My path to immortality began with my posting to guard Dawancun.

Chapter 899 The Great Yuan Dynasty, the Divine Child, Seeking Survival (Three Chapters Combined)

In the eighth year of Daxing,

Autumn.

Eight years have passed since Emperor Yuanjing ascended the throne.

However, the situation of the dynasty did not improve in the slightest with Emperor Yuanjing's ascension to the throne and his diligent governance day and night; on the contrary, it continued to decline at an accelerated pace.

Floods, droughts, and locust plagues followed one after another. Soldiers, bandits, officials, and gentry ran rampant in the fields, and the common people suffered greatly.

Simultaneously,

The various military governors were like a malignant tumor, intercepting taxes and expanding their own armies, blatantly undermining the foundation of the Yuan Dynasty.

Throughout the entire Yuan Dynasty, the nation's fate was hanging by a thread, and signs of collapse were becoming increasingly apparent!
Especially in the third year of Daxing,
The rebellion launched by the Moth Bandits swept across the nine provinces. After the imperial army was defeated by the Northern Mongol army from both sides at Tianxia Pass, the imperial court's prestige was completely lost!
Even later, the royal ancestor, Liu Jinghong, one of the three supreme grandmasters in the world, personally went out of the pass, crossed 30,000 miles, killed Niu Dali, the leader of the Moth Bandits who was attacking the Tongguan Fortress, and eighteen others, and broke through the Moth Bandits' army of 600,000 with his own strength.

They then marched north without stopping, pursuing the Mongol army that had swept away a large number of people and property in the three northern prefectures and was returning to the northern grasslands.

He then single-handedly killed seven high-ranking officials of the Northern Mongols, including the National Preceptor Wushan'er and Marshal Batu Erdun. He fought his way through the entire Northern Mongols army seven or eight times, leaving a trail of corpses and blood in his wake. The Northern Mongols soldiers were terrified and abandoned all their loot, fleeing back to the grasslands in a sorry state.

however,
Despite the great shock that followed.

This reminded countless people of the terrifying power of the legendary Grandmaster.
But these,
However, it still failed to reverse the decline of the Yuan Dynasty.

because,

Anyone with discernment in the world knows that the actions of the imperial patriarch Liu Jinghong are nothing more than the last gasp of the Yuan Dynasty!

Because based on the time calculation...

This royal ancestor, who suppressed the world for sixty years, is over two hundred years old.

Even if one is learned beyond compare and reaches the legendary level of a supreme grandmaster, one cannot escape the fate of having one's lifespan come to an end!

Moreover, the final dance of two consecutive battles,
He has probably exhausted his last bit of strength!

The Yuan Dynasty was already deeply entrenched in corruption. Corruption was rampant in the court, with all the money and grain going into the pockets of officials. The nobles and the imperial family in the capital lived in mansions with thousands of rooms, indulging in endless revelry every night. Meanwhile, the common people had nowhere to stand, and corpses of the starving were everywhere. In the midst of one great disaster after another, they were forced to resort to cannibalism. This dynasty was already in its final days!
In the past, Liu Jinghong used his unparalleled strength to suppress the world for sixty years, forcibly suppressing all conflicts.

But as he grows old, the contradictions that have accumulated over time will eventually pile up into powder kegs, ready to explode at the slightest spark!

The fact is also true,

After the great battle in the third year of Daxing, although the leader of the Moth Bandits was killed, the remaining forces were scattered and continued to roam around under the name of the Moth Bandits.

Coupled with natural disasters and man-made calamities, the people were already in an uproar, and in many places, people had reached the point where they could not survive without rebelling.

The royal ancestor Liu Jinghong single-handedly defeated the 600,000-strong army of the Moth Rebels, but instead of intimidating the rebels, he caused the world to descend into further chaos, with war raging and rebels spreading everywhere!
however,
After defeating the Northern Mongol army in the north, the patriarch of the Liu imperial family turned back to the capital. Even when Emperor Yuanjing went to pay his respects, he was not allowed to meet him.

