The concept of a born saint begins with Strange Tales from Liaozhai.

Energy required for the next stage of physical transformation: 124015320

[Energy: 124015321]

"Finally, I've saved enough..."

Looking at the energy that had finally been accumulated over 429 long years, a deep sense of anticipation appeared in Su Chen's eyes.

That's a full four hundred years!

God knows how long he'd been accumulating this!

At the same moment, Su Chen also felt a surge of curiosity.

"Now I'm a horned dragon, a true dragon. What will I become after my next metamorphosis?"

Logically speaking, becoming a true dragon should be considered the pinnacle or end point of transformation for ordinary dragons.

But strangely, his physical transformation was somewhat unreasonable, and he was able to continue to rise.

At this moment, filled with curiosity and anticipation, Su Chen did not hesitate and immediately mobilized the energy for physical transformation.

[Energy: 2]

In an instant, countless energies vanished, transforming into countless warm currents that flowed within his true dragon body!

With the power he was born with to transform his physique, his true dragon body was rapidly transforming!

Su Chen felt numbness and itching in his body. His body gradually stiffened and lost its color, and he began to shed his skin once again.

However, just when he thought this time would be the same as the previous times...

As his body transforms, he is influenced by his gradually transforming body.

In the pitch-black night sky, seven special constellations shone brightly!

Horn, Neck, Root, Room, Heart, Tail, Winnowing Basket!

The Seven Mansions of the Azure Dragon!

They were bright, like the moon, shining brightly in the night sky.

The boundless starlight of the Seven Mansions converged towards Wushan, and came toward Su Chen's transforming body.

In an instant, Su Chen felt a strange change in his body.

He even felt that he was gradually developing an incredibly close connection with the seven constellations of the Azure Dragon in the sky.

In a daze, he seemed to see himself transformed into the Seven Mansions, looking down on everything.

It was as if he were the Seven Mansions of the Azure Dragon, and the Seven Mansions of the Azure Dragon were him.

Just as his vision became distorted.

In the pitch-black night sky, the seven constellations of the Azure Dragon suddenly lit up.

And the sight of countless stars converging towards Mount Wu was also seen by countless people with a keen eye.

Zhang Liang, who was studying etiquette in Huaiyang while traveling east to visit Canghai Jun, befriending assassins, and searching for the whereabouts of the King of Qin, was at this moment secretly discussing with a strong man the matter of assassinating the King of Qin.

He wore a faded blue old scholar's robe, his figure was slender and upright, his face was like beautiful jade, his eyebrows were like swords, and his eyes were as deep as a cold pool, filled with hatred.

Zhang Liang looked out the window toward the Qin state, his eyes burning with hatred—hatred for King Ying Zheng of Qin.

"King Qin, I will surely shatter you to pieces!"

Zhang Liang murmured.

It was the King of Qin who caused his country to be destroyed and his family to perish!

Just as his overwhelming hatred surged forth.

Suddenly, the night sky outside the window lit up.

Zhang Liang looked up in confusion.

Above the dark sky, seven special constellations shone brightly!

"This is..."

Zhang Liang murmured in a daze, his expression suddenly changing drastically, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"The Seven Mansions of the Azure Dragon?!"

He was well-versed in poetry and literature and knowledgeable in astronomy and divination; how could he not know what the Azure Dragon's Seven Mansions meant?

The appearance of the Azure Dragon signifies good fortune, and the seven constellations of the Azure Dragon symbolize the Mandate of Heaven and royal power in the East!

Now that the five states have been destroyed and the state of Qi is on the verge of collapse, the King of Qin is about to conquer the world and eliminate the six states. Suddenly, the seven constellations of the Azure Dragon shine brightly...

Could it be that destiny is truly going to fall to Qin?

Zhang Liang gritted his teeth, his face was ashen, his chest heaved violently, and the hatred in his eyes was almost tangible.

Heaven doesn't bless the six states, nor even the state of Han, but instead protects the tyrant King of Qin!

Zhang Liang clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white. Looking at the seven constellations of the Azure Dragon in the sky, his heart sank to the bottom.

……

South of the Yangtze River.

Old Wuzhong area.

Xiang Liang was nearly forty years old, dressed in dark, sharp clothing. His face was resolute, his temples were slightly gray, and his eyes were sharp as an eagle's. He exuded a fierce and powerful aura as if he had been through many battles.

Beside him stood a child who looked to be only ten years old.

Although young, he was tall and had clear, double pupils that exuded a natural domineering aura. His black hair was simply tied up, and even at such a young age, his extraordinary nature was already evident.

It was none other than Xiang Yu.

The night sky suddenly brightened for a moment.

Xiang Yu was the first to look up in confusion, pointing to the sky and asking, "Uncle, what is that? Why is it suddenly so bright?"

Upon hearing this, Xiang Liang subconsciously looked up, and then his expression changed drastically.

"The Azure Dragon's Seven Mansions have appeared in the world?!"

