105 corpses???? Pearls and jade scattered all over the ground, a scene that ordinary people may not see in their lifetime. The person involved, Ye Fei, smiled confidently, completely ignoring the temptation of those treasures, turned around and waved his hand at the followers.

  At once, dozens of dead men from the Ye family came forward and surrounded the magnificent royal coffin. They jointly wielded iron hammers, iron pincers, and crowbars to destroy the massive coffin, which was as large as a common person's house. Every time they opened a layer of the coffin, Ye Fei called over the Tie Le secretary official to register the items obtained from opening the coffin, piling them up beside him in a casual manner, like selling radishes and cabbage at a roadside stall.

  This scene made the big and small leaders envious, but they dared not to take away any objects for fear of Ye Fei reporting to Si Kunde.

  Before long, the gilded copper coffin in the innermost layer was also brutally pried open by the dead soldiers. Suddenly, a strong fragrance of spices and herbs wafted out. The dead soldiers immediately retreated several steps, waiting for Ye Fei to make his final decision. With sword in hand, Ye Fei slowly stepped forward, coming to the copper coffin to gaze at the body of Qin Eighty-fourth lying inside.

  He let out a cold laugh, and with his head raised, gazing up at the clear blue sky, Ye Fei said loudly:

  "Heaven and earth are above, all ghosts and gods are witnesses. I, Ye Fei, am reporting to avenge the blood feud of my entire family. Today, I will open the coffin and punish the corpse. If heaven has punishment, it will be on me alone, and others will not be involved."

  After finishing, Ye Fei sheathed his sword and took a hook from one of the dead soldiers. With a fierce glint in his eye, he dragged the emperor's body out of the coffin. Holding an axe, he came to the front of Qin Eighty-fourth's corpse, which had been violently pulled out of the coffin and was now dressed in disheveled clothes. Ye Fei muttered:

  "It's a pity that the person who beheaded you, you old dog, didn't live to do so. Heaven has allowed this dazed ruler to die of natural causes, truly blind!"

  "Wo! Pu ti!"

  As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Fei raised the axe high and chopped down with force. A dull sound was heard, and the big axe quickly fell, cutting off the corpse's head. Immediately afterwards, Ye Fei bent down and grabbed the rolling head by its hair, staring at it and bursting into loud laughter. This mournful laughter was filled with resentment and evil energy, like the howling of a wolf at midnight, making the onlookers feel a chill in their hearts.

  A Tielle warrior watching from a distance couldn't help but shiver and muttered to himself:

  "Laughing as miserably as a jackal on the prairie..."

  At the sound, he retracted that charming smile, Ye Fei turned his head and gave a cold glance, with an icy gaze as if a thousand-year-old iceberg, and also like a hungry beast about to pounce on its prey, which frightened this iron-clad warrior covered in blood to take several steps back, lowering his head not daring to meet his eyes.

  Yefei, who had finally achieved his wish, was in a good mood. He didn't want to make things more complicated than they needed to be, and since the other side had already retreated, he decided not to pursue the matter further. Turning to his subordinates, he said:

  "Everyone, let's go."

  As soon as the words fell, Ye Fei casually tore off a piece of black silk with gold embroidery from the coffin and wrapped up the head, then turned around and left with his trusted subordinates without looking back.

  At this time, the Tie Le people who had been waiting for a long time beside them were like vultures watching a lion finish its meal, and they immediately took advantage of the opportunity to swarm up and frantically grab the various treasures that had been deliberately left unregistered on the bluestone slab.

  They galloped out of Xianyang City, and Ye Fei's group rushed straight to the Ye family's ancestral tomb where all his family members were buried together. After offering sacrifices with three sacrificial animals and the head of Qin Shi Huang's 84th descendant, he suddenly lost his goal in life and felt a sense of powerlessness. Looking at the vast world, where should he go next?

  A dead soldier standing beside Ye Fei took a step forward and cupped his hands, saying:

  "Your Majesty, it's a joyous occasion that your great enemy has been avenged. I wonder where you plan to go from now on?"

  With a long sigh, Ye Fei's eyes became distant as he said:

  "Alas! Although this world is vast, where can I, a person who has colluded with barbarians and forgotten my ancestors, find a place to settle?"

