Charge Through

Unlike Lang Sheng, who was unable to use his martial arts and could only harbor grievances in the mine, the steward system was currently on a rampage of slaughter.

The so-called mysterious manor, which previously appeared high and untouchable, turned into a completely undefended village the moment the two rushed in.

Chaos reigned as chickens flew and dogs jumped, with people fleeing in panic like wolves and boars. The outsiders' manor, once shrouded in a mystical aura and worshipped like a master by the lords of the Holy Land, was ruthlessly beaten to the ground today, with people even stepping on it with all four limbs!

"Die! All of you, go to hell!" Lin Zhongqing said excitedly. "You condescending bastards, you dared to bully me last time. Who would have thought that just three months later, three months would bring your doom!"

A two-tailed white fox was fleeing from the garden.

Catching sight of it, she waved her hand, and a streak of sword qi shot out.

With a miserable shriek, the white fox was completely purified, leaving only a white core in its original place.

"It was you! Last time you even dared to make me come here and act as a songstress. You deserve to die!"

Often, it is just like this: a paper tiger always appears majestic and untouchable until someone punctures it.

Once you truly give it a poke, its fragile essence is immediately exposed!

"Impossible! How can these natives suddenly become so strong?"

"Nothing like this has ever happened before! How many years has it even been? They shouldn't have this kind of power."

In a dungeon, three men disguised as guards, along with a group of managers, were panicking.

"Last time they beat Guard Niu to death, and I told the three of you to go handle them. You all made excuses, saying only the boss could take action, and the boss pushed it onto the so-called Holy Land. Look at it now—they've actually seen right through our facade!" a head manager said bitterly.

"Damn it, this is all the boss's fault for going soft too quickly. After barely thirty years of peaceful living, he's forgotten how to fight. As expected, one shouldn't come to such remote places. Without opponents, our strength has declined so rapidly—it's practically comparable to the Eight Banners Heavenly Troops of the natives here!" grumbled a guard.

"Stop the nonsense! Hurry up and beg the boss to open the portal back so we can get out of here. We can just abandon this remote, rustic planet to them and come back for revenge after gathering reinforcements," the head manager said hastily.

"Fine. But we are exiles; if we flee back without authorization, we'll definitely face harsher punishments. The boss probably won't be willing to open the gate for us."

"He'll have to die if he isn't willing. He doesn't get to choose anymore!" the head manager said angrily.

These people were currently displaying the classic attitude of servants acting tyrannically over their master.

***

Lin Zhongqing and Oriental Unity, who were in the middle of clearing out the mysterious manor, suddenly saw a beam of blue light shoot into the sky from a corner of the manor, followed by numerous ghostly figures vanishing within the radiance.

"That's a long-distance teleportation gate to the ectoplasmic world. It seems these people are trying to run!" Oriental Unity said first. "Looks like they really don't have all that much power after all."

"I was just worried I wouldn't find them. Who would have thought they'd run so fast."

The two immediately rushed to the location of the blue light.

"Quick, quick! Get behind me!"

"I'm going in first!"

"Get lost! I'm the boss's fourth steward, let me escape first!"

A crowd of bizarre evil entities was swarming under the blue light, shoving and fighting one another for a position to enter.

Lin Zhongqing looked at this scene with mockery, shaking her head and saying, "What a flashy soap bubble. I really wish those people from the Holy Land could come and see what kind of virtues their masters actually possess!"

"These people were foolish to begin with, intimidated by the opponent's massive background. They forgot that the other party is merely an exile—what kind of great background could they possibly have? Would the powerful society behind them stick out its neck for a loser? Of course not. Everyone else would simply kick them while they're down and mock them for failing to even defeat natives like us. Unless they truly want to spend the effort to seize our remote territory, they won't send their main forces here," Oriental Unity analyzed calmly.

By this time, Lin Zhongqing had already charged into the horde of evil entities, hacking and slashing with abandon.

"Energy wielders, creators, big bosses of the Silver Chamber—all of you, go to hell!" she said fiercely, venting the grievances she had harbored over the years.

Most of the evil entities were completely powerless to resist. Only one or two mounted counterattacks, yet they could do nothing against her.

"Impossible! How do you know the boss's secret cultivation techniques, and why are you even more proficient and powerful than him?"

These evil entities that launched counterattacks were all struck with terror.

Realizing this, they lost even the will to fight back and scattered in all directions.

***

What an absolute mess.

That was Fan Bei's only thought as he watched the scene unfold.

Earlier, he had been worrying endlessly about this and that, yet he never expected that by merely concentrating a wave of force, they would flat-out flatten the opponent's home base.

Upon careful reflection, today's spectacle, though seemingly incredible, was entirely within reason.

Just as he had thought previously, once Lin Zhongqing utilized the system to bridge the technological gap in the mystical domain against these high-level evil entities, the combat prowess she unleashed, driven by her pent-up frustration, was enough to overwhelm opponents who had grown soft in the lap of luxury.

It was much like Britain and France during World War II—seemingly immensely powerful, yet when faced with angry Germans, no one wanted to risk their lives to stand in the vanguard. They betrayed each other one by one, ultimately plunging themselves into the abyss.

In the beginning, the German military certainly could not match the combined strength of the two nations, but those nations had lost the spirit of drive and sacrifice. Having enjoyed twenty years of peace, they had long fallen behind in morale.

The ability to "redeem cultivation techniques" was simply heaven-defying.

It could directly elevate the technology of the lagging side, and when paired with the lagging side's unique pioneering spirit and willpower, a counterattack became a matter of course. Such examples were far from rare.

Much like the Divine Land of his past life, who would have thought twenty years ago that people would still worry about foreign goods dominating the domestic market? Yet twenty years later, everything had reversed, and those seemingly formidable foreign goods actually proved vulnerable to a single blow.

This made him realize once again the true power of his identity as a system creator. In the beginning, it required slow accumulation, but once it reached a certain threshold, it could erupt exponentially.

Of course, this was also thanks to the chosen host, who possessed sufficient foundation and accumulation, not to mention being bold enough and possessing a fiercely aggressive temperament.

The military adventure launched by the host would also bring her the richest possible rewards.

This meant that for a long time to come—at least until those exiled criminals were sent back under guard—she would become the ruler of Earth!

This was actually quite good. The previous host, Lang Sheng, had been sent off to open up another world.

He could consider packing up Fatty Hou and sending him away as well, saving everyone from crowding into the same place and fighting over resources.

One world, one system—this should be the primary principle for arranging systems from now on.

As for Dabai, he was too honest and steadfast, so it was better to keep him around.

Fan Bei felt his vision widen and his mind grow remarkably relaxed.

Sometimes, choosing a host who dared to be bold and aggressive had distinct advantages, as it could greatly save on pioneering time.