119: Chapter 111 Holding the Imperial Seal, Summoning Meng Tian

Pei Fei stepped into the void.

In one hand, he held a chilled Coke emitting white mist, and in the other, he held the fengdu son of heaven sword, which was still dripping with divine blood.

The system's glaring red erasure countdown was stubbornly stuck at "1". In the depths of the void, only the grating sound of a short circuit remained; the mechanical voice that had been so arrogant moments ago was now completely silent.

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Pei Fei tilted his head back to take a swig of Coke, then casually threw the empty can toward the sky.

With a muffled "thud," the aluminum can accurately struck the invisible system barrier.

The barrier, which was strong enough to erase an SSS-rank player, actually shattered like paper, instantly exploding into a sky full of blue data streams. The system's ultimate erasure program was smashed to pieces by an empty soda can.

Wearing flip-flops, he walked down through the air.

With every step he took, the air beneath his feet automatically condensed into invisible stairs until he stood still in front of Pei Duo.

Pei Duo looked at the familiar face before her. Two years had not left any traces of time on Pei Fei's face. He was still wearing that faded black hoodie, looking as relaxed as if he had just gone to the downstairs supermarket to buy a bottle of water.

"Brother," Pei Duo called out, her eyes stinging.

Pei Fei casually stabbed the sword of the son of heaven into the asphalt road, reached out, and vigorously ruffled Pei Duo's hair.

"You've grown taller," Pei Fei said calmly, "and stronger too."

Behind them, Xu Mo frantically pushed up his glasses, staring intently at the sword in Pei Fei's hand.

He had seen the Great Tang Son of Heaven Sword, but compared to the blood-dripping sword before him, that was practically a fire poker. Lin Sa silently loosened her grip on her blade; her beast-like instincts were screaming in alarm—drawing a weapon in front of this youth in a hoodie was equivalent to being ground into dust.

The heavily injured Sun Ce fell to his knees with a thud, his hands pressed firmly against the asphalt as he bowed his head deeply.

"Your subordinate, Wandering God of The Seventh Hall, Sun Ce, greets Your Majesty!" Sun Ce's voice carried a fanatical devotion.

Pei Fei glanced at Sun Ce, raised his right hand, and casually flicked a thick wisp of black energy.

The black energy instantly entered Sun Ce's body. Visibly, the torn flesh on Sun Ce's back began to heal and scab over at a speed that defied biological common sense.

"You have done well in protecting the Eldest Princess," Pei Fei said, his tone as casual as if he were handing out year-end bonuses. "The position of Hall Master of The Seventh Hall happens to be vacant. You'll take over once we return."

Sun Ce's whole body trembled as tears of excitement mixed with blood fell. He kowtowed repeatedly, his head hitting the ground with a loud thud.

Pei Fei pulled out the sword of the son of heaven and scanned the surroundings.

Traffic flowed normally on the streets; ordinary people were completely unaware of the battle of gods happening nearby. Before the system crashed, it had instinctively lowered a visual cloaking field around them.

"This isn't the place to talk." Pei Fei rotated the sword hilt and made a casual slash in front of him.

The air was cut open like a curtain, revealing a black crack. On the other side of the portal, the familiar warm light of the Pei family's living room shone through.

Pei Fei led the way in, followed closely by Pei Duo. Xu Mo and Lin Sa exchanged a glance, then decisively hoisted Sun Ce up and plunged into the portal.

In the Pei family's living room, the television was still playing a rerun of the evening news.

The sofa was covered with its familiar dust cover, and there were even two half-finished teacups on the coffee table. Father Pei and Mother Pei were not in the living room; the door to the master bedroom was tightly closed.

Pei Fei formed a hand seal, and a soundproof barrier silently enveloped the master bedroom.

"Mom and Dad stayed up for two days and nights watching your livestream. They couldn't take it anymore and just fell into a deep sleep." Pei Fei pointed to the sofa. "Everyone, sit down and talk."

Pei Duo sat down on the armchair. Xu Mo and Lin Sa stood obediently by the side of the coffee table, while Sun Ce stood ramrod straight against the corner, following the rules.

Pei Fei leaned against the TV cabinet, his gaze falling on the black jade pendant on Pei Duo's chest.

The jade pendant no longer looked like the dull street stall junk it was before. Inside the high-quality black jade, dazzling golden light was frantically swirling. This golden light was different from the domineering imperial aura of the First Emperor of Qin; it carried the thick, prosperous aura of the Great Tang's dragon pulse.

Pei Duo took off the jade pendant and placed it on the coffee table.

"This thing started getting hot the moment I left the Chang'an instance. It's terrifyingly hot," Pei Duo reported truthfully.

Pei Fei picked up the jade pendant, tossed it in his hand, and then threw it back.

"You ripped out the system core from the chest of that Headless Emperor," Pei Fei revealed the truth. "The system core was connected to the ley lines of Chang'an City. Once the core shattered, Chang'an's dragon pulse collapsed immediately."

"But this imperial seal of china is the ultimate vessel for the world's fortune. It sucked dry every single drop of the dragon qi that had dispersed from the Chang'an instance."

