"Your emperor has returned!"

Just as Lin Qian completly collected his thoughts, Zhao Long approached, dragging Fu Yuxiang along like a dead dog. As Soul Energy radiated through his arm, he shook Fu Yuxiang into a kneeling posture. Gripping him by his hair, Zhao Long steadied Fu Yuxiang's body, forcing him to face Lin Qian.

"Soul Energy? Has the Mana Power Statistic in the game changed along with it?" Seeing the Soul Energy emerging from Zhao Long, Lin Qian thought of another possibility. Immediately afterwards, Lin Qian set his sight on the beaten and battered Fu Yuxiang.

As he knelt, Fu Yuxiang's pale face drooped, with blood seeping from his limbs. He was in a daze, with death written on his pupils, completely unable to concentrate. It was as if he was a walking dead man.

"It also looks exactly like the state in the game when the generals were fed the truth potion." Lin Qian thought in silence, then he asked, "What's your name?"

"Fu Yuxiang."

"Gender?"

"Male."

"Is it you who betrayed Brother Qi?"

"Yes, I did."

From the three questions, it was clear. Even though Fu Yuxiang was in this dazed, overly truthful state, he was still able to quickly answer. Clearly, the potion was exceptionally potent.

"What is going on in this place? Tell everything you know!" After confirming the effect of the potion, Lin Qian demanded coldly.

Under the potency of Truth Potion, Fu Yuxiang revealed everything he knew, with not a single detail withheld.

Coupled with a few additional questions from Lin Qian, the whole plan was clear from start to finish.

It turned out that Ye Xin showed terrific talent in the Holy Sword Sect. Her impressive ability had her soaring above her peers and was soon to break into Nirvana Stage.

Moreover, Ye Xin's breakthrough to Nirvana Stage was not the conventional method used by ordinary soul warriors.

Xin'er first cultivated to the 9th level of the Materialised Vitality Stage and then broke it down to the first level of the Materialised Vitality Stage again. From there, she re-cultivated and then demolished it again. She repeated nine times, before her breakthrough to Nirvana Stage.

Amongst the primary three stages, the most basic was not the Entrance Vitality Stage and the Condensed Vitality Stage but the Materialised Vitality Stage.

After repeating nine times, the practitioner's foundation would be extremely stable. Through this method, the Martial Soul would awaken stronger characteristics after breaking through to the Nirvana Stage. This practice was also called Nine-round Nirvana. Only a genius blessed by the Heavens was qualified to go through such an arduous process.

With her exceptional abilities, Ye Xin had already completed the arduous Nine-round Nirvana. More shockingly, she was due to break through to Nirvana Stage after seven days.

Being at odds with the Holy Sword Sect, how could Tyrannical Blade Sect wait and watch the other party successfully raise up such a prodigy?

As a counterattack, they colluded with the Li family, promising a hefty reward, for the extermination of the Ye Family!

In the process of breaking through to Nirvana Stage, the most important thing was a calm mind. Worries and negativity were a huge taboo.

This was why Ye Xin was to make her breakthrough only after seven days. Before attempting this life-changing moment, she had to adjust her mind to her peak, ensuring the best conditions for the advancement.

For the execution of their plans, the Tyrannical Blade Sect had even bribed a female disciple of the Holy Sword Sect. On the surface, this disciple seemed to be best buddies with Ye Xin, acting as her caring sister. In truth, she was a vile creature of infinite envy.

In her mind, she hated Ye Xin down to the core. To her, if it wasn't for Ye Xin's sudden appearance out of thin air, she would be the disciple of Blade Saintess. In her eyes, Ye Xin stole her position!

Seeing this opportunity, Tyrannical Blade Sect activated their spy within Holy Sword Sect to collude with this female disciple. Her job was simple. As Ye Xin's guard during the breakthrough, she only had to break the devastating news of Ye Family's destruction through a Soul Energy message during Ye Xin's most critical time. Alas, could Ye Xin maintain her tranquillity and peak conditions when she learnt of the annihilation of the Ye Family?

Even if Ye Xin did not believe the news at that time, she would learn the truth afterwards. When she did, powerlessness and regret would seep into her core, beginning a weakness in her mentality for the rest of her life.

On the other hand, the female disciple would receive the Million Miles Path Talisman from Tyrannical Blade Sect and make her escape.

"Xin'er has completed the Nine-round Nirvana? That's amazing! No wonder Tyrannical Blade Sect has to find a way to destroy her." Learning of the fantastic feat, Lin Qian's eyes widened three sizes.

At this time, Lin Qian was also going through the arduous Nine-round Nirvana. However, he only managed to proceed in the second round.

Having gotten all the information he required, he glared coldly at Fu Yuxiang. At this point, Fu Yuxiang's head had drooped, swaying along with his hair, stuck in a complete daze. At this sight, disgust seeped through every pore on Lin Qian's face, "Vile beast!"

After the words came to an end, Lin Qian gathered his barely recovered Soul Energy in the palm of his hand and slammed onto Fu Yuxiang's forehead.

The soul Energy, coupled with the power from his sizeable physical body, sent Fu Yuxiang's brain and internal organs trembling, eventually reducing to a pile of mush. Seeing the deed was done, Zhao Longsong's hand loosened as he watched the lifeless corpse flop to the ground softly.

At the same time, the scattered heavy armoured infantry had gathered again. In a neatly arranged file formation, the army stood still in front of Lin Qian, waiting for instructions.

Looking at the armoured infantry army in front of him, Lin Qian issued a list of instructions such as the clearing of the battlefield.

Soon after, a realisation dawned on him. Although these soldiers had also changed, the changes were not the same as Zhao Long.

