gods allow."

 I can hear them from the carriage. I'm to be a warrior? That's kind of exciting. I believe I did some contact sport in my other life, so maybe that's why I'm feeling this way?

Frogroot insists, "Come rest. I'm sure the path was not easy to tread. The people of Embergrove as my guests may stay at the East Inn. Tomorrow we shall start building homes and fortifying our defenses in case of enemy attack, but we are far south so rest well. " 

And so, all the people of Embergrove settle down. I and my father follow him to the larger of the elaborate buildings in the town square. My father finds a room for the two of us easily.

"Son, you must grow strong. The seer has seen your future and your life has value as she has seen you holding in your hands' power beyond all others'" Freed foretells. I drift to sleep as he continues prophesying my grand future.

One life merged with pure evil and became known as The Majin

POV---BLYTHE

  I was as ugly inside as I was outside. It was the only explanation for the fact I hadn't been able to cry one single tear. I hadn't even squeezed out one fake tear at Mrs. Williams's funeral. I knew the church people thought I was evil. I could see it when they looked at me. But they had all gotten to witness it firsthand when they'd watched me not show one small streak of emotion when I'd stood beside Pastor Williams as they'd lowered his wife into the ground. She had been diagnosed with a brain tumor only five months ago. It had been stage five, and there had been nothing they could have done.

  The congregation had stopped by to check on her daily, and the parsonage had been flooded with casseroles, pies, and flowers. I had been told to stay out of sight. I'd only upset her. Pastor Williams had been kind when he'd instructed me to keep to my room when I'd come home from school, but it'd still stung. I'd waited until I was sure they were asleep most nights to sneak downstairs and fix me something to eat for dinner. The endless supply of food had made it easy.

  When she had finally taken her last breath, the hospice nurse had come and knocked on my door to inform me. I had been asked to call Pastor Williams at the church and have him come home. I hadn't felt anything. Not one emotion from the news. I'd realized then that she had been right all those years. I was evil. Only someone truly evil could be so indifferent to death. Mrs. Williams had been only fifty-four. But then, that was much older than my mother had been when she'd died—she had been only twenty.

  That was all behind me now. That life was over and in my past.

  I stood outside the apartment building that overlooked the Alabama gulf coast and let it sink in that this was now my home. I was far away from the life I'd lived in South Carolina. I would have a new life here. One where I could sit and write my stories and attend the community college.

  Pastor Williams had wanted to get rid of me. I was thankful for that because I needed a way to get free from that place. He had called a friend of his and had gotten me into a community college ten hours away from the town full of people who hated me. He had bought me an apartment on the beach and even managed to get me a job working as a church secretary. He had a friend who pastored a church in Sea Breeze, Alabama. It was one of the reasons he had sent me here. He had had someone help set me up while he remained in South Carolina.

  I had heard Pastor Williams on the phone explaining to the man who would be my boss that I wasn't good with people and I was sheltered. Which wasn't exactly true. I had gone to an all-girl Christian academy, and everyone there had pretended that I hadn't existed. It wasn't my fault their mommas had told them about the evil inside me. I had never had a chance to actually be around people who wanted anything to do with me.

  Before I took my boxes out of the truck, I wanted to check out the apartment. Pastor Williams had given me a truck, too. Grabbing my purse and the keys he had placed in an envelope, along with one thousand dollars in cash, I jumped down out of the old truck and headed for the stairs. None of the apartments were on the street level. They were all on stilts above the ground. I figured this was for times when the water got high . . . or during hurricanes. I wasn't going to think about hurricanes. Not now.

  I slipped the key into the lock and turned before pushing the door open. It swung wide, and I took in the pretty pale yellow walls and white wicker furniture. It was all very coastal. I loved it.

  Smiling, I walked inside and spun around in a circle with my arms opened wide. I tilted my head back and closed my eyes and let myself bask in the solitude. No one knew me here. I wasn't the evil girl who the pastor was stuck taking care of. I was just me. Blythe Blakely. And I was a writer. A recluse eccentric writer who didn't care what she looked like. It didn't matter. She was free.

  Loud male voices laughing and throwing insults in the hallway interrupted my quiet moment of joy. I dropped my arms to turn and lock gazes with . . . with . . . a guy. Blue. Like the sky on a clear sunny day. That was all I could focus on. I had never seen eyes so blue. They were so startling, they were almost breathtaking. His friends' voices were fading away, but he was still standing there. Then I noticed it. . . . Was he wearing black eyeliner? I dropped my eyes to take in the rest of him.

  The pierced eyebrow and colorful tattooed skin I saw covering his arms had me jerking my gaze back up to his face. Seemingly windblown platinum-blond hair finished the wild look.

  "You done, love? Or is it my turn?" The teasing lilt to his low husky voice reminded me of warm chocolate. It made me feel almost giddy.

  Not sure what he was talking about, I looked back at his amused eyes. "I, uh . . ." I what? I didn't know what to say. "I don't know what you mean," I finally told him honestly. Should I apologize for staring at him? Had I been?

  "Are you done checking me out? Because I'd hate to interrupt you."

  Oh. My face heated, and I knew my cheeks were bright red. What was I thinking, leaving my door open for the world to see me? I wasn't used to this. Keeping my distance from men in general made me extremely inept at talking to one. However, this one didn't stare at me with that leer that made me nervous. I was used to the look men gave me because they thought I would do bad things with them. The ugly they saw didn't seem to deter them from wanting to see if I was as evil as they had heard.

  "It's just some tattoos and a couple piercings, love. I promise I'm harmless," he said this time with a smile on his face.

  I managed to nod. I should say something. I just wasn't sure what to say. He was waiting on me to speak. "I like them," I blurted out nervously. That sounded stupid. He raised an eyebrow, and a smirk touched his lips. "The tattoos—they're nice. Colorful. Uh . . . I . . ." I sounded like an idiot. There was no saving myself from this disaster. Closing my eyes so I didn't have to see those blue eyes watching me, I took a deep breath. "I'm not good at talking to people—guys, people, anyone really." Had I really just told him that?

  If he would just turn and leave, then we could forget this moment forever. I forced my eyes open and caught him studying me with that grin still on his lips. He was going to think I was nuts. Maybe he was visiting someone here and didn't live in this complex. I really didn't want to face him again. Ever.

  He pressed the pad of his thumb to his bottom lip and bit the tip of it before chuckling and shaking his head. "Not sure I've met anyone quite like you," he said before letting his hand fall back down to his side.

  I was positive he hadn't.

  "Krit, dude." a male voice called down loudly from what sounded like the second floor. "We got, like, thirty minutes until we gotta be there. Go fucking shower and change."

  "Shit," he muttered, glancing down at his phone as he pulled it out of his pocket. "Gotta go. But I'll see you around, little dancer," he said with a wink, then stepped back out of the doorway and walked down the hall.

  Little dancer? Oh. I covered my face with both hands. He had seen me spinning around like an idiot. I sure hoped I didn't see him again. I just wanted to live life without drawing attention to myself. I was leaving that life—the one where people saw me and huddled together while laughing and glancing at me—behind. I didn't want to give anyone here ammunition to make fun of me. Being invisible couldn't be that hard.

  Unless you try to talk to guys, genius, I thought to myself. Walking over to the door, I closed and locked it. Next time I wanted to do something like spin in circles, I needed to close my door first.

Innocence was never meant for the addictive… 

Addiction was something Krit Corbin accepted as part of his nature a long time ago. He decided to embrace it and flip his finger at the rules. Women had always been the number one thing on his list of addictions. He couldn’t get enough. Being the lead singer in a rock band had only made access to his favorite addiction that much easier.