After hearing this, Xu Mo gasped, the sound of him swallowing saliva exceptionally loud in the living room.

The dragon qi of the entire Great Tang Chang'an was stuffed into this tiny jade pendant? This wasn't some protective charm; this was practically a nuclear bomb that could level Jiang City in an instant!

"This dragon qi shouldn't be left to waste." Pei Fei pulled open a drawer in the TV cabinet and found a bag of potato chips. "The Thriller Game system suffered a huge loss here and definitely won't take it lying down. I uprooted the Takamagahara pantheon, causing the system to lose a tenth of its territory. It will definitely hunt you down at all costs."

Pei Duo gripped the jade pendant, its scorching heat traveling through her palm and burning into her blood.

"Back in the Eighteen Levels of Hell, the old monk Ksitigarbha gave you the corner of the imperial seal of china." Pei Fei tore open the chip bag. "The seal's second form has been unlocked. You now have the foundation of the Great Qin, plus the free dragon qi from Chang'an. It's time to build your own team."

Pei Duo suddenly looked up, her eyes burning as she stared at her brother.

"I have too much to deal with in the underworld to be your babysitter across worlds every day." Pei Fei stuffed a chip into his mouth with a crunch. "Those Western pantheons have been testing the borders frantically lately. I have to go back and oversee Fengdu. So, you need an absolute personal guard that can die for you at any time."

The shocking image of the Great Tang Underworld Soldiers lining up to make way flashed through Xu Mo's mind, making his scalp tingle.

"The Eldest Princess... can directly summon ancient armies to the modern world?" Xu Mo asked cautiously.

"The hundred thousand terracotta warriors of Great Qin are the First Emperor's old troops; Duo Duo is only borrowing them for now." Pei Fei looked at Pei Duo, his tone solemn. "But the seal now recognizes you as its master. The Chang'an dragon qi filling it is the highest-grade sacrifice. You can use this dragon qi as a guide to reach into the river of history and forcibly pull out those eternal Huaxia generals who have been slumbering!"

"They will become your exclusive subordinates, answering only to you!"

Pei Duo stood up abruptly.

She understood all too well the importance of holding the blade herself. No matter how fierce borrowed power was, there would be a day it was exhausted. In this game that treated human lives like grass, only one's own trump cards were the ultimate truth!

"How do I call them?" Pei Duo gripped the jade pendant tightly.

"Sink your will completely into the seal," Pei Fei guided from the side. "Don't think about the First Emperor's pressure; feel that dragon qi. In your mind, visualize the general you need most right now!"

Pei Duo took a deep breath and closed her eyes. Her thumb heavily rubbed the two ancient seal script characters at the bottom of the pendant—"By Mandate"!

Dazzling black-gold light instantly exploded from between her fingers.

The air in the living room became heavy, and the tea on the coffee table even rippled in circles from the high-frequency vibrations.

Pei Duo's consciousness fell into a vast, pure white space.

Beneath her feet was an endless, illusory river. In the water, countless broken weapons, armored horses, and fiery battle flags drifted—this was the five-thousand-year-long river of Huaxia history!

The Chang'an dragon qi flowed along Pei Duo's arm and poured unreservedly into the seal. Inside the seal, a low dragon roar erupted, shaking her soul!

A golden dragon shadow roared out of the jade pendant and dove headfirst into the river of history below.

The river water surged violently. A murderous aura, tragic to the extreme, shot straight into the sky from the depths like a volcanic eruption!

Pei Duo snapped her eyes open.

The space in the Pei family's living room was torn and distorted. A mass of black-gold mist, so thick it wouldn't disperse, exploded right in front of the coffee table! Within the mist, the shrill neighing of warhorses and the clashing of heavy iron armor were deafening.

Xu Mo was so frightened that he pulled Lin Sa back three large steps. Sun Ce was even forced to one knee by the sheer pressure.

This murderous aura was a hundred times purer than the most ferocious underworld soldiers Sun Ce had ever seen. This was a peerless, ominous power that had truly emerged from mountains of corpses and seas of blood!

The black mist dissipated.

A burly man over two meters tall stood in the center of the living room like an iron tower.

The man was clad in heavy black armor, crisscrossed with terrifying marks from blades and axes. He wore no helmet, and beneath his messy black hair was a face as cold and hard as if carved with a chisel. A scar on his left eye, deep enough to see bone, glinted with a beast-like ferocity.

In his hand, he held a twelve-foot-long black iron spear upside down. On the tip of the spear, there seemed to be Xiongnu blood from two thousand years ago that had never washed away.

He just stood there quietly, and the load-bearing walls of the entire building let out an overburdened creak.

The man's gaze slowly shifted. He first glanced at Pei Fei, who was leaning against the TV cabinet eating chips, and a flicker of extreme wariness passed through his eyes—he could smell that the youth in the hoodie hid a terrifying power capable of destroying heaven and earth.

Then, the man's gaze locked onto Pei Duo. More accurately, it locked onto the imperial seal of china in her hand.

