Super System in the Early Tang Dynasty

The old man looked troubled upon hearing the middle-aged man's question. He was reluctant to answer, but the imposing aura emanating from the middle-aged man forced him to reply involuntarily: "This method was not devised by me, but by a young man who saw my troubles."

Only then did they tell the common people about their hardships.

"A boy? What kind of boy?" The middle-aged man raised his head, and his imposing aura made the people around him hold their breath.

When the old man was asked this question, an image of a young man with red lips, white teeth, wearing a blue robe and with his sleeves fluttering naturally appeared in his mind. He felt uneasy, and his mouth involuntarily told him the truth.

"Oh—?" The middle-aged man was somewhat surprised. He couldn't imagine what kind of family would produce such a handsome and extraordinary young man, and simply thought it was the old man's delirious ramblings.

"Can you tell me why your sweet potatoes are so fragrant and soft?"

"This, this—" the old man hesitated.

Just then, a sharp voice rang out from the side, "This is a matter of great importance that can protect the country and save the people. How can you possibly monopolize it? Didn't you see those people who were following you just now? If you tell them, my master will certainly not treat you unfairly!"

Upon hearing the shrill, piercing sound, the old man immediately felt a sharp, bone-chilling pressure bearing down on him. His legs trembled, and he knelt down on the ground without daring to hesitate for even a moment.

"I, I'll tell you, I'll tell you—" The old man gasped for breath before continuing, "That man told me that sweet potatoes need to be stored in the cellar for ten days to become soft and delicious. Otherwise, even if you boil them, they'll be hard and unpalatable!..." As the old man spoke, he dared not hide anything any longer and directly told him about the other ways to cook sweet potatoes. The middle-aged man listened, his face showing thoughtfulness, his beard trembling slightly, as if he had thought of something good!

It was late autumn, and a cold wind howled, rattling the windows and causing the temperature to drop several degrees instantly. The people sitting in the warm room all shivered...

The autumn wind swirls up the yellow leaves!

In an instant, the once bustling crowd dispersed, leaving the long street deserted and desolate.

Suddenly! From some secluded alleyway, a tall and imposing man emerged. What was most astonishing was his pale, silvery-white hair, which cascaded down like a waterfall, leaving only a few strands fluttering in the wind!

The burly man, dressed in a linen overcoat and barefoot, strode forward, wielding a dark, towering halberd. The few remaining people on the street, upon seeing this man, hurriedly ran away, ignoring even the things that had fallen to the ground.

The burly man walked to the side of the inn and looked at the signboard above it, which had four golden characters written on it: Yuelai Inn!

By this time, quite a few people had noticed the strange, burly man. A few people sitting in the hall, sensing the tense atmosphere, had already secretly left through a side door. The remaining few all had slightly changed expressions. One hurriedly left, another ran upstairs, and the rest drew weapons from somewhere, holding them upside down, as if facing a formidable enemy!

"Hahahaha—" Several loud laughs erupted from the burly man's mouth, shaking the entire inn and sending dust flying! "I've come to find that brat from the Li family today, why are you blocking my way!"

"Li family brat, I, Yan Qixing, am here to take your life! Why don't you come out and face your death?"

"How dare you! Anyone who dares to insult my master shall die!" A burly, dark-skinned man standing in the inn with a knife shouted and charged out. The two men beside him, realizing the danger, tried to stop him, but it was too late.

"Heh!" The burly man standing in the wind chuckled, brandishing his halberd and creating a gust of wind! He swung it directly at the muscular, dark-skinned man!

As the burly, rough man lunged forward, he felt a fierce wind rushing towards him and knew something was wrong. He could not retreat at this point, so he had no choice but to raise his broadsword and meet the attack head-on!

"Ding!"

The roar was deafening!

The burly man, knife and all, was sent flying backward, blood splattering in the air! He crashed heavily to the ground, his hand bones broken, barely clinging to life.

"You've managed to withstand one of my halberd strikes, not bad! Seeing your loyalty and bravery, I'll spare your life!" Before he finished speaking, he ignored the horrified crowd and charged forward with his halberd!

"Stop!" The middle-aged man who had been in the warm room came downstairs and shouted.

The burly man ignored them, and with a sweep of his halberd, several men's weapons were shattered, blood splattered, and they died on the spot! Only then did the burly man turn his head, his fierce eyes glaring, which made the men next to him take several steps back, their legs trembling slightly!

"Young man of the Li family, do you still remember me?!"

The middle-aged man stared at the white-haired, fierce-looking man before him, momentarily stunned. Hearing the burly man's shout, he slowly said, "General, you are indeed very imposing! What brings you here?"

"What is it? Hahahaha—that day, I fought a fierce battle with the princess and was retreating. Just when we thought we had escaped, a group of silver-clad soldiers suddenly appeared out of nowhere. I couldn't catch up in time, and the princess died on the spot! Have you forgotten?" The big man's eyes were bloodshot and black, like a prehistoric beast. He was about to pounce on the middle-aged man not far away and devour him.

“If I don’t kill her, no one else will tolerate her, and my Li family will be reduced to ruins! I feel ashamed about what happened to my eldest sister!”

"That's good to hear! I heard you slaughtered all your brothers?! Well done! In that case, I'll spare your life today! Hahahaha—"

Upon hearing this, Li Shimin's expression darkened slightly, but he merely chuckled and said, "This is not the work of the infamous 'Wudang Demon God' of yesteryear!"

"Hahahaha—with the princess dead and the women's army gone, Wudang is no more. Today, only Yan Qixing, who has come for revenge, remains! Prepare to die!"

Upon hearing this, Li Shimin sighed softly. "It's a pity that my Great Tang Dynasty has lost a brilliant general!"

With a swift swing of his halberd, Yan Qixing sent the men blocking Li Shimin's path flying like clay chickens, earthen dogs, and mud figures, their brains splattering as they died! In a few strides, he was in front of Li Shimin, all the pent-up resentment of the past years culminating in this single halberd strike!

Li Shimin felt a strong wind whipping his face! A fierce wind howled, and the eerie laughter of countless gods and demons filled his ears. The radiant smile of Princess Pingyang from years past seemed to flicker before him! Suddenly, a flash of light appeared before his eyes—it was the day of his coronation, with countless fierce generals and civil officials kneeling before him. Suddenly, boundless pride rose from his chest, and an inexplicable power surged from his lower dantian—

"clang!"

Sparks flew, and a deafening roar echoed! A sword and a halberd clashed!

Behind them, the entire inn was a scene of utter chaos!

"Good! Your martial arts have improved after all these years! Take another strike from my halberd!"

At this moment, Li Shimin had no way to express his suffering! His tiger's mouth was split open, and blood flowed down the hilt of his sword. The right half of his body was completely paralyzed and unable to move!

A strong gust of wind rose again! Li Shimin was thrown to the ground in a sorry state—

"Splat—" His left arm was slashed, and his hand bones were broken!

"Boom—" Another halberd slammed heavily to the ground, this time ripping off a large chunk of flesh from Li Shimin's chest! He felt a chill run down his spine, cold sweat pouring down his back! Before he could think of anything else, a gust of wind rushed towards him, and another halberd came hurtling towards him—

"My life is over—!"

Just as Li Shimin closed his eyes and awaited death, he was spared the pain of being struck by sword for a long time!