Being a tour guide for historical celebrities, the motherland is amazed again

Chapter 253 Because you are my ancestor
"Successful cases? What are they?" Ying Zheng was very glad that he had put out the fire in time.

"Indeed, over the past thousands of years, there have been a few people who have obtained 'immortal arts'," King Wu of Zhou said, standing beside the shattered bronze cauldron and looking at the words on it in disbelief.

"Some gain endless wealth, some gain infinite power; no wonder sorcery is so alluring."

"Has anyone achieved immortality?" Ying Zheng squatted on the ground, looking at the patterns on the inner wall of the bronze cauldron, his eyes constantly searching.

"Immortality? It doesn't seem to be mentioned." Jiang Ziya read through all the writing on the inner wall and shook his head.

"Hey, look, there are words here." The modern-day Daji pointed to the bottom of the bronze cauldron.

King Wu of Zhou walked over, glanced at the inscription on the bottom of the bronze cauldron, and his expression changed drastically.

"Our predecessors have already explained that this evil art cannot grant immortality, and some people who obtain the magic will age and die quickly, with a lifespan much shorter than that of ordinary people."

"Huh? Is that really so?" Ying Zheng's face was full of disbelief, but there was still a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

"That's really how it's written. You'd better not try it." The modern-day Daji shook her head as she looked at Ying Zheng's determined expression.

Su Jiahe suddenly remembered that her biological father, who abused his supernatural abilities to seek ill-gotten gains, was as withered as an old man in his forties.

Presumably, this secret technique only works on the Guan clan, and only on a small group of people. Although his adopted brother is also of Guan blood, he has not awakened any special abilities.

Of course, these secrets are best kept to oneself; if they were to become known to the world, they would likely cause great chaos.

"Sigh, never mind, I'll go back now." Ying Zheng slowly rose, his eyes filled with desolation.

"Quickly smash the bronze cauldron and melt it down."

At King Wu of Zhou's command, a group of guards took tools and smashed the bronze tripod into pieces, then hauled it away on a flatbed cart.

【ding dong】

The system's voice suddenly rang in Su Jiahe's mind.

[Congratulations, the transmigrator has completed the system mission in the Shang and Zhou Dynasty world.]

Effective immediately, the time travel limit for Time Capsule users has been increased to 5000 years, and the number of users allowed to travel through time has increased to twelve.

Since the entire span of five thousand years of history has been opened up, time travelers no longer need to accept missions and can travel freely.

[The host can choose to go back or stay, but the maximum stay cannot exceed seven years]

Su Jiahe immediately understood that the purpose of the system's mission was to guide them to find the bronze cauldron and discover its secrets.

"Miss Su, thank you very much. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have known that there were harmful evil spells hidden in the palace," King Wu of Zhou said, turning to Su Jiahe.

"It's all for naught," Ying Zheng muttered to himself, head bowed.

"Try to think positively. What's with all this talk about immortality?" Wang Mang patted Ying Zheng on the back to comfort him.

After dealing with the bronze tripod, Su Jiahe and his entourage followed King Wu of Zhou back to the main hall.

"Your Majesty, what do you intend to do with Emperor Xin?" Wang Mang asked curiously.

"Actually, I don't want to kill him so quickly. In the past, Emperor Xin imprisoned my father in Youli, where he suffered all kinds of humiliation. I also want to imprison him for a few years to avenge my father." King Wu of Zhou said, his gaze falling on Daji of the Shang Dynasty.

"This must be one of Emperor Xin's concubines."

Daji of the Shang Dynasty thought that King Wu of Zhou was going to kill her, and she was so frightened that she knelt on the ground.

"Your Majesty, Daji didn't actually do anything wrong. She even helped us escape from the palace. Can you please release her?" Su Jiahe pleaded hurriedly.

"Alright, let her leave the palace." King Wu of Zhou nodded.

"Your Majesty, I have another request," Su Jiahe said, seizing the opportunity.

"What? Miss Su, please speak freely."

“That spy named Qiuzhi is actually my ancestor. Could you release her as well? I will give you everything I brought from my descendants.”

"Oh? What a coincidence?" King Wu of Zhou was taken aback. "Well, you've done me a great favor. This little thing is nothing." "That Qiu Zhi has ruined me. If it weren't for the fact that she's your ancestor, I would have chopped her up." Wang Mang snorted indignantly.