Being alone was the only thing Blythe Denton understood. The small town minister’s family that raised her hadn’t accepted her as their own. The minister’s wife had always made sure Blythe understood just how unworthy she was of love. When Blythe is sent away to college and given a chance to finally be free of living as an unwanted burden, she looks forward to having peace in her life. Being alone isn’t something that bothers her. She escapes reality in the stories she writes.

However, the ridiculously sexy tattooed guy who keeps throwing parties in the apartment above hers is driving her crazy. For starters, he doesn’t treat her like she would expect a guy with a different woman always hanging on his arm to treat someone as uninteresting as her. She looks nothing like the gorgeous women she sees parading in and out of his apartment, but for some strange reason he keeps showing up at her door.

During a party at his apartment, Krit’s new neighbor comes to the door with her long brown hair pulled up in a messy knot and a pair of glasses perched on her cute little nose. She wants him to turn down the music, but he convinces her to stay.

Krit Corbin may have just found his biggest addiction yet. And Blythe Denton realizes too late that she’s finally been claimed.

by Abbi Glines

Chapter 349 – Tian the Troll Yu
 
8 AM.
 
Zhao Yun and He Xing continued traveling northeast toward Ganling City. Along the way, they encountered runaway peasants who fled from wars, and they tagged along with Zhao Yun for the sake of their safety.
As Zhao Yun was still wielding a spear, they thought that he was more reliable than traveling alone.
He Xing and Zhao Yun could not refuse them, so they brought them along their journey.
 
11 AM.
 
Because of their previous actions, they became an eye-catching group of war refugees. More peasants flocked to them and wanted to follow them to Ganling City as well.
"Your majesty, this …" Zhao Yun concerned about their well-being.
"Take them along. They're our people, so we shouldn't abandon them."
"Alright, but I won't be able to protect them all."
"… I know."
 
.
 
Soon, a scout team from Gongsun Du noticed their caravans. A group of 20 riders galloped toward them and yelled, "All of you, surrender immediately! Come with us if you don't want to die!"
The peasants panicked, "S-Sir, what did we do?"
"We suspect that one of you might be the runaway criminal that we're looking for. If you're not a criminal, you don't have to be afraid since we will give you food and let you go later!"
The crowd sighed a relief since they were honest citizens. However, Zhao Yun stared at these soldiers with a frown.
All eyes of the riders were inspecting female refugees as if they were searching for someone.
'This is not the way they search for a criminal. They're looking for us!'
He Xing also had the same thought. She turned to Zhao Yun to see if he had a solution.
Seeing Zhao Yun's troubling face, He Xing asked the chat.
 
He Xing: "Gongsun Du is searching for us."
He Xing: "One of his scouts are claiming civilians that they are looking for a criminal, but they are definitely looking for me."
Lu Zhi: "I think my plan is busted. Your majesty, do not follow them."
Lu Zhi: "Tell Zhao Yun, it's time to break away from there!"
He Xing: "Then, where should we go?"
Xun Yu: "Head south, your majesty. Regroup with lord Lu since he's the closest troops."
Xun Yu: "Gongsun Du wants you as a hostage to escape our net, so don't get captured."
He Xing: "There are civilians with us. What are we going to do about them?"
Jia Xu: "As hard as it may be, I need you to leave them behind, your majesty."
Jia Xu: "Your safety takes priority! Our lord hasn't recovered yet. If something happens to you, I'm afraid that our lord won't be able to handle it."
Lu Zhi: "I'm sending my fastest units and Tian Yu ahead. As long as you keep fleeing south, you'll meet them."
 
He Xing took a deep breath and told Zhao Yun about their conversation.
Zhao Yun gulped as he steeled his heart. Once the fight started, everything would be in chaos. Liu Xie and He Xing's life would also be at risk, and their fate fell into his hands.
This was a heavy responsibility!
"I'll bring you out, your majesty!"
While they were whispering, a rider approached them.
"Hey, you! All women have to go with the other group. All men have to follow our commander!"
At this moment, the soldier finally caught a glimpse of Zhao Yun's spear.
"Wait a minute, why are you carrying a …"
*PU*
The spear tip entered his neck, cutting his sentence.
Zhao Yun pulled the soldier down from his horse and jumped on the horseback. He pulled the rein and charged at the nearest riders.
*SWUA*
*SWUA*
*SWUA*
Unprepared, five more soldiers were cut down.
The remaining soldiers detected the odd sounds of iron cutting flesh. They turned around and saw their friends being killed by Zhao Yun.
"Why, you!?"
Zhao Yun ignored the chaotic cries of the peasants and Gongsun Du's scouts. He charged at them without blinking.
The scout captain shouted, "Go tell our lord, we found the suspect! Hurry!"
One of the riders fled the scene, and Zhao Yun could not interfere it. Still, these few soldiers were not his match.
 
Two minutes later, all riders became lifeless corpses.

Zhao Yun glanced at the direction of the former fleeing rider with grimaced expression.
'More pursuers will come. We have to hurry!'
He rode toward He Xing. As usual, he pulled her and Liu Xie on the horseback before he galloped south, heading back to Lu Zhi.
 
Noon
 
The scout reached Gongsun Du Camp with his discovery.
Budugen was surprised that they found the empress this quick, "Are you sure that he's with the empress?"
"Yes, my lord. He was with a woman and a child. We tried to separate them, but he immediately resisted."
Wang Men revealed interest, "Did the man use a spear?"
"Yes, my lord."
"How about his age. Is he about in the early 20s or less?"
"Err, yes. I think he's quite young."
Wang Man turned to Gongsun Du, "There was a rider that rescued the empress. He's a spear master, and he's in his teen. I think he's our guy."
Upon hearing the report, Gongsun Du could not sit still.
"We found them! All forces, chase after that man. Wherever he is, the empress might be with him!"
With Gongsun Du's order, 21,500 soldiers mobilized south, ignoring the approaching threat from the north.
Wang Men took his 6,000 the remaining horse archers and headed out first. As a light cavalry unit, he had confidence that he could catch Zhao Yun before the others.
Budugen separated his 5,000 Xianbei warriors from Gongsun Du's main army. He volunteered to guard the supplies and the reserve troops, which he would also act as their rearguard.
Gongsun Du allowed it without realizing Budugen's real intention.
Looking at the trusting Gongsun Du, Budugen sneered, 'Idiots.'
 
.
 
Cheng Yu, Xiahou Dun, and their escorts traveled south, returning to Xuchang. As they were Cao Cao's men, all scouts from Gongsun Du left them alone.
As they were traveling, they saw a panicking group of civilians at the roadside. Curious, Cheng Yu sent his men to inquire about their situation.
The result surprised them as they were the peasants that followed after Zhao Yun and He Xing. However, Zhao Yun resisted against Gongsun Du's soldiers and killed them all. Afterward, they left them there.
Cheng Yu mumbled to himself before he peered at Xiahou Dun.
"How about it? Want to snatch the empress?"
"What's the catch?"
"If we have her, Mengde remains as a righteous prime minister. If we don't have her, Mengde will be a villain in the eyes of people."
"Is there a demerit to this if we take the empress?"
"Zhang Tong will find out about our scheme if we pursue. If we don't, he won't find out."
Xiahou Dun shrugged, "Too troublesome then. Leave them alone."
"Are you sure? His current position is quite awkward, you know? He got this position from a false empress."
"That's none of my business. I have one job, and that is protecting you. Anything else is irrelevant to me."
Cheng Yu chuckled, "Got it."
The two disregarded the events and the people as they continued marching south.
 
.
 
