Me and countless me.

Chapter 617 The Overlord Reborn
"...At this moment, the young Guanyinbi is very curious about you and wants to tease you to see how good your martial arts are. She is also thinking about her marriage. Mission: Make Guanyinbi develop feelings for you. Reward: A random BMW."

"How come this one is also Guanyinbi?"

Li Ke immediately turned his head to look in the direction from which the gaze came from, and immediately saw a Taoist nun wearing a Taoist robe, who looked to be only about twenty years old, looking in his direction with a look of astonishment in her eyes. She clearly could not believe that she had killed Huo Du so easily.

Her appearance was exceptionally beautiful, comparable to that of Xiaolongnu, but with an added touch of allure.

His face was as cold as ice, and he had absolutely no human warmth to speak of.

But Li Ke wanted to complain about something else.

"Don't treat me like Guanyin's maid just because I'm a pretty woman. This idiotic system of yours, please stop giving me weird tasks randomly, okay?"

Li Ke complained, but didn't take the task to heart. Instead, he gripped his sword and looked at Huo Du, whose expression had changed drastically and who was completely bewildered, and spoke up.

“Although I know that Genghis Khan’s descendants would not mind your death, if you die here, even if the Mongols are brutal, they will still send people to find me out of politeness, and then my goal can be achieved. So Prince Khodu, I have no choice but to borrow your head.”

Sheathed his sword, switched to his spear, and with a light tap, lifted Huo Du's head off. Then, with a swift sweep, Huo Du's head flew straight to the city gate and hung on the plaque.

"Kill him! Avenge Prince Huodu!"

The Mongol officer who had been leading the charge roared and charged at Li Ke, but Li Ke suddenly swept his spear horizontally, and the officer parried with his own longsword.

The Mongol officer believed that even if Li Ke was a master of martial arts, he would not die as long as he blocked with his steel-forged longsword; at most, he would only be injured. Therefore, he was very confident and did not see or hear the white mist that formed in the air when Li Ke swung his spear, along with a shrill screech.

He charged forward confidently, and the next moment, the spear in Li Ke's hand suddenly grazed past his face. Then, the spear, which swung at supersonic speed, returned to its previous position. This time, the 300-pound spear directly swept at supersonic speed onto the Mongolian officer's broadsword, which was less than half a centimeter thick!

Almost instantly, the Mongol officer was everywhere. His body was swept away and flew out, shattering into pieces in mid-air. His limbs shot out like cannonballs, instantly knocking away the soldiers behind him!

The mangled body crashed through the deserted house behind it, leaving a visible dent in the brick wall and scattering bits of flesh and blood that had turned into minced meat. It went straight to the underworld with its eyes wide open!

"team leader!"

The Mongol soldier who wasn't hit was terrified. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Li Ke's spear transform into a cloud of energy and rush towards him. Along with the spear came a strange sound that resembled a dragon's roar!

Li Ke's thrust pierced the man's head instantly, exploding it open. Then, with a flick of his spear, the man's body was pulled onto Li Ke's spear, and Li Ke flung him onto another man who hadn't yet realized his captain was dead!
The remaining three Mongol soldiers were also struck by lightning; they were sent flying backward, twitched a few times on the ground, and died without even seeing Li Ke's actions.

After Li Ke finished doing all this, he looked at the Jurchen and Han people who were filled with fear and shouted loudly.

"I am a cultivator from Zhongnan Mountain. Seeing the suffering of the mortal world, I have come down from the mountain to save the world and change the world!"

When Li Ke shouted, he used the secret technique of the Buddhist Lion's Roar, and his voice could be heard throughout most of the capital. However, after hearing his words, most people were stunned, incredulous, and bewildered.

The next moment, Li Ke mustered all his strength and shouted again.

"Shared prosperity and hardship! Equal land distribution and tax exemption! Follow me, and we'll have food to eat! Let's storm the granaries together!"

After Li Ke finished speaking, he strode towards the granary. Upon hearing that there was food to eat, some of the refugees outside and inside the city closed their doors and windows tightly, while those who were extremely hungry walked towards the granary in a daze, wanting to see if anyone had really broken into the granary. If so, they would wait for them to leave and pick up some grains that had fallen on the ground to eat.

