National Fate: Eight Yin Generals Guard China from Their Sleeping Coffins

Yanjing.

Strategic command center 100 meters underground.

The data charts on the main screen are absolutely off the charts.

All energy monitoring curves showed a vertical spike of 90 degrees.

Staff Officer Li stared at the fluctuating numbers, his mouth agape, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

"Commander..." Staff Officer Li's voice was hoarse as he gripped the control panel tightly with both hands. "All conventional energy monitoring stations across the country are paralyzed. Our equipment cannot analyze these newly emerging energy particles."

Zhou Yaoguo frowned and asked sternly, "Give me the specific data! Personnel changes!"

Staff Officer Li typed on the keyboard, bringing up the latest calculation charts from the Academy of Life Sciences.

"This is no longer a simple mutation of power. This cyan mist can directly alter the human dantian and meridians. In just the past minute..." Staff Officer Li swallowed hard, his voice trembling, "the number of newly awakened individuals in our country has exceeded 500,000!"

"And this number is skyrocketing at a rate of a thousand people per second!"

Minister Chen dropped the teacup from his hand, and it fell onto the table.

He didn't even bother to clean up the spilled tea.

Five hundred thousand people.

This is a massive army composed of extraordinary beings.

In the Huaxia live broadcast room, netizens watched the tremendous changes happening around them, and the barrage of comments was overwhelming.

[Holy crap! I just took a deep breath of fresh air, and my chronic rhinitis instantly disappeared! My lungs feel like they're filled with cool, refreshing air!]

Forget about rhinitis, my grandma has been paralyzed for ten years, and just now she got out of bed, walked into the yard, and lifted our several-hundred-pound stone mill!

[This isn't just a simple superpower! I just tried meditating following a video I watched online, and I felt a ball of energy circulating below my navel!]

[Dantian! That's the dantian! Spiritual energy has been restored! The era of cultivation has begun!]

[Our ancestor Su Chen's grand strategy has actually elevated our world to the level of a cultivation civilization!]

[We kneel in gratitude to the eight senior members who forwent their rewards! Without your unwavering dedication, there would be no China as we are today!]

【............】

Inside the strategic center, Zhou Yaoguo stood with his hands behind his back, staring at the large screen.

His gray hair had turned completely black, and the wrinkles on his face had been smoothed out by his abundant blood and energy.

He turned to look at the officers in the hall who looked shocked.

"Notify all military regions to adjust their training methods. Instruct the Academy of Sciences to immediately establish a 'Reiki Analysis Institute' to develop basic breathing techniques suitable for soldiers."

Zhou Yaoguo's voice boomed, "Since our ancestors have fed us, we, the soldiers of China, must be at the forefront of this era!"

Minister Chen nodded emphatically: "I will immediately notify the education department that, starting tomorrow, all primary and secondary schools nationwide will add breathing exercises as a course. The future of China is completely secure!"

Within the realm of national destiny.

At the front lines of the Chinese front.

Blue mist surrounded the black wooden coffin.

The air was filled with the fresh scent of grass and trees.

Chen Xiao walked to the front of the coffin.

He stretched out his hands, his palms flat against the gleaming cypress wood.

"Thump!"

"Thump!"

A muffled heartbeat could be heard coming from inside the coffin.

This time, the voice was no longer faint.

With each jump, Chen Xiao could feel a vast life force piercing through the wooden board and striking his palm.

That was Master Su Chen's pulse.

With the nation's fortunes exceeding 100% and the spiritual energy of China revived, Su Chen's awakening process was directly accelerated.

Guan Shan pressed down on the hilt of the sword.

The horse bell is squeezed tightly against the copper bell.

Liu Bai picked up the mahogany box.

Su Qingyi stood in the same spot.

Ji Yuan, Jiang Chen, the old blind man, and the old beggar slowly stepped forward.

All eight disciples felt a mysterious and profound resonance of their bloodline.

They gave up six rewards, using the soaring national fortune of China and the newly born spiritual energy of heaven and earth to nourish their master in reverse.

Chen Xiao raised his head and looked at his seven senior brothers and sisters.

His palm remained on the coffin lid.

Just then, something unexpected happened.

Chen Xiao pressed his palm against the shiny cypress wood surface.

"Buzz—"

A dull tremor traveled from my palm throughout my body.

A beam of cyan light shot into the sky from the black wooden coffin, directly crashing into the giant screen of the national destiny space.

A beam of blue light pierced through the sky and earth.

The whirlwind tightly enveloped the black wooden coffin and the eight disciples.

It is isolated from external wind and sand.

Inside the coffin, in the darkness, Su Chen's eyes remained closed.

His breathing was long and steady.

Deep within my mind, a mechanical voice suddenly rang out.

[The host's national fortune has surpassed 100%.]

The earth's veins are firmly connected.

[System unlocks Phase Two.]

[Host detected to be in a dormant state. Passive inheritance mechanism activated. Second stage of power differentiation and feedback.]

The sound did not reach the outside world.

The bullet comments cannot penetrate this space.

Outside the coffin, Chen Xiao's hands, which were resting on the cypress wood, suddenly felt a vast warm current.

The warm current rushed directly into his meridians through his palm.

It wasn't the rigid data energy of the national destiny space, but rather the same-origin internal energy that he was most familiar with.

The aura that belongs to the master.

The warm current circulated through Chen Xiao's body for a cycle, quickly splitting into eight beams of green light that precisely entered the bodies of the other seven senior brothers and sisters.

The rusty iron knife that Guan Shan held in his hand emitted a dull clang.

The rust peeled off inch by inch, revealing intricate blood-red patterns on the surface of the blade.

An aura of killing intent emanated from his body, and the surrounding yellow sand was cut into deep, crisscrossing trenches by the invisible blade-like energy.

Horse bells leaned against the city wall.

The bronze bell that remained on his left wrist jingled.

As the azure light converged, a second dark golden Soul-Suppressing Bell materialized out of thin air beside the solitary bronze bell.

The two bells collided, and the surrounding air instantly froze.

Ji Yuan pulled out a stack of yellow paper from her sleeve.

A deep purple rim appeared along the edge of the paper.

Purple light flowed, and the yin and yang energies completely merged.

The paper felt heavy in my hand, as if it were carrying a real army.

The iron chain around Jiang Chen's waist, used for retrieving corpses, grew dense barbs.

Water vaporizes into solid black ice, which condenses at the tips of the barbs.

The silver needle in Su Zhen's hand turned dark gold, and the black lines became even stronger.

Liu Bai looked down and saw the patterns on the brass lock of the mahogany box changing rapidly.

The pallor in his eyes deepened, and a hint of life force, oppressive to living beings, crept into the deathly aura.

The old beggar's broken bowl was plated with a layer of gold.

The broken-string guitar in the blind old man's arms emitted a buzzing resonance.

He reached into his robes and touched the feng shui compass that had been with him for many years. The pointer spun wildly, and the bronze surface of the compass lit up with blue runes.

The eight people stood still.

The internal energy within the body doubled.

This is not a gift from the nation's destiny.

This is Master's protection.

The sandstorm has subsided again.

The cyan beam of light dissipated.

Guan Shan looked at the blood-patterned iron knife in his hand.

His throat bobbed, and his eyes reddened.

He knelt on one knee, his knee slamming heavily onto the yellow sand.

"Master, you are still taking care of us."