The Great Qin Dynasty: The egg of the Black Bird was revered as a national guardian beast.

The order was issued three days later.

The streets were packed with people, as if everyone in Xianyang had come out of their homes and were standing in front of their doors watching.

They came to see the sorcerer who had been tricked and killed.

After everyone had been eagerly anticipating it for a long time, the First Emperor's carriage drove out of the palace.

It is now shortly after the court session ended.

The First Emperor made a last-minute decision to personally oversee the massacre of these sorcerers, accompanied by his court officials.

He wanted to tell everyone.

This is the consequence of deceiving the emperor!

The First Emperor's chariot passed by, followed by more than 460 sorcerers, who were being escorted by prison guards, their steps faltering.

The people on the street had different expressions.

Some were excited, some were disdainful, some were bewildered, some were angry, but none of them showed pity.

Shi Sheng looked back and saw a long line of people following behind him.

Those people were all sorcerers like him, and some had even drunk with him and exchanged ideas on alchemy.

But now, these familiar faces are filled with panic and fear, and some even burst into tears.

He raised his head, cursing under his breath.

He was cursing Lu Sheng and Hou Sheng, saying those two were truly despicable; they fled for their own lives and ended up harming them as well.

"Let's get going!"

The jailer gave him an impatient shove, and Shi Sheng stumbled, then walked forward with his head down.

He was not afraid.

He had previously requested an interrogation because he had been wronged.

After his plea for interrogation failed and he was imprisoned, he took the elixir of immortality that he had hidden in his ear, which he had intended to offer to the First Emperor.

"I am now immortal!"

Soon, the jailer escorted the sorcerer to the outside of the city, where a huge crowd had gathered.

The First Emperor and his ministers stood on a high platform.

He raised his hand, then waved it downwards.

More than four hundred sorcerers were stripped naked, bound tightly, and pushed into a pit to be buried alive.

As the sand was gradually poured down...

For a time, cries for mercy were heard everywhere.

But a few people showed no fear; even when they were pushed into the pit, they were still laughing.

Then, the next second, he closed his eyes and began to practice his internal energy.

They were disciples of the same master, practicing the art of tortoise breathing for longevity, intending to survive together in the tightly packed earth.

He wanted to use this to prove to the First Emperor,

They are different from others; they are enlightened people with real skills.

Soon, Shi Sheng was also pushed into the pit.

Sand was thrown down and splashed on him, but even so, a smile remained on his face.

"I have consumed the elixir of immortality; I am now immortal!"

"Even if I am buried alive to death, I can still be resurrected when I see the light of day again. This is the magic of the elixir of immortality."

After uttering his last words, he was completely covered by sand.

"Your Majesty, we have buried over four hundred and sixty sorcerers alive. What should we do next? Please decide."

The First Emperor leaned on his sword, his face somber.

The man died, but the First Emperor was not happy about it. Instead, he was troubled and depressed.

After a long while, he issued an order.

Throw soil!

He wanted to see with his own eyes whether they were really dead!

Upon receiving the First Emperor's order, the jailers removed the soil, revealing the few sorcerers who claimed they would prove their skills to the First Emperor through the art of tortoise breathing.

His face was already contorted, and his body was stiff...

Shi Sheng, a well-known figure among sorcerers, had once sought immortality and concocted elixirs with the fugitives Hou Sheng and Han Zhong.

He had previously claimed that he had taken an elixir of immortality and was therefore immortal, so people were naturally a little curious about him.

But when the jailers pulled him up...

To their surprise, Shi Sheng's face was pale and his body was stiff, but he still had a satisfied smile on his face.

It was as if they hadn't been buried alive, but had ascended to immortality.

He ordered the imperial physician to examine the body and determine the cause of death, but after examining the body, the physician shook his head vigorously.

It is said that he died from severe poisoning.

Before he died, he must have been so severely poisoned that he was hallucinating.

The First Emperor was disappointed and, in a fit of rage, ordered the corpse to be thrown into the mountains and forests to be devoured by wild wolves.

He didn't want him to leave with a complete corpse!

But what he didn't know was that the next day, a woodcutter went up the mountain to chop firewood and found wolf carcasses all over the mountain.

The wolf ate the flesh of the stone, and then it died too...

Everyone says that what Shi Sheng refined is probably not an elixir of immortality, but a elixir of death.

........

In the following days, the court quieted down.

The decision by the First Emperor to lead his court officials to observe the grand spectacle of burying the alchemists alive had a significant effect.

A person with a guilty conscience,

Whenever I think of that day, with the sorcerers lying haphazardly in the pit, I can't help but tremble.

Now everyone understands that this is the fate and destiny of those who defy their superiors and deceive the king.

After this incident, no one dared to make a sound anymore!

Even the talkative Confucian scholars changed drastically, becoming obedient and compliant, obeying the First Emperor's every command.

But the First Emperor was not pleased by this.

He's been looking depressed for the past few days.

Being tricked by these insects was an experience the First Emperor would never forget, and it was the greatest humiliation of his life!

After this incident, the First Emperor completely lost all hope of refining the elixir of immortality and such things.

His expectation of immortality, his obsession with immortality.

Utterly shattered!

His only thought now is the Great Qin Dynasty. His thoughts have shifted from immortality to how to pass the Great Qin Dynasty down to the next generation.

The First Emperor was proud and stubborn.

Even though he could not live forever, the human empire he built, the vast territory he conquered, and the solid system he established were all remarkable achievements.

They will be passed down through the ages!

Immortality is not easy, and the path is arduous. The great First Emperor would never give up because of a few overconfident insects.

A buzzing sound, a few mournful cries, a few sobs, and they stopped in their tracks!

In the deep chill and silence,

In the dimly lit hall, a man sat on a cold throne and sighed.

"The Great Qin Dynasty..."

During the time that Fusu was ordered to stay at home, it seems that his previous words had affected him and caused him to change somewhat.

But in the eyes of the First Emperor, it was still not enough!

If he were the Imperial Censor, his repeated and direct remonstrances would undoubtedly make him a competent and qualified remonstrating official.

But he was a prince of the Qin Dynasty.

As a young master, especially the eldest son, it is utterly unqualified for someone to only offer frank advice without any original thoughts!

It would be one thing to completely negate the First Emperor's legacy.

What angered the First Emperor was that, apart from opposing him, Fusu had no insight or ideas whatsoever.

Anyone would object!

Before you object, could you at least use your own brain and offer your own opinions and ideas?

Things in this world are complicated and complex; it's not something that can be accomplished simply by your opposition.

Therefore, the First Emperor kept thinking about it.

Given Fusu's situation, could he truly suppress the court officials and withstand their attacks once he sat on that throne?

After all, the emperor and his ministers are engaged in a hundred battles every day.

No matter the circumstances, the power struggle between subjects and monarchs never ceases!

Let him take the position....

I fear that the minister might use his power to force the ruler, or even turn the sword upside down and point the tip at the monarch.