The remaining wealthy and powerful families within the city either closed their doors or hurriedly went to notify the Mongols to arrest Li Ke, this madman. Many remnants of the Jurchen forces even took the opportunity to cause trouble, either fleeing Dadu or seeking revenge in the chaos.

But there is no doubt that most of the Mongol patrol soldiers in the city are heading towards Li Ke's direction at this moment!
These Mongols roared out like tigers and wolves, rushing into the street. They were somewhat bewildered when they saw only Li Ke and Yang Guo behind him, but after Li Ke shouted the slogan of equal land distribution and tax exemption again, they did not hesitate to ride their horses towards Li Ke!

Meanwhile, the Han Chinese scholars who had come from the rear to join the Mongols saw that Li Ke was all alone and couldn't help but speak to the officer.

"The enemy must have something to rely on if they come alone. Should we be more cautious and ask the general for more men?"

However, the officer, looking at Li Ke walking on the ground and the Mongol cavalry that had reached Li Ke, showed no concern and spoke confidently.

"No matter how many conspiracies this person has behind him, no matter what happens, the Mongol cavalry is invincible..."

However, just as he was speaking, a gust of wind suddenly swept past him, and he turned his head in astonishment to see a horse—no, it should be said that half a horse, carrying its rider, crashing into the wall!

This half-horse has a head, neck, rump, and four legs, but it only looks like half of a horse, as if it has been compressed by something, as if someone is holding its neck down and pressing its upper body inside its body.

The knight on its back lay motionless, his eyes wide open, atop the mangled horse's head, blood gushing from his mouth, clearly beyond saving.

"This……"

The officer opened his eyes wide, wanting to say something, but another afterimage flew past his eyes and crashed into the wall again!

This time, however, countless drops of blood splattered out. It turned out that a cavalryman was swept away by something, but only his upper body was hit. When he was hit by the wall, his body exploded, causing countless drops of blood to splatter out!

The officer's body was covered in blood, and his mind was in a daze. He slowly turned his head and looked in the direction from which the soldiers had come. He saw Li Ke wielding his spear, sweeping away the Mongolian warriors who had not yet stopped their horses, scattering them everywhere like garbage!
Just as easily as throwing stones when he was a child, no charging cavalry could stand firm next to that man. They were all swept away like trash for more than ten meters in an instant, and then disappeared without a trace.

"Is...is this a human being?"

He couldn't help but ask himself this question, as did the other Mongol soldiers. They screamed, turned their horses around, and fled the scene in utter chaos.

The stunned Mongol officer watched helplessly as Li Ke approached him. Overwhelmed by immense terror, he couldn't even think of escaping. He mechanically placed his hand on the hilt of his sword, trying to draw it for a final, desperate fight.

At least that way one can die with some dignity.

But just as he thought he would die the instant he drew his sword, he felt a large hand press down on the hilt of his blade. Looking down, he saw Li Ke's hand, but when he looked up, he saw a pair of gentle eyes.

His body began to tremble with fear of an invincible enemy, causing the silver lock he had made for his newborn child to fall to the ground.

“Life doesn’t need to be wasted like this. Standing in front of me instead of running away has already proven that you are not a coward and that you are loyal. Now, help me tell the master of this city that if he surrenders and pledges allegiance to me, I can spare his life and lead him to a more glorious future. But if he refuses, I will have no choice but to kill him and those who are unwilling to follow me.”

After a pause, Li Ke smiled at the Mongolian officer who was still wearing a newly made longevity lock.

"Believe me, under my command, there is no difference between Mongols, Song people, Jurchens, and Khitans. I will accept anyone who is willing to live in peace and prosperity. Because in the country I am about to create, there will be no distinction between ethnicities; everyone will be one nation. Moreover, even if you want to be my enemy, go back and see your children first. After all... I don't really want to deprive a father of the right to give gifts to his children."

After speaking, Li Ke released the officer's hand and gracefully walked past him.

The Mongol officer's hand remained on the hilt of his sword. He turned around blankly, watching Yang Guo follow closely behind that immortal-like figure, watching the other stride towards the granary, yet he felt no desire to attack.

