From the Start as a Dung Shoveler, I Trained for Three Years to Capture the Shi Emperor

[Comedy + wacky antics + companions + passionate adventure]

A hundred thousand troops from the Beixuan Kingdom are at the gates. Is the northern border about to fall?

A young man casually snaps his fingers and calmly steps out of the crowd.

Before half an hour has passed, the enemy has retreated a hundred li, and over half the soldiers of Great Xia have fainted.

“Stay back! Why do you smell like a pile of shit?”

“Which heartless bastard did this? Do you have any idea you’re polluting the environment?”

The young man merely smiles and walks away, leaving his distinctive stench to linger in the air.

Later, someone asks the young man, “Emperor Qin, what is your real name, and how did you manage to unify the Divine Profound Continent?”

The young man sinks into deep reflection.

“My name is Qin Zheng. Before I enlisted, they all called me the stinky dung hauler. Then I met a fortune-telling Taoist. He said I had the makings of a big brother...”