4 PM.
 
After hours of galloping outside of the forest, Zhao Yun could see a group of horsemen before him.
Upon seeing their banners, Zhao Yun could finally smile.
It was the flags with the letter "Tian." This unit belonged to Tian Yu!
The leader of the riders also recognized Zhao Yun from afar. As Tian Yu knew about Zhao Yun's behavior and riding style, it was not hard for him to differentiate Zhao Zilong form the rest of regular riders.
"Zilong!"
"Guorang!"
"AHAHAHA! You undying bastard! You made it!"
"Same goes to you, silly fool!"
Zhao Yun had the urge to leap from his horse to hug his friend. Unfortunately, Tian Yu's subordinates, He Xing, and Liu Xie were watching. He had to control his manner.
"Ahem, how did you rush here?"
"Haha! You'd better ask her majesty about this. Master Lu said that she sent this … err, clan message to him? And he knew that all of you will be coming south, so we're here to pick you up."
As they chatted, a soldier got down from his horse and offered the horse to He Xing.
"Your majesty, please."
He Xing nodded and got on the other horse with her son. As a woman with high status, riding with a man who was not her husband in public was against her moral.
Tian Yu nodded in approval, "Alright, let's regroup with master Lu. I don't want to listen to his lecture again."
"AHAHAHA! Sucks to be you."
"Oh, you don't have to worry, Zilong. Master Lu said you fOOked up the bodyguard duty, and he has reserved his private tutor course for you as well."
"Err, crap."
Zhao Yun sulked while Tian Yu's subordinates snickered by their boss' misfortune.
Unfortunately, their little happy reunion had to be put on hold as the ground trembled. It was a sign that an army of horsemen was coming in their direction.
"Enemies!"
"Get into an array!"
Tian Yu turned to Zhao Yun, "Don't screw up your bodyguard job this time. Stay behind us."
Zilong complied with the suggestion. One mistake was enough, and Zhao Yun swore that he would not make the same mistake again.
Soon, an army with the banners, [Wang], came to their sight. It was Wang Men's troop of 6,000 riders.
Wang Men raised his fist and ordered his troops to stop. Upon seeing the [Tian] banners and the dirty Zhao Yun behind their formation, he understood what had happened here.
'They reunited, but that doesn't matter as long as I defeat these men.'
Wang Men whispered to his aide, "Form wedge. We'll charge at them."
Meanwhile, Tian Yu read Wang Men's mouth as he licked his lips.
"Wedge, is it? Okie, dokie!"
Tian Yu bellowed with everything he had as if he wanted Wang Men to hear his words.
"MEN!"
Tian Yu's soldiers tensed, getting ready to form any formation he commanded.
"TURN AROUND!"
Everybody turned their horse around in confusion. Everyone was thinking why Tian Yu wanted to show their backs at the enemies.
"RETREAT!! RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!!"
Zhao Yun, He Xing, and all 5,000 light cavalries almost spat blood.
"Dafuq, Guorang!?"
"Eh, shut it and follow my command, Zilong. I REPEAT AGAIN! RETREAT!!"
All the soldiers looked at each other and shrugged. They turned their horse around and galloped away, showing their back to Wang Men. Zhao Yun and He Xing also rode with them.
Wang Men stared at them with wide eyes. No word could describe his feeling at the moment.
When he came to his sense, Tian Yu and others had already fled a hundred meters.
Infuriated, Wang Men shouted, "CHASE! AFTER THEM!!"
All 6,000 soldiers with a wry smile galloped after the fleeing troops. They took out their bows and arrows, getting ready for a horse archer tactic.
Unfortunately, before they could shoot an arrow, they saw a straight line of running horsemen with Tong's repeating crossbows.
"Eh?"
Behind the running riders, Tian Yu had a mocking grin on his face.
"ARROWS, RELEASE!!"


Tong, a sinner who was suffering endless torment in hell because of his mistake he had done in his previous life, was giving other chance to redeem himself by the devil. 

All he had to do was participating in the redemption program, organized by the gods and the devils. He would be reincarnated as a random citizen of China during the end of the era of the East Han, and the prelude of the era of the Three Kingdoms. He would also retain his memory and a cheat skill that he designed for himself. 

Tong later found himself reincarnated as Zhang Tong, the son of the Yellow Turbans leader, Zhang Jiao. 

The problem didn't end with just the dilemma of the Yellow Turbans Army. It appeared that other than him, there were 99 others from the modern world that reincarnated into this timeline with him as well. 

This redemption program by the gods and devils didn't seem to be simple. There was definitely something fishy going on. 

Then the hidden agenda revealed itself to the reincarnators. Zhang Tong had to utilize everything by any means necessary to survive this ordeal.
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Warning: It's a story with deranged characters that MC and friends won't get a smooth sailing life forever like the other typical WN novels. 

Patience and high tolerance are required for this novel. Constant nerfs, plot twisted, and changes in the story are expected. 

All RoTK fans should also be warned. I don't follow the trends of historical events. All characters and their thought won't be like in the 14th-century novel RoTK or Dynasty Warrior.

Again, I don't sell 100% wet-dreams in this novel. I mixed nightmares in it.
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This series has ended. 
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Due to the copyrighted kinds of stuff, I changed my cover back to my first cover until I can get my hands on a better one.
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Chapter 1033 – Bayan Dies

 Bayan thought about it, and in the end, he was unwilling to retreat just like that. Fleeing without fighting was a huge humiliation to a Mongol warrior and Bayan would not take that.

 "Gather our troops and get ready to face the enemy!" Bayan gave the order.

 Zhang Hongfan was helpless and could only listen to the order.

 The Mongols were said to be attacking Lin'an with the million army, but in truth, only around 600 thousand left their six bases. After the successive battles, they lost close to 100 thousand of them.

 In the blink of an eye, apart from the 200 thousand troops defending the north side, each other side was left with 100 thousand troops.

 This also meant that even if Bayan gathered up the entire south side army, he could only gather up 100 thousand men. Furthermore, the army had just backed down from the frontlines and returned to their camps. To gather them up once more was a hugely difficult matter.

 As time was of the essence, Zhang Hongfan could only gather up ten thousand elite cavalry, which included the Personal Guards of Bayan and himself. If not, he would not even be able to gather up 10 thousand men.

 "It's enough!"

 However, Bayan was really confident. In his eyes, as long as they fended off the first wave, the following troops would be able to gather up and surround the enemy.

 Whoever wins or loses was still unknown.

 Whilst Zhang Hongfan was busy gathering up men, Er'Lai's forces had broken through the last pass. In the blink of an eye, Bayan and the others could see the enemy changing right at them with the golden dragon flag of Great Xia dancing in the wind.

 Bayan was just about to order his troops to charge at them when a thin messenger suddenly ran out from the side, panting, "Commander, it's an emergency. The east and west wings sent a warning that large amounts of cavalry have exited the city and are coming toward the south."

 "What?"

 Bayan's heart jolted; his expression changed, and his entire body stiffened up.

 Looking at the visible enemy troops, Bayan's face was extremely ugly. Even if he wanted to flee now, it was too late. In such a short time, even if the Mongol cavalry were well-trained, they were unable to turn around and retreat.

 If they really did that, the moment the enemy troops caught up, they would be in chaos. To make matters worse, if they backed off now, the barracks behind them would fall along with them.

 One bad decision would cause a full-scale collapse.

 As expected from Bayan, who was a famous Mongol general. He quickly saw through the close knitted relationship between all of these aspects.

 Helplessly, he could only grit his teeth and advance. As they say, 'On a narrow road, the courageous will win.' They could only defend against the first wave of enemy attacks and wait for the troops in the camp to gather up before they made any plans.

 "All units charge!"

 Bayan hurriedly gave the order.

 All of a sudden, the rumbling of horse hooves sounded out, and the entire earth shook.

 Under the cover of the orange dusk, the two cavalry armies charged at one another and were ready to fight to the death. Maybe it was an illusion, but at this point, even the dusk became evil and turned a blood red color.

 Bayan did not charge forward. Instead, he stood on the spot and let his Personal Guards defend him. At the same time, he commanded the frontline troops and moved the backline to gather up at the south side. 

