Dimensional Codex System: I'm really not a cultist!

Upon hearing the sudden mobile phone ringtone, those soldiers were at a loss, and the executioner who had previously raised his axe was so frightened that he kept retreating.

"Chop him! Why aren’t you chopping?"

The official hurriedly dodged back while shouting, and the executioner, too, looked terrified in response to the official’s command.

"Master, this must be a yokai!"

Well, that’s normal, after all, this kind of thing hasn’t appeared in this era yet.

"Chop him first, or I’ll chop you!"

The head soldier was shouting angrily now, though... hmm, it seemed he didn’t dare to make a move either.

After all, if the other party really was a yokai, chopping him would bring retribution.

However, the executioner wasn’t stupid; nobody wanted to mess with inexplicable things. After hesitating for a bit, he bypassed the young man and moved in front of another prisoner.

"Master, he’s a major criminal, chop him first!"

I have to say, this executioner had quite a strong will to survive, but alas... it was of no use.

"Swish, swish, swish!!"

Just as the executioner raised the cleaver, arrows suddenly shot through the air, hitting the executioner and killing him. Immediately, an angry shout was heard, and several men on horseback galloped toward the execution ground.

Hmm, a real rescue at the execution ground was happening.

At this moment, the surrounding onlookers were, of course, frightened and scattered in all directions. The soldiers rushed forward to stop them, but Fang Zheng was not willing to miss this good show, so he stepped back a few steps and hid in the shadows. Then, he casually glanced at the people coming to rescue the execution ground, and his gaze stopped on the leading man for a moment.

Hmm, this guy looks a bit familiar, huh?

Looking at the man, Fang Zheng squinted slightly, then withdrew his gaze and once again looked at the young man from before. At this moment, the head soldier also saw the situation was unfavorable, unsheathed his sword, and charged toward the young man, intending to kill the prisoner before the reinforcements succeeded. However, what he didn’t expect was that the young man actually stood up, then slammed his shoulder into the head soldier’s chest, sending the head soldier flying and passing out on the ground.

Hmm? This is interesting.

Seeing this, Fang Zheng was slightly taken aback and then looked at the young man with a playful gaze. It should be known that the head soldier just now was fully armored, well-built, and a professional soldier. Just his gear alone must’ve weighed over a hundred pounds. Yet this seemingly weak and thin young man, who looked no different from an average modern college student, actually knocked him flying with just a shoulder bump?

As expected, a transmigrator still has a golden finger.

As Fang Zheng was pondering, the young man hurriedly used the cleaver embedded in the ground to cut his binding ropes, then proceeded to rescue the prisoner beside him — well, lucky this is Ancient China, if it were a Western fantasy setting, Fang Zheng would have suspected he had stumbled into an Elder Scrolls game.

"I say, teacher, aren’t you filming? Why, why is everyone taking it so seriously?"

While untying the prisoners, the young man asked in confusion, and the prisoner stood up and grabbed the young man’s hand.

"I don’t understand what you’re saying, but thank you, righteous hero, for saving my life!"

Hahaha, this guy must be a fool, right?

At this point, Fang Zheng was rolling on the ground in the shadows, clutching his belly and laughing uncontrollably. This guy is much more interesting than Xiang Shaolong. After all, Xiang Shaolong knew beforehand that he would travel through time and space. But this guy looks more like an ordinary unlucky fellow, although being this much of a fool is indeed quite hilarious...

At this moment, those prisoners were also fighting with the Qin soldiers, and amusingly, the young man still thought they were too deep into their roles, hastily picking up his phone to call 110 for the police — but of course, there was no reception!

What if there really was reception?

As a result, the fool couldn’t get through and ended up tapping a Qin soldier on the shoulder, showing him the phone.

"Brother, why is there no signal?"

Faced with such an unconventional person, the Qin soldier was bewildered, and the two exchanged a confused look before the young man seemed to come to his senses, shouting in fright and pushing the Qin soldier away.

By this time, Fang Zheng was laughing so hard it was difficult to breathe.

After this, the group that came to rescue the execution ground broke through the surrounding soldiers, reaching the execution grounds and joining the prisoners. The leading man grabbed the fool still futilely trying to call the police and whisked him away on horseback.

Meanwhile, Qin soldiers were continuously arriving, yet the leading man was like a celestial deity, wielding his sword from horseback and cutting down all the Qin soldiers before him. By now, Fang Zheng, whose stomach was hurting from laughter, also got up and looked at the man.

Hmm, he was just suspicious before, but now, seeing his sword skill and obviously extraordinary abilities...

Well, Xiang Shaolong, your son is more promising than you.

Eventually, the rescuing group broke through the encirclement and left, although the young man was hit by an arrow. The Qin soldiers naturally wouldn’t let such audacious rebels escape, promptly organizing and spreading out to search and scout for the whereabouts of these brazen criminals.

Hmm, that’s about it.

Seeing that there was no longer anything interesting here, Fang Zheng turned and left contentedly, intending to go and see the young man. I must admit, this young fool brought Fang Zheng far more joy than Xiang Shaolong. After all, Xiang Shaolong was a special forces soldier; when he acted foolishly, Fang Zheng only felt either he had a problem with his IQ or the ideological and political education of our army wasn’t strong enough, always leaving him uncomfortable.

