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

"Ghost Market... there is really a lot of money here."


The youth glanced at himself, clad in simplicity; on the surface, the most valuable thing he possessed was that pine pattern ancient sword, an heirloom left by Elder Zu. It was said to be a mystical weapon but actually lacked the many mysteries it was rumored to have; its material was simply extremely special, strong and unyielding like the pines on South Mountain.


Li Guanyi tapped his forehead with a bent finger.


Information about Zhenbei City, the Qilin Hunting Conference, and Lady Hua Rui.


In the end, Li Guanyi had only one choice; he found a new place and spent those five pieces of silver on a robe, he also needed to buy a mask. But with the little money left, he could only afford the most ludicrous of masks.


"With ten coppers, you can't buy anything!"


Chapter 12: The Tenth Assassin in the World, Reappears on Earth!_4