Quick Transmigration: Cannon Fodder's Daily Rise to Power and Face-Slapping

On the battlefield of the virtual world, everything appears so real, as if it were no different from the real world.

Every attack and every drop of blood shed underscores the cruelty and ruthlessness of war.

However, Leng Yuexing felt no discomfort at all; his mind was as calm as a still lake, without the slightest ripple.

Leng Yuexing stood steadily at the rear of the battlefield, his gaze sharp as he calmly observed the changing situation.

Under his fierce attack, Derian's army gradually lost the ability to resist and began to retreat in defeat.

As time went on, it became increasingly difficult for Derian's army to withstand the Cold Moon Star's offensive.

Finally, after a fatal blow from Leng Yuexing, Derian's defenses completely collapsed.

In the chaos, Derian was also captured alive by Leng Yuexing.

The moment Derian was captured, two huge words suddenly appeared in front of Leng Yuexing: "Victory!"

These two words shone with golden light, as if they were the best affirmation of Leng Yuexing's victory.

Immediately afterward, their vision blurred for a moment, and Leng Yuexing and Delian were ejected from the virtual world.

The scene before them gradually became clearer, and they were still standing steadily on the summit.

The next moment, the high priest's voice, like a booming bell, echoed across the mountaintop: "In the third round, His Highness the Crown Prince wins!"

Immediately afterwards, he raised his scepter high and announced in a booming voice: "Drian's challenge has failed, and His Highness the Crown Prince is the new emperor of Planet North!"

Before he finished speaking, the high priest knelt on one knee without hesitation, bowed his head and said, "Greetings, Your Majesty!" His movements were standard and solemn, full of reverence for the emperor.

The battle between Leng Yuexing and Delian in the virtual world had just been witnessed by all the nobles and ministers present. They saw Leng Yuexing's swift and decisive methods and his ruthless side, and they were filled with both admiration and fear.

After the High Priest knelt before Leng Yuexing, they all followed suit, kneeling down without hesitation and shouting, "Greetings, Your Majesty!"

Their voices intertwined, forming a deafening roar that echoed through the mountains for a long time.

The shouts echoed from the mountaintop down to the foot of the mountain, and the soldiers and servants guarding the mountain also knelt down and shouted back.

"Rise!" Leng Yuexing's voice was full of authority.

He then looked at Derian, who was lying exhausted on the ground, and ordered the soldiers beside him to banish Derian from the planet North.

Derian was deathly pale. He felt he had lost something important, something more important than the throne, yet he had lost it.

He was led away by the soldiers into a nearby aircraft, looking utterly disoriented.

As he flew further and further away from Planet North, he couldn't help but clutch his chest and cough up blood before finally losing consciousness.

Leng Yuexing was unaware that Derian, who had left, was dead. He only knew that the sapling had already reclaimed the fortune of the chosen one of the Heavenly Dao in this world.

After everything was resolved, the ancestral worship ceremony was held.

It was already noon, and the sunlight shone down from above, illuminating Leng Yuexing as if coating him with a layer of golden light.

He took the inscription from the high priest and read it aloud to the tombstone covered with the names of emperors.

As the last character fell, Leng Yuexing raised the mounting and threw it into the burning bronze cauldron in front of her.

The next moment, something magical happened: a small tornado suddenly appeared on the bronze cauldron, swirling the burning inscription high into the air.

The inscription burned in the small tornado, and the ashes were carried straight up into the distant sky by the tornado.

It looked as if they had been sent to a distant place by some unknown entity.

The appearance of the miracle added a touch of mystery to Leng Yuexing's succession to the throne.

This made people admire and affirm him even more.

The ancestral worship ceremony was successfully completed, and everyone prepared to leave the mountain.

Leng Yuexing also ordered the Crown Prince's guards to teleport him back to the spaceship.

At this moment, a young nobleman mustered his courage and stepped forward, "Your Majesty, is that Bloodthirsty Nine-Tailed Fox your spaceship? Are you the one who wiped out the space pirates?"

Leng Yuexing chuckled, "It's me, but..." He pointed to Xie Feng beside him, "I have to thank Xie Feng a lot; he helped build this spaceship."

"It really is His Majesty!" the young nobleman exclaimed in surprise, completely ignoring Xie Feng standing to the side.

“You are the hero I have always admired!” He looked at Leng Yuexing with sparkling eyes.

Xie Feng, who was standing to the side, frowned and stepped forward to block the other's view. "His Majesty is very busy and doesn't have much time to discuss this matter with you."

After saying that, he waved his hand toward the spaceship, and the two figures disappeared from the young nobleman's sight in the next moment.

Opening her eyes from the teleportation room in the spaceship, Leng Yuexing turned her head and gently kissed Xie Feng's cheek.

"There's a strong smell of vinegar. Looks like I won't need to dip my dumplings in vinegar today."

Xie Feng put his arm around Leng Yuexing's waist, his voice low and deep, "I regret it."

"I shouldn't have brought you back. I should have kept you hidden by my side, so that you could only see me!"

Leng Yuexing opened her mouth to say something, but Xie Feng grabbed her chin and kissed her lips.

Jealousy burned in Xie Feng's heart, as if it would set him on fire.

The next moment, he picked Leng Yuexing up in his arms and strode towards the bedroom.

All the prince's guards on the road buried their heads in their chests, wishing they could find a crack to hide themselves so as not to disturb the two of them.

Leng Yuexing swallowed back all the words she wanted to say after seeing Xie Feng's impending descent into darkness.

He knew perfectly well that he absolutely could not add fuel to the fire for Xie Feng at this moment, otherwise he would be the one to suffer later.

The feeling from last time was still fresh in her mind, and Leng Yuexing couldn't help but whisper, "Be gentler."

Xie Feng raised his head, his eyes dark and possessive, as if he wanted to tear Leng Yuexing apart and devour her whole. This made Leng Yuexing's heart pound wildly as she looked at him.

Excitement surged through her body, and Leng Yuexing suddenly smiled. Then she hooked her arm around Xie Feng's neck and gently bit his lips.

"Okay, I promise you," Xie Feng said in a low voice, his voice hoarse yet magnetic.

The next moment, the bedroom door was closed, and Leng Yuexing was pressed against the window by Xie Feng.

Before him lay the vast universe, and behind him, Xie Feng's burning chest.

Under the witness of a sky full of stars, Xie Feng savored the Cold Moon Star...

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The formal coronation ceremony was held a month later.

On the same day, Leng Yuexing and Xie Feng's wedding was also held.

After their marriage, Xie Feng and Leng Yuexing were inseparable.

Wherever Leng Yuexing is, Xie Feng's shadow will surely be seen.

He didn't build a cage for Leng Yuexing, but instead used himself as a cage to imprison him by his side, ensuring that Leng Yuexing could never leave him.

Their love story has been passed down through generations.

The mimosa tree that the two planted together became a place where lovers in later generations pledged their love.