But this fool in front of him seemed like just an ordinary college student, making his foolishness quite amusing.

And that guy who led the rescue... hey, the Xiang family owes me so many lives, when will you ever repay them?

Forget it, better to find a time to talk about money.

Discussing money doesn’t hurt feelings.

Although those people temporarily escaped the Qin soldiers’ pursuit, finding them would be quite easy for Fang Zheng. And even funnier was when Fang Zheng found them, that fool put on another great show for Fang Zheng — he first demanded that the two people who saved him call 120 for an ambulance (well, the Carefree Palace hadn’t expanded into this business), then questioned why the two didn’t understand modern medicine (it would be strange if they did!), afterward also asking that they at least anesthetize him...

So the burly man who previously led the rescue knocked him out with a palm strike, "anesthetizing" him directly.

Hmm... In the future, could it be that anesthesiologists in China will also need a Level Three certificate in Inner Strength?

But indeed, this young man is quite interesting. Fang Zheng discovered that his wounds healed in just one night, and the reason was the tiger-shaped pendant he wore around his neck. If this was when Fang Zheng first arrived in this world, he might have been a bit surprised, but now he’s hardly surprised by such things.

After all, every transmigrator needs a golden finger, right? Gigantic strength and fast healing are considered basic golden fingers. After all, if you’re bedridden for half a year due to injury, and suddenly your girlfriend and sister stop visiting... wouldn’t that be troublesome?

As for why it’s troublesome, that’s not meant for outsiders to know.

The next morning, the healed young man got up and started chatting with the man who had rescued him from execution. During this process, Fang Zheng learned that the young man’s name was Yi Xiaochuan, an unemployed photographer...

Hmm... Photographer huh... Photographer...

As for the man...

"I am a person from Xiang, last name Xiang, given name Yu, known as Xiang Yu!"

Well then...

Although Fang Zheng had already guessed, hearing the person himself speak his name still left Fang Zheng somewhat emotional. After all, the Xiang Yu in front of him was using the Internal Cultivation Methods and Swordsmanship that Fang Zheng had originally taught Xiang Shaolong—unless this Xiang Yu had also time-traveled from playing Dynasty Warriors, there could only be this one possibility.

After that, before they exchanged a few words, the pursuers arrived, and the group set out on the road to break the siege once again. Only this time, their luck was evidently not as good as before. Before long, they were surrounded by Qin Soldiers, and being annihilated seemed just a matter of time.

Alright, I’ve just about had enough of watching this scene.

Watching a group struggling to hold on while surrounded by Qin Soldiers, Fang Zheng also shook his head. To be honest, he had a fairly good impression of that fool Yi Xiaochuan. Although Yi Xiaochuan insisted that they were filming, Fang Zheng believed that the guy had long guessed the truth, just didn’t dare to believe it.

But people always have to face reality, don’t they?

So, let’s get to it.

At the same time, Xiang Yu and his group were completely surrounded by the Qin Soldiers. These Qin Soldiers raised their large shields and spears and approached slowly. They had no way out at this point.

Nothing left but to fight!

Thinking of this, Xiang Yu raised his sword, ready to charge, but at this moment...

"Dun dun dun..."

Suddenly, a clear sound of a zither quietly emerged, flowing through the battlefield like a stream of water. Hearing this beautiful zither sound, both sides of the battle stopped simultaneously. The Qin Soldiers looked around blankly, while even Xiang Yu was shocked, quickly widening his eyes to look around.

"What happened? What’s going on?"

Only Yi Xiaochuan was clueless, while the leading Officer was startled.

"No, it’s the Soul-Chasing Magic Sound! Retreat!"

Saying this, the Officer pulled his steed and ran away. The other Qin Soldiers also turned and fled as if hearing some terrifying news.

But unfortunately, once the zither music started, their fate was sealed.

The Officer who ran the fastest didn’t make it a hundred steps before collapsing to the ground, lifeless. The other soldiers were the same; under the enchanting zither sound, they ran only a few steps before falling directly. In just a moment, they were reduced to corpses.

Then, the zither music faded away.

Xiang Yu got off his horse, walked quickly to a Qin Soldier’s side, examined him carefully, and then was shocked, raised his head, and cupped his hands.

"Could it be the Sword Immortal who has acted to save us? Xiang Yu is incredibly grateful!"

"Sword Immortal?"

Hearing this, Yi Xiaochuan also widened his eyes and looked around in surprise. Then, after a moment, a voice emerged from within.

"There’s no need to be polite, it was just a small gesture."

Fang Zheng chuckled, looking at Xiang Yu in front of him.

"Besides, as the son of an old friend, seeing it happen, Fang naturally has to act."

"As expected, you are Young Master Fang!"

Seeing Fang Zheng, Xiang Yu’s eyes lit up immediately, rushing over in big strides.

"I am the son of Xiang Shaolong..."

"Yes, I know, Xiang Yu. From your appearance and swordsmanship, I could tell."

"So this is the Sword Immortal..."

Looking at Fang Zheng who was talking with Xiang Yu, Yi Xiaochuan scrutinized him, then pouted.

"Huh, I thought it would be a beauty, didn’t expect it to be a big guy..."

"..........."

Hearing this, Fang Zheng silently glanced at him.

Heh heh heh, do you believe I might just... end you?

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