In the game, Zhao Long, like these soldiers, are virtual characters. They had wholly obeyed every order in Lin Qian's game dutifully.

Now, in real life, he had flesh and blood, feelings and wisdom, as if he was indeed alive.

Similarly, these soldiers seemed to be more intelligent than in the game. They could speak and respond to him.

However, he didn't feel the same sense of life from them. They felt artificial, like a moving and well-programmed puppet.

Buzz!

As he scrutinized his army, Lin Qian's mind throbbed in a piercing pain. A massive wave of information had burst into his mind, overloading him. In a matter of seconds, it returned to normal.

However, Lin Qian felt a little different. He seemed to now understand several more things, as his eyes burnt with pain.

The next moment, a fleeting, translucent golden frame morphed in front of him. A sentence materialised in the centre.

"The Huaxia Empire has been restored!"

Taking a deep breath, Ling Qian faced his palms forward and pulled firmly towards both sides.

Suddenly, numerous golden translucent frames appeared in front of Lin Qian.

Looking at these menus, a long-lost familiarity swelled within Lin Qian, as a happy smile on his face surfaced on his face. As euphoria streaked through his heart, his fingers reached out, unceasingly clicking and viewing the menu options floating in front of his eyes.

Various data of the Huaxia Empire, as well as its current state, were presented detailedly in front of him.

If there was an outsider, he would no doubt think Lin Qian was mad. After all, all they could see was a maniac waving blindly in front of nothing.

Precisely the same as system menus from previous games, only Lin Qian and Zhao Long could see the options.

With a casual wave, everything in front of Lin Qian disappeared. With a soft chuckled, he said, "Time to return!"

Poof!

Streaks of white glimmers appeared above the heads of Lin Qian, Zhao Long and the armoured infantry. The next moment, they had disappeared entirely.

As he was transported, Lin Qian's view darkened to jet black. However, his vision recovered again in an instant.

His view was divergent. He was no longer standing in the valley, he was standing in the middle of a large and open square.

At his feet, a trapezoidal square platform had been erected. It was built entirely from white jade, congruent to the game. Nine five-pronged dragons were exquisitely engraved with silver on the lower end. On the upper end, five majestic gold dragons were carved with fine gold.

Suddenly below the high platform, Zhao Long appeared in an empty seat. Several other influential figures followed beside him.

At this moment, there were thousands of people densely crowded within the square, like a school of sardines. Every individual standing on the plaza at this moment was an elite existence within the Huaxia Empire. These individuals had been specially selected, each of them being a powerhouse of their own right.

Looking down below the platform, numerous familiar faces, nostalgic faces from the past, stared back passionately and emotionally at himself. At this moment a different aura engulfed the bodies of these generals.

This time, Lin Qian had no doubts.

He was not the only thing reborn in this world. The most influential empire he built in the game, in his previous life; the Huaxia Empire had followed him here.

When Lin Qian's eyes swept across the square, an unspeakable emotion balled in his heart.

In his previous life, he was an orphan since childhood. When his biological parents found him, they left him alone in the world, dying in an air crash three days later. They had not left him any pleasant memories, just a huge inheritance and a business empire.

The game "Fantasy Empire" became an avenue where Lin Qian patched up for the emptiness in his heart. The generals he created through refinement or crafting were entrusted with his spiritual hopes and the emotions he had buried.

After his dictatorship of the server, he chose to stay all alone in this huge third server. As a silent sentinel, Lin Qian guarded the empire he built, utilising the entire server's resources to strengthen his greatest accomplishment.

Subsequently, cross-server warfare was introduced. The top empires of the first, second and fourth servers joined forces to attack his Huaxia Empire.

Under the simultaneous barrage of twenty-three top empires attacked, they violently collided with the Huaxia Empire. The vicious battle raged on for three days and nights. After the blazing war, Lin Qian emerged victorious. 

The moment was not all glamorous. It was then that his helmet started to heat up abnormally trapping him within the game. At that instant, Lin Qian knew the possibility of death was high.

As his last order, he called for all the generals, war beasts, and elite troops of the entire Huaxia Empire to gather on this very Huaxia Square.

Then he stood on this high platform, The Flame of Huaxia, surveying his victorious army.

As he looked down from the stage, all he saw were the lifeless, expressionless faces of all his subordinates which he gathered and refined on his own, the dull face. He muttered softly to himself, the greatest yearning from the bottom of his heart.

"If only you were all alive. With your company, how great would life be?"

Moments later, Lin Qian's head was blown to bits by the abnormally heated game helmet. Quickly following, was his reincarnation into this world.

Here, he is no longer an orphan, properly enjoying the love and care of his parents.

Owing to his good fortune he had an excellent future father-in-law, a pure and innocent relationship with a childhood friend, who became his fiancee. Then, he encountered his teacher, someone who dearly cared for him.

Despite his seemingly perfect life, he still occasionally dreamed of the empire he had built in the game. In Lin Qian's eyes, the gaming world from his previous life was real, it was his second life.

Standing on this high platform, Lin Qian felt as if he had not been reincarnated. He was just standing in the game world just as he had been, moments before his death.

Deep down, Lin Qian was crystal clear. Everything was different. It was just that the impossible dream before his death had come true.

With a stoic expression, Lin Qian condensed Soul Energy into his throat. A thunderous shout boomed from his throat.

"Blood of Yanhuang!"

From beneath the high platform, a sky-shattering roar resounded!

"Soul of Huaxia!"

"For those who offend our Huaxia, what do we do?"

"Death onto them, be it near or far!"

The echoes of their roars reverberated through Linqia. As he laughed, a small stream of tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Your emperor has returned!"