As if struck by a sudden thought, his pupils contracted, his breath caught in his throat, and a storm of emotions surged within him.

Xiang Liang's expression shifted, his eyes filled with a mixture of surprise, doubt, and worry. He stared intently at the night sky, his hand gripping the hilt of his sword trembling slightly.

……

Xiapi.

Outside a thatched hut.

An elderly man dressed in a dark gray Taoist robe was sitting cross-legged on a rock.

He was tall and thin, with snow-white hair and an aged face, exuding an air of otherworldly elegance.

"The Seven Mansions of the Azure Dragon?"

Looking at the night sky, Huang Shigong, the foremost Taoist master of his time, became solemn.

……

Qidi Langya.

Xu Fu, around thirty years old, with a neatly trimmed long beard, dressed in the robes of a Qi local gentry, with a gentle and refined face and a touch of ethereal elegance in his eyes, was also gazing at the night sky.

"The Azure Dragon's seven constellations shine together?!"

Chapter 118: Transformation into the Eastern God, Azure Dragon!

Xu Fu stared wide-eyed at the starlight that illuminated the land of Qi and Lu, his heart churning with turmoil.

He was an expert in astrology, but he had never seen such a terrifying astrological phenomenon!

What's going on here?!

……

Linzi Royal City.

Inside the royal palace.

King Jian of Qi remained in his palace, utterly dejected. Chancellor Hou Sheng stood beside him, repeatedly speaking to him and urging him to surrender to Qin.

The prime minister, Hou Sheng, who had long been bribed by the Qin state, was now whispering, urging them to surrender.

"Your Majesty, please reconsider..."

"The Three Jin states have been destroyed, and Chu and Yan have both perished. The Mandate of Heaven rests with Qin. If the Qin army presses on our borders, it will only increase casualties. It would be better to surrender..."

suddenly!

Outside the palace, the seven constellations of the Azure Dragon shone brightly, illuminating the palace as well.

King Jian of Qi and Chancellor Hou Sheng were taken aback and subconsciously looked outside.

Filled with doubt, they walked out of the palace together and looked up at the night sky.

The Prime Minister was alright; his face only showed surprise and astonishment.

King Jian of Qi, standing to the side, had a drastic change in expression.

"Is this the Azure Dragon's Seven Mansions?"

Looking at the seven constellations of the Azure Dragon illuminating the earth, King Jian of Qi suddenly seemed to remember something, and a look of bewilderment appeared on his face.

He was in a daze, muttering to himself, "The Seven Mansions of the Azure Dragon..."

"The mystery of the Seven Mansions of the Azure Dragon..."

"...So that's what you were talking about?!"

As the King of Qi, he naturally knew that the royal family kept the mystery of the Seven Mansions of the Azure Dragon.

More than four hundred years ago, there were already prophecies and the mystery of the Seven Mansions of the Azure Dragon.

Legend has it that over four hundred years from now, a man will emerge with a divine mandate, sweeping across all nations and unifying the world…

Originally, the Qi royal family was very convinced of this prophecy, but as time went by, they gradually stopped paying attention to it.

Even now, amidst the struggle for supremacy among the seven states, with Qin poised to conquer Qi, he suddenly realized, looking at the night sky, what the mystery of the Seven Mansions of the Azure Dragon was all about.

"Is the Mandate of Heaven in Qin?"

King Jian of Qi looked dazed.

A bitter smile appeared on his face, along with utter astonishment.

It is said that this prophecy, the mystery of the Seven Mansions of the Azure Dragon, was spoken more than four hundred years ago by Wushan Shenjun, who was suspected to be a celestial being.

More than four hundred years ago, the God of Wushan foresaw this scene and said it out loud.

What incredible power this is!

King Jian of Qi was astonished, but he shook his head with a bitter expression, having already made up his mind.

He had originally considered surrendering, but was somewhat hesitant. Now, he has made the final decision to surrender.

"Hahaha, the Qi Kingdom rose to power with the Azure Dragon, and it perished with the Azure Dragon..."

King Jian of Qi suddenly burst into a bitter laugh, recalling a series of legends recorded in the royal family, such as Duke Heng of Qi seeing a wandering blue dragon in the dark clouds.

Just as King Jian of Qi was laughing bitterly.

……

Night falls.

In the Qin state, in the capital city of Xianyang, deep within the palace.

At the prompting of his attendants, Ying Zheng slowly walked out of his bedchamber.

He was nearly forty years old, tall and upright, with sharp, piercing eyes and a resolute, cold face. He had a neatly trimmed long beard, and his black hair was tied high with a jade crown. His black royal robe accentuated his imposing and majestic aura.

When he looked up at the sky and saw the strange phenomenon stretching across the night sky, his pupils suddenly contracted.

The seven constellations of Horn, Neck, Root, Room, Heart, Tail, and Winnowing Basket are shining brightly!

"The Seven Mansions of the Azure Dragon!"