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　　The Thunder Rhinoceros obtained from the merchant caravan moved forward at a steady pace.

　　Lord Wu'an, Bai Qi, sat atop the Thunder Rhinoceros, calmly gazing ahead.

　　The desolate and vast Great Wilderness, seemingly containing only him and his sword, possessed its own air of bleakness. Of course, it would be even better if the deity calling himself Shi Yi, who was following him at a leisurely pace, could just disappear.

　　Along the way, this fellow had taken out several red-covered books, severely criticizing Lord Wu'an's thinking as being too biased and outdated. Dammit, he couldn't beat him in a fight, and he was too lazy to argue with him, so he could only treat him like air. But even air wouldn't be this noisy.

　　Lord Wu'an dismounted and stood before a cliff, surveying all things beneath the heavens.

　　Glancing at the indifferent Shi Yi beside him, Lord Wu'an, being a rational being, knew that he couldn't win against this god who was just as stubborn and biased as he was. Shi Yi stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his voice deep and resonant: "Human, where are you going?"

　　Lord Wu'an replied, "Without a nation, I am a lone army. A lone army entering enemy territory without swiftly defeating them is certain to die. Therefore, I must have the support of a nation."

　　Shi Yi frowned. "But the Divine Land is in the human realm."

　　"The Divine Land..."

　　Lord Wu'an gazed out at the Great Wilderness, which looked desolate now, yet was far more vast and immense than the human realm. According to legend, surrounding this world, where primordial energy was densest, were fragments that had split off, transforming over time into countless minor worlds.

　　The larger ones might be comparable to a fraction of the human realm.

　　The smaller ones might only be the size of a city.

　　Later, Lord Wu'an would record his battles in the Great Wilderness in his newly written military strategies, including the line, "Heaven and earth are like a battlefield, and only by coming here did I realize the vastness of the world."

　　And at this moment, Bai Qi suddenly spoke:

　　"Among the Great Wilderness's five hundred thousand allied troops, there are no human nations. And according to what you told me earlier, the Great Wilderness's social hierarchy is vaguely determined by cultivation strength. Does this also mean that the overall strength of the human race is the weakest in the Great Wilderness, existing at the most oppressed, lowest level?"

　　His sudden question directly addressed the issue Shi Yi had been contemplating for some time.

　　Their paths were different, but their thinking styles were extremely similar.

　　Both could see the crucial points. One hoped to reconcile the many contradictions; Shi Yi's peace was not a weak, bloodless affair, but rather one that only killed those who deserved to be killed, striving for obtainable power and never accepting endless, pointless slaughter like Bai Qi's.

　　The other was a war god who carried out his philosophy of ending war with war, aiming to end centuries of bloodshed in his generation.

　　He was also the head of the Ten Philosophers, who had indeed ended the Divine Land's longest history of warfare.

　　Bai Qi said:

　　"It's just an extension of the Mohist school. The Qin state's contraptions and crossbows owe much to the Mohists, so I naturally know about these things. Even in this war that the countries of the Great Wilderness believe will be a great victory, a war to divide the spoils, there are no human nations. It seems that my human race is the most oppressed on this land."

　　"Those who are oppressed should be saved. Besides, in any case, they share the same blood as us. Emotionally speaking, of course I hope to save them."

　　Shi Yi said slowly, "What do you mean?"

　　"What you suspect."

　　Lord Wu'an grasped his sword and said, "The Divine Land is my homeland. I am trying my best to integrate into this era, but I have found that the Divine Land that belongs to me is gone. And my hometown is the Great Qin. My homeland can no longer be returned to, but my hometown can be found again."

　　Shi Yi looked at Bai Qi. "Great Qin? That nation has already disappeared."

　　"No, as long as I am alive, as long as His Majesty the First Emperor is still here, then the Great Qin will never perish..." Lord Wu'an suddenly smiled, recalling the First Emperor's instructions before he truly fell asleep when he left the Imperial Mausoleum, a secret order that even Wei Yuan had never heard.

　　The First Emperor of the Great Qin sat with his eyes lowered, mentioning what he had seen when he went to Kunlun.

