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

"Learn to imagine?" Upon hearing Lin Qian's words, the appraiser was stunned, apparently not understanding Lin Qian's intention.


Lin Qian took the broken sword from the appraiser's hands and, pointing to the break in the blade, said, "Master, please look, right in the center of the sword blade, there is a tiny hole."


"From the perspective of an artifact refiner, this hole was formed by a small attack piercing from the tip of the sword, creating this pattern on the center of the blade. The blade also shattered accordingly. I suppose that's what you were thinking, Master?"


After Lin Qian finished speaking, the appraiser slightly nodded. Some artifact refiners in the crowd also nodded softly, viewing the small hole on the blade in the same way.


Artifact refiners certainly understand soul devices. Seeing the tiny hole and comparing the fragmented traces on the blade, it wasn't difficult to infer that the force tearing the blade had burst from inside out.


Chapter 242 Space Stone