Chapter 1836 – The Grand Finale (Part One)
Because of Xichang’s uniqueness, Fu Wang’s army marched forward with an unbelievable smoothness.
Every time Fu Wang looked at the battle reports, he felt like he was dreaming.
Xichang, after all, was a country. How could it be as fragile as paper?
Why did a country split into over a hundred pieces, each governing itself and fighting on its own?
Were they worried that the enemy’s stomachs couldn’t handle it, so they voluntarily cut themselves into small pieces?
Clearly victorious, yet Fu Wang felt as if he might go bald from worry.
Bald with anxiety!
This victory came way too easily; it was so simple it felt like child’s play.
“Isn’t that a good thing?”
Meng Hunyun could not understand Fu Wang’s mindset. People would wish for the enemy to be as dumb as a rock, yet here was Fu Wang sighing and groaning.
If the enemy were strong, wouldn’t it just lead to more casualties on their side?
Fu Wang replied, “It’s good, but it doesn’t sit well with me.”
There’s no sense of achievement at all; it feels utterly unpleasant.
Having fought his way through, Fu Wang was eagerly looking for an evenly matched enemy. However, until he took a shortcut and captured Xichang before Jiang Pengji could reclaim Beiyuan, his hoped-for “enemy” still hadn’t appeared. No, I should say it did appear, but the strength difference was so vast that it just put up a token struggle before Fu Wang bulldozed through with his fully-armed forces.
Xichang divided into more than a hundred pieces, and the largest was barely half a state; how much military power could they muster?
Fu Wang commanded a full army of over two hundred thousand elite troops. To put it dramatically, each could spit and knock down an enemy’s city wall.
It wasn’t that the enemy was so weak, it was clearly that the strength levels on both sides weren’t even in the same dimension.
Just two days after the news of Fu Wang’s great victory came in, Jiang Pengji had also completely flattened Beiyuan.
The speed of it left the viewers, who had watched Jiang Pengji grow step by step, utterly astounded.
At this moment, a wealthy viewer spoke up.
Hell’s Killing Field: I don’t find this surprising at all. When you have no money, earning a few thousand takes forever, meticulously planning every penny. But once you become loaded, earning a couple of grand is no challenge at all. At that point, just sitting in the bank earns more than that. I think our streamer is in this state; she’s long past the hardest struggles. With almost a million troops under her command, if she can’t capture such a state of Beiyuan and Xichang, that would just be ridiculously pathetic.
Stowaway Non-Money: Wow, I come back from a business trip with no internet, and the streamer is already done?
Musician Zhuge Qinmo: As one of the initial followers, shouldn’t we prepare to celebrate the streamer’s ascension?
Cafeteria Auntie: Yes, yes! I’ve already thought of my cheering plan; half-price meals at the cafeteria all day!
Lan Cuiyu was bewildered: So fast? Can the streamer schedule the ascension during the Dream Back to a Thousand Years event? Who knows, maybe an Empress of the Mountain Spirit will represent us at the streamer’s coronation ah ah ah! I truly envy that Empress, the Empress of Emperors!
Passive Flirt with Poisonous Chives: Not necessarily that lucky; who knows where the Empress was sent last time? The last Dream Back to a Thousand Years was on a desolate island, reportedly the southernmost point, second only to a death sentence. The time before that was in the far north of Beiyuan; people got frozen to death!
Pickled Vegetables from Wujang: That southernmost one wasn’t that fortunate either; she spent an entire day feasting on raw oysters, I was so jealous!
Light-Years Away: The northernmost Beiyuan one wasn’t that bad, either. She was eventually princess-carried back by the streamer; I’m envious for real.
The idle folks chattered away, each planning some grand celebration for the ascension.
For this event, they had waited a full seventeen years!!!
Just four months shy of eighteen years!!!
Stowaway Non-Money: The longest confession in the human world is me waiting for the streamer to ascend, waiting for her child to ascend as well.
One Promise Long: Haha, waiting for the streamer to ascend has already cost me half a lifetime; her child’s ascension will likely only happen when my kids or grandchildren burn the video tapes for me. Never imagined I’d actually see this day in my lifetime; tears are flowing without me even realizing it.
Beauty Like a Painting: In two months, it’s Tomb-Sweeping Day; I can finally visit Grandpa’s grave and tell him that the streamer he followed for seven or eight years has finally achieved something. I always thought this was just a meme, never expected it would happen.
When these idle folks first entered the livestream, they probably never imagined they’d accompany Jiang Pengji for so many years.
Seventeen years and eight months, far too long.
While others’ childhoods and youth are filled with XX dramas, XX games, and XX cartoons, their youth and childhood are Jiang Pengji.
Even more astonishingly, some people’s partners are still Jiang Pengji.
Till Death Do Us Part: Hahaha, speaking of this makes me laugh. One graduating class had a girl in a pure white wedding dress taking pictures with Jiang Pengji. Even crazier, there were plenty of boys dressed in wedding gowns marrying the streamer. The streamer is probably the only one who can marry multiple people and not get in trouble; a whole bunch of little wives and hubbies laughing and enjoying with this ultimate playgirl.
The passive playgirl Jiang Pengji said she wouldn’t take the blame for this.
That day, before closing the livestream, Jiang Pengji solemnly performed a Federation salute to her fans.
“Thank you all for your unwavering companionship over the years; the soul of the Federation army is with you!”
Most of the idle viewers laughed and accepted the salute.
They had been roasted by Jiang Pengji too many times; it was a rare moment for the streamer to bow to them, and they felt ecstatic!
Only a few viewers sensed something off from Jiang Pengji’s actions.
This…
No matter how you looked at it, it felt like a final farewell.
Could it mean that tomorrow morning, they would no longer be able to find this familiar room number?
The idle folks felt uneasy and wanted to clarify, but their numbers were too few, and the chat was drowned out in laughter.
Before Jiang Pengji closed the livestream, she said, “I look forward to the day of my coronation, when I can toast with one of you.”
As her words fell, the livestream screen completely shut down.
“I knew this day would come.”
That night, Jiang Pengji went about her dinner, washing up, and working as usual.
The moon was high in the sky, and time slowly crept towards the witching hour. Suddenly, a knock sounded at the door.
Jiang Pengji paused upon hearing the noise, thought for a moment, set down her pen, and picked up her Divine Slayer Sword as she rose.
The figure’s shadow on the door looked familiar; Jiang Pengji stared for a long while before lifting her hand to open the door.
The two faced each other in silence, just as they did when they first met years ago.
One knelt respectfully, while the other looked calmly down.
“You shouldn’t be here, Xiaoyu.”
The person who should have been in Wanzhou had suddenly appeared in the far north of Beiyuan’s Ice and Snow City, something beyond human capability.
“Xiaoyu knows he shouldn’t be here, but someone entrusted me and I had no choice; please forgive me, my Lord.”
Jiang Pengji calmly glanced at Xu Ke.
Xu Ke smiled and said, “Looks like the Lord understands; shall we go?”
Jiang Pengji countered, “What if I don’t go?”
Xu Ke replied, “Nothing much, but the two princes and Zixiao might run into some trouble. I doubt the Lord would want to see that.”
Jiang Pengji said, “… Let me change my clothes.”
Xu Ke chuckled, “I await your command.”