　　"If you have the opportunity, go beyond the Divine Land and let the battle flag of the Great Qin rise again, Lord Wu'an."

　　Lord Wu'an asked slowly, "Will you not tell Shao Shangzao about this?"

　　"A Yuan? No..."

　　The First Emperor rested his right hand on his sword, looking tired, but he suddenly smiled:

　　"He is sometimes very clever, but sometimes he is also very naive. I told them before that I would give up my ambition to dominate, and they believed it. Yes, I will choose to let go of the Divine Land and let the people of this era complete the responsibilities of this era."

　　"This is the achievement they should obtain."

　　"It is the future they deserve, held firmly in their hands."

　　"However, I have also seen the world outside the Divine Land."

　　"Why would A Yuan think that I, who have seen such a vast world and land, would be content to lie dormant in that old street? Of course, the sword must be sheathed, and the old street is a comfortable place for me, but my Qin sword has no sheath from the beginning. In the invisible world, dominating gold and fire, it is destined to conquer the three realms."

　　Lord Wu'an was silent. "Really, there is no need to inform Shao Shangzao?"

　　"No need..."

　　The First Emperor gradually fell into a true sleep, supporting his chin with one hand. For some reason, he seemed to see some figures like cattle-driving teenagers, which then dissipated. He said calmly:

　　"An emperor who gives up the ambition to dominate is no longer me."

　　"Although that is the case..."

　　"Maintaining the image of a king in the hearts of his subjects."

　　"Is also the grace that I should have."

　　Bai Qi: "?!?"

　　"Heh, just a joke... Lord Wu'an, step back."

　　The First Emperor fell asleep quietly.

　　The wind of the Great Wilderness, carrying rich spiritual energy, struck his face, stinging painfully, like the wind and sand outside Hangu Pass. Bai Qi raised the Qin sword and pointed it forward, saying, "Since the outside is full of lords who have stolen the country, then I shall rebuild the state of Great Qin from these ruins."

　　"By the decree of His Majesty the First Emperor."

　　"The Great Wall of the Great Qin will one day stretch across the three realms, protecting the ten directions."

　　Shi Yi's pupils constricted, and he looked at Bai Qi.

　　Bai Qi also looked at Him and said, "However, this does not mean that I will choose the old national structure. Saving the oppressors is your hope."

　　"Then, how can we truly save these people? Saving one or two, in my opinion, is just a small thing done by so-called good people for the sake of their own sense of accomplishment, which is insignificant in this chaotic world."

　　The head of the Ten Philosophers of the Divine Land, second only to Jiang Taigong in terms of status, but whose achievements may not be inferior.

　　His eyes were as deep as an abyss of slaughter, yet he uttered the words of a strategist:

　　"If you really intend to save the world, then start by seizing a country and aiming your sword at the world, how about that?"

　　"Shi Yi, as a god, do you have the confidence to seize an evil country and achieve great things? Do you have the vision and the spirit to abandon the idea of taking things slowly and instead save a country, even the living beings of the Great Wilderness? A single spark can start a prairie fire, but that is when our side is weak."

　　"Since there is a better choice, why not use raging flames to burn this ridiculous world of oppression?"

　　"Drop a piece directly into an era."

　　"Completely end this era called the Great Wilderness?!"

　　The line that Shi Yi had never dared to cross in his heart was broken by the abyss in the eyes of the famous general before him.

　　That was, in a sense, the number one strategist of all time.

　　"You can promote your laws and ideas in this country."

　　Lord Wu'an said, "Only one thing."

　　"This country."

　　He said, "Is Qin."

　　This will be a journey for a man of the past, abandoned by the times, seeking his homeland.

　　…………………………

　　Zhuge Wuhou, with all kinds of strategies and skills, lacked only one thing...

　　He was not good at judging people.

　　And those who were tempered into heroes and champions in the years of the Divine Land.

　t wasn't a chess piece.

　　Bai Qi thought so, but he suddenly recalled that when Zhuge Wuhou left, he told them that there was no real strategy, only one requirement: to strongly contain the troops of the Great Wilderness in the rear. Lord Wu'an narrowed his eyes.