  Upon hearing this, another assassin chimed in:

  "Your Majesty, although Qin Laos dog is dead, the Great Qin still exists, and this blood feud cannot be thoroughly settled. As the ancient saying goes, 'a boat sailing against the current must forge ahead or be swept downstream.' At present, it's just the beginning of a chaotic era, and it's the time for heroes to take action. If Your Majesty doesn't strive to make progress, I'm afraid that we will all end up dying without a place to bury our bodies."

  As an outstanding guide, Ye Fei was also a remarkable figure. Recalling the strong sense of emptiness and void after his family's downfall and avenging their great enmity only temporarily made him lose his will to fight.

  After some reflection, Ye Fei readjusted his mindset and said:

  "Hmm, you're right. I won't die, for if I'm not around, the Ye family will be extinct, which would be unfilial. Alright, you all follow me back to pack up and head south to Jingchu to wait for an opportunity."

  When the birds are gone, the bow is put away; when the rabbit dies, the dog is boiled.

  Growing up in a family of officials, Ye Fei had seen many political farces and was not interested in the high-ranking positions promised by Tiele Khan Siye Duhua.

  Yefei had originally decided to follow the Tie Le people, but now that his goal of revenge was achieved, there was no need to continue down this path. Before the Tie Le people realized what was happening, Yefei led a group of subordinates back to their camp, quickly gathering up valuable and portable items such as gold, silver, and fine silks. Then, they mounted their horses and galloped along the Zi Wu Valley straight towards the Han River, fleeing to the vast lands of the south.

  The Hu cavalry invaded like fire, and the entire northern situation was on the verge of collapse. Those lucky enough to escape the slaughter by foreign tribes supported the elderly and carried their children, rushing towards places that had not yet been affected by war. Thus, the miserable situation in the north of the Great Qin Empire spread rapidly through the mouths of refugees.

  When Chen Liang, who was hiding in Anzhou to avoid disaster, learned about the Hufu cavalry knocking on the pass for the second time and the new emperor moving the capital to Luoyang, he saw the miserable situation of refugees fleeing their hometown.

  Recently, Chen Liang had been devoted to reading and suddenly a grand ambition that even he himself could hardly understand emerged in his heart. As the saying goes, "A great man is born in worry and dies in comfort." In today's chaotic world, isn't it time for heroes to take action? Having an idea and taking action are two completely different things, Chen Liang vaguely felt that he might have to do something, but he still couldn't grasp the inspiration that flashed through his mind, continuing to maintain a low-key life until that day.

  "Disciple Chen Liang knocks his head and sincerely prays to the Huo Mountain God, bless his wife and her whole family to ascend early."

  Chen Liang, after spending several years with Lin Xu's incarnation, was undoubtedly influenced by the subtle and imperceptible forces at work. Moreover, his hometown being not far from Huo Mountain, Chen Liang easily became a follower of the Huo Mountain God.

  After the shocking and heartbreaking incident where his newlywed wife Xue Mengying's family was brutally slaughtered by the Jin Yiwei, Chen Liang would burn incense and pray in front of the ancestral tablet of Huo Mountain every morning and evening, praying for the deceased to transcend their suffering.

  After finishing his usual prayer before going to bed, Chen Liang washed up and lay down on the bed, gradually falling asleep.

  "Shen Nan Chen Liang, this deity is Huo Shan Jun. I have come upon hearing your prayers, you must be startled."

  In a daze, Chen Liang saw the golden figure surrounded by dazzling light, who was at least three times taller than an average person, standing in front of him. The golden figure waved at Chen Liang and he involuntarily walked up to it, only then did he realize that he had to look up to see its face.

  Realizing that he might have been entrusted by the gods to dream, and hearing the other party claim to be the god of Huo Mountain, Chen Liang immediately turned over and knelt down, knocking his head repeatedly and saying:

  "Disciple requests the great god to release great compassion and help my deceased wife and her family attain liberation."

  The golden man opposite him let out a sigh and said in a clear voice:

  "The law of cause and effect is the principle of all things in heaven and earth. Although I am a deity, how can I transcend it? However, if you make a vow of 100,000 merits, it will be enough to eliminate the karmic obstacles of your deceased soul. Chen Liang, do you hear this clearly?"

