I am Jinshan Youxia

Before any conversation could take place, Zhang Chengyi lifted Emperor Zhao Xu up. With a simple slap of his hand, the force of his palm sent the armored soldiers crashing through doors and windows and flying out. He then strolled leisurely with the prisoners outside.

With each step, they could cover more than ten meters, and in the blink of an eye, they arrived in the courtyard, where the Imperial Guards and palace experts poured out of the pavilion.

Zhang Chengyi didn't run far. Instead, he jumped onto the roof, let go of the hand, pulled a wine gourd from his waist and handed it over. Pointing to the moon in the sky with one finger, he said, "Your Majesty, today I invite you to enjoy the moon and drink wine."

Because Zhao Xu often dreamed of riding a tall horse to break through enemy lines and leading a million troops to conquer the capital, he remained calm even while on the rooftop and was captured. He said coldly, "The emperor will not drink with traitors."

"Quickly save my child!" Empress Dowager Gao cried out as she was helped out of the pavilion.

The imperial guards jumped up like fleas, but Xiao Feng, standing in the shadows, took a step forward, releasing and withdrawing his inner energy, and the imperial guards fell to the ground with a series of crackling sounds.

"Ha~"

Zhang Chengyi was not angered by Zhao Xu's attitude. He pulled out the stopper, leisurely took a sip of the fruit wine brewed by Wu Yazi, and then casually slapped Zhao Xu.

"boom!"

A deep, enormous palm print was blasted into the open ground not far away by the force of the palm strike. The ground shook, and panicked screams rose and fell. The Empress Dowager, whose health was already poor, turned pale and could not stand steadily. She almost fell to the ground.

Zhao Xu suppressed his inner terror and tried his best to remain calm, but in the end, he still revealed his panic and confusion. He was thinking about how to exonerate the court from its campaign against Leigu Mountain.

To everyone's surprise, Zhang Chengyi completely ignored him and instead looked at Xiao Feng, saying, "This is the emperor."

"The commander of the Imperial Guard in this palace is a confidant of the Empress Dowager, the head of the eunuchs is a trusted confidant of the Empress Dowager, and the civil and military officials of the court are all appointed by the Empress Dowager."

"Today, I will invite him to the rear pavilion of the Chongqing Hall where the Empress Dowager resides."

"If the Empress Dowager is not happy, the young emperor will have no choice but to sit obediently on the throne like a clay statue."

A look of humiliation flashed in Zhao Xu's eyes. He wanted to rebuke the other party, but he couldn't utter a single word.

The power of that palm strike just now almost destroyed his understanding of martial arts and his courage to resist. No matter how much he wanted to go to the battlefield, he was just an 'emperor' staying in the palace.

Xiao Feng remained silent, looking at Zhao Xu, a thought flashing through his mind: "[He is not like a ruler]."

“Hey~” Zhang Chengyi continued, “Times have changed, Lao Xiao.”

"With our martial arts skills, there is no place in the world that can be a danger. Even this imperial palace is a place we can come and go as we please."

He spoke without trying to hide from others, and his voice was quite loud. The imperial guards and soldiers below listened, but none of them dared to utter a sound.

"A knight-errant uses martial arts to break the law, but what if martial arts are the rule of the world?"

He held his wine gourd and drank with the moon, then laughed loudly, "The fist is power."

"Old Xiao, you haven't forgotten, have you?"

"Before we part, I have something to say to you." Zhang Chengyi tossed the remaining half of the wine gourd over, pointed at Zhao Xu, and said:

"He can be replaced!"

"The journey through the martial world is long; we shall meet again someday!"

After saying that, he lightly tapped his foot and suddenly rose into the sky. His true energy was released in an orderly manner along the meridians and acupoints of his lower limbs. With the support of the lightness skill that Wu Yazi had researched and named the Dance of the Sky Technique, he flew out of the imperial city as if riding the clouds and mist, under the moonlight and in full view of everyone.

Xiao Feng stared at the empty sky, his mind racing. For some reason, when he thought of the emperor's pathetic state earlier, something seemed to break through his mind, and something else rose up.

He can be replaced...

Dividing line

Author's Note: This chapter concludes the main story of Tian Long Ba Bu. If you are interested in the sequel to the Tian Long Ba Bu world, you can skip to the sequel volume.

Chapter 62 Towards the Future

It's back.

Zhang Chengyi felt a familiar emptiness and, in a very human-like way, let out a long breath inside his head.

After leaving Bianliang, he randomly chose a direction and dug an underground pit with his bare hands using the Six Meridians Divine Sword in an unfamiliar mountain. Since he didn't need to breathe after using the Turtle Breathing Technique, his internal energy was inexhaustible and he was never worried about running out of true energy. When he logged out of the game, he used the speed-up gear to accelerate world time and slow down his body time, making several years feel like a day.

Considering that going too fast might cause him to miss many things, and that he might not see some old friends again in the future, he hesitated for a moment and then adjusted the time to one month/twenty years, that is, one month in his body would pass while twenty years would pass in the world.

Because his physical body is outside the world, his own time is the anchor point, and the game time is synchronized when he logs into different worlds.

In other words, if he finds a safe place in the world and stays there for a month or two, he can see if there will be any breakthroughs in martial arts in the future.

It's alright that it went from a martial arts RPG to an idle/raising game. He played a variety of games when he was on Earth, and the sense of accomplishment from an idle/raising game is definitely plentiful.

Let's log into a game next.