　　He recalled the young strategist who shook his feather fan slightly, concealing his handsome face, with only clear eyes.

　　"...He already saw it?"

　　Only those with the ambition to swallow the world and embrace the universe can truly destroy the Great Wilderness and create opportunities for the Divine Land.

　　Bai Qi, the head of the Ten Philosophers, and Zhuge Wuhou, the last of the Ten Philosophers.

　　The two chief representatives of annihilation and proper strategy in the Divine Land's military strategies.

　　Across this Great Wilderness and the human realm, they completed an exchange of strategies.

　　He took out his brocade pouch, violating Wuhou's instruction to open the pouch after fifteen days. After opening it, he was slightly stunned by the first line:

　　"Lord Wu'an, you have violated the agreement by reading the brocade pouch in advance."

　　The second line, with sharp strokes, as if tempered by fire and gold—

　　"The world is vast."

　　"Only you can take it."

　　Bai Qi crushed the brocade pouch in his hand, letting the white paper fall like snowflakes, and spurred the Thunder Rhinoceros. Shi Yi next to him slowly spoke, naming a human nation that was the most oppressive to the people. Lord Wu'an smiled and nodded, although he was alone.

　　But...

　　"Beat the drums, advance!"

　　The lonely shadow left behind by a man of the past, who no longer belonged to this era, raised his arm, but there were no comrades-in-arms behind him, no black Xuan Niao flag of the Great Qin. A brilliant smile appeared on Lord Wu'an's face, unseen by anyone. He lowered his arm and whispered:

　　"Great Qin..."

　　No one responded.

　　The response was in his heart.

　　"Long live."

　　Thus, the legend began.

　　…………………………

　　Crack.

　　Wei Yuan sat on the old man's back, gritting his teeth, enduring the pain of his injuries, and pulled hard. With the old man's grimace, there were several crackling sounds like firecrackers, and the bone setting was completed again.

　　The old man who was pretending to be dead trembled.

　　But for some reason, he bit his teeth and didn't say a word.

　　Would a dignified member of the Ten Greats still want his face after being hit and recognized?

　　Did he not want his face anymore?

　　Wei Yuan jumped down from the old man's back.

　　He took his pulse and then frowned: "Strange... How is this pulse like a square dance, sometimes high and sometimes low, it's outrageous..."

　　Chang Xi sneered silently, she disliked this human man more and more.

　　Wei Yuan took out a few large needles directly using the Daoist method of turning stone into gold.

　　"I'll try acupuncture..."

　　The Buzhou Mountain God, who was lying flat, slacking off, pretending to be dead, and eating melon seeds, breathed a sigh of relief.

　　Finally, he wasn't breaking his waist anymore.

　　Oh my... Huh?!!

　　The old man's face was dull, and the divine sense of one of the Ten Greats swept over.

　　He saw the sharp silver needles in Wei Yuan's hand.

　　Huh?!

　　What is this?

　　Needles, shouldn't be?

　　Well, haha, definitely not, how is this possible?

　　How could he use this thing to stick into my waist?

　　Hahaha, shouldn't be, shouldn't be...

　　What have I done to deserve this?

　　Wei Yuan moved his wrist, and the silver needle directly pierced three inches into an acupoint on his waist.

　　Buzhou Mountain God: "…………"

　　Eat melon seeds? What melon seeds?

　　Hiss...!

　　Wei Yuan flicked the needle with his finger using the Daoist acupuncture method, the silver needle vibrated, and energy spread inward. Then, he pinched the tail of the silver needle with his index finger and thumb, slowly twisting it to adjust the Qi channels. These were all secret methods in the Daoist acupuncture, communicating the patient's Qi channels and Qi and blood. Of course, the old man Buzhou Mountain, who was experiencing this acupuncture method for the first time, felt extremely refreshed. That feeling, everyone who tries it knows.

　　The old mountain master's face was twisted and refreshed, and he couldn't hold it anymore. He turned his head and saw a pair of black pupils.

　　Wei Yuan squatted next to him, his eyes meeting his:

　　"Are you awake?"

　　"Old man."

　　ps: Today's first update…………