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

The air carried a faint scent of heat and dust, and even the wind felt dry and heavy.

The ground in the distance was slightly distorted by the sun, and steam rose from it.

Inside the Sand Dune Palace.

Heavy curtains hung down, blocking out the scorching sun from the outside world.

The interior of the hall was somewhat dim.

The air was stuffy, and the faint smell of medicine mixed with incense created a heavy and oppressive atmosphere.

Ying Zheng lay on the bed, with a thin silk quilt spread out beneath him.

His face was slightly pale, his breathing was a little rapid, there was a fine sheen of sweat on his forehead, his eyes were half open, and his expression was somewhat dazed, as if he was sometimes clear-headed and sometimes confused.

One side of the bed.

Zhao Gao lowered his head and served him closely.

He moved with extreme gentleness, carefully wiping the sweat from Ying Zheng's forehead with utmost respect.

However, a faint light flickered in the depths of those lowered eyes, as if they were thinking about something.

Not far away.

As the only prince to voluntarily request to accompany the emperor on this eastern tour, Hu Hai stood out prominently.

At this moment, his face showed obvious unease and tension, and he would occasionally glance at Ying Zheng on the bed and Zhao Gao beside him.

Hu Hai's hands tightened slightly, his expression showing both worry and a hint of tension.

Apart from them.

Several eunuchs and physicians, who were close to the emperor in the palace, were also gathered around the bed, constantly checking on the emperor's body. Their expressions were solemn, and their brows were tightly furrowed.

The physicians exchanged glances, none daring to speak easily, and an uneasy atmosphere filled the air.

outside the temple.

Li Si, as the Left Chancellor, waited outside, ready to be summoned by the First Emperor at any time.

As for Meng Yi, he was sent to the scene of the incident.

At this moment, the entire palace seemed to be shrouded in an invisible shadow, and everyone vaguely realized something.

On the bed.

Ying Zheng's chest heaved, his breathing became disordered, and he coughed violently several times, the coughs sounding particularly jarring in the silent hall.

After a long while, he managed to catch his breath.

Ying Zheng's eyes were half-open, his expression dazed, and he could barely make out the figures in front of him.

He opened his mouth, his voice hoarse and weak, "Am I...am I...dying..."

As soon as these words were spoken, the hall fell silent, and even the air seemed to freeze.

The physicians lowered their heads and dared not respond.

Zhao Gao stood to the side with his head bowed, equally afraid to say anything.

Suddenly, Ying Zheng murmured softly.

"Where is Xu Fu? Where is the elixir of immortality? Why hasn't he brought it back to me yet...?"

After muttering to himself for a while, Ying Zheng seemed to regain a bit of clarity. He suddenly realized something, and a flash of fury appeared in his eyes.

"You audacious traitor, Xu Fu, how dare you deceive me... When you return, I will make you wish you were dead!"

As he spoke, his breathing became erratic, and he coughed violently again, his face turning red and making him appear even weaker.

His consciousness gradually began to blur, and scenes from the past flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern.

The image of him once going to Wushan to worship the Wushan God appeared in his mind.

The words of the God of Mist Mountain also echoed in his mind.

Chapter 126 The Eastern Azure Dragon Appears in the Qin Dynasty

"Zhao Zheng, I am in a good mood today and am quite interested in you. I can give you a chance. On the day you die, I will personally come to see you and grant you immortality."

"I want to see what you, who were destined to die, will be like in the afterlife..."

Ying Zheng was in a daze, as if the Sand Dune Palace in front of him had disappeared and he had returned to the day of the sacrifice.

The voice of the God of Mist Mountain still faintly echoed in his ears, yet he remained spirited and high-spirited.

In the silent palace, Ying Zheng suddenly spoke again, his voice low and weak, "You say..."

"Lord Wushan...did he deceive me...?"

"The Divine Lord once said... he would grant me immortality..."

Ying Zheng kept muttering to himself, as if he were talking to Zhao Gao and the others.

Upon hearing the First Emperor's words, both Zhao Gao and the others inside the hall, as well as Li Si waiting outside, were slightly taken aback.

Lord of Mist Mountain?

Zhao Gao's expression shifted slightly.

outside the temple.

A complex look flashed in Li Si's eyes.

If His Majesty hadn't mentioned it, they would have almost forgotten that the God of Wushan had said he could give His Majesty a chance. On the day His Majesty was about to die, he would personally appear before him and grant His Majesty immortality.

However, even now, as His Majesty is on the verge of death, the God of Mist Mountain has not appeared...

It's obvious that the God of Mist Mountain deceived and tricked His Majesty...

Zhao Gao, Li Si, and the others had complex thoughts in their eyes.

Inside the hall.

Upon hearing this, the young-looking Hu Hai couldn't help but curl his lip. He had also heard of the God of Mist Mountain.

However, he felt that his father, the First Emperor, had been deceived. How could anyone grant immortality?

It's estimated that he was a sorcerer who secretly used magic and other strange skills to deceive his father. Only his father believed him, clinging to hope even as he was dying, and believing in that Wushan God.

