The game of national destiny, I am a reincarnator for a hundred lifetimes.

"To carry a bridal sedan chair, they actually mobilized eighteen top-notch and strong bodyguards from the Zhenyuan Escort Agency. Such a lineup can be described as luxurious. It is evident that their steps were unsteady and they sank three feet into the ground... But this strange sedan chair is only the size of a seven or eight-year-old child."

The Zhenyuan Escort Agency is renowned for only accepting martial arts champions as escorts.

These bodyguards, having joined the organization, trained their bodies day and night, consuming countless precious medicinal herbs. As a result, each of them was extremely wealthy. Hiring eighteen of them at once was definitely not something an ordinary person could do!

Lu Chuan retrieved his monocular telescope and stood atop the tallest, bare tree.

My toes were stepping on a dead branch.

The withered branches swayed, seemingly about to break but not quite; it was hard to imagine that they could support a man weighing over 100 pounds.

"There should be a surprise inside the bridal sedan chair. It's my first encounter with this enemy, so I hope the initial attack is powerful enough not to disappoint me."

In the distance, a retro-style sedan chair suddenly came to a stop.

A cold wind swept by, the curtain was lifted, and for a fleeting moment an abnormally shriveled figure was revealed, before the curtain was closed again in an instant.

Immediately, the eighteen burly bodyguards, their eyes losing their black and filled with murky white, turned around, their faces aligned with the bare tree where Lu Chuan was. They bent backward, their palms on the ground, and charged forward like a pack of wolves.

The two sides were several hundred feet apart, a distance that would take an ordinary person half an incense stick to travel, but they only needed a dozen or so breaths to arrive!

Lu Chuan waited calmly.

He transmigrated to a small village and lived peacefully for many years. Apart from being forbidden from leaving the village, he had no major troubles until the system appeared and was activated. Only then was he surprised to find that he had arrived in a world full of fantasy dynasties, where humans, monsters, demons, and mad cultivators coexisted.

Anyone who stays in the village can obtain the protection of the dynasty behind it.

The areas outside the protection of the talisman are called wastelands. The vastness of the wastelands is said to be greater than all the fantasy dynasties combined. It is a world where monsters, demons, and mad cultivators freely revel. Those who enter without strength will be reduced to ashes if they are unlucky. It is extremely dangerous.

However, the wasteland is not entirely dangerous.

The founders of the former fantasy dynasty joined forces to explore many safe routes and regularly cleared hidden dangers around the routes, creating escort routes for transporting various supplies. As a result, the escorts came into being.

As time went by and many dynasties became corrupt, the goods transported by bodyguards became increasingly irrelevant to the common people.

The robbers have appeared.

As the name suggests, the demonic pills that fight with the caravan guards come from diverse backgrounds, including starving villagers, descendants of impoverished nobles, spies from other dynasties, and mad cultivators who have regained their senses... When something bad happens in Lu Chuan's village, the system awakens at the right time and is forced to become a caravan robber.

The first hijacking mission issued by the system was for that strange bridal sedan chair.

At that moment... the branches beneath my feet were shaking wildly, and my thoughts returned to reality.

I glanced at it.

Eighteen burly bodyguards stood in a line at the base of the tree, like eagles snatching chicks. The one at the very front, his face bruised and blue, braced himself against the bare tree and rammed it with all his might, his white eyeballs almost falling to the ground.

The bare tree was being hit repeatedly, emitting screams from women.

"Alright, do you think it's easy for people to live all these years? Grandpa, get down here, no need for you to bother."

He moved with the speed of a sparrow, breaking seven or eight tree branches as he landed.

Every time a branch breaks, the bare tree groans.

The eighteen strong bodyguards were slightly stunned and stood frozen in place.

They weren't stupid. The long-haired man in front of them, dressed in all black, with a mahogany sword sheath at his waist and a small braid, smiled calmly, as if he had just come to join in the fun. They were instantly annoyed, raised their hands, their nails grew long and black, and roared as they tore at him.

"Body Tempering Period"

Lu Chuan instantly recognized his opponent's skill level, unleashing a flurry of punches and kicks, the force of which struck the throat, bridge of the nose, eyeballs, chin... each move precise and modern, even including a few forbidden techniques that had been strictly forbidden from being passed down.

