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[Identity revealed: see Chapters 97-98]
[Misunderstanding cleared up and the couple reunited: see Chapters 110-111]
The day A Longjia died, the world rejoiced.
The new emperor ordered the execution of the marshal, infamous for his brutality, in a far-off frontier star system. His crimes: treason, allowing the beast tide to run rampant, and destroying Dongji Star.
A Longjia was burned alive on the ruins of Dongji Star.
Twenty-eight years of fighting to the death vanished like ash.
The people who came to watch the execution fought over his ashes, swallowing them to vent their rage. In their eyes, he was the criminal who had destroyed Dongji Star, his hands stained with their loved ones' blood. As the flames soared into the sky, so did their cheers.
As his vision blurred, A Longjia wondered: why had it all come to this?
Was it because he had trusted the wrong person, with all his heart?
The new emperor's face surfaced before him: delicate and pale, clad in a scarlet cloak. On the day of his coronation, A Longjia had watched him turn and stride toward the throne of the universe.
When they first met, the new emperor had been merely the emperor's illegitimate son, a pale child with quiet, lonely eyes.
Now he was emperor in his own right, wearing the banner of a blazing lion. All the world bowed to him, and the blood of his brothers had stained his exalted throne.
Dark clouds hung low, and the world lay in gloom. The new emperor, still a child, had embraced him in a pool of blood. “You are my only... friend!”
“So are you.”
His one and only friend now wanted him dead.
As death drew near, regret came over him. You aren't that child anymore.
You're the emperor!
Climb higher, over my bones and blood.
*
Seven years later, A Longjia was reborn as a beggar in the frontier star region.
When he opened his eyes again, the world had changed completely. He saw the sky swallowed by enormous, uncanny shadows. Entities ran rampant, and the rules of the world had become alien. The anomalies he had failed to destroy had erupted in full force. The three-thousand-year-long night was finally nearing its end, and the last of civilization teetered on the brink of collapse.
Everything was sliding into the abyss of the occult.
The flame of humanity was about to go out.
A Longjia wandered for a time in silence, then finally picked up a gun.
In humanity's final hour, a beggar from a backwater planet streaked through three thousand years of darkness like a shooting star. The most defiant genius, the fiercest mecha warrior: he emerged from obscurity beneath the scornful eyes of the world, fought his way through one polluted planet after another, and flattened stretches of alien territory, saving a collapsing civilization. Every battle he promised to fight ended in victory.
The dawn he proclaimed would surely come.
Years later, A Longjia had made a name for himself across the stars as a mere beggar. When he returned to the imperial capital, his military achievements shaking the world, he entered the Sacred Court amid flowers and bright cloaks. The emperor seated above him trembled, tears in his eyes.
The sword of investiture clattered to the ground.
The emperor watched the young man walk toward the throne, step by step. He looked so much like him, so very much like him. The emperor stood frozen, blood running from his eyes.
Could he be an old friend, someone he could barely even see in his dreams? For ten years, he had repaid kindness with betrayal. They had been teacher and friend, alive and dead.
Unable to speak, he reached out with a trembling hand to touch the young man's head.
“I will make amends with my life. I promise you a lifetime of peace and happiness.”
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Plot-driven, with A Longjia as the pursuer and Chen Ji as the pursued. Marshal gong x emperor shou, 1v1, both pure.
Content warnings:
1. Special mecha setting: biological mechas, with living organisms inside.
2. An alternate-universe interstellar war against the backdrop of anomalies descending upon the world.
3. The leads have a misunderstanding, which will be cleared up.
Coming soon: "Taming the Chosen One of Qidian"
After transmigrating, Ji Haoyue gained a golden finger: Appraisal.
He could appraise anything.
He appraised the rooster in front of the gate. It read: “Five-colored brocade-feathered rooster, with a trace of great demon blood.”
He appraised the rusty scrap of iron he'd casually dug up beneath the house. It read: “A fragment of the Divine Sword of the Great Emperor Zhenwu, from the Primordial Era.”
He appraised his dilapidated house, half its roof tiles missing. It read: “The eye of the Immortal-Slaying Formation!”
He appraised the big white goose guarding the village. It read: “Overlord of the Riverlands!”
Ji Haoyue laughed. This golden finger was pretty funny.
Until he pointed it at himself.
He appraised himself. It read: “Corpse of □□.”
“Touched upon a great terror. Data corrupted: K̵̢̨̛͇̙̪̫̘̹͍̎̄͌̊͋͑͘ư̴̧̡̙͍͎̪̙̰̫̮̎͌̓̈́͊̈͠r̸̡̛̯̹̟̙̳͍̰̖̘͙̓͌̅͌̈́͐̚͠ơ̷̢̙̙̺̟̳̫̹͈̙͙̂̓̈́͌̈́͒̑̚n̴̢̧̛̙̺̳̟̫͍̪̫͙͍̓͊̈́͒̌̓͝į̴̡̛̙̺̟̳̫̹͈̖͙̓̈́͌̈́͒̚͠k̷̢̨̛͇̙̪̫̘̹͍̎̄͌̊͋͑͘a̴̧̡̛̙͍̎͌̓̈́͊̈͠.̸̡̛̯̹̟̙̳͍̰̖̘͙̓͌̅͌̈́͐̚...”
