The Lord of Taibai Water

The world was destroyed, the apocalypse descended, a new era began, and the right to survive as a Lord was granted to every person.
Domains, Heroes, Troops, Treasures, Resources—all of the countless servers constructed by the myriad continents were opened up.
Qin Muye looked at his panel, which was akin to cannon fodder, and his domain with its damaged suffix, and felt a strong urge to cry but no tears would come.
No divine talent, no hidden hints, no overpowered Profession.
"If that's the case, then I'll just have to adapt and live in a different way."

Your Lord Has A Screw Loose?

"The court's efficiency is indeed swift; students from academies everywhere were conscripted into the military camps at the earliest time, and sects have all responded to the call."


"Most of the noble families were also forced to offer up a large amount of martial power as sacrifices, due to political pressure."


"It must be said that Huang Family and Xiao Fan really have a fate—they've actually been assigned to the same military camp. This is bound to be a drama-filled slaughter."


Qin Muye sneered, he didn't need to think about the follow-up, as it was nothing more than Huang Family using their role as sacrifices to continuously suppress Xiao Fan, even assigning him missions tantamount to sending him to his death.


In the end, Xiao Fan would survive by the skin of his teeth, and then at some opportunity, he'd turn the tables and kill the Huang Family sacrifice, before making a great achievement and then moving on to the next map.


Chapter 490: Mobilization, The Ambitions of the Nobles