Red Armor Silver Armor, Wolf of the Eastern Capital!

As everyone laughed and joked around, a low growl rang out.

It's here! Bai Ge thought to himself.

When Bai Ge had revealed Tang San's background earlier, his system had issued a reward: "Your Fourth Spirit Ring delivery is about to arrive. Please remember to sign for it."

Following the roar came a gigantic lion, its entire body seemingly forged from gold. It was over seven meters long, nearly eight, stood two meters at the shoulder, and had two exposed fangs like sharp swords!

Xiao Wu's little face went pale with fright. "A Golden Saber-Toothed Lion—and a Fifty Thousand Year Golden Saber-Toothed Lion!"

Zhao Wuji froze. "What?"

Xiao Wu hurriedly explained, "The Golden Saber-Toothed Lion is a mutated variant of the saber-toothed lion.

It is also the king of the saber-toothed lion spirit beast race.

Ordinary saber-toothed lions are merely Thousand Year spirit beasts. They are two to 2.7 meters long and a little over one meter at the shoulder. Other than their two enormous swordlike fangs, they are no different from ordinary lions.

But Golden Saber-Toothed Lions start at 2.7 meters in length, gaining one meter for every Ten Thousand Years of cultivation. This one is nearly eight meters long, meaning it has at least Fifty Thousand Years of cultivation!"

Xiao Wu anxiously tried to persuade Bai Ge. "It's impossible to hunt it for your Fourth Spirit Ring! Never mind whether you can defeat it—the absorption limit for a Spirit Master's Fourth Spirit Ring is around Five Thousand Years.

The Fifth Spirit Ring's limit is around Twelve Thousand Years.

The Sixth Spirit Ring's absorption limit is Twenty Thousand Years.

The Seventh Spirit Ring falls between Thirty Thousand and Fifty Thousand Years. Only upon reaching the Eighth Spirit Ring is it possible to absorb a spirit beast ring over Fifty Thousand Years.

Only the final Ninth Spirit Ring has the possibility of absorbing a Hundred Thousand Year spirit beast."

Bai Ge smiled and shook his head. "Xiao Wu, have you ever seen me fight at full strength?"

Xiao Wu was stunned. So were the Shrek students.

Bai Ge smiled. "No. Forget me—even when Xiao San truly goes all out, you've never seen it."

Bai Ge turned around to face Tang San. They exchanged a smile, sharing an unspoken understanding. "Whether it's me or Xiao San, what we truly excel at isn't fighting—it's killing!"

Those two simple words sent a faint chill through even Immovable Bright King Zhao Wuji, who had once been notorious throughout the Spirit Master world!

"If I had to put it into words, Xiao San excels at assassinations in the dark, at hunting souls and taking lives. As for me, I excel at close-quarters combat, at fighting to the death."

At that point, Bai Ge could not help mocking Tang San inwardly. In the later stages, Tang San was always carrying the Poseidon Trident or the Clear Sky Hammer and charging straight in.

Whenever Bai Ge saw that, he could not help complaining, Do you even remember that you're from the Tang Sect? You're a ranged fighter—why the hell are you playing melee?!

Looking at the Shrek students, Bai Ge let out a soft chuckle. "If Xiao San really used every method at his disposal, you wouldn't even know how you died.

In Shu's great clans, conflicts rage; dark clouds rise and soar across the nine heavens.

Needles, plumes, nails, and thorns dance between ten fingers; Tempest Pear Blossom Needles and Flying Stars overturn heaven and earth.

You may provoke the King of Hell, but never provoke a Tang Sect man. That is the best advice I can give you."

With that, Bai Ge slowly stepped forward, placing himself before the others!

Suddenly, a resounding metallic cry, like the roar of a tiger and the chant of a dragon, rang out!

A long spear appeared in Bai Ge's hand, adorned with plum blossoms as red as Tears of Blood.

It measured eight chi and one cun in length, weighing thirty-seven jin and four liang.

Though it was called a spear, Bai Ge felt it would be more accurate to call it a halberd.

There were two kinds of halberds. The double-bladed kind was the Fangtian Halberd; the one Bai Ge knew best from his previous life belonged to the greatest warrior of the Three Kingdoms era, Marquis Wen Lu Bu, Lu Fengxian.

The single-bladed kind was the Azure Dragon Halberd. The one Bai Ge knew best was the Holy Halberd Divine Sigh wielded by Yan Gui Ren, known as the God of War of the Central Plains.

The level-110 Tian Ce orange weapon Tears of Blood in Bai Ge's hand was quite similar to the Holy Halberd Divine Sigh.

The moment Tears of Blood appeared in Bai Ge's hand, the Golden Saint Cloth covering his body transformed into the appearance of the Tian Ce Po Jun Set!

Spear in hand, red armor and silver armor—the Wolf of the Eastern Capital!

This was Tian Ce!

If Bai Ge in his usual Golden Saint Cloth was like a deity descended into the mortal world, untouched by worldly karma, illusory yet real—

Then Bai Ge, transformed into Tian Ce, gave off a blazing, fiery presence, carrying the iron-blooded killing intent of one who had ridden across battlefields.

It was the righteous grandeur of a thousand armies and countless victories!

Looking at the Golden Saber-Toothed Lion before him, a cold smile curled across Bai Ge's lips. With a flick of his wrist, twelve spear blossoms bloomed in an instant, accompanied by the blood-red plum blossoms adorning Tears of Blood's blade!

It was Tian Ce's foundational spear art, the basis of all Tian Ce martial arts—the Plum Blossom Spear Technique created by the legendary Champion Marquis Huo Qubing!

The spear's momentum was like a flood dragon emerging from the sea, like a rainbow spanning the heavens!

A point of blood-red cold light surged forward without pause!

