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

"Is it really true that good or bad fortune cannot be predicted?"

Putting down the tortoise shell in his hand, Xu Fu sat behind the table, raised his head, and the flickering candlelight illuminated his face.

After returning from that trip, he submitted several memorials to the First Emperor.

He said that although he possessed the secret to immortality, he had not yet obtained the key to immortality, and requested to set sail again to obtain it.

But they all sank into the sea, unable to respond.

Not only that, he also discovered that he seemed to be under surveillance, and that everyone around him seemed to be watching him, which made him feel uneasy.

Tonight, I hastily used tortoise shell divination to determine good or bad fortune.

As expected, just as the divination results indicated, his fate was uncertain, and even divination could not predict his fortune.

This is not good.

This bold speculation might be because even the First Emperor remained skeptical of what was said that day.

During his time back in Qin, he was not idle.

He went to the markets of Xianyang and inquired about some of the things that had happened in the Qin Dynasty since he set sail nine years ago.

Even though I already knew some of it before.

But that was only a general understanding; I didn't know much about it.

Sitting behind his desk, Xu Fu stroked his beard, squinted, and thought of the black bird that had descended that day.

Fortunately, the First Emperor has no intention of killing him now.

He still has a sliver of a chance.

Before, he wasn't part of the group that went out to sea to seek immortality. After being summoned to Xianyang, he spent his days refining elixirs of immortality.

But watching other alchemists present medicine to the First Emperor...

When presenting the medicine, they boasted wildly about its effects, but after the First Emperor ordered the eunuchs to test it, the effects were not as exaggerated.

If it is not verified, death will ensue!

Xu Fu knew that if things continued like this,

If the medicine fails to achieve the promised effect when he offers it, he will be the next to die.

Therefore, when Lu Sheng went to sea but only brought back the prophecy.

He then abandoned alchemy and instead advised the First Emperor to replace Lu Sheng in his position and set sail to seek immortality.

It turns out that

His foresight saved his life.

Otherwise, he would surely be among the skeletons buried beneath the sand outside the city.

I remembered that Fated Black Bird.

Xu Fu narrowed his eyes, and soon he made up his mind.

But before that, he still had to make some preparations.

..........

Xiapi.

The Yi River flows quietly in the dead of night, and a man stands on the Yi Bridge that spans the river.

He was slender and had a handsome face.

Dressed in a long white robe, his sharp eyes were impossible to ignore.

No one knew that this man had once attempted to assassinate the First Emperor at Bolangsha, but although he failed, he escaped unscathed.

Raise your head and look up at the sky.

After a long while, he let out a soft sigh.

"The celestial phenomena are in disarray; chaos is about to reignite, and the era of the six kingdoms is about to begin..."

No one knew that he failed in his assassination attempt on the Qin emperor and fled to Xiapi.

On the Yishui Bridge, they met an old man, and after undergoing some trials, they obtained a celestial book.

This book, though titled "The Art of War by Taigong," is a divine book.

However, it encompasses everything, allowing one to observe celestial phenomena and use them to predict human affairs, fortunes, and misfortunes, and to oversee major events in the world.

Those who read this book may become teachers of kings!

Hidden in Xiapi, he waited for so many years.

It was all in preparation for the imminent demise of King Ying Zheng of Qin, for the impending chaos in the land, and for the resurgence of the six states.

"Korea will not perish..."

He spoke softly, his eyes sharpening.

..........

Kuaiji.

A tall and imposing man walked over and placed the tiger-headed dragon halberd he was holding on the weapon rack.

My uncle, Xiang Liang, has been very busy lately and I haven't seen him for a long time.

It was said that Zhang Liang had sent a letter, telling them to prepare, for the world was about to descend into chaos, and their opportunity was about to arrive.

After receiving the news, the uncle contacted the surviving families of the six kingdoms.

Now, besides him, only his uncle Xiang Bo remains in this mansion.

Martial arts training is extremely taxing.

After training all day, Xiang Yu felt physically and mentally exhausted.

After thinking for a while, he left the mansion and came to a decent restaurant in Wuzhong County.

We ordered some pork shoulder and roasted pork.

He then raised the wine vessel again, poured the fine wine into the cup, and began to slowly drink.

But after a while, Xiang Yu, who was on the second floor of the market, heard a melodious tune coming from there.

It's a Chu opera...

He paused for a moment, then raised his hand and drank the wine in his cup in one gulp.

He slammed the wine cup on the table, closed his eyes, and listened intently to the familiar yet unfamiliar melody.

Since the fall of the Chu Kingdom and his arrival here with his uncle, he had not heard any Chu music for a long time.

But after he listened for a while...

The music stopped, and suddenly a commotion arose below.

He frowned, raised his wine cup, and took a sip, feeling quite dissatisfied.

Continue pouring the wine into the goblet.

Then lift it up, lean it against the second-floor railing, lower your eyes, and look down.

A Qin general stood there with several Qin soldiers, their imposing presence surrounding a woman holding a musical instrument.

"The State of Chu is gone, yet you dare to play Chu music here!"

The woman lowered her head, but could not hide her stunning beauty. Clutching the musical instrument in her arms, she looked pitiful.

"The State of Chu has fallen, and its people have all become Qin people. So, aren't the songs of Chu also songs of Qin?"

The voice was soft and gentle, yet it carried a certain authority.

However, the Qin general did not think so.

In his view, the State of Chu had perished, and playing Chu music was an expression of longing for one's homeland, which was disrespectful to the Qin Dynasty.

"Alright, you say you're Qin Min, then I'll make you take off your clothes now so everyone here can see clearly."

"Is Qin or Chu within you, or is Chu the only thing in your heart?"

But just as his voice fell,

Here, another note of Chu music rang out.

Looking up, one could see Xiang Yu humming a Chu song, seemingly oblivious to everyone around him, as he slowly walked down from the second floor.

They ignored the Qin general and the Qin army.

He walked up to the woman and said, "Miss, you played that piece so well. I am also from Chu."

He smiled and asked, "Miss, would you be so kind as to play another piece for me?"

Hesitantly, he nodded.

The woman then knelt down, placed the musical instrument in her arms in front of her, and began to pluck the strings.

The melodious Chu music rang out once again.

"You're courting death!" The Qin general suddenly drew his sword and slashed at Xiang Yu.

But Xiang Yu simply twisted his body to dodge the sword.

He raised his foot and kicked him in the chest, sending him flying several meters away, crashing into a table.

The table shattered into several pieces, and the Qin general died spitting blood.

At the same time, several Qin soldiers came slashing with their swords, but Xiang Yu snatched the swords and slit one of their throats with a backhand.

With a turn and a wave, another person fell.

Finally, he threw the Qin sword in his hand, pinning the last person still standing to a pillar.

At the same time, a piece of Chu music finished playing.

Corpses were all around him. Xiang Yu stood in the crowd, his eyes closed, as if savoring the sound of Chu music.

After a long pause, he asked, "May I ask how you are addressed, young lady?"

But before the woman could speak, a series of synchronized footsteps sounded from afar.

Xiang Yu smiled.

He grabbed the woman's hand and led her away.