 The one leading the charge was a Mongol general. Meanwhile, Zhang Hongfan was ordered to gather the back troops.

 Whilst charging, Er'Lai held his iron halberd. As he rode on Luosha, he gave out a smile that filled with bloodthirst. He aimed right at the enemy general, kicking Luosha lightly with his right boot.

 When Luosha got the order, it suddenly increased its speed, swiftly proceeding forward. One man and one beast; they had a tacit understanding of one another.

 Luosha's charging speed obviously stunned the enemy. In a short while, Er'Lai swung his halberd in a well-trained manner. With a 'Puchi!', before the enemy could react, he was already slashed into half, blood splattering all over.

 Luosha was drenched in blood, but it did not care. Its eyes gave out a red glow; this was a real fierce beast that only people like Er'Lai could make surrender.

 During such a short engagement, Er'Lai easily killed the enemy general.

 This time, the morale of the charging troops soared as they roared while they charged.

 On the contrary, the prideful Mongol cavalry were stunned, as this was the first time they saw soldiers more brutal than them.

 The Mongol cavalry were mostly light armored, and they were skilled at shooting on horseback. Be it attacking or retreating, they could shoot whilst riding. During the process of the battle, the arrow rain would never stop.

 On the contrary, they were not that good at charging at enemy cavalry.

 Not mentioning other aspects, but just the armor alone was a huge gap. Much less their curved knives, which could not compare to the horse lance of the Great Xia Guards Legion Corps.

 Just as both sides engaged, their relative strengths were evident.

 Facing the charge of 30 thousand Great Xia Guards Legion Corps soldiers, the formation of the 10 thousand Mongol cavalry was thrown into chaos right away.

 With Er'Lai as the head, the Great Xia iron cavalry cut up the Mongol formation and did not stop as they continued forward. As for the cavalry passed, the ones behind they would naturally take care of them.

 One must not forget that behind him was 30 thousand Fallen Phoenix City cavalry and 20 thousand Great Song cavalry. Although they were not as skilled, they were good enough to handle the remnants.

 This general killing operation had Er'Lai as its core. Before leaving, Ouyang Shuo had instructed that whether they could successfully kill Bayan or not depended on Er'Lai.

 Er'Lai did not want to disappoint the king.

 After tearing up the enemy defenses, be it Er'Lai or Luosha, they were both covered in blood. They looked like devils that had crawled out of hell, looking really evil and scary.

 Er'Lai did not care. His eyes focused on the front as he swiftly searched for his target. Very quickly, under the protection of his Personal Guards, Bayan, who was fleeing, entered his field of sight.

 "Haha, Bayan do not think about leaving. I am here to take your life!"

 Er'Lai's eyes lit up. The Luosha he was riding on did not need him to give commands at all. It charged forward.
 ...
 Bayan was riding or horseback. Looking back, his face was extremely ugly. He did not expect the enemy to be so strong and tear through their defenses in just one round.

 This had never happened in any previous battle.

 This time, Bayan was really terrified, and he did not dare to stay for any longer. Under the protection of the Personal Guards, he fled and was prepared to gather with the main force.

 Who knows how many troops Zhang Hongfan had managed to gather up?

 As this very moment, a roar sounded out from behind him. In the game, Gaia had its own translation software, which was why Bayan was able to understand Er'Lai. His face turned uglier and uglier.

 As one of the rare few great generals in the Mongol army, Bayan did not lack the courage to fight the enemy. He wanted to immediately turn around and fight the big man behind him.

 However, as a commander, his rationality reminded him that he could not do that. Bayan could only whip his horse and quicken his escape.

 Helplessly, the faster Bayan fled, the faster Er'Lai chased.

 The Mongol war horses were not that big and were famous for their stamina. However, in terms of speed, they were not any better than the Great Xia Qingfu Horses that the Guards Legion Corps used.

 On the contrary, they were slower because the Qingfu Horses were known for their speed.

 Seeing that Bayan was in his sights, Er'Lai could not hold it back, so he immediately activated his specialty. Hence, the wind like Great Xia Army sped up, catching up to Bayan at a visible rate.

 When Er'Lai saw that, he could not help but grin. He was not far from completing his mission.

 At this very moment, the sound of horse hooves spread out from the front. Zhang Hongfan's men had arrived. Before they arrived, an arrow rain had covered the heads of the Great Xia Guards Legion Corps.

 Shooting arrows to attack while traveling was the specialty of the Mongol cavalry.

 When Bayan saw that, he left out a comfortable sigh of relief. He smiled with a look of escaping death. If he was really caught by the enemy, no matter how strong he was, he would probably die.

 When Er'Lai saw that, he was filled with unhappiness. He did not want to give up. The enemy's arrow rain was really strong, causing men and horse to flip.

 Zhang Hongfan's goal was simple. He wanted to use arrow rain to prevent the Great Xia Guards Legion Corps from advancing and save Bayan.

 "No, we cannot give up like that." Er'Lai was not a person who gave up easily, and his eyes had a sharp glow to them, "All units, speed up!"

 What an Er'Lai.

 At the key moment, he advanced instead of retreating, staying at the front of the formation.

 Seeing their Legion General being so valiant, the Great Xia Guards Legion Corps blew up. All of them roared, tossing their lives behind their heads as they charged forward.

 This time, Zhang Hongfan and Bayan were totally stunned. They had never seen a unit like this that did not care about their lives.

 "Quick, protect the commander!"

 Zhang Hongfan did not dare to take it lightly as he charged forward.

 If Bayan died, based on Mongol military rules, even if Zhang Hongfan survived, Kublai Khan would cut off his head. Hence, no matter how difficult it was, Zhang Hongfan had to save him.

 Zhang Hongfan reacted quickly but Er'Lai was even quicker.

 In just a few blinks of an eye, Er'Lai finally caught up. He raised the halberd in his hand and chopped down.

 "Protect the commander!"

 When Bayan's Personal Guards saw that, they all jumped in front of Bayan and formed up a human wall.

 'Scoff!'

 Er'Lai's expression did not change. He coordinated with Luoshan so that when the halberd landed, so did a head. Even the strong Bayan Personal Guards were no different from schoolboys in front of Er'Lai.

 At this point, the Great Xia Guards Legion Corps had caught up.

 When Er'Lai saw that, he did not waste any more time, going around the Personal Guards and continuing to chase.

 It seemed like Bayan was about to gather up together with the main force.

 Er'Lai did not waver, and Luosha could feel the desire of its master. Although it had been charging for such a long distance, it increased its speed once more.

 With a 'Hu!', Luosha jumped up, taking Er'Lai and landing right behind Bayan.

 "Commander, be careful!"

 When Zhang Hongfan saw that, his eyes widened.

 Bayan instinctively turned around, only to see a black halberd getting bigger and bigger in his eyes.

 'Puchi!'

 Before Bayan could react, his brain was cut by a halberd.

 Blood splattered, brain juice flowed.

 'Honglong!', Bayan fell off his warhorse. A general of a generation died just like that.


Earth Online – a virtual MMORPG that takes place in the future year of 2190 – a game that everyone will bet their futures on. Set in a map that is ten times the size of real-world Earth, players battle for supremacy in the first game to feature personal adventure, territory construction, and grand warfare. For every death you experience in the game, your level would drop back to zero. Ouyang Shuo, an above average player, suffered the ultimate betrayal. For merely a piece of equipment, his sworn brother betrayed and backstabbed him. This time, after he reincarnated in the game, Ouyang Shuo swore to exact vengeance.

However, in an unexpected turn of events, Ouyang Shuo found himself back five years before the betrayal – right before the launch of Earth Online. This time, armed with the knowledge from his past life, Ouyang Shuo would venture upon a new path.

How to perfectly complete quests? What historical battle maps would appear? How should one build up their territory? Utilizing the experience from the predecessors of his last life, Ouyang Shuo makes his bid for the top against all odds. Follow his journey as he seeks to lord over the world!