The bodyguards either fell to the ground, were thrown into the air, or stumbled backward...

It collapsed in an instant.

With the foundation of being the top international special forces soldier in his previous life, coupled with his early Foundation Establishment cultivation, he could easily take down these lackeys.

A sharp cry rang out from afar.

Eighteen strong cultivators responded, their limbs twisting as they frantically crawled back.

Lu Chuan remained calm and composed, standing still.

Look forward.

It was eerily quiet, as if nothing had just happened.

But he was certain that the other party would come; if not, he would chase after them. Once he caught up, the sedan chair would run away, but the sedan chair ran like a tortoise, so the other party had no choice.

suddenly!

The earth trembled violently.

Ahead, dust billowed as eighteen burly bodyguards carried the bridal sedan chair, leaping and bounding up to ten zhang high. In a matter of moments, they arrived right in front of Lu Chuan. Then, the bodyguards all knelt on one knee, their black fingernails slicing open their wrists, blood spurting out.

The blood didn't fall to the ground; it was sucked directly into the bridal sedan chair.

The curtain was lifted.

Inside... inside was a paper figure dressed in a phoenix-colored wedding gown, with empty eyes, holding a square piece of brocade-yellow cloth in its hand, staring at Lu Chuan, giving off a terrifying and unsettling feeling of something dead coming back to life. Its wedding gown continuously emitted a blood mist, and the stench was overwhelming.

The eighteen bodyguards' pupils turned black again, their expressions a mixture of clarity and fear:

"It's over, the Zhenyuan Escort Agency is doomed!"

"The guests who pay for escort services are royalty; it is strictly forbidden that anyone lift the sedan chair during the journey."

"Damn it, you still have the nerve to talk about escorting goods?"

"Who cut my wrist?!"

"Damn it, mine got ripped off too..."

They immediately scurried away, their faces ashen, watching as the paper figure in the bridal sedan chair moved its red shoes, slowly lowered itself, and made strange, gurgling noises as it approached Lu Chuan, who was clearly in a daze.

Royal family?

Lu Chuan was overwhelmed by a flood of memories...

When he first transmigrated to the small village, Brother Aniu was the first to find him in the stone coffin. He provided him with food and drink and treated him like his own younger brother. The simple young villagers would take the time to tease Lu Chuan, an outsider, whenever they had a spare moment. There was also Qing'er, the village chief's daughter who had just turned eighteen. She had a fair complexion and a graceful figure. She secretly tasted the forbidden fruit with him, and the sheets were stained crimson. Soon after, she experienced morning sickness... This was a warmth from the world that he, an orphan in his previous life, had never felt before.

On the very day that Qing'er was about to tell her parents that she was going to marry Lu Chuan, a huge black shadow fell from the sky.

A terribly ugly toad.

It has eight legs, each thicker than an adult elephant, and an astonishingly large mouth. With a flick of its tongue, it can engulf the entire village, lift it up from the ground, and devour it!

He was used to sleeping in a stone coffin on the edge of the village. Having escaped death, the coffin lid was lifted, and he caught a glimpse of the giant toad leaping away. Standing on it was a young man in a brocade yellow python robe. His face was not visible, but only royalty could wear brocade yellow clothing!

The founders of various dynasties had long ago made an oath that no one in any dynasty was allowed to harm ordinary citizens.

But on that day,

Reincarnated relatives are dead without a burial, new friends have fallen to the underworld, lovers and children have both perished—three tragedies befall him, plunging him into the darkest hour of his life.

That day,

The spoiled sons of the royal family openly broke their solemn oath and committed a blood debt!

That royal scion, Lu Chuan wants him to die a horrible death!

The paper figure let out a strange, whimpering laugh, as if mocking the wooden blockhead in front of it.

That was amazing just now.

Now that his true form has been revealed, he was so terrified that he didn't move at all.

She slowly raised her hand, aiming it at Lu Chuan's forehead. The blood mist emanating from her wedding dress gradually condensed between her fingers, forming a cone shape. The next moment, once it took shape, it would pierce the skin below Lu Chuan's brow.

"Snapped!"