This confirms the judgment of some insightful people in the martial arts world.

Liu Jinghong, who had suppressed the world for sixty years and extended the lifespan of the Yuan Dynasty by a hundred years, was finally about to give out!

then,

In the following years,

Various powerful figures rose up in the region, using the pretext of suppressing the bandits to invade prefectures and counties and seize power from the imperial court.

The various military governors also sealed off the strategic passes and cut off all communication with the imperial court in the capital.

Internally, they recruited soldiers, trained their armies, and even engaged in mutual attacks and annexations.

Disregarding the laws and regulations of the imperial court,

Emperor Yuanjing's order

Consequently, they were unable to leave the capital city!

The world was in chaos.

It has arrived!

At a time of unprecedented upheaval in the world,

Amidst the turbulent times, heroes emerge, and all sorts of figures take the stage, with those standing at the pinnacle of the world writing their own legends.

But these,
It has little to do with ordinary people at the bottom of society.

It is said that on the banks of the Wei River,

In a poor village nestled in the mountains, where the majority of the inhabitants are surnamed Yang, a baby is being born into one family.

however,
The situation has been difficult in recent years.

First came the floods, then the severe drought, followed by a locust plague that swept across the land, almost robbing the poor of all hope.

During times of great disaster, survival is already difficult.

Unfortunately, the government continued to push for excessive spending, not only failing to reduce or exempt taxes as appropriate, but also intensifying its exploitation in an attempt to make up for some deficits.

As a result, in just a few years, the population of Yangjia Village has been halved, and every family is struggling to survive.

Even adults these days don't dare say they'll live to see tomorrow.
Not to mention the addition of another baby.

Seeing that keeping the child with them would most likely lead to the whole family starving to death, and not wanting to resort to cannibalism like others, they decided to do the same.
Without any choice,

The male head of the household could only place the newborn baby on a wooden basin and let it float south along the Wei River, hoping that God would have mercy on him and that someone would find the child and give him a chance to live.

but,
Just as the man entered the water and let go, intending to let the child float downstream...

But a strange thing happened.
The man was momentarily distracted and, in a daze, saw his father, who had died several years ago, floating up from the river. He pointed at the man and began to curse him.

They said that this child was born divine, and that their ancestors for eighteen generations must have burned countless incense offerings to the point that their ancestral graves were on fire in order to receive such great fortune and have the child reincarnated into their family.

You've turned away such a golden opportunity that's fallen from the sky. Do you want to make your father and all your ancestors and uncles die of anger again?
It was midday, and the sun was blazing overhead.

The male homeowner broke out in a cold sweat, woke up with a start, and felt a chill run through his body.

Not daring to do anything more, they quickly pulled the child back and hurriedly took him back.

back home,

The peasant woman, who had just given birth and was lying in bed weeping, was so surprised to see her husband, who was soaking wet, that she forgot her joy at having her child back.

In his panic, the man did not hide anything and hurriedly recounted what had happened after he went into the river.

These unexpected events terrified the couple, who were already quite inexperienced. They were unsure if they had committed a grave offense that angered their ancestors, and they were filled with anxiety.

However, in the end, since the old man had personally appeared to remind them, it was a blessing rather than a curse, so they could only grit their teeth and keep the child.

It's strange,
Since deciding to keep the child,

Strange things began to happen in the farmer's home.

The male head of the household, in particular, would sleep like a log late at night, no matter how his wife called him, he wouldn't wake up until the rooster crowed at dawn.

The male homeowner, in a daze after waking up, remembered...

It's like I had a dream, in which someone was teaching me fishing, hunting, and other skills.

At the same time, the male homeowner also discovered that he seemed to have actually learned something from his dream.

However, matters involving ghosts and spirits were unsettling, and the male homeowner dared not try out what he had learned in his dream.

Later, the husband couldn't help but tell his wife about it.

The wife was also a little scared when she heard this, but she still said that this year's harvest was almost zero, the family's savings were almost gone, and our family was almost at the end of its rope.

