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Chapter 15 The Extremely Simple Tomb of the Overlord
In historical evaluations of Xiang Yu, it is often said that the Overlord had a Fan Zeng but did not utilize him. While this reflects the Overlord's stubbornness, it also proves Fan Zeng's talent.
Although Fan Zeng did not demonstrate any significant achievements in history, as a winner of that era, Liu Bang's victory over Xiang Yu was partly due to his failure to employ someone like Fan Zeng.
This suggests that if the Overlord had made good use of Fan Zeng, he would have been the one to prevail instead of Liu Bang.
It is evident that Fan Zeng's abilities were far superior to those of Liu Bang's renowned strategists.
From a historical perspective, Xiang Yu's neglect of Fan Zeng ultimately harmed himself. Little did he expect that Fan Zeng would still hold such affection for him in this new life.
However, Fan Zeng remarked, "In truth, I also made mistakes back then. If I had not focused solely on national affairs and had guided his character, perhaps we would not have reached such a point of estrangement."
Historical assessments often criticize Fan Zeng for lacking insight into the character of the king he assisted. While this evaluation may hold some truth, it is not entirely accurate. At seventy years old, Fan Zeng had no ulterior motives in supporting Xiang Yu; he regarded him as his own child and thus did not harbor such thoughts.
He simply did not anticipate that Xiang Yu would fall for Chen Ping's schemes and distance himself from him.
Historical records state that Fan Zeng fell ill and died after leaving Xiang Yu, with later generations often suggesting that his death was due to grief.
However, from today's perspective, it seems more likely that he regretted his past decisions.
The Spirit's personality is somewhat different from how it was in life, largely due to the regrets carried from his previous existence. Now, after nearly a century of searching for Xiang Yu, it becomes clear what true regret he harbored before his death.
Setting aside other factors, spending a hundred years seeking one person is indeed admirable and worthy of respect.
Lian Yun was a bit confused about what Fan Zeng meant by "time waits for no one."
At that moment, Boss Lady had already turned and walked ahead, quickly coming to Lian Yun's side and linking her arm with his. With a cheerful smile, she said, "Soon, Zhang Senior will set up the formation to draw upon the Overlord's realm. You just need to absorb it. If things get too intense, you can retreat; with me and Uncle Huang here, you won't be harmed."
Boss immediately expressed his dissatisfaction, saying, "Cough cough~~ kid, don't move your hands around!"
Lian Yun frowned slightly, unsure why they needed to draw upon the Overlord's realm and what Boss meant. However, he didn't ask further questions and simply followed Fan Zeng.
At that moment, Zhang Jiao reassured him, "Don't worry; I also want Treasure Brother to elevate his realm. The formation will be accurate. The issue with the Huang-Lu couple isn't significant; having you here is just for safety. Besides, the tomb is simple, and there's only one chance. I don't want to fail either."
The simplicity of the tomb became apparent to Lian Yun when he stepped into an underground cavern. He realized what Zhang Jiao meant by "simple."
The Overlord's Tomb was underground, without any doors or entrances. The Huang-Lu couple commanded three or four Demon Emperors to dig directly into it. Lian Yun soon discovered that the digging location was actually the entrance, which had been sealed from the outside. This meant that those who brought the Overlord's body had buried themselves alongside him.
However, the entrance was nearly two hundred meters deep; it felt like the tomb should be vast. Yet upon reaching the bottom, he found only a massive hollow space.
There were no mechanisms or statues—just two rows of six Petrified Skeletons kneeling on one knee each, and in front of twelve skulls stood a stone coffin.
This was all there was—so simple it could not be simpler.
Lian Yun felt a sense of desolation; he never expected the tomb of a legendary overlord to be so rudimentary, seemingly inferior even to some ordinary households in later generations.
However, as Lian Yun and the others approached, twelve skeletal figures suddenly emerged from the twelve skulls—each one an exceptionally strong Fierce Soldier Spirit. The imposing aura emanating from each of them surpassed that of Zhao Jinlong and Zhao Jinhui combined.
They were not kings but exuded an aura that felt like the Peak of Kings.
The Twelve Fierce Warriors charged in with great momentum, but as soon as they reached Fan Zeng, they immediately dropped to one knee and bowed, saying, "We pay our respects to Master Fan."
It was said that the soldiers of Western Chu held Fan Zeng in high regard, and these twelve were his most trusted subordinates, so their respect was even greater.
"You have all worked hard!" Fan Zeng surprisingly knelt before the Twelve Fierce Warriors.
"We dare not!" The Twelve Fierce Warriors did not rise but lowered their heads instead.
After more than two thousand years of lonely waiting, a simple acknowledgment of their hard work was far from sufficient. However, Lian Yun felt that even so, Fan Zeng should not act this way.
It wasn't that the Twelve Fierce Warriors did not deserve such treatment; rather, since they respected Fan Zeng so much, his kneeling before them felt like an insult or an extremely uncomfortable situation.
Was this Fan Zeng's intention—to make them feel uneasy? But could Fan Zeng truly be such an unjust person?
In an instant, Lian Yun thought there must be another reason behind this. Turning to Zhang Jiao, he reluctantly asked, "Senior Zhang's formation..."
"The Twelve Star Formation requires the sacrifice of these twelve loyal warriors."
"Is there no other way?" Despite his accurate guess, Lian Yun hoped he was wrong.
Zhang Jiao shook his head and expressed his regret. "Only by being one with this tomb for a thousand years can we set up the Twelve Star Formation here. It must be them."
"Although it won't lead to their souls scattering, it will cause them to lose all their potential and become wandering spirits."
Hmm... they won't scatter? Lian Yun began to contemplate.
"Are you thinking of taking them in?" Boss's gaze was filled with a strong warning.
It wasn't that Boss found the Twelve Fierce Warriors disrespectful; rather, once they lost all their potential and became mere Monsters, keeping them would serve no purpose. In fact, it might make the Twelve Fierce Warriors feel utterly useless, which would be a fate worse than death.
However, Lian Yun had made up his mind. Even though he knew Boss meant well, he stubbornly replied, "My abilities might help them regain their potential, but let's discuss the specifics after we finish what we need to do."
By now, Lian Yun could tell that not only had Fan Zeng come in once, but Zhang Jiao had also entered. It seemed that both Boss and Boss Lady had likely sent Ghost Slaves to investigate at least once before devising a comprehensive plan.
So Lian Yun understood that he just needed to follow their arrangements.
At that moment, a ghostly figure floated out from the stone coffin. Initially, Lian Yun thought it would be the Overlord's Ghost Body, but to his surprise, it was a graceful silhouette.
It was clear that the only one who would be buried alongside the Overlord was probably Yu Ji!
However, Yu Ji might differ from what outsiders imagined.
The Ancients often considered fullness as beauty, so the Four Great Beauties of ancient times might not align with modern standards. Yet Yu Ji was different; her features were exquisitely delicate and charming, and her figure was curvaceous and alluring. She perfectly matched the modern ideal of a goddess.
(End of Chapter)
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