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

It seemed as though he had been severely beaten; his nose was swollen and his bruises had not yet faded.


Nevertheless, he proudly carried himself with a lifted chin, displaying a certain self-pride and arrogance.


It was the young civil servant, the Vice Minister's son, Yan Daiqing, who was involved in the brawl with Li Guanyi at Changfeng Building, or more accurately, who was unilaterally beaten up. The people around must have also been sons from civil servant aristocratic families.


The aristocratic sons looking at Li Guanyi chuckled and said, "Ah, isn't this Colonel Li Guanyi in his crimson robe? A military advisor below the eighth rank, why are you dressed in plain clothes today?"


They teased him with a tone of lightness as if they delighted in the young man's difficulties.


They felt as if they themselves had won.


Yan Daiqing said, "Alright, let's go to the banquet."


Chapter 127: Repay Kindness, Seek Revenge_2