Yan ZK

The world had been in chaos for over three hundred years.
In the Central Plains, singing and dancing never ceased, foreign tribes sharpened their weapons and fed their horses, Sword Immortals roamed the Martial World, and famed generals quelled unrest in all directions.
Five years before the great upheaval, the young Pharmacist Li Guanyi committed murder on a rainy night.
At last, he opened his eyes and saw this chaotic human world.
Underneath the hooves of horses lay piles of bleached bones – famed generals, beauties, the Martial World, Divine Weapons, commoners, Dharma Forms.
Since ancient times, only white bones and yellow sand remained on the fields!
Confucian Scholars, crushed beneath iron hooves; Buddhas, swept away by long spears!
"I, Daoist Li Guanyi, invite this world to its death!"

Peace Order

Upon hearing the name Li Guanyi, Li Zhaowen initially paused, a moment of hesitation flashing across her face before looking at the sword-wearing young man reaching for the lotus pods, thinking of their two encounters, his mastery of both literature and the martial arts, and his carefree boldness.


Suddenly, Li Zhaowen burst into loud laughter, sitting there as if her joy surpassed even Li Guanyi's previous declaration that the wine was worth its price, she pointed at him with her hand that was as white as jade and repeatedly prodded Li Guanyi, exclaiming, "Ha ha ha, Li Guanyi, Li Guanyi!"


The slightly tipsy youth lifted the wine jar and asked, "Li Zhaowen, what are you laughing about?"


Li Zhaowen replied, "What a fine name!"


Chapter 118: When the Phoenix Meets, Heroes Young and Old!