A different kind of tale that blends historical characters and virtual reality gaming, with heavy emphasis on kingdom building and warfare.

It almost 5 PM when they going back home. Its quite tiring day for Raymond and Luna. She thought that grandma Victoria just wants to have brunch, but then she brings them to the brand outlet mall.


She buys a lot of new dresses, shoes, accessories for Luna and Raymond. They also eat ice cream and enjoy the breeze near the beach. Its summertime and there's a lot of young people from other towns playing at the beach, camping and traveling.


When she arrives home, the maids already waiting at the entrance. Ready to pick up the shopping bag from the trunk and arrange it into the closet room.


Raymond doze off once he landed on the cozy, big leather sofa at the living hall. He feels like his energy has been drained. He doesn't like crowd place. Yet, because he saw how Luna's smiling with his grandmother, he had to endure all the time. Trying to fit into their world.


Luna chuckled at Raymond who looks more exhausted than her. Just when she wants to go upstairs, Victoria calls out her name in a low voice. Afraid it would awake Raymond who just asleep.


"Luna.."


Luna turns to look at the old lady sitting near where Raymond lies down.


"Yes, grandma?"


"Can we talk?" She signals her to follow her to the garden.


Nodded, she then follows Victoria from behind. They did not talk until they reach the swing on the terrace facing the flower garden.


Sit on the swing, Victoria then pats at besides her. "Come here." She smiles.


Slowly, Luna takes a seat beside her, facing the beautiful flower garden in the evening. She's not a fan of flowers, but, she still appreciates it if someone gives it to her. And that someone who's the one who gives her flower is none other than her adorable husband.


"I just want to hear about your career path. Have you make your decision?" Victoria started.


"Uh..I've been thinking of pursuing BA Psychology at Yale University. I'll send my application once I return to school." Luna lowered her head a bit. She knows Yale is not as great as Stanford or Harvard, but it's within her grade and is still in the top ten schools that offer the Psychology major in this country.


Victoria turns silent hearing her choice. Only for a minute before she starts asking again. "Why Psychology?"


"I..want to understand Raymond more, so I decide to take this major."


Victoria sighs. It feels a bit unfair to her for what she was about to tell her after this. But, she has to...


"Listen, Luna. I'm very sorry about what I'm about to tell you. But, can you postpone your application into Spring intake next year, instead of Fall intake?" 


Luna blinks her eyes a bit. Surprise to hear that. Why would her grandmother-in-law say that? 



"Raymond..he can't bear to be apart from you. Connecticut is quite far from here. Until I make sure there is no problem if you both staying there, will you please..postpone it for only one semester?"


Connecticut is far from South Carolina, but its quite near New York City. That makes her worry a bit. So, until there's no problem with her and Raymond, she has to stay here first.


Luna wants to say something, she opens her mouth, but there's no word coming out at all. She then closes it back and stares at the various flower in front of her eyes. Even though it was beautiful, there's a hollow inside her heart right now which she can't enjoy the view.



"I don't want to drag him back to the city where there are a lot more people when I already save him from there. He's..not ready yet to stay close to that city yet. You know..there are a lot of his past memories that hurt him there. If you go alone, studying there..what about Raymond here? He will surely be depressed and worsening his condition."


"..." Luna did not utter one word at all. She knew what her grandma Victoria just said is true.



"How about this, within this period until you apply for Spring intake, why not you be my friend apprentice? He had asylum near here. You can learn there and gain more experience before you truly went to the field. I'll give him a note later." Victoria turns to her, holding both of her hands to accept her offer.


Luna faintly smiles while nodding her head. "Thank you, grandma."


"I promise you. Once he's alright, I give you what you should have. He needs you now."


"I understand." She caresses Victoria's hand before she excuses herself to upstairs for taking a shower. 


Victoria did not say anything else afterward as she hopes that Luna did not hate her. Doing something like that for her future..she knew, it was wrong. But, Raymond is not ready yet to return to city life. He still in his trauma.


…

Treatment building.


"Fang, explain to me about your email a few days before." Victoria sits on the white sofa inside the treatment room where Raymond always gets his therapist session.


"Right away, Ma'am." He took out the document that his wife already prepared for him yesterday.


Giving the report to the old lady, he then starts explaining.


"There's a possibility that Raymond..has a third character."


Victoria scrunches his eyebrow. "Another one?"


Dr. Fang nods his head. "Yes, but there's no specific time where or what triggers the third Character to come out. He just...surface whenever he wants to."


"What kind of character did he have now?"



Dr. Fang sighs. "That..we don't know for sure. So far, it was a normal character. Like a normal person. A combination of night and day character..however, we still have to confirm it since he did not show up too often."


"Is he a threat?"


Dr. Fang shakes his head.


"No. This is my only assumption, but this new character developed because of Mrs. Luna's presence."


"What does that mean?"


"I mean, he..only appear in front of Mrs. Luna. He only shows himself and indulges with her. Sometimes, he will resurface when it was daylight, and sometimes, at the nighttime."


"Oh dear."

Six years ago, she marries a guy that she doesn't even know.

On the wedding night, her husband tries to strangle her. "Who are you?"


"I'm your wife!"

..

At daytime, her husband was so adorable, childish-like and very gentle.

But,

At nighttime, her husband turns into a cold, rude and beast-like husband.

..

The cupid knows how to play the human's heart. They got separated and met again six years later.


Why did she run away from him? What she hide from him?


Is he still remember her? Are they actually meet by accident or his heart lead him to her?

Marco toured the coasts of Honduras without problems with the Mayan peoples uniting them all in the great Nova Roman empire but this lasted only until he arrived in Nicaragua, where he met with the Misquitos peoples a civilization completely different from the Maya and fortunately nothing that Sees with the Caribbean cannibals.

 

The first encounter between the empire and the Misquitos took place in a village that was on the south coast.

 

Marco personally met them while touring the beach, fortunately, the meeting was peaceful as it is a village that borders the Maya for trade, the communication was quite simple and fluid.

 

The locals took to see the elder of the village Marco and his men they waited outside while Marco entered the cabin next to the Mayan translator, the interior was very rudimentary but that does not matter since he comes to see the elder of the village.

 

"Welcome white man, tell me what your people are doing on our land," the old man asked while smoking a tobacco pipe.

 

The Mayan translator translated the old man's words

 

"My name is Marco, I am the governor of Americae Centralis, I hope you can join the empire in an equal treaty, your lands are in the territory considered," Marco said, looking decisively at the old man.

 

The old man looked at Marco as he continued with his pipe "Why should my people join you, you say they are your lands but for generations, we have lived in this place my tribe is peaceful but I will not hesitate to defend its millenary land"

 

Marco just nodded and his eyes showed a murderous determination "The empire only speaks once, I hope you are willing to be slaves and be separated from your family, Nova Roma respects their ancestral land that is why the goddess Tonantzin gave us her blessing, we do not seek to steal your land because stealing from you is stealing from ourselves.

 

We are not invaders from the moment we arrived and established ourselves, we are part of this continent, we bring progress or death, now tell me you can speak for all your people or only for your tribe, depending on your response your future will be defined "

 

The translator was shocked by Marco's words and translated them as best he could.

 

The shaman left his pipe trembling a little "I am only an old man who can speak for his people and my people are the Misquitos, I am the guardian God of these people, I really want to refuse and kill you, but the event that toured the continent is for you This only means that there are two possible ways of union or death.

 

I prefer to join my people to the winning side of the story than to die as Amalivaca is doing, I always knew that their people would end up badly by allowing them to eat human flesh, tell me, mortal, where I can join the new gods. "

 

Marco smiled "you will have to leave your people to accompany us to the imperial capital where you can join the great Zeus, Anubis, and the mother Tonantzin"

 

The god accepted Marco's invitation but left a warning "If you plan to go south in your conquest I recommend you prepare, that area does not belong to any god, it is what I call the death pit"

 

Marco took out his map and asked where this death zone begins from.