Perhaps those dreams were your ancestors in the underworld, who couldn't bear to see the noble person born into our family suffer, so they used dreams to impart some things to you?

The male homeowner thought so too.
So he went to the river to fish using the techniques he learned in his dream. To his surprise, in just an hour, he actually caught three fat fish that weighed more than ten pounds in total.

Afterwards, the male owner went into the mountains again and, following what he had learned in his dream, successfully hunted a pheasant and two rabbits.

In an instant, the male head of the household learned many profound skills that fishermen and hunters spend half their lives learning and never pass on to outsiders.

Therefore,

This family successfully escaped the brink of starvation.

And not only that,

Later, the male homeowner also acquired some herbal medicine and leatherworking skills.

With these skills,

As time went by, this family gradually became wealthy.

Even after becoming wealthy, the male homeowner didn't only think of himself.

He distributed his wealth, exchanging the money he earned from selling game, game hides, herbs, and other items for food, which he then lent to the poor in the village who were struggling to survive. He gathered people, won their hearts, and built a stronghold for self-protection. In the midst of chaos, he gradually grew into the strongest and most prestigious landowner in the village.

The male head of the household knew that all these changes came from the "divine child" born into the family. Therefore, he almost worshipped the child and couldn't help but show off to outsiders, making everyone around him aware of his child's extraordinary birth. In no time, it became a legend that spread widely in the surrounding area.

However, what troubled the male homeowner was that the extraordinary child he named Yang Changchuan seemed to be a bit sleepy, sleeping for nine out of twelve hours a day.

And when she is usually awake, she doesn't cry or get angry. Except when eating, she just sits quietly, which makes people a little worried.

However, regarding this,

His wife advised him that the child was born extraordinary and it was perfectly normal for him to be different from ordinary people, so there was no need to worry too much. The man then put his worries to rest.

Time flies, and three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

In the blink of an eye, it was already the eleventh year of the Daxing era.
The world was in increasing chaos. After years of turmoil, Emperor Yuanjing had finally lost the ambition he had when he ascended the throne. He spent his days indulging in pleasure in the harem and neglected state affairs, which led to the further deterioration of the situation.

Local figures of real power began to declare themselves kings, establishing their own political systems and vying for supremacy through mergers and conquests.

As for the imperial court and the emperor, they were reduced to mere mascots in the eyes of powerful figures in various regions, devoid of any authority.

Also in this year,
Having occupied five of the thirteen provinces of the land and proclaimed himself King of Wei, Cao Wu mobilized 500,000 troops from the five northern provinces to launch a southern expedition, aiming to defeat Li Xingmi, the Marquis of Chu, who occupied the south and threatened his rear, and thus seek to establish his hegemony.

At that time, the territories of the various feudal lords in the land exceeded the size of a single province. Among them, the five most powerful were the King of Wei, who possessed the largest territory and was also the wealthiest.

Their fierce army marched south, initially routing Li Xingmi's Chu army and causing them to flee in disarray. The eight most prosperous counties north of the Wei River fell into enemy hands, and the Chu army retreated to the south bank of the Wei River, barely managing to hold on by relying on the terrain.

Just as Cao Wu was building ships on the north bank of the Wei River, preparing to cross the river and defeat Li Xingmi in one fell swoop,

The reinforcements from Song and Wu, two of the five major states, quietly entered the Chu army's main camp on the south bank.

Then,

Under the combined machinations of Chu, Song, and Wu, Cao Wu was deceived by Li Xingmi's offer of surrender. He first fell for the delaying tactic, and then became infatuated with Xie Qingyan, a peerless beauty sent by the allied forces. He held a grand banquet in the military camp, enjoying himself to the fullest and indulging in debauchery day and night.

then,

One night.

Taking advantage of Cao Wu's drunken state after the grand banquet, the three-way allied forces gathered their most elite troops, forming a sharp spearhead, and thrust straight into the Wei army's main camp!

