[However, you've expanded your memory base. Combining your experiences and conversations from the past year or so, although the underlying emotion remains unchanged, the expanded memory bank has resulted in a more vivid and flexible response.]
[This can be considered an AI that has been trained by big data...]
After witnessing the vicissitudes of life over the past 20 days, and learning about the desperate situation his family and son had endured, the general finally understood.
What he truly valued were his descendants; he wanted his children to achieve great success, which is why he instilled loyalty in them to the emperor, because only the emperor could give them everything. This was an absolute principle firmly etched in his mind.
But what if the emperor intends to kill his son?
His rigid mind finally changed when the enemy was at his doorstep; his cold memory bank allowed him to utter warm words, and a sigh came from the pendant.
"Whatever, you're all grown up now. You're no longer that naughty child who knew nothing and needed my patient guidance."
The playboy nodded.
It's good that Father agreed.
Over a year ago, he never heeded his father's earnest advice, but now he's willing to listen to every word.
However, respect is not the same as obedience. After twenty days of earnest persuasion, at the last minute, his father finally accepted his rebellious idea.
He finally gained his father's approval, which, in a sense, marked the first step towards graduation.
[At this moment, the guards were no longer dealing with the spoiled brat who had once been a dissolute youth, ruined by his own carefree lifestyle and utterly powerless.]
[But he is a transcendent being who has entered the second realm!]
Even a relatively weak spiritual system still possesses the power to overwhelm an army!
Although this world possesses a spirit realm, in a world where a systematic method of extraordinary cultivation has not yet been developed, he is absolutely invincible.
Even the most heavily armored army, even the most powerful bows and crossbows, were as gentle as a breeze before him.
Kill one, slay ten, annihilate a hundred, break through a thousand.
He single-handedly defeated over a thousand Imperial Guards!
[The Imperial Guards in the capital are certainly not limited to these. If they were to gather a million troops, and he foolishly stood still and fought to the death, he might actually be overwhelmed and killed.]
[But facing a general's mansion that has lost its power and prestige, and has been reviled by the people for the past 20 days, the siege by three thousand imperial guards is definitely giving them too much credit!]
[More than two thousand of them were just there to join in the fun and create a lively atmosphere.]
[He was utterly destroyed by one person.]
The once纨绔 (playboy/spoiled brat) now has a cold gaze and shows no mercy; anyone clad in armor or carrying a soldier in his path is killed.
If the ones stopping him were veterans from his father's unit, forced to come to fulfill military orders, he might have shown some restraint, knocking them away without killing them.
But these were a group of noble soldiers who enjoyed a life of luxury in the capital, coming to besiege his family who had fought and died on the front lines after his father's death... That was intolerable!
"A god of death! This is a god of death!"
"A monster! How could the Ji family have such a monster?!"
That纨绔 (playboy)... that Ji Ziming from General Ji's mansion, his earlier actions had already killed too many people, leaving rivers of blood, corpses strewn everywhere, and a pungent stench permeating the entire street.
Sensing the terror in his mother's and sister's eyes behind him, he sighed and stopped channeling his spiritual power.
Instead, he unleashed his spiritual pressure and walked slowly forward.
An invisible pressure emanated outwards, enveloping a 30-meter radius around him under a heavy spiritual pressure.
All sentient beings felt a surge of terror within them, their knees buckling uncontrollably, causing them to kneel on the ground.
[Walk a path, kneel a path.]
"Keep up," he called out, turning his head.
His mother, his sister, and the loyal old servants all stepped forward and followed behind him.
[The journey proceeded smoothly, leading directly into the hall.]
[In front of the palace, several guards swiftly brought down their blades, and seven or eight heads rolled to Ji Ziming's feet.]
He lowered his head and used his foot to push aside a dark back of a head, revealing the face of an old civil official who had often criticized his father in court.
"Minister Ji, this is all a misunderstanding!"
A middle-aged man in a bright yellow dragon robe stood on the palace steps, his face full of bitter smiles and sincerity: "I too was deceived by wicked people; it was all these treacherous officials who tricked me."
"I have long intended to posthumously confer the title of Divine Warrior upon General Ji, but they have always controlled the court and manipulated me."
The emperor exclaimed excitedly, "For years I have lived like a puppet. Only with your intervention, my dear minister, to purge the court of corrupt officials, is there any chance to restore order to the court."
"I have made my decision! Once this matter is resolved, I will bestow upon you the title of Duke Protector of the Nation, so that you may share in the fate of the nation!"
Ji Ziming: "..."
"Do you think I'm the same idiot I used to be?"
He continued walking forward. The emperor wanted to say more, but as he entered a radius of thirty meters, an indescribable pressure descended as if from the heavens, striking his very soul!
The emperor's knees... hit the ground!
Behind Ji Ziming, the mother and daughter seemed to be in a dream, feeling that everything happening before their eyes was too unreal.
The emperor tried to rise, but felt his body go limp, and an overwhelming fear welled up from the depths of his heart, as if he were facing the heavens directly.
He couldn't even bring himself to order the guards forward; his lips trembled so badly he couldn't utter a word.
As Ji Ziming approached, he blinked, and his eyes were enveloped in spiritual energy, revealing a second world overlapping with reality—a somewhat illusory spirit realm.
He saw a projection of the emperor in the spirit world, shrouded in the thoughts of all his subjects. If he wanted to enter the spirit world and destroy this projection of the emperor… he couldn't; he might even be killed instead.
However, in reality, even the so-called supreme ruler is merely a mortal with a physical body.
[Ji Ziming placed his palm over the emperor's face, his spiritual energy boiling like water in the emperor's brain, causing him to die in excruciating pain.]
When the body hit the ground, besides blood, a thin, runny mass of brain matter flowed from its seven orifices.
He walks this world with an extraordinary body, and is also the supreme true ruler of this realm.
[...As an aside, later, amidst the worship of the masses, a projection modeled after him was born in the spirit world.]
[At the time, Ji Ziming was only at the mid-stage of the Second Realm, but after entering the Spirit Realm, he could use the power of that projection to unleash power close to that of the peak of the Second Realm.]
However, that was merely an external force. Back in reality, he still only possessed the power of his original body and couldn't mobilize the power of the spirit world projection across a spatial barrier.
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