 

Coatl (Name of God) pointed half of Costa Rica to half of Colombia.

 

Marco looked up "That area is so dangerous"

 

The old man refilled his tobacco pipe and lit it "The jungle in that place is too big, there are giants that eat anything, not to mention that a large number of strange beings inside, even I can not know with exactly what is in that place, but I can tell you something if you enter that jungle you die "

 

Marco took the warnings of this god very seriously, he had to inform Flavio so that he decided what to do next, if what he says is true it is better to walk the wall to a safer place before he left he asked "How your name is an old god? "

 

"My name is Coatl, just tell me when you want me to go, it's painful to keep that chasm away from my people. Sometimes when I see it, I feel he looks at me."

 

After this, he urgently sent a ship to Flavio to give orders, on the ship, there was a complete summary of what Coatl told him.

 

In Magna Caribbean Flavio was solving some earrings with Hellena as it was what color would look best in the summer palace they plan to build in Magna Caribe

 

"I already told you, sweety, the Mayan Blue is fabulous if we can give the color to the coating of the castle it will look beautiful" Hellena said looking at the plans of the building

 

"It seems good to me, but you don't think it would look better with a white marble, which inspires more respect," said Derek, scratching his head.

 

"But what do you say sweety, you know that blue is my favorite color, since you forbade me to use makeup with azurite because it is a toxic mineral, I have always been wanting something blue and Maya blue is not toxic, when we come with the children once it is finished I would like to show you the blue summer palace on the horizon "said Hellena with bright eyes imagining the beautiful castle / summer palace,

When he saw his wife so excited, Flavio could only lift his shoulders. He knew he had lost to that beautiful face. "Very well, it will be blue."

 

Hellena was glad and hugged her husband, in the future the summer castle of Magna Caribe will be a tourist attraction because of the vivid blue color that it has given off for centuries.

 

While they were discussing other things, a messenger on horseback arrived from the port "Lord, an hour ago a ship arrived with these documents from Governor Marco"

 

Flavio took the documents and began to read them carefully, the more he read the more he was surprised "Love you have to return to the capital we have important visits" ...

Our protagonist was a Mexican who died on a flight, when he woke up he found Apollo who reincarnated him as the grandson of Gaius Octavian Turino (Augustus) the first Roman emperor, having a mission in hand to conquer the New World to save the Roman polytheist world and his existence.

Our protagonist will be able to develop the great Roman civilization in America and survive the different ones that exist in this distant land ...

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Li Du had seen the conversations in the group chat. A few months ago, they had been worriedly discussing him and seeking news about him. They even asked Su Nan who was in America that could go look for him in Flagstaff.
Later, Su Nan found out that the American University in Flagstaff had closed, then everyone understood why he had not appeared.
Mr. Li looked to be easy-going and simple, but he was actually a stubborn person. His classmates knew that about him and gradually stopped mentioning him.
He was grateful for his classmates’ thoughts of him and responded: Many thanks for your thoughts, I’ve been busy looking for a job and so did not have time to keep in touch.
Yu Wenjie replied immediately: Luckily you appeared. If you hadn’t, instead of thinking about you, we’d be reading about you!
Song Kaixuan then responded: Don’t talk trash, Old Fish. Don’t let your thoughts wander. Old Li, are you doing well?
Su Nan replied: Surely well (laugh), we’ve got faith in your ability. With his enterprising spirit and big d*ck, even if he were a gigolo in America, he’d be a star!
Xiao Yafei: (blush) Just came on to see this. Old Li, you’ve gone professional?
Li Du chuckled and then started to send them photos from the camera gallery on his phone.
Photos of the houses in Venice that he had taken, photos of the trees he had taken in Williams, photos of the bamboo forest in Flagstaff and photos of the spa he had visited in Carpenter Town.
Of course, he made sure to send photos highlighting the bustle of LA and charm of Venice.
With the surge of photos, Cui Zhonghua immediately sent a message: (cry) Hey hey hey. Am out with no data. Don’t do this.
For a 2G network, the photos that Li Du had taken were too high in resolution and used up too much data.
Having seen the photos, the group was surprised and asked what Li Du was doing. Yang Jinlong asked: Are you now a photographer?
Su Nan said: Someone is learning from Edison Chen to bring along his camera when doing his hanky-panky (evil laugh).
Li Du said: No, I’m now collecting junk in America, and need to travel around. I’ve taken more photos since I’ve been traveling to quite a few places.
Su Nan reacted immediately: What the hell, storage auctions!?
Li Du: (silly laugh) Yes, that’s it.
Su Nan said with concern: Then be careful. My classmate, whose family’s also in this line, said that it’s complicated business. These Americans play selfishly, don’t fall into their traps.
Yang Jinlong asked: What’re you guys talking about? I don’t get it, please explain. The others sent similar messages.
As Li Du sipped his beverage, he typed out a brief job description for his former classmates.
He also mentioned his income, but he not only avoided stating his huge wealth but understated it by at least ten times the actual value.
This was to avoid any unnecessary trouble. Most of his classmates, except for the PhD students, were already working. Salaries in top-tier cities were about 4,000 dollars a month while those in second-tier cities was 3,000 dollars—his pay was too shocking in comparison.
Even so, when they knew that his monthly pay was more than ten thousand dollars in renminbi, they were stunned—all of them said they wanted to come to America to collect junk.
Having chatted with his classmates until midnight, Li Du was exhausted. He put away his phone, and snuggled Ah Meow and Crispy Noodles as he slept on the bed.
At this time, Hans and the rest had not returned. They were still having a good time at bars and clubs.
With the morning sun’s rays shining through the window, Li Du woke up spontaneously. As long as he did not tap into the little bug’s ability too much, he would always be filled with boundless energy.
As such, every time he got out of bed, he would naturally feel on top of the world and unbeatable. Pushing his chest out as he stretched lazily, he groaned. Then, he suddenly saw Ah Meow’s and Crispy Noodles’s eyes focused on his crotch.
As he stretched, his crotch jiggled.
Ocelots were especially interested in things that jiggle—it stared and then jumped up.
"Time deceleration!" Mr. Li shouted in fright, as he used a blanket to cover the lower half of his body, and then crouched down like he was trying to cover his ears from a thunderous sound.
Ah Meow pounced over with its claws extended and immediately tore a hole in the blanket!
Mr. Li broke out in a cold sweat—the saying that "men should not keep cats and women should not keep dogs" was very true. He had been very close to bidding a "happy life" goodbye!
Ah Meow was discontented and kept wanting to claw at him; Li Du exploded, "F*cking cat! Grabbing at everything and scratching at everything—you’re killing me!"
After being scolded, Ah Meow left resentfully. Apparent on its face was its displeasure as well as a look as though it had been wronged.
At noon, Hans and the rest woke up and gathered before driving to Long Beach.
Meandering along the south of LA, Long Beach led toward the world’s third-largest container port, after Singapore and Hong Kong.
This had formerly been an industrial town but had since been transformed. At both the beach and the city center area, hardly any traces of its former industrial roots could be found.
The subway in LA was very accessible. They could take the subway from the city center to Venice or Long Beach. It was quick, and there were many people—including beautiful women—to admire along the way.
As they drove along the highway, they stared at the many people on the beaches. Long Beach had many beautiful beaches—Golden beach, Sunshine beach, Glorious beach— people referred to the different areas of the coast using different names.
As the truck moved along the road, they noticed a few hitchhikers who were young, pretty girls.Upon getting their ride, the hitchhikers were usually happy to chat with the driver over an array of topics.
Often, truck drivers would pick up hitchhikers. In America, truck drivers were well-paid and highly qualified. Hence this was not a job that was regarded as lowly – truck drivers were also not looked down upon.
Having arrived at Long Beach city center, they found a motel and bought boardshorts, sunglasses, and all sorts of sunscreen. Then they dashed toward the beach, ready to surf the waves and sunbathe.
They had first arrived as just a group of men. But by the time they finally reached the beach, some girls had joined the group.
Adorable pets are always a good tool for drawing girls. These girls were not here for the men—half of them were attracted by Ah Meow and Crispy Noodles.
Li Du was not interested in these kinds of romantic encounters, so he did not try to flirt with any of the girls.
This caused Hans and the rest to sigh; what a waste of a brilliant chance!
Under normal circumstances, Long Beach’s beach would only have two colors: the sand’s golden shade, and the green from palm trees and shrubs. But, with the addition of people, it became more diverse.
With the sea breeze blowing, the waves in the distance lapped at the beach. Periodic screams could be heard, coming from those who had been slapped onto the shore by the waves.
A few well-built male and female surfers were riding the waves, as a helicopter hovered in the air. It was not clear if it was a rescue helicopter or one for sightseeing.
There were many tall palm trees along the beach, which were perfect for providing shade.
This beach was a pet-free beach, which meant that pets were not allowed to be brought in, in the event that they dirtied the environment with their excretions.
Li Du was frustrated and was about go in search of a beach which allowed pets. In the end, Hans gave some cash to a staff member, who smiled and handed him a plastic tag. "Have fun."
Mr. Li rolled his eyes.


