Ruthless Host and Her Little Darling Quick Transmigration

Du Weijian received the imperial edict, but before he could kowtow and express his gratitude, a seven-colored ray of light enveloped him and carried him into the sky.

You might imagine him soaring through the sky, freely flying among the white clouds, a gentle breeze caressing his face, feeling utterly carefree.

No, he only felt his waist was about to be broken, and the strong wind rushed into his mouth and nose, almost suffocating him to death.

Fortunately, his posture was quickly adjusted and his speed was slowed down.

Du Weijian was numb as he looked at the imperial edict hanging behind him like a tattered rag.

Is this what the Emperor prepared for him? Let's set off immediately.

This was the first time in his life he had experienced such a thrilling and exciting adventure. One moment they were soaring through the clouds, the next they almost collided with a bird; Du Weijian's heart was pounding.

When he arrived at the border, Dewey stood on the ground, his legs dangling.

Seeing the "About to Depart" sign that had brought him there, it transformed into a divine sword. With remarkable sentience, it stepped forward and knocked on the door, leaving the soldiers on the city wall dumbfounded.

Could this be the divine sword Qinghong? It truly is a divine sword! People always say that precious swords possess a spirit, and this is a truly spiritual sword. Du Weijian suddenly felt incredibly confident about this trip.

"Open the city gates immediately! Minister of Revenue Du Weijian, by order of the Emperor, has brought the divine sword Qinghong to assist General Li! The imperial edict is here as proof."

Qinghong stopped knocking and thoughtfully delivered the imperial edict.

The soldier rubbed his eyes as he watched the sword fly towards him. The sword was still there! Good heavens, he'd actually seen a flying sword!

Could this be the divine sword Qinghong? With such a divine sword, taking someone's head from a thousand miles away would be a piece of cake.

The soldier stared intently at Qinghong for a while before finally taking the imperial edict. After confirming its authenticity, the soldier opened the city gate and let Du Weijian in.

Du Weijian staggered into the city, and the first thing he said to General Li was to immediately declare war on both countries.

"I wonder what scheme Minister Du has in mind?" General Li's name was Li Wei, and he had met Du Weijian in his early years.

At that time, Du Weijian was just a child, but he spoke with composure and clarity. He even said that when he grew up, he would become a great general, bravely fight the enemy, and defend his homeland.

"With the divine sword, do we still need schemes?" Du Weijian asked rhetorically, looking at him with a childlike bewilderment.

General Li was completely bewildered. Didn't warfare require strategy? Was this the same calm, composed young man who aspired to be a great general? The difference in their personalities was too great!

"Pass down the order: start the battle immediately! I'm the vanguard, my word is law. Get me some food; I haven't eaten a single bite since I arrived from Shengjing. Do you know how I got here? The Emperor just issued the decree, and I didn't even have time to read it before I was transported here. It was incredibly dangerous and thrilling. You've never flown before, have you? That's how I was flown all the way here..."

Looking at the talkative man in front of him, General Li felt a little disillusioned.

It's said that the court is rife with intrigue, backstabbing, and deceit. Why is this person so straightforward? Isn't he afraid of not coming back from the battlefield?

They say you can tell what a person will be like at three years old, but the person in front of me is so different; they seem to be getting more and more backward as they get older.

Du Weijian completely failed to grasp the complex emotions General Li was experiencing. His worldview had been shaken, and he desperately needed someone to share his observations and experiences. After venting his frustrations, he finally realized he had talked too much.

"Ahem! My apologies for earlier. Give me two chicken drumsticks. We'll take Qi this afternoon and Wei tomorrow. We can't let a single one of their soldiers escape. They've been burning, killing, and looting on the border for so many years; they're nothing but beasts. We can't let them have a chance to surrender."

“This matter needs to be remembered for a long time. I know that Lord Du is eager to make a name for himself, but…” General Li’s attitude was relatively mild, but his opposition was very obvious.

"No buts needed. I said I'd take it, and I meant it." Du Weijian's attitude was extremely firm, more so than ever before, all thanks to the confidence Qinghong gave him.

General Li chuckled inwardly. Didn't he have any idea of ​​his own capabilities? Take Qi this afternoon, take Wei tomorrow? I bet he can't take either. Making such boastful claims, isn't he afraid of his own words going astray?

"Qinghong, come and greet General Li. Qinghong!..." Du Weijian searched inside and outside the tent, but still couldn't find Qinghong.

Looking at General Li, whom he had admired since childhood, with a look of utter disbelief, Du Weijian forced a calm demeanor. "Hehe! General Li, let's put the attack on Qi Kingdom on hold for now. Don't worry, we'll attack Qi Kingdom as soon as Qinghong returns."

Oh, divine sword, where are you? Do you know I've never been so embarrassed before?

What could General Li do? He could only smile. "It's alright. Who is this Qinghong you mentioned? I can send soldiers to find her."

"Qinghong is a divine sword bestowed by His Majesty the Emperor. He will return on his own." Du Qianfeng's tone was very firm, and his eyes shone brightly, like a fanatical religious believer.

General Li shuddered violently. "A lunatic! A sword? It came back on its own? Are you dreaming! A divine sword, indeed? I feel like you're from a completely different world!"

Li Wei finally couldn't stand his inexplicable behavior anymore and insisted on sending him back.

"General! Two people have arrived at the camp." The soldier's expression was dreamy.

"It's just two people, what's the big deal?" General Li let Du Weijian off the hook for the time being and turned to leave the tent.

"You'll see for yourself when you go. I'm not entirely sure either." Knowing his own soldiers well, Li Wei quickened his pace upon hearing this, wanting to see what was so different about the two men.

A crowd had gathered in the open space outside, and when they saw General Li approaching, they all made way for him.

"General, these two people seem to be... enemy generals?" The lieutenant's expression was also dreamy.

Upon hearing this, General Li quickly took a few steps, lowered his head, and repeatedly confirmed the identities of the two men. Finally, he had to admit that these two men were indeed the generals of the Qi and Wei kingdoms.

As soon as Du Weijian arrived, he saw two people, supposedly some kind of general. Whether they were generals or not, he didn't care. He squeezed into the encirclement, a difficult task; if he weren't so thin, he wouldn't have been able to get in at all.

Within the encirclement, a sword floated in mid-air, performing acrobatic maneuvers, its entire body shimmering with iridescent light. Those around stared in disbelief; the scene was utterly bizarre.

"Qinghong! I've finally found you! Were those two the ones you caught? How are you so amazing? You've done a great service right away." Du Weijian's flattery caught the attention of General Li.

Seeing the layers upon layers of encirclement, General Li decided to go and check. Since the people on the ground were unconscious, even with extraordinary abilities, they couldn't escape.

General Li initially struggled to squeeze in, but upon feeling a touch on his shoulder, the soldier turned around and immediately made way for him.

The next scene completely shattered General Li's worldview: a flying, multicolored sword floated in the air, like a proud little child, performing various difficult moves.