Ji Haoyue refused to believe it.
He appraised the utterly ordinary village. It read: “Primordial Forbidden Ground, Tomb of the Ancient Mortal Emperor!”
Ji Haoyue went from skeptical to gradually numb.
He climbed onto the courtyard wall and, still refusing to believe it, pointed at the neighbor next door: the little orphan he'd just fed a mouthful of horse milk. Surely even this little brat couldn't have some grand origin?!
He appraised the little kid next door, who was spitting up milk. It read: “Protagonist. The Chosen One himself!”
*
As Ji Haoyue's cultivation improved and his realm advanced, the descriptions from Appraisal grew more and more detailed.
He began to see lengthy annotations explaining an object's background or current state.
By chance, he met the neighbor boy he'd once raised on horse milk.
Ji Haoyue immediately appraised him.
“Protagonist. The Chosen One himself. Daoist heir of the Longevity Jade Palace. Bearer of this era's fortune. A destined node in the River of Time, certain to attain the Dao.”
“Current status: under the effects of Aphrodisiac Powder (highlighted in red).”
“Thoughts: Love love love love love love love love love love, I've finally found you. Man, do you know who loves you? The ruler of this age, the dream of cultivators, the reflection of the heavens, Li Fan Li Yutang. Give in to me, and I'll guarantee your path to the Great Dao will be smooth. I'm so hot. I want to * so badly, I want you to ** me.”
Amid the gasps of the onlookers, Ji Haoyue stared at the protagonist himself, clad in black and descending from the sky with a defiant air and dark desire in his eyes. The corner of his mouth twitched.
Seriously, man.
The female lead's role had fallen from the sky and landed on the protagonist's former wet nurse.
*
On the final day of this era, Ji Haoyue stood in white, holding the Taixu Fan, far above countless worlds.
At last, he appraised himself one more time.
An alarm rang out:
“Power beyond all calculation.”
“Among men, a god; among horses, Lu Bu!”
“After two hundred years since transmigrating, you truly made the protagonist your mount and rode the Chosen One!”
“The protagonist conquers the world, but you conquer the protagonist. The pride of manhood lies beneath your feet, eating your dust.”
“Primordial Emperor, who became an Ancestor of the Dao. The first person throughout history to transcend the realm. You toyed with all humanity once. Purged it once. Fooled it once. Then you climbed over them to reach the summit of the world.”
“King of transmigrators and men who love men. Ruler of scoundrels and lotus-shaking ways. Master of dirty talk. The closer your hand gets to the sword hilt, the farther away the protagonist gets.”
“Titles bestowed: Dragon (Chosen One) Knight, World-Ravaging Douluo, Qidian's Rampaging Beast. King of Scoundrels.”
“World-Ravaging Archfiend!”
Ji Haoyue lightly waved his paper fan, his long sideburns fluttering in the breeze. He smiled faintly.
“Heh, you're too kind!”
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Theme: The future is boundless
I feel so sad when I see it. A mortal little dragon cannot protect His Majesty, and it is difficult for an inhuman little dragon to stay with His Majesty. But all His Majesty wants from the beginning to the end is to be with the little dragon forever 🙏😭
Meow Meow Meow bought a new chapter! Every time I watch the "Rules and Monsters" genre, I feel so scary when I see the rules... But I still finish it by accident (.`ω´) It feels like I saw this article 22 years ago, so long ago. But what I didn't expect is that it's not finished yet, and I didn't stop reading it in the end... I found that the writing was very good, so I accidentally stayed up a few nights to finish it, and now I can only wait for the update hahaha ❤️ 🙏
Damn it, the marshal's combat prowess is still reliable. I'm really looking forward to the plot of rebellion in the later period. How strong will it be by then...
I think Alongjia is going crazy. After fighting against anomalies all his life, he found out that he is actually the human body of God, the source of the anomalies. Every abnormal event that happened after that, and the existence that caused him to go crazy because of the anomalies, made him lose his sanity.
After hoarding for a long time, I finally tied it up again. Xql is really cute🎉I felt so sorry for Your Majesty when I read the end of this chapter. How can a mortal leave behind a god? Watching him rush towards his destined destiny and the throne of God, only endless love and hope can be woven into a thread, so that Zhuan can still feel the pull when he steps to the highest place. The long night will eventually dawn, and I hope you will return triumphantly.
I feel that this four-fold fish character is simply a vivid sketch (I checked and found that there are still such four-fold character, I have learned a lot) Come on, author!
The One descends from the spiritual level to the material level, and then rises from the material level to the spiritual level, thus achieving complete transcendence. Alongjia is experiencing tribulations and emotional tribulations. This is the calamity of love in my mind. Nowadays, many novels and comics have gone astray. The calamity of love is the calamity of the heart, the predicament and detachment of the heart. It's not some crazy thing like love and love, killing one's wife to achieve enlightenment. Your perfection, your identity, your stance, your dreams, your love, your network of human relationships, what should you do, what can you do. What are you going to do? What are you capable of doing. This is calamity.
This wife's stockings are so funny, help... And using the college entrance examination to threaten the parents of high school seniors (, that's very bad, Marshal
No wonder Alongjia is banned, because the ability is here😂
Remembered. . Deadly six-headed shark Smith Marseille (