The sky turned dark and the earth went dim that day.
Not long after the mother qilin spoke, natural disasters began to occur in succession across the land.
Droughts, floods, locust plagues...
And then, epidemics broke out.
The common people cried out in suffering, their lives unbearable.
At this point, they remembered the voice that had appeared in their minds once more.
They set up altars everywhere, seeking divine mercy.
"The gods are angry! The gods are angry!"
"O divine beings, please spare your people!"
As days turned into weeks, they soon realized that setting up altars was futile.
"That day, a divine being appeared in the imperial palace, saying someone had harmed its child. Who angered the divine beings?!"
The accumulated anger and unease of the people over the days gradually shifted their focus back to the imperial palace.
Within the imperial palace,
Due to the spitting of blood that day, the Emperor remained in a coma.
All court affairs were temporarily handled by the Crown Prince.
At that time,
It wasn't just the common people who were filled with anger; even the court officials...
Faced with this 'divine curse,' they could not help but feel a sense of dread.
Fearing that the disasters might fall upon them one day.
"The Third Prince's transgression is unforgivable!"
"The wrath of the gods must be appeased quickly! Otherwise, the nation will be in peril!"
"We implore Your Highness the Crown Prince to make a decision!"
In the imperial court.
Officials knelt and voiced their pleas.
Their voices were loud and resounding!
The Crown Prince sat on his high throne, looking at the officials kneeling on the ground.
He took a deep breath and murmured, "That is this King's brother..."
The officials looked at the ground, raised their tablets, and said in unison,
"We implore Your Highness the Crown Prince to make a decision!"
"We implore Your Highness the Crown Prince to make a decision!"
Their voices grew louder and louder.
The Crown Prince closed his eyes, his expression filled with grief.
He spoke with difficulty, "He is this King's brother, but the wrath of the gods must be appeased."
"All for the peace and prosperity of the people, for this nation...!"
As he uttered the last sentence, he suddenly opened his eyes.
Determination was evident in his gaze!
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As he said this, he rose abruptly, exuding an imperial aura.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince is wise! The blessing of the people!"
"Your Highness the Crown Prince is wise! The blessing of the people!"
The officials prostrated themselves, feeling a sense of relief.
At the same time, they were awestruck by the Crown Prince's decisiveness.
...
Subsequently, imperial edicts were issued throughout the land.
"The Third Prince injured the Qilin's child, angering the gods. Natural disasters have befallen us, causing widespread suffering among the people...
...Three days later, at noon, he shall be executed at the execution ground!"
Upon seeing the announcement, the common people cheered.
Some even had an extra cup of wine.
"Well done, well done!"
"Kill this damned sinner!"
"May the gods have eyes; the blood debt has been paid!"
...
"Why? Why are you killing me?!"
As he was being dragged to the execution ground, the Third Prince struggled.
"Why are you binding me?"
"Yin Hong, you are merely the Crown Prince! How dare you?! Where is Father Emperor? I want to see Father Emperor!"
"I considered you a brother, yet you are so heartless!"
But no matter what he said, no one was willing to listen anymore.
The guards had long been dissatisfied with him.
They quickly tied him up.
And gagged him.
And sent him to the execution ground.
The execution ground was vast, at least as large as an 800-meter sports field.
On the day of the execution, the area was surrounded by a multitude of common people.
There were even family members of officials who hired people to enter.
Carrying baskets filled with rotten eggs, tomatoes, leftovers, and other items.
Taking advantage of the public's outrage, they hurled them towards the Third Prince.
The Third Prince had always been a scoundrel, offending many people.
In the past, everyone had refrained from acting against him due to his status.
But now, things were different.
"Kill him! Kill him!"
"Appease the wrath of the gods!"
Rotten eggs were thrown onto the platform, two of which hit the Third Prince's head and shoulder.
The Third Prince raised his head in anger, his eyes bloodshot.
But he was quickly pushed down by the executioner.
"He angered the gods; he deserves to die!"
"He must repay with his blood!"
Amidst the curses of the crowd, the executioner sprayed wine onto the large saber.
*Pfft—*
The hand moved, the blade fell!
Under the bright sunlight, a head rolled to the ground!
Upon witnessing this scene.
The common people cheered and prostrated themselves.
"O divine beings! Do you see? The sinner is dead."
"We beg the divine beings to forgive us!"
"May the sinner's blood appease your anger..."
...
...
Seeing this, the viewers in the live stream could not help but sigh.
"As expected, those who don't court disaster won't die. The ancients never lied to me."
"After the natural disasters subside, this Crown Prince might bear a bad reputation, even if his actions were what the people desired at the time."
"Will the Emperor blame him when he awakens?"
Some viewers began to worry about the Crown Prince.
After all, killing one's brother is still killing one's brother, and it wouldn't look good in the history books.
As the story spreads,
Perhaps in the future, the common people will only remember that when the gods were angry,
It was the Crown Prince who personally ordered the execution of his own brother!
However, some viewers noticed something amiss.
They commented in the barrage:
"Have you forgotten the latter part of the mother qilin's words? If a wise ruler does not appear, the world will still not be peaceful!"
"And, haven't you noticed? This country is not recorded in history!"
When the Crown Prince gave the order, they saw the name of this country.
—The Yu Kingdom (昱).
Moreover, there was no Crown Prince named Yin Hong in history!
Nor was there any record of a qilin appearing.
Only in myths and legends was the existence of qilin mentioned.
This led them to believe that qilin were merely mythical, fictional beings.
Many history-savvy viewers were filled with questions.
"Is there a gap in history?"
"Or is it a remote country that was not recorded?"
"No! Not only that!"
An expert proficient in various languages emerged.
"The language they speak, and the writing they use, are different from ours!"
"It must be that the live stream has some kind of translation!"
"Don't ask me how I know, just observe their writing movements and lips!"
So, they could understand these voices and read these texts...
Is the streamer doing the translation?
The viewers speculated.
At the same time, there was another question:
Are these events that are unfolding before them real?
...
Where is Jiang Lin?
He and Xu Nan were in the Eighteenth Hall, watching all of this.
The scenes unfolding before them were like a movie playing out.
"Captain Jiang, this is..."
Even though Xu Nan had read many books about the underworld, this was the first time he had encountered such a situation.
Jiang Lin shook his head faintly, "Just watch carefully."
"Okay," Xu Nan replied, asking no further questions.
—Why can they understand these voices and read these texts?
Jiang Lin had already discovered this question long ago.
Regarding this, he had only two guesses.
Either it was due to that book and the qilin's horn.
Or... it was the function of the live stream.
............