Wherever the spear pointed, heaven and earth were wounded alike!

Galloping in all directions, making ghosts weep and gods howl!

"Swift as the wind, shaking as thunder!"

With an angry roar, Bai Ge immediately unleashed his burst!

Infused with the incomparably fierce internal force of Proud Blood Battle Intent, enhanced by the defense-ignoring spatial blade of the Silver Emperor Skyfalcon External Soul Bone, and combined with Tears of Blood's own sharpness, the Golden Saber-Toothed Lion's golden hide—which had been virtually impervious to blades and spears—was no different from paper before Bai Ge's strike of both power and speed.

Its throat, head, heart... every vital point was completely covered!

In a single instant, twelve transparent holes appeared across the body of the Fifty Thousand Year Golden Saber-Toothed Lion!

Dai Mubai's knees went weak, and he dropped straight to his knees.

The chubby Ma Hongjun and Oscar collapsed onto the ground.

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing clung to nearby trees and vomited violently.

Xiao Wu's eyes lost focus, her mind blank as she muttered, "No, impossible... This must be an illusion!"

It was no wonder Xiao Wu's worldview had been utterly shattered. Back then, she had nearly fallen into the jaws of a Golden Saber-Toothed Lion. Had the Titan Giant Ape Er Ming not arrived in time, she would have become its snack.

Da Ming and Er Ming called Xiao Wu their elder sister because Xiao Wu's mother had protected them during their youth.

Later, they protected Xiao Wu in turn.

(This part is my own secondary setting. This book draws from both the original novel and the animation. As for the manga, I will not consider it—it deviates far too much from the original.)

But precisely because she had nearly died in one's jaws before, Xiao Wu was terrified of Golden Saber-Toothed Lions before even fighting them!

Who could have imagined that today, Bai Ge would kill one on the spot with twelve strikes of his spear?

The Tears of Blood bestowed upon Bai Ge by the system was less a martial soul than a destined divine weapon.

No spirit rings were needed. The moment Bai Ge grasped Tears of Blood, the system passed on everything from Cao Xuehan, the Jian San Tian Ce character Bai Ge had personally created—including all of his abilities and memories!

Or rather, Cao Xuehan was Bai Ge's counterpart in the Great Tang world of Jian San!

Cao Xuehan was Bai Ge's first Tian Ce character, and also the only character he had not leveled through quests. Instead, during the Tian Ce war, he had slaughtered Wolf Fang Soldiers for an entire day and night, forcibly killing his way to max level.

At the time, the "Blood Battle Tian Ce" expansion had launched, and Tian Ce was facing extermination!

The game planners announced that the players' actions would determine the course of the story!

So Bai Ge, who had been deeply engrossed in Jian San at the time, completely lost his mind!

He controlled his character and headed straight for Tian Ce.

Eyes bloodshot, he slaughtered enemies for an entire day and night, forcibly reaching max level!

The corpses of the Wolf Fang Soldier NPCs felled by his spear did not even have time to refresh!

He even wore out a keyboard.

Fortunately, Sister Cao was safe in the end.

Sadly, the Jian San that came afterward was no longer the world of martial heroes they held in their hearts. The chaotic plotlines and unrecognizable skills left him completely disheartened.

Uncle Ye Boqiu of Hidden Sword, thrown into the sword-forging furnace and reduced to nothing; the Medical Saint Sun Simiao of Blossom Valley, who died after absorbing countless disease gu; and Su Yuebai, the little Blossom Valley girl who always carried a small rabbit and ultimately died miserably...

After that, he only half-played, half-quit, effectively retiring.

What the system gave Bai Ge was the entire life and all the memories of his counterpart in the Great Tang of Jian San, the Tian Ce named Cao Xuehan—his martial arts, spear techniques, and even his feelings!

These memories had also been influenced by Bai Ge's own actions.

From becoming a disciple and entering Tian Ce, to receiving guidance from General Xuanwei Cao Xueyang and advancing rapidly in martial skill.

Then, after mastering his art and leaving his teacher, he entered the martial world.

He became famous in his youth, high-spirited and full of vigor, dressed in fine clothes and riding a spirited horse.

The An Lushan Rebellion erupted, and Tian Ce faced extermination.

Though he admired General Xuanwei, how could he indulge in romantic feelings at such a time?

His battle robes stained with blood, he defended Tian Ce to the death. Before Lingyan Pavilion, no one took another step back!

That battle lasted an entire day and night. More than ten thousand Wolf Fang scoundrels fell beneath his spear, forging for him the name that would shake the world for the rest of his life—Blood Shura.

Yet from Manor Lord Li Chengen down to the newest recruit, no one knew that all he had ever wanted was a single smile from General Xuanwei.

The war ended, but the flames of war that had stretched on for eight years had exhausted her heart, blood, and vitality.

Several years later, as she gazed upon the Great Tang gradually recovering its former prosperity, she passed away with a smile.

The youth who had once studied under her had now become a renowned general. Returning from the battlefield, he had intended to boast of his achievements to her as he once had, but what he saw instead was a sight he could not accept.

When you were born, I had not yet been born. When I was born, you had already grown old.

Before the words could be spoken, the one they were meant for was already gone.

Ten days later, while suppressing a rebellion at the border, Cao Xuehan routed the enemy army but ultimately perished together with the enemy general. He was buried at Tian Ce Manor's General's Tomb on Mount Beiman.

(Cao Xuehan was the protagonist of the author's first book. It was never signed and was later 404'd.

Yet he was also the character into whom the author poured the most effort, so this serves as an explanation.

Since it was never signed and was 404'd, he was given a tragic ending.

Also: because this book does not have a single female lead, it will not involve Jian San instances.

Whenever the author decides Sister Cao will be the female lead, it will definitely be a single-female-lead story.)