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

Li Guanyi thought of the young lady from Guan Yi City and asked, "Where is it from?"


Ling Pingyang's face carried a slight smile as he replied, "Jiangnan."


It was not a letter from the young lady.


Li Guanyi felt a bit of regret, or rather, a strong sense of caution made the young man want to avoid this letter. However, Ling Pingyang had already taken it, and on the letter paper was a fine brushwork painting of a willow branch.


Yan Daiqing, a scholar from southern Chen Country, excelled in swordsmanship, internal politics, fine brushwork painting, and had an elegant and refined literary style.


Especially adept at swinging stools in group fights.


Li Guanyi looked at the letter from Yan Daiqing, feeling conflicted like the moment when exam results were released, forcing him to look even though he was reluctant, but after glancing at Ling Pingyang, he sighed and opened the letter.


"It must be again about how much deficit there is in Jiangnan."


Chapter 86: Mr. Wen He, Li Guanyi is here!