  At the sound, Chen Liang was slightly stunned, and then he thought of his deceased wife Xue Mengying again. His eyes were filled with tears, and he said repeatedly:

  "Disciple wishes to make a vow, accumulate ten thousand merits. Requesting the deity to show mercy, and rescue the lost souls."

  The tall and majestic golden man fell silent for a moment before saying:

  "Don't hastily agree, do you know how merits are calculated?"

  As soon as he heard this, Chen Liang was immediately stunned. He wasn't a religious person, so why would he study such an out-of-place topic? After hesitating for a moment, Chen Liang spoke up:

  "This... disciple really doesn't know, I beg of you, noble sir, to teach me."

  "If you save one life, it's a merit. If you save the life of a good person, it's ten merits. But if you save the life of an evil person, it deducts one merit. Chen Liang, did you hear that clearly?"

  To say that Chen Liang learned to read and write, it was only in recent years. At this time, he didn't dare to slack off, repeatedly pondering the hints of Da Jinren, until he understood the true meaning behind them. Chen Liang couldn't help but furrow his brow, sighing as he said:

  "...That's a tough one. Good people and bad people are all human beings, who has a label on their forehead?"

  "This is not difficult. If you were an emperor, one word could save the lives of a million people. The balance between good and evil still has room for maneuver, what's the big deal about a mere 100,000 merits?"

  You should know that in this circle, there is no Chen Sheng who is extremely reckless and shouts loudly about being an emperor or a general without doing anything, as if he's afraid others won't know his great ambitions.

  The emperor takes turns doing it, next year it's my turn at home. For ordinary people, this is really a very annoying thing, you can't even eat enough rice, what are you talking about being an emperor?!

  Although Chen Liang felt that he should do something in such a chaotic world, his mindset was still far from making up his mind to rebel. Just because of this, when he first heard the words of Da Jinren, Chen Liang was so frightened that he hastily waved his hand and explained:

  "The disciple is just a poor hunter, what kind of emperor is he?"

  Dajinren seemed to have no intention of arguing with Chen Liang, and continued to speak in a straightforward manner:

  "When the time comes, you will have your own destiny. Remember my words of advice: Store grain abundantly, build walls high, and ascend to the throne slowly."

  At the sound, Chen Liang was about to get up and grab the hem of Da Jin's clothes, but he suddenly used too much force and woke up with a start. When he opened his eyes, he found himself still lying on the bamboo bed.

  Chen Liang looked puzzled and breathed heavily, saying:

  "Hmm... am I dreaming?"

  One must not forget that this world has real immortals, demons and spirits, and people tend to associate things with them easily. As Chen Liang carefully recalled the scene from his dream just now, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was not dreaming, but it was actually true.

  Thinking of his deceased wife Xue Mengying, who died an untimely death, Chen Liang recalled the happy times they spent together, and her lovely face suddenly appeared before his eyes, with two lines of tears unknowingly streaming down.

  After calming down her emotions, Chen Liang took a few deep breaths, stood up and said word by word:

  "I, Chen Liang, make a vow to the heavens, willing to accumulate 100,000 merits in my lifetime, in exchange for my wife Xue Mengying and her family to transcend the sea of suffering."

  Ordinary people swear and it won't have any special consequences, that's because their words and actions aren't enough to affect the operation of the heavenly way. Even if ordinary people utter a mouthful of curses, it's all in vain. But Chen Liang's situation is vastly different.

  He embodies the colorful aura, inheriting a part of the heavenly son's energy from this world, although he can't be said to have grasped the heavenly constitution yet. Chen Liang is after all an extraordinary important figure. It's like when ordinary people issue a check with an astronomical figure, everyone just laughs it off, knowing they can't afford to pay the bill, just joking around. But if stock god Buffett were to issue a check of the same denomination and then bounce it, that wouldn't be a laughing matter, but rather explosive news that would make headlines on media outlets all over the world.

  As Chen Liang's oath escaped his lips, a brilliant beam of golden light suddenly shot in from the window, coinciding with the first streak of dawn breaking through, as if heaven and earth were responding to his vow.