"Brother Wang, you should learn your lesson. Don't blurt out everything just because you see a beautiful woman," the modern-day Daji said, covering her mouth with a laugh.

A few days later, King Wu of Zhou consulted with his ministers and decided to establish the capital at Haojing. A vast army set off from Chaoge and headed northwest, while Su Jiahe and others also bid farewell to King Wu of Zhou.

"Miss Su, Brother Wang, thank you so much. With the treasures you brought for posterity, the Great Zhou Dynasty will soon be prosperous and peaceful." Jiang Ziya reluctantly shook hands with Wang Mang and said goodbye.

"Jiang Taigong, don't be sad. We can come back to see you when we have time, and we can go fishing together again." Wang Mang patted Jiang Ziya on the shoulder with a smile.

"It's a pity we didn't witness the Investiture of the Gods battle firsthand," Liu Zixun said with some regret.

"Why do you keep talking about the 'Investiture of the Gods War'? What does it mean?" King Wu of Zhou asked, puzzled.

"Your Majesty, your deeds in conquering the Shang Dynasty have been written into a story by later generations, called 'Investiture of the Gods,' which portrays you as extremely wise and powerful," Liu Zixun said, looking up.

"I have this book. I'll show it to Your Majesty when I have time. It's quite interesting," Jiang Ziya said with a smile, stroking his beard.

"Alright, I must check when I have time to see if I have been deified by later generations."

After parting ways with King Wu of Zhou, the group, along with Qiu Zhi, Daji of the Shang Dynasty, and Ying Zheng, found an inn to settle down.

"What do you want? Why did you save me?" Qiu Zhi looked at everyone with a blank expression.

"Aunt Qiuzhi, Emperor Xin's power is gone. You won't still follow him to the death, will you?" Su Jiahe poured Qiuzhi a glass of water.

"I am but a slave girl, now that my country is destroyed and my family is ruined, I really don't know where to go?" Qiu Zhi looked out the window, her eyes neither sad nor happy.

Su Jiahe placed her hand on Qiu Zhi's head and touched the faint scar again.

"This was left to you by Di Xin, wasn't it? What did he do to you?"

"So what if it is? As a slave, it's already a miracle that I'm alive."

"Sigh, it really isn't easy." Su Jiahe looked at Qiu Zhi with sympathy.

Orphaned at a young age, she entered the palace as a maid and was used by King Zhou for experiments. Because she was of the Guan family bloodline, she unintentionally awakened supernatural abilities, but this went unnoticed. She stole the Time Password and worked for King Zhou, only hoping to gain merit, receive a reward, and live out her days in peace.

"Aunt Qiuzhi, I'm giving you some valuables. Go back to your hometown and live a good life."

As Su Jiahe spoke, she took out a box of gold and silver jewelry that she had saved up and handed it to Qiu Zhi.

"Why...why are you so good to me? I almost ruined you all." Qiu Zhi was both confused and shocked, unable to believe it was true.

"Because you are my ancestor, I am a descendant of the Guan family."

"Ah? You are my descendant?" Qiu Zhi took the box and couldn't help but shed tears.

She had no relatives since childhood, and she never expected that when she was desperate, the person who helped her would be her descendant from three thousand years later.

"Alright, Ancestor, let's go home now."

After seeing off Aunt Qiuzhi, everyone continued to discuss how to settle Daji of the Shang Dynasty.

"Little Daji, where do you live?" Wang Mang asked.

“My home is in Jizhou, but all my relatives are gone, only my clansmen remain. I don’t want to live with them,” Daji of the Shang Dynasty said, silently lowering her head.

“I understand, she definitely doesn’t want to go back,” said the modern Daji. “Why don’t you come with us to the future? We can be twin sisters from now on, okay? Let me tell you, the future is so much fun.”

“I think this is a great idea. Our big family will have another member,” Wang Mang said, clapping his hands in approval.

"Ah?" Shang Dynasty Daji slightly raised her eyes. "Thank you all for your kindness, but I still want to go back to Jizhou."

"Why? Do you still have anyone in Jizhou?" Su Jiahe asked.

“Yes,” Daji of the Shang Dynasty nodded shyly, “I want to go find Gu Lang.”