He was completely stunned by Li Ke's demeanor. He was certain that he had just had a brush with death! It wouldn't have taken much effort for the other party to kill him!

So when he saw Li Ke easily knock down another group of Mongol cavalrymen with another shot, he couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"...Can a country where land is distributed equally and taxes are waived, and everyone is of one nation, truly exist?"

Upon hearing his words, the Han scholar, who was hiding to the side trembling, hurriedly and cautiously spoke up.

"My lord, you must not let anyone hear this! It will be bad for you! That sorcerer will surely be subdued, and you cannot ruin your future!"

Upon hearing this, the Mongol officer looked at the wet patch between the scholar's legs and felt a surge of disgust. He couldn't help but draw his long sword and slash at the scholar's neck!

"Your master's affairs are none of your business, you servant!"

As the long sword fell, blood gushed from the scholar's neck. He stared in disbelief at his master, for he had been such a good slave, and this was how he ended up.

However, his master didn't even glance at him, just staring blankly in the direction Li Ke had left, with only one thought in his mind.

"What such a powerful person says must have some truth to it!"

His heart was restless, filled with a strong urge to follow Li Ke forward, even if it meant death!

However, whether it was Li Ke's specific mention of his son or his own responsibilities, he had no choice but to pick up the silver lock from the ground and, with his remaining men, quickly report to the local general.

Then--

He was beheaded by the city's defending general on charges of spreading heresy.

"There's no one in this world who can send a man and a horse flying more than ten meters with a single blow! Even the most skilled martial artists couldn't do that!"

The garrison commander of Dadu, Mu Huali, looked disdainfully at the officer whose head had been chopped off, convinced that the man had been terrified and was trying to escape punishment, so he casually beheaded him. However, he spared the soldiers who had fled with the officer, intending to have them be the first to attack Li Ke later, or to use them as cannon fodder in subsequent battles.

However, the fact that Huo Du had died here still pleased him, so he looked at the Imperial Preceptor sitting next to him, the famous Golden Wheel Monk, and spoke with a light smile.

"The one who could kill Prince Huodu must be a master... and if I remember correctly, Prince Huodu was your disciple, wasn't he, Dharma King?"

The monk, his face ashen, already wanted to sever ties with Huo Du, but seeing Mu Huali's teasing expression, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and speak.

"Indeed, General. Please allow me to punish this man and quell the rebellion in Dadu!"

Although he hadn't really cared much about Huo Du, this useless disciple, he was still his disciple after all, and the people behind him still had some influence in Mongolia. So, for both personal and professional reasons, the Golden Wheel Monk had to make this trip!
"Then I will have to trouble the Grand Preceptor. Please bring a few hundred men and resolve this matter quickly."

Mu Huali nodded, deciding not to pay any more attention to the matter. After all, it was obvious that it was caused by martial arts masters, and this kind of thing could be left to the Golden Wheel Monk.

Could it be that this person named Li Ke really be able to send someone flying more than ten meters away with a single blow?
No way!

Mu Huali wasn't unfamiliar with martial arts, nor was he unfamiliar with seeing so-called martial arts masters being surrounded and killed, so he didn't care at all.

So, the Golden Wheel Monk led several hundred people to the granary and saw Li Ke.

When they saw Li Ke, he was fighting with the local garrison. So the Golden Wheel Monk didn't hold back and charged straight at Li Ke, shouting loudly as he did so.

"I, the Golden Wheel Monk, will meet you, hero of the Great Song Dynasty, today!"

This was no different from a direct and aboveboard challenge. Confident in his unparalleled skills and invincibility, he arrogantly arrived in front of Li Ke ten seconds after shouting out, brazenly grabbing the spear that Li Ke was wielding.

So, the next moment——

The Golden Wheel Monk, who was sent flying backwards and whose head smashed through a wall, spat out a mouthful of blood. Looking at the constantly spinning sky, he asked the granary manager who was hiding behind the wall.

"Where is this humble monk? Is this still the human realm? My head..."

The Dharma King spat out another mouthful of blood before finally asking the second half of the question, his mind still hazy.

"...Are you still there?!"

(End of this chapter)