The remaining troops launched a major counter-offensive from all sides of the Wei River!
With their main camp breached by elite elite troops and communications cut off, the Wei army was leaderless and its 500,000-strong force was easily routed.

King Cao Wu of Wei was left with only a small force of about 100 men to escort him on his escape to the north.

In the ensuing battle, the Wei army suffered countless casualties, with many surrendering or fleeing.

When Cao Wu finally returned to Fancheng, he had only managed to gather a little over 100,000 defeated troops.
The wealth accumulated over many years was lost in an instant.

Even more seriously, his eldest son Cao Biao, whom he had groomed as his successor, sacrificed his precious horse to save him, and ultimately died in the chaos of battle.

Several of his most trusted generals, who had once been relied upon to conquer the five northern states, were either forced to surrender or killed amidst the chaos of war.

Cao Wu wept bitterly and held a grand ceremony outside the city to mourn his eldest son Cao Biao, who had died in battle, his beloved general Xu Wei, and the soldiers who had perished. Finally, he withdrew his troops and returned north.

however,
Before it prepared to return north,

Perhaps it was to pay for the funeral of his proud eldest son, or perhaps it was to vent his anger, or perhaps it was to rehabilitate the morale of the hundreds of thousands of defeated soldiers who had been demoralized by a major defeat.
Cao Wu ordered the slaughter of the eight counties along the Wei River, and that his sword be left unsheathed for seven days!

For a time,

Screams and wails echoed across the Wei River.

Until seven days later,

The hundreds of thousands of Wei soldiers, their hands stained with blood, had regained their former cruelty and morale, and retreated northward with a large amount of spoils of war.

The eight prefectures were left with exposed bones in the wilderness, a deathly silence where not a rooster crowed for a thousand miles.

And the Wei River, now blocked by countless corpses.

On the banks of the Wei River,

Yangjiazhai
Yangjiazhai, which had only recently begun to recover from years of devastation, was now reduced to scorched earth.

The fire engulfed the house, and bricks and stones collapsed, making a crackling sound.

Dark smoke billowed into the sky, and a strange, meaty aroma filled the air.

In the middle of the village,

Hundreds of corpses, men, women, and children, were piled up in the middle, almost forming a small mountain.

I don’t know how long it took,

The fire burned out.

The entire village was pitch black, with charred corpses piled up, adding to the oppressive and terrifying atmosphere.

Suddenly,
At the end of the village, a small, delicate hand, marked with scratches and blood, reached out from a well and grasped the edge.

Soon, the figure of a three-year-old child climbed out of the well.

This child,

It was none other than Yang Changchuan, who was known as the "Divine Child" in the area!
At this moment, Yang Changchuan's eyes showed none of their usual dullness and woodenness.

Instead, his pupils revealed an incredibly deep gaze that belied his age.

He turned his head and looked around.

Ignoring the "mountain of corpses" in the village, they took small steps and began to search for food among the surrounding ruins.

I was hungry all day.

My stomach was burning with hunger.

In addition to the injuries he sustained while climbing out of the well, he needed to eat as soon as possible to regain his strength and heal his injuries if he didn't want to die prematurely!
however,
After searching for a while,
No rice was harvested.

Yang Changchuan's expression remained largely unchanged.
This should have been expected.

The Wei army had already taken everything they could, and the grain they couldn't take was burned to the ground, leaving nothing behind.

From the ashes, Yang Changchuan found a charred blade.

Then he took a blade, shaved a few bamboo skewers, and tied them with straw rope.

After doing all this, a three-year-old child is almost exhausted and at his limit, so he has no strength left to dig for earthworms or anything like that.

then,

He walked up to the pile of charred corpses in the middle of the village.

"Feel sorry."

Looking at the charred corpse before him, he silently apologized.

He crouched down and used the razor blade he found to cut off several pieces of flesh from someone's body.

By skewering meat through bamboo sticks, bending the sticks, and tying them with straw rope, a simple fishing device is created. Once a fish swallows the "bait," the