The man loosened his grip on the spear. The black iron spear slammed onto the floor with a "boom." Strangely, there wasn't even a scratch on the floor; an invisible force of law steadily supported the weight of this peerless weapon.

The man cupped his fists and knelt heavily on one knee before Pei Duo, like a collapsing mountain.

The collision of heavy armor produced a heart-stopping thud.

"General Meng Tian!" The man's voice sounded like metal striking stone, vibrating through the entire living room. "Greetings, Seal Holder!"

High General of the Great Qin Empire! Absolute commander of the three hundred thousand strong Meng Family Army! The peerless warrior who drove the Xiongnu back over seven hundred li and built the Great Wall to guard the Nine Provinces!

Xu Mo stared intently at the kneeling Meng Tian, feeling his mental defenses being completely ground into the dirt. A legendary figure from the history books was actually kneeling in the living room of a modern apartment complex? What kind of insane situation was this!

Pei Duo tightly gripped the jade pendant.

She clearly felt that an absolute contractual bond had been established between her and Meng Tian. The life, death, honor, and disgrace of this Great Qin warrior were all within her single thought.

"Rise." Pei Duo's voice was cold and clear, without a hint of trembling.

Meng Tian stood up abruptly, plucked the black iron spear from the floor, and took a large step to stand behind Pei Duo. Like an immovable iron tower, he silently fulfilled his duty to protect his sovereign.

Pei Fei accurately tossed the empty chip bag into the trash can and brushed the crumbs off his hands.

"The first step was very well done." Pei Fei looked at Meng Tian and nodded in approval. "With General Meng's strength, soloing the final bosses of those s-rank instances in the Thriller Game is like child's play. There's still plenty of Chang'an dragon qi left; you can slowly assemble your team of famous generals in the future."

Pei Duo put the jade pendant away close to her body and turned to look at Xu Mo and Lin Sa.

"Since the system dared to chase us to the real world, it will definitely make a big move here." Pei Duo's eyes were cold and sharp. "We can't just keep playing defense. We must take the initiative and find the system's anchors in the real world!"

Xu Mo quickly adjusted his collapsed worldview, pulled out his phone, and skillfully brought up an electronic map of Jiang City.

"Every time the system opens a real-world instance, it will definitely produce massive energy residue." Xu Mo pushed up his glasses, his eyes shining with sharp intelligence. "I have an underworld emissary token; I can track these fluctuations. As soon as it dares to show its head, we'll go straight there and uproot it!"

Lin Sa didn't speak, only silently testing the edge of her dagger with her thumb. Her attitude was self-evident.

Pei Fei walked to the living room window, pulled back a gap in the curtain, and looked out at the deep night.

"The territory of Huaxia is no place for these alien species to run wild." Pei Fei's gaze instantly became extremely dangerous. "The system's high-level management will soon retaliate. Your hard battle in the real world has only just begun."

Pei Fei turned around and looked at his sister.

"Your brother is watching you from below." A defiant curve formed at the corners of Pei Fei's mouth. "Go all out! As long as you're on this land of Huaxia, if the sky falls, the Underworld will hold it up for you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a bolt of crimson lightning suddenly streaked across the night sky outside.

Above the dome of Jiang City, the clouds surged violently. A massive, suffocating blood-red eyeball phantom slowly emerged in the night sky, its malicious gaze fixed intently on the window of the Pei family's home.

Meng Tian suddenly looked up.

The muscles in his arm gripping the spear bulged instantly, and his scarred left eye locked onto the blood-red eyeball in the sky, radiating murderous intent.

The Thriller Game's full-scale retaliation had officially begun! And Pei Duo's personal guard had welcomed the arrival of its first eternal general. The landscape of the real world was about to be completely overturned!

Pei Duo fearlessly met the gaze of the blood-red eyeball and walked boldly to the window.

"Meng Tian."

"Present!" Meng Tian roared, making the glass vibrate.

"Get ready to work."

Meng Tian swung his spear with one arm, its cold tip pointing defiantly at the firmament outside the window! The battle flag of Great Qin would be dyed red once more with the blood of enemies in the real world, two thousand years later!

Pei Fei's figure gradually faded in the living room. He had to return to his own battlefield in the Underworld. The stage of the real world had been completely handed over to Pei Duo.

The blood-red eyeball flashed frantically in the night sky, and dense clusters of system garbled code began to appear around it. A new deadly crisis was rapidly descending.

Pei Duo's fingers pressed firmly against the jade pendant on her chest, her eyes as sharp as knives.

Meng Tian stood beside her like an iron tower, the sharpness of his spear seemingly ready to tear through the boundless darkness. The military soul of Great Qin, through thousands of years, would never perish!

The wall clock in the living room saw its hands quietly slide toward two in the morning.

The system's erasure countdown flickered in the void. Pei Duo clenched her fists, a cold smile appearing on her face.

"In this life, I don't cultivate good deeds, I only love killing and arson! You want to play predator in the real world? Then let's see whose ashes get scattered in the end!"

Meng Tian's spear let out a bloodthirsty hum. The horn of battle had already sounded completely in the night sky of the real world!