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

Although the effect of such cultivation was indeed very good, in the end, it was simply too uncomfortable.


Regarding this, Lin Qian even made a special trip back to the Huaxia Empire, holding his buttocks and complaining to Zhuge Ming, "Can't you adjust the effect of the potion? Like sparing my buttocks, for example?"


"Your Majesty, if we do that, the potency of the medicine will be greatly reduced, which really isn't advisable. I suggest that we don't make any changes, okay?" Zhuge Ming bowed with his hands clasped together and advised Lin Qian.


No matter what Lin Qian said, Zhuge Ming was not willing to modify the potion.


According to Zhuge Ming's words, once the potion was altered, Lin Qian's speed of advancement in his cultivation realm would significantly decline, which would not be beneficial to him.


In this regard, Zhuge Ming was very stubborn, completely disregarding Lin Qian's whims.


Chapter 200: The Eight-Armed Sea Clan's Sanctum City