Comprehensive Network: Starting with Martial Artists to Stack Passive Skills

Chapter 88 Are They Born with a Clan?! Qixian County!

Outside the tent, the rain poured down like a waterfall, while inside, the oil lamp cast a dim yellow light.

Muddy water dripped down Chen Sheng's tattered clothes. He hunched over, letting the officer's whip lash his shoulders with a dull thud.

Another officer staggered to his feet, drew his bronze sword from his waist, pointed the tip at Chen Sheng's throat, and laughed slurringly, "You lowly soldier, dare to delay the journey? If you don't leave by tomorrow, I'll chop off your dog's head first!"

Chen Sheng lowered his head and remained silent, his shoulders and back trembling slightly.

Hold on, you absolutely must hold on! There's no need to hold back any longer!

"Now!"

Chen Sheng suddenly looked up, his eyes flashing with ferocity. His left hand gripped the whip like an iron clamp, and his right fist slammed into the officer's face with a loud "bang!"

The sound of a nasal bone shattering rang out simultaneously with a scream.

Another officer, filled with shock and anger, swung his sword to stab, but Lu Qingfeng swiftly rushed through the central gate.

A concise elbow strike, a simple grappling move.

"Snap!"

His arm was broken, and his longsword fell to the ground.

Lu Qingfeng seized the opportunity to grab the sword hilt, and the sword flashed like a bolt of lightning, slashing horizontally. Two heads rolled into the mud, blood gushing out like a fountain.

The tent fell silent for a moment, then was engulfed by the deafening thunderclap outside.

"Sacrifice the flag!"

Chen Sheng wiped the blood splattered on his face and shouted at Wu Guang, played by Lu Qingfeng!

Without needing to speak, Lu Qingfeng, who was familiar with the process, had already lifted the two heads and strode out of the tent.

The torrential rain washed away the bloodstains, as well as the fear and numbness that the hundreds of soldiers had been experiencing for days.

"Brothers!"

Chen Sheng leaped onto the grain cart, covered in blood, and shouted loudly.

The interplay of firelight and lightning illuminated his gaunt figure, making him appear like a wildly dancing ghost.

"If the rain obstructs the great marshland, those who miss the deadline will be executed! Even if they are lucky enough to survive, nine out of ten will be sent to the frontier for hard labor!"

His words, though unadorned, struck a chord deep within everyone's hearts: "Since you're going to die anyway, why not die a quick and painless death?!"

"Kings, Nobles, Generals and Ministers"

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Chen Sheng paused, his gaze sweeping across every face with piercing intensity, seeing only blankness, struggle, and the slowly igniting sparks.

He inhaled deeply, his chest heaving like a bellows, and with all his might roared out those earth-shattering eight words: "Are you born with a special destiny?!"

"Are you born with a special destiny?!"

Lu Qingfeng swung his sword, severing the flagpole, and hoisted the bloodied head high into the air, letting out a long howl.

That sound became a raging fire that ignited the barren plains.

First, a few scattered voices trembled as they echoed: "Are they born with a special destiny?!"

Then came ten, a hundred —

Finally, the entire camp erupted in a roar like a landslide and a tsunami: "Are kings and nobles born with a special destiny?!"

The imprint on their souls gave these people, who were once considered worthless, the insane courage to overthrow the heavens for the first time.

Lu Qingfeng stood in the crowd, looking at the faces ignited by fire and blood. It was these people who laid the foundation for countless major events in the future.

But he still had a historical mission to fulfill. Lu Qingfeng raised his sword high, pointing it towards Xianyang, and shouted with all his might, "Defeat the wicked! Slay the tyrannical Qin!!"

"Crush the wicked! Slay the tyrannical Qin!!"

The roars coalesced into thunder, resonating with the lightning in the sky.

The rain intensified, as if in response to the wildfire that burst forth from the mud and despair.

[You were deeply involved in a major historical event, and you have gained a new special effect: Are kings and nobles born with a special destiny?]

When you make a will check, you gain an additional +1 saving throw.

Your mental resilience and resistance to illusions have increased.

When you inflict damage on members of the elite class, you will receive an additional 10% true damage.

Your words have a greater impact on others; in special circumstances, you can even forcibly change a person's mind.

[Other special effects are pending activation————]

When a person is immersed in such a grand scene, they will forget the passage of time. Just as they are resonating with their spiritual realm with the dragon-like torch in front of them, Lu Qingfeng feels that the divination mark on the back of his hand is reacting differently.

The world before my eyes began to shake violently.

Whether it was the soldiers' spirited figures, the burning torches, or the clear and unending prairie fire in Lu Qingfeng's field of vision, all of them rippled like the reflection of a stone thrown into a water mirror, and then gradually distorted and shattered!

[Warning: Fragments of historical echoes are about to collapse!]

[Detection indicates that Wu Guang's replacement has completed the core event nodes: Slaying the military officer and the Blood Oath Uprising]

[Completion rate of the first stage of the "Fox's Sorrow" quest: 92%]

The worldline deviation remains stable at 3.05% – meeting mission requirements.

[Soon to be forcibly removed from the current historical fragments —]

"Let's go!"

Lu Qingfeng let out a low shout and kicked up Wu Ying, the wild cat that was already curled up at his feet. At the same time, he fully activated his illusory body to minimize his presence.

Regardless of the outcome.

That phrase, "Are kings and nobles born with a special destiny?" has spread like wildfire across the barren wasteland of history.

[You have transcended the fragments of historical echoes: "The Soldiers' Lament"]

[Mission Progress Update: Wu Ying's existence has been initially concealed, and the historical trajectory has not been significantly altered]

[Reward settlement delayed (rewards will be distributed after all tasks are completed)]

With his feet firmly planted, Lu Qingfeng found himself back in that scorched, desolate wasteland.

Returning to this dilapidated place once again, Lu Qingfeng showed no sign of annoyance. He simply sat down cross-legged quickly, wanting only to imprint the flame of change in his spiritual world onto his mind.

The previous effects of the entries were simply forcibly saved by the network; how to use them is up to you!

Refine your spirit! Battle will! Grind it!

After a long while, Lu Qingfeng opened his eyes, a flash of blood-red flames passing through them.

You have successfully imprinted a spirit of humanity upon yourself!

[You have received a permanent attribute boost: Willpower +1!]

Your mind and spirit have grown tremendously! Body and soul are now united! The period of adjustment for this grand feast is over!

You can now increase your attributes by consuming new targets!

Lu Qingfeng slowly came to understand his own growth. External strength is ultimately illusory; true strength lies in the power of the mind.

After a long pause, he looked at the back of his hand. The pale blue divination mark was now slightly swollen, with fine cracks appearing on its surface. Something had awakened!

[The Nine Netherworld Fate-Gazing Seal (Fragment) resonates!]

[Hint: You have triggered one of the core clues of the "Past Events" instance: "Echoes of War"]

[The trigger conditions for the second historical echo have been met.]

Before the notification from the integrated network had even faded, ripples appeared in the space a hundred meters ahead once again.

This time, the people who appeared were not from the period of the previous uprising; there wasn't even a trace of them.

Instead, a city?

Yes, it's a city!

A dilapidated town built of loess, stained with blood.

There were charred fire marks on the city wall, and countless mutilated corpses and broken weapons were piled up at its base.

In the hazy image, one can vaguely see a crumbling plaque above the city gate, inscribed with two ancient seal characters:

Qixian County.