Great Gan Lord Dynasty, Eastern Peak Road, Eastern Ridge City.
The setting sun was setting in the west, and the blood-colored afterglow scattered down, casting a hazy shadow over the city.
In a mansion that was connected by many buildings, figures dressed in brocade clothes and embroidered spring sabers walked in and out hurriedly.
Side courtyard.
A young man stood tall. He was dressed in white mourning clothes and had an embroidered spring knife on his waist. He was tall and had a pale and handsome face. His double-edged eyebrows slanted into his temples, adding to his heroic spirit. Just by standing there, he had an extraordinary temperament.
"Ye Huang, this is a mission from Baihu Niu. You've been in mourning for half a year and your resume is blank. You can't refuse this mission!”
"Centurion Niu asked us to tell you that the Brocade Guard doesn't take in idle people. We've already done our best by forgiving you for half a year. Even if your father used to be a Centurion here, you still have to follow the rules.”
Ye Huang looked calmly at the fat and thin men in front of him, who were dressed in brocade clothes but could not hide their opportunism. He reached out and took a letter from their hands. There were words on it.
"At noon four days later, intercept the supplies that the Zhuang family's seventh master sent to the Lingyun Mountain bandit lair?”
Ye Huang glanced at it and sneered.
"I understand."
He responded with an expression of sending the guest off.
"Sigh, what kind of attitude is this? Shouldn't I at least give you a token of appreciation when I send you a message?”
Fatty was dissatisfied. He rubbed his fingers and said coldly.
"Get lost. If you dare to say another word, I'll chop you up.”
Ye Huang's expression turned cold as he held his sword and shouted. The Embroidered Uniform Guards in the distance stared at him with unfriendly expressions.
When Ye Huang's father, Ye Jingtang, was a centurion, he treated his subordinates very well and many people were grateful.
"Xiao Huang, did these two little people bully you?”
A middle-aged man as tall and sturdy as an ox walked over while holding an embroidered spring knife. The fat and thin duo immediately shrunk their necks and turned around to run without saying a word.
"It's okay, Uncle Kuan. They wouldn't dare.”
Ye Huang said to the middle-aged man with a smile.
"Sigh…you…if you have any difficulties, just come and find me.”
Uncle Kuan patted him on the shoulder and hesitated. Finally, he turned around and strode away.
Ye Huang closed the door slowly. Sighs echoed outside.
The courtyard door closed.
Ye Huang went to the mourning hall with his sword.
Ye Jingtang's memorial tablet."
Looking at the memorial tablet, he sighed and knelt down, placing the saber on his knees.
"Father, oh father, you left at the wrong time.”
He sighed in disappointment and sank into his memories.
Ye Huang was not from this world. He had transmigrated to this world ten years ago.
The spiritual energy in this world was rich, and martial arts flourished.
Every martial arts expert pursued the same goal, which was to shatter the void and become an immortal or demon!
It would be a lie to say that there was no pressure to survive in such a world.
Fortunately, Ye Huang's father, Ye Jingtang, was from the Imperial Secret Service of the Great Qian Dynasty in the Central Plains. He had reached the Connate Realm. As the leader and centurion of the Westridge East City, his status was almost unquestionable. Therefore, Ye Huang had a good life in the past.
Unfortunately, there were unpredictable events. Six months ago, Ye Jingtang died mysteriously as he was ordered by the City Lord to investigate some matters regarding the century-old Zhuang Family in Ling Dong City.
Ye Huang's life was not easy since he had temporarily replaced the position of deputy centurion.
Now that this Centurion Niu had a connection with the Zhuang family, who was suspected to have caused the death of his father, Ye Jingtang, his sinister intentions were obvious when he received the mission to kill the Zhuang family's Seventh Master.
This was a death talisman.
With his strength, it would be more like sending himself to his death rather than killing him.
Escaping was impossible.
The Jinyiwei had a strict household registration system, and anyone who escaped would face the pursuit of the entire system.
With Ye Huang's abilities, he would die anyway.
What should he do?
This problem was right in front of him.
"In the end, his aptitude is too poor, and he hasn't made any achievements in his martial arts cultivation over the years. Otherwise, I could have broken the situation with my own strength. I don't care if you're Baihu Niu or the Zhuang family, I'll just kill them all.”
Ye Huang sighed regretfully.
At this moment, a strange notification suddenly sounded.
[The System has gathered enough energy and started to activate…]
…33%…65%…100%, activation complete!
The martial arts fusion system is at your service.
A cold and mechanical voice sounded.
"System?"
Ye Huang was delighted. This was something that he had been talking about for the past ten years.
"Although it's a little late, it's still there.”
He thought to himself and quickly began to ask about the functions of the system.
Fifteen minutes later.
Ye Huang knelt on the cushion, his eyes filled with enlightenment.
The so-called martial arts fusion system was to turn the characters from the martial arts novels that he was familiar with in his previous life into templates for him to fuse with. There would be a limit to the fusion progress.
Only when the fusion degree reached 100 would a new character fusion be activated, and the power would show a gradual relationship.
There were two ways to increase the Harmonization Rate. One was to train hard, and the other was to gain Reputation Points.
The so-called reputation points were used to make a name for oneself in the game. After obtaining reputation, one would naturally accumulate some points. These reputation points could be used to exchange for characters in the mall. It was very convenient.
Ye Huang was excited after learning about it. There were too many familiar characters in the metal-type and ancient-type. Even if their strength was not the best in this world, their state of mind was also very high. It was enough for him to be invincible if he could integrate with a grandmaster.
Due to the high level of power in the current world, the system has prepared a transition gift bag for you. Do you want to receive it?
"Of course!"
Ye Huang smiled.
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