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Facing the endless night, only the twinkling stars remain in the sky. Above, a crescent moon carries someone's heart, as if a small boat is drifting across the horizon towards the galaxy with the shifting of the stars.
The once full anticipation now turns into hesitation. Is it the unknown worries about tomorrow's journey? Or is it... Overseas Immortal Mountain merely a beautiful legend left in the mortal world?
Luzi stands with his hands behind his back, gazing at the beautiful night sky, suddenly realizing that he has begun to indulge in it. As a young person, there is no need to contemplate life and death so early. Yet every time he sees the silver hair of King Zhao of Qin, who remains strong despite his age, an infinite melancholy rises in his heart. Not to mention whether there truly exists an elixir of immortality; even a recipe for longevity would be welcome.
Thanks to several wise rulers' diligent governance and the united efforts of all citizens, Qin State has risen from a remote minor state to the stage of history. As time slowly passes, the trend of Qin State unifying China becomes increasingly evident.
However, what troubles people most at present is that since King Zhao of Qin, no decent heir has emerged for Qin State. Among several princes, only the missing crown prince seems somewhat promising, but now he is likely in grave danger.
It is also fortunate that King Zhao of Qin has maintained good health and has ruled for at least two generations. This has allowed him to carry on the unfinished business of several previous kings and maintain Qin State's positive development. But if... if the future King Qin changes successors, it is uncertain whether Qin State can still inquire about the Nine Tripod Cauldrons.
At this moment, Qin State can gather so many heroes from across the land, not only because they wish to leave their names in history. Faced with a homeland ravaged by disaster, public sentiment has already reached a decisive trend.
In light of the corruption and extravagance among various lords and officials, countless people find themselves lost regarding the future direction of their country. It is as if they are children lost in the dark of night, groping around in search of a guiding light.
Just then, with an aura that embraces all rivers, Qin State rises up and calls out, allowing those who are continuously exploring to see a glimmer of light. Although it is faint, it points people in a direction. Weakness is not frightening; it only needs countless passionate hearts to polish it. When blood boils with fervor, it will ignite a flame that lights up the sky!
But just as people gather from all directions seeking this firelight, internal problems arise within Qin State! If the wise King Qin can no longer continue from here, this newly ignited fire will slowly extinguish! The brightness once illuminated by countless passionate hearts will fade back into silence.
This is what is most terrifying!
No one wishes to return to that dark age; it would be yet another long road to fight for light. The faith and courage left by The Yellow Emperor and The Flame Emperor for future generations will eventually be consumed in repeated struggles.
Luzi lacked the ability to cultivate a new generation of great King Qin, which led him to resort to the desperate measure of seeking out the legendary immortal mountain that people spoke of. Initially skeptical about the concept of immortality, he forced himself to believe in this legend, even if it meant trading his life for King Zhao of Qin to live another fifty years.
Because only with King Zhao of Qin alive could this newly ignited hope be preserved. Only with King Zhao of Qin alive could true peace across the realm be within reach!
Was it difficult? It truly was not easy!
Luzi clenched his fists tightly, reminding himself to hold firm to his beliefs. Even if he had to lead an army to conquer the immortal mountain, even if it meant facing eternal damnation, he would retrieve the elixir for King Qin. As long as it could bring peace to the world, enduring a lifetime of suffering would be worth it!
That night, he dreamed of the immortal mountain shrouded in clouds and mist. He dreamed of cranes and immortals ascending on auspicious clouds. The welcoming immortal presented him with an elixir, promising that consuming it would elevate him to the ranks of immortals, granting him eternal life free from aging and illness. However, he only wished to express that his visit was driven by a longing for peace and that he dared not harbor such thoughts for himself. He simply sought permission from the immortal to take the elixir back to the king but found that the immortal was not listening at all.
The benevolent immortal told Luzi that those who could see the immortal mountain were fated individuals, and only such individuals could enjoy this privilege. If he wished to take the elixir back to the mortal realm, he would face divine retribution.
Prepared to confront everything, Luzi expressed his heartfelt intentions, stating that his encounter with the immortal was a blessing from King Qin. His arrival here was in obedience to the king's command. Therefore, he believed that his king was indeed the fated individual spoken of by the immortal.
Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, the immortal's expression darkened. Retracting the elixir with a wave of their hand, they turned and left.
Seeing his opportunity slipping away, Luzi reached for his sword only to find that the long sword that had been at his waist had vanished without a trace. Just as he intended to use his teleportation technique, he realized that the immortal mountain had faded into mist along with the departing immortal. Looking down, he discovered that he was standing on a cloud. When everything before him suddenly dissolved into nothingness, he stepped into empty air and fell into dust...
Startled awake from bed, Luzi gasped for breath, still feeling a chill run through him. The scene of falling from the clouds had felt so real; his clothes were already soaked with sweat.
Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Luzi shook his head in disbelief. He got up and walked to the table to pour himself some water from a teapot in an attempt to calm his agitated heart. They say auspicious clouds can carry people aloft; it seemed best to avoid such experiences in the future!
As for launching an assault on the heavenly realm to seize the immortal mountain, it was likely beyond what mere mortals like them could accomplish!
In order to express that mortals should no longer harbor this obsession, Luzi clasped his hands together and bowed in the four directions of southeast, southwest, northeast, and northwest. He also muttered prayers, asking the deities not to bother warning those petty individuals through dreams. If those who angered the gods were not filled with foolish thoughts, they would have already received divine guidance and achieved godhood!
Hearing a sudden commotion from Governor's room, Li Xin and Sun Thirteen, who were sleeping in the neighboring room, kicked open the door with their swords drawn and barged in. Upon seeing only a devout believer bowing and praying inside, they exchanged glances in confusion.
Confirming it was safe, Li Xin sheathed his sword and couldn't help but sigh deeply. Ever since Luzi returned from the land of sorcerers and wizards, he had become increasingly convinced of the existence of spirits! If this continued, he would surely go mad!
"My lord! I remember you once said that belief or disbelief lies within the thin line connecting heaven and earth. What are you doing up at this hour? Is this really necessary?"
Sun Thirteen glanced at the disgruntled Li Dazui and then at the chattering Lu County Magistrate, finding it amusing. "Go on! Go on! A child like you doesn't understand, so don't speak out of turn! Don't disturb our lord's prayers; hurry back to your room and get some sleep!"
"Hey! Don't rush off just yet! Clarify your words before leaving! Are you saying I don't understand, or that our lord doesn't understand?"
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