They love gold, and they love silver. Even more so, they love gems that dazzle, like stars across the skies. 
Firearms, jewelleries, and precious metals; A collector’s world will not be complete without antiques.  
Storage auctions, old goods trade, re-estate sales and gold-digging. But the truth is, if one wants to make money, then the supreme way is through searching for the legendary treasures. 
Holding the fort, there’s an ocelot, a wolf, and an Andes condor. At the side, there’s a loyal hound, an irascible ape, and an African honey badger. Who said that you can only rely on humans when treasure hunting?! 

The day of the grand wedding. The gorge was filled with the nonstop sound of laughter.

Due to having chosen to submit and to retreat, the four clan leaders had been feeling quite depressed. Today, they seized the opportunity to have a good celebration. Beirut and Carolina were very happy as well, and so they happily chatted and drank with the four clan leaders and the various Elders.

“Lord Prefect, congratulations!” Gislason raised his cup to Beirut.

“Haha.” Beirut laughed as he looked towards Gislason, then lowered his voice. “Gislason, your Four Divine Beasts clan has truly retreated, and will no longer do battle?” Beirut paid attention to the struggle between the two sides as well.

Gislason was startled. He nodded.

“How have the eight great clans reacted?” Beirut asked.

“No reaction yet.” Gislason shook his head. “Most likely, in the near term, they will be unable to believe that we have truly submitted.”

“Right.” Beirut nodded. “But you still need to be careful. Once the eight great clans realize that you have retreated, even though they won’t dare to invade the Skyrite Mountains, they will think of ways to take their revenge upon you nonetheless.”

Gislason said self-mockingly, “We’ve already decide to hide in the Skyrite Mountains and not come out. What more can they do?” Gislason’s words had an undertone of grief and desolation to them.

Beirut didn’t say anything else.

“Hey.” The nearby Carolina laughed. “Tell me, will that Nisse of Bebe’s give birth to a boy or a girl?”

“How should I know?” Beirut laughed. “However, I can guarantee that it won’t be a Godeater Rat!”

If both husband and wife were Godeater Rats, their children would definitely also be Godeater Rats. Unfortunately, throughout the countless planes, only Beirut and Bebe were Godeater Rats. Generally speaking, especially terrifying divine beasts were also especially rare.

For example, the Azure Dragon, the White Tiger, and even the Nether Serpent were all unique divine beasts. There was only an extremely low probability that if their descendants married each other, they might be able to produce a true divine beast. But the chances were too low, far too low. As for the likes of the Ba-Serpent and the Suanni Lion, there were quite a few of them spread throughout the countless planes.

The more powerful a divine beast’s innate ability was, the rarer the beast was as well.

Those with weak innate abilities would be more common.

In the blink of an eye, months passed. Within the gorge. Outside Bebe’s room.

Linley, Beirut, Carolina, and the others were all present. Delia and Nisse were in the room. Nisse was about to give birth. The most nervous, restless person present was, of course, Bebe.

“She’s giving birth. She’s giving birth!” Bebe stood outside the room, mumbling to himself while walking back and forth, completely unable to come to a halt.

“Bebe, just sit down.” Linley couldn’t help but laugh.

“How can I sit down?” The muscles throughout Bebe’s entire body were taut and quivering. He glanced at Linley. “Boss, I’m so nervous, my heart’s about to leap out of my body. You want me to sit? Ugh. Why isn’t it out yet? It’s been so long.”

Beirut laughed. “Bebe, Nisse just went in. It’s going to be a good while longer.”

Bebe had no choice but to endure it. Right now, the passage of every single second, to Bebe, felt very long and slow.

“Waaaaa!” Suddenly, a high-pitched sobbing sound rang out.

Bebe seemed to have been hit by lightning, and he stood there stupidly.

“Creaaak!” The door swung open, and Delia walked out. She glanced sideways at Bebe. “Bebe, why are you standing there like an idiot? Aren’t you going to go in?” Only now did Bebe come to his senses, and his body transformed into a blur, entering the room.

Delia laughed. “Bebe actually went numb.”

“When you were giving birth to Wade, Bebe was telling me I was too nervous. But he’s even more nervous than me!” Linley laughed.

Delia glanced at him grumpily. “Don’t be so smug. When Taylor and Sasha were born, I heard that you were so nervous, you were sweating everywhere. You, a mighty, venerable Saint-level expert. So nervous that you were sweating?”

Linley could only laugh awkwardly.

Moments later, Bebe and Nisse walked out from the room. Bebe was beaming so widely, his mouth threatened to split apart. He was holding an infant in his arms. Nisse was a human, and so her baby was naturally a humanoid as well. However, this infant….

Was like Gislason. Although it had the lineage of a divine beast, it wasn’t a true divine beast.

“Boss.” Bebe looked excitedly at Linley. “Look, this is my child. This is the child of me, Bebe! Haha…I, Bebe, have a child of my own as well!” Bebe was so excited, his entire body was shaking.

“Come, let me hold the child.” Beirut laughed.

“Right.” Bebe very carefully handed the child over to Beirut.

Beirut took a careful look at the child. “Oh, so it’s a girl. The lineage of the Godeater Rat in her veins isn’t bad. Still, to activate the divine beast lineage in her blood will be rather difficult.” Up till now, Beirut still had yet to find a perfect way to draw out the innate divine ability of his descendants.

The Four Divine Beasts clan had their ‘Ancestral Baptism’, allowing their descendants to possess the ability to Dragonform and even have the innate divine ability of a divine beast. But of course, the strength of the innate divine ability was connected to the purity of the lineage.

“Girls are good. Girls are good.” Bebe continued to beam, his lips wide.

Today he was simply too excited.

Bebe was a divine beast, the Godeater Rat. With such a monstrously powerful innate ability, naturally he wouldn’t have too many progeny. For example, although Beirut had three sons, they were triplets; that was the only reason why he had three. After that one time, Carolina never gave birth to any more children.

As for Linley, although he wasn’t a divine beast and thus wasn’t restricted as tightly by the universe, Taylor and Sasha were a ‘dragon-phoenix’ pair of twins as well who were born together. As for Wade, he was only born after they came to the Infernal Realm.

From this day onwards, Bebe eagerly devoted himself to raising his daughter.