The fact that the God of Wushan has not appeared yet is the best proof of this!

Just like that swindler Xu Fu!

He felt that his wise father was somewhat pathetic, still believing in the so-called God of Wushan even now.

Hu Hai gazed at his father on the bed with a complicated expression.

Just as they were thinking this, Ying Zheng was dying.

On the other side, Kiriyama.

On the misty, cloud-shrouded mountain, Su Chen was silently comprehending the Dao Fruit of Reincarnation and absorbing the essence of the sun and moon.

Suddenly, as the Azure Dragon of the East, he vaguely sensed that the Mandate of Heaven and the power of the monarchy were about to change. That change was intangible and intangible, yet it was very real.

Not only that, having comprehended the law of cause and effect, he was also subtly moved, and a faint sense of causal connection emerged deep within his mind.

Su Chen's eyes showed a look of sudden realization, and his originally calm state of mind was also rippled.

In an instant, he understood what was going on.

Is Qin Shi Huang, Ying Zheng, going to die?

The moment the idea came to him, he made up his mind.

Glancing at the afternoon sky, the sun blazed high, the air thick with heat. Su Chen murmured, "Has this day finally come..."

He was somewhat emotional; ten years had passed in the blink of an eye, and the First Emperor Qin Shi Huang, who had once offered sacrifices to him, was now about to die.

He also sighed, "After hundreds of years, is it finally time for the real body to appear?"

Previously, even when he occasionally went out to wander around, he always concealed his presence and was almost never seen by those below him.

However, this time, since he was preparing to fly to the dunes to grant Ying Zheng immortality, he certainly could not continue to hide and had to reveal his true form.

Speaking of which, this was his first trip after transforming into the Azure Dragon of the East.

Su Chen, who was lying on the top of Wushan Mountain, suddenly moved.

The body, which had been as still as a mountain, slowly floated and rose at this moment.

The next instant, the hundreds-of-zhang-long azure dragon stretched out and suddenly soared into the air, bringing with it a surge of clouds and mist.

A sudden gust of wind arose atop the mountain, causing ancient trees to sway, rocks to tumble down, and the entire misty mountain to tremble.

Su Chen soared into the sky, accompanied by clouds and mist, with white waves rolling as he flew rapidly towards the sky above Wushan Mountain.

During this process, his body also swelled up with the wind.

The dragon's body, which had been restrained, continued to expand, and its aura rose steadily, as if it had been freed from its constraints and was no longer subject to any restrictions.

As he flew rapidly towards the sand dunes, his body, which had grown from several hundred feet, suddenly expanded to a length of several tens of miles.

The dragon's body stretched out, traversing the sky like a long, narrow Great Wall, wandering in the heavens and blocking out much of the sunlight.

Not only that, in addition to his body suddenly growing larger and returning to its original size, strange phenomena also arose in the world.

Suddenly, a strange phenomenon of countless stars appeared in the sky!

The starlight, which originally belonged to the night, appeared in the daytime.

A magnificent starlight, like the aurora borealis, emanated from his body, with beams of light flowing and sweeping across the sky, dyeing half of the sky with dazzling colors.

The seven constellations of the Azure Dragon above also changed at the same time.

The seven constellations trembled, and the starlight shone brightly.

Rays of starlight descended like a cascading galaxy, illuminating the entire eastern region above, as if paving a path to the sand dunes for him.

At this moment, all the people of the Great Qin were startled and noticed the strange phenomenon in the sky.

In Xianyang City.

Pedestrians were coming and going on the street when suddenly they stopped in their tracks.

The sound of their voices trembled, and their faces all changed drastically.

"That……"

What is that?

Suddenly, the once azure and scorching sky was filled with starlight.

The starlight was clearly visible in the daylight, with rays of magnificent light hanging down like the aurora borealis, spreading out from the distance like a road.

It seems this road is welcoming something...

The people of Qin stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with disbelief. Some of them felt their legs go weak and could barely stand, while others immediately knelt on the ground.

Meanwhile, insightful individuals such as Zhang Liang, Xiang Liang, and Xiang Yu noticed even more.

"This is..."

"The Seven Mansions of the Azure Dragon?"

"What happened?!"

Zhang Liang, Xiang Liang, and the others' expressions changed drastically, their faces filled with surprise and uncertainty.

More than ten years ago, before the First Emperor unified the six kingdoms, after the Azure Dragon constellation appeared, it had not responded for a long time.

The Azure Dragon's Seven Mansions suddenly reacted so strongly today, with even more unusual phenomena than last time. What happened?!

Zhang Liang and the others were shocked, and various speculations arose in their minds. Naturally, some of them guessed that the unusual activity of the Azure Dragon Seven Constellations might be related to Ying Zheng.

After all, ten years ago, the God of Wushan promised to bestow it upon Ying Zheng...

Do not!

impossible!

After just a moment's thought, they refused to believe it.

What right did that tyrant have?!