Dusk in a Midsummer’s Day

Among the professional strategy warfare gamers on earth, Lin Qian easily emerged as the strongest within the industry. After all, there weren’t many who could defeat a perfect example of a hardcore casher!
With a twist of fate, the extravagant gamer left the world in an unfortunate accident. Leaving behind his wealth, he was transmigrated.
In this new world, Lin Qian had absolutely nothing he could be proud of. As an alchemist, his brewing pot exploded. As an iron welder, cast-iron turned scrap metals. Not to mention, his dismal talents extended to spiritual arrays and beyond. Besides his slightly above average talent in cultivation, he did not possess anything else that had even a slight semblance to a talent.
Yet, life was not all bleak. On one fateful day, he discovered a revolutionary change. The mega-empire which dominated the gaming servers, the very land which he reigned over as emperor, had followed him through his transmigration. Not just so, the invulnerable generals, lieutenants, and the million men army had escaped the realm of mere codes and gained the breath of life.
Now, as living beings, they swore their allegiance and lives to him, their Peerless Emperor.

The Peerless Emperor

The seal clashed with the huge wave midair, exploding open, and unleashed a strong Soul Power fluctuation that resonated around.


Qi Force shot out in all directions, one stream turning into a spiral and hurtling towards Lin Qian.


"Hmph!" Catching sight of the incoming Qi Force, Lin Qian snorted coldly, his fingers curling into a fist to swing it forward.


The Qi Force collided with Lin Qian's bare fist and shattered, dissipating into the air.


People on the square all looked up, eyes fixed above.


There, in the sky, hung a Cloud Boat, no different in size from the one Qin Wushuang owned and very similar in appearance.


And at the prow of this Cloud Boat stood an indifferent middle-aged man, with his hands clasped behind his back, his body still emanating faint traces of Soul Power.


Clearly, the person who had previously launched an attack on Lin Qian and Ye Xin was this man standing at the head of the bed.


Chapter 70: Opening of Middle Ages Relics