The skies were clear and the air was fresh. Linley walked out of his room, and as he did, he saw that in the distance, there was a young woman seated in the meditative position on a patch of grass, training. This young woman had black hair, and her skin appeared crystalline, like jade.

This was Bebe’s daughter, Ina [Yi’na].

“It will be very hard for Ina to even become a Deity.” Linley sighed to himself. Although Ina had the lineage of a divine beast, she wasn’t a divine beast, after all. As for Beirut, he did not yet have a method which would have the effect of the ‘Ancestral Baptism’.

For now, Ina had to rely on herself. This was why, despite having trained for over a century, Ina was just a Saint.

“Uncle Linley.” Ina’s clear voice rang out. She had already stood up, and her lively, agile eyes looked just like her father’s. “You seem to be in an excellent mood. Do you have good news?”

Linley couldn’t help but laugh, “Ina, good eye. Right. I made a breakthrough.”

“Oh?” Ina’s eyes immediately lit up. “In which Elemental Law?”

“Fire.” Linley didn’t hide it.

Linley improved the slowest in fire. Although he had trained in it for over a thousand years by now, by now, Linley had only mastered four profound mysteries. In addition, Linley hadn’t even gotten a basic understanding of the other two profound mysteries.

By comparison, as for water, in which Linley had only trained for six or seven hundred years, he had already reached the late stage in his fifth mystery.

As for the wind, although he had mastered seven profound mysteries, he hadn’t gained any insights into the last two at all.

He still trained fastest in the Laws of the Earth.

The Laws of the Earth had six profound mysteries. Linley had already trained to the ‘bottleneck’ level in ‘Vitality’; with but a final step, he would reach the level of Highgod. In addition, he had begun to fuse the Profound Mysteries of Strength as well as the Essence of the Earth.

“One’s mentality really does have an impact on the speed of one’s training.” Linley side to himself.

“Uncle Linley, you are too amazing. Alas, I still haven’t become a Deity. In the entire gorge, I’m the only non-Deity. Last time, when I went to great grandfather’s place, everyone I saw was a Deity as well.” Ina said helplessly.

Beirut and Carolina both doted on Ina, and often invited her to visit them at their place.

“Don’t be dispirited.” Linley said consolingly. “When training in the Elemental Laws, one must be fully absorbed in pondering them and focus in training them. If you do that, you will improve. I have faith in you. You are much more patient than your father.”

“Right.” Ina nodded and laughed. “Father has no patience for training.”

“Hey, are you people talking about me?” A voice rang out from nearby, and Bebe walked out from his own room, staring at Ina. “Nana, are you saying bad things about me?”

Ina let out a lovable snort, turning her head and ignoring Bebe.

Bebe just rubbed his nose. “This kid isn’t as obedient as she used to be when she was young.”

Linley didn’t know whether to laugh or to cry. He originally had thought that since Bebe had a daughter, she would become the center of attention. But he was wrong…even after having a daughter, Bebe remained the same.

“Rumble…”

A spatial tremble suddenly swept out.

Linley’s face changed. He couldn’t help but turn his head. Although the spatial tremble came from far away and was already very weak, Linley could still sense it.

“What just happened?” Bebe’s expression grew focused as well, and he looked towards Linley.

“What is it?” Delia, Nisse, and Wade ran over as well.

“Come. Let’s take a look.” Linley led the way, flying into the air. Immediately, Bebe, Delia, Nisse, Ina, and Wade all followed, but as they flew out of the gorge, Linley’s group saw…

“This…” Linley stared, slack-jawed.

In the southern skies of the Skyrite Mountains, the entire area was clustered with people, who flew about like a horde of locusts. Quite a few people were launching attacks towards the mountain forests below.

“Boom!” “Boom!” “Boom!”

Those tree trunks exploded, and crevices in the ground appeared. Those spatial tremors from earlier had been caused from these attacks. However, these people were quite careful; despite attacking downwards, their attacks didn’t actually cause any harm to the Skyrite Mountains at all.

“So many people?” Linley felt his heart turn cold.

“Uncle Linley, how many people are there? There must be at least a few hundred thousand.” Ina stared dumbly.

“Not just a few hundred thousand!” Linley muttered.

At this moment, it wasn’t just Linley who felt his heart growing cold; throughout the Skyrite Mountains, members of the Four Divine Beasts clan were flying over, staring at the terrifying scene of countless people in the skies south of the Skyrite Mountains. Those people were currently attacking the mountain forests south of the Skyrite Mountains.

“Stay here. Don’t move.” Linley shouted. “If there’s any danger, immediately hurry back to the gorge. I’ll go to see the Patriarch first.”

“Don’t worry.” Bebe nodded.

Linley nodded slightly. He immediately flew at high speed towards the ‘dragon’s head’, the end of Dragon Avenue. And not just Linley; a good number of Elders were flying towards the Patriarch’s residence at high speed as well. On the way over, Linley met the Second Elder.

Linley saw Patriarch Gislason and some others in the distance. They, too, were looking towards the south.

“Patriarch.” Linley flew over.

“Linley, you came.” Gislason chuckled towards Linley. “Take a look and see the sort of game the eight great clans up to!”

“They really are the members of the eight great clans?” Linley had suspected this long ago.

“See for yourself.” Gislason turned his head to look towards the south.

Linley looked towards the south as well. Many experts were attacking the mountainous forests, and moments later, Linley understood as well. “They…they are setting up a foundation!” Within a large area, the trees were all destroyed, while at the same time, a solid foundation was being laid.

Soon…

Many of the clansmen belonging to the forces of the eight great clans came bearing giant stones, and they began to build one castle and estate after another! Given the power Deities possessed, especially when such an astonishingly large number of Deities worked together, in but half a day…

One castle and another was finished in the area to the south of the Skyrite Mountains.

The area in which these many castles were built was extremely close to the Skyrite Mountains. In addition, one could clearly tell that these castles were divided into eight areas.

Seeing this, the Four Divine Beast clansmen were stunned.

“What are they doing?” Elder Garvey couldn’t believe it.

“What are they doing? Setting up house next to us!” Gislason said gloomily.

Suddenly…

“Cowards of the Four Divine Beasts clan!” A wild, savage sound echoed throughout the air above the Skyrite Mountains. “Haha, I didn’t expect that the descendants of four Sovereigns would actually turtle up here in the Skyrite Mountains and be afraid to come out. Haha…”

All the clansmen living within the Skyrite Mountains heard this laughter.

All the clansmen were enraged.

“You fellows are quite good at hiding, aren’t you? Fine, then. Hide. Our eight great clans will just live right here next to you! As long as a single member of your clan exits the mountain, we will kill him or her! If you want, you can forever hide in there like cowards and never come out!”

“Haha…Four Divine Beasts clan? More like Four Pests clan! Haha…”

“Anyone with courage, step out. Our eight great clans will welcome you at any time! If you don’t have any courage…then just keep hiding!”

Waves of laughter continued to echo out from outside. Their voices shook the heavens like thunder, echoing within the Skyrite Mountains.


Empires rise and fall on the Yulan Continent. Saints, immortal beings of unimaginable power, battle using spells and swords, leaving swathes of destruction in their wake. Magical beasts rule the mountains, where the brave – or the foolish – go to test their strength. Even the mighty can fall, feasted on by those stronger. The strong live like royalty; the weak strive to survive another day.

This is the world which Linley is born into. Raised in the small town of Wushan, Linley is a scion of the Baruch clan, the clan of the once-legendary Dragonblood Warriors. Their fame once shook the world, but the clan is now so decrepit that even the heirlooms of the clan have been sold off. Tasked with reclaiming the lost glory of his clan, Linley will go through countless trials and tribulations, making powerful friends but also deadly enemies.

Come witness a new legend in the making. The legend of Linley Baruch. 

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