Zhang Chengyi had only been outside the world for a short while when the feeling of emptiness spread rapidly from the inside out. His senses and emotions seemed to be constantly slipping away. There was nothing outside the world, and he could feel nothing. For a 'human', it was too torturous.

With a thought, countless stars flooded his mind. The reason he couldn't determine which world he had logged into was simply because these worlds were all too small.

In his perception, trying to determine what the countless worlds truly are is like a person lying on the beach trying to see what is carved inside a single grain of sand.

He couldn't squeeze in himself; countless worlds were just sand in his eyes, so how could a 'person' squeeze into sand?

Therefore, he wanted to find a body to accommodate him, as breaking through the original world was a basic requirement.

[Hopefully, these are worlds with a decent level of power.]

Zhang Chengyi casually picked out a few grains of sand. After activating his ability, his consciousness split and entered the 'sand', thus entering the 'game'.

[Underlying Data Connection]

[Sensory Synchronization]

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In a certain world, Zhang Chengyi (Number One) opened his eyes. Well, what he saw was not something clear, but rather as if he were looking at things through a layer of frosted glass. The whole world was blurry.

Oh no, am I so unlucky as to have logged into a blind person's body?

Immediately afterwards, an almost insane appetite surged up, and he completely ignored what the game character had to do with him, a player. However, he vaguely sensed that something was wrong and quickly opened the status bar and attribute panel.

[Zombification]

[Strength +-] [Speed ​​+-] [Rot ​​+-] [Infection +-]

Oh wow.

Zhang Chengyi roughly knew what was going on; the game he logged into was a zombie.

One thing worth noting is that the data that can be added or subtracted in different worlds' 'games' is different, and it depends on the data that the body is allowed to change. He can adjust it freely.

For example, in the world of Tianlong, a human can add or subtract data after logging in: [Constitution +/-] and [Age +].

Physique includes comprehensive enhancement, and there is a possibility of decreasing or increasing it in the future, so it can be increased or decreased. However, age is fixed at the initial age when logging in, so it can only be increased and then decreased.

As for things like comprehension and aptitude, those are things that the body itself cannot change, so they cannot be modified.

There are quite a few interesting aspects to this zombie's physical data. It can adjust not its physique, but its strength and speed, as well as its degree of decay and its ability to infect—things that normal humans could never possess.

Should we just abandon this body?

Zhang Chengyi hesitated for a moment, then decided to explore this world first. Zombie-themed games are usually set in a post-apocalyptic world, and experiencing a real-life apocalypse is quite exciting. Giving up on this would be a loss of a novel experience.

Let's wait and see.

He decisively modified the level of decay and infectivity to zero. His vision became clearer, but he still couldn't see clearly. His sense of smell returned a little, but it felt like he had a stuffy nose from a cold. His hearing was still good, though. He reached out and groped around. He realized he was in a corridor of a wooden building, with a corpse in front of him and behind him.

The sticky, gooey texture of the blood was disgusting.

Zhang Chengyi wiped his hands on the wall repeatedly, then slowly stood up, leaning against the wall for support. The quiet environment allowed him to hear heavy breathing not far away, and he walked over step by step.

Although his vision was still not clear enough, it was sufficient for him. Without strenuous exercise and without rapid changes in the surrounding environment, he could use his blind fighting skills to gather information and simulate the environment in his mind through the blurry vision and sound.

"who is it?"

The accented Japanese voice rang out. For him, language was not a problem. He could translate what he said, even if it was just random shouting, into something the other person could understand. As for what others said, as long as it was a coherent 'language', he could translate it into something he could understand.

The voice sounded somewhat old, belonging to a very weak man. Upon closer inspection, one could also detect a small, indistinct figure beside the man.

It must be a child.

"Hello, is anyone home?" Zhang Chengyi asked.

"Ahem~" The man coughed forcefully and asked, "Is this Nakano-kun?"

"I'm sorry, I've dragged everyone into this..."

Even I can see some things from this close up, so why can't the man on the other side see them?

Zhang Chengyi was prepared to be attacked as a zombie, but who knew he would hear such a weak question. The key point is that the body he logged into was dead. The hunter of Tianlong and this zombie were both dead, and he could not inherit their memories. So how was he supposed to answer?

He thought for a few seconds and replied, "I'm not Nakano, who are you?"

"I see."

The man muttered something to himself, then suddenly coughed forcefully and said, "Whether you are Nakano or not, I'm very sorry, comrade."

He seemed to be suppressing some emotion, and inexplicably started singing:

Maybe I want to hear an eternal lie.

So he's still drunk on the street today.

I want to hear the eternal lie.

We say we're still on our journey, moving forward.

Just give me one lie that lasts forever...

"boom!"

A gunshot rang out, and the singing stopped abruptly.

“This song…” Zhang Chengyi paused for a moment. As a Chinese, a successor of socialism, and someone who had once been full of passion, he knew the meaning of this song.

The title "comrade" has been unheard of for a long time.

Dead memories were attacking him fiercely. He stood there in silence for a while, then returned to reality and said, "Hey, kid, let's go."

With his poor eyesight, he would need a pair of 'eyes' if he wanted to continue exploring this new world.

Trading survival for the right to use the 'eyes' and gaining some information about this world along the way is a deal he can accept.

Chapter 63 He's a particular kind of zombie!

"Nakano, you... you must have turned into a zombie by now!"

The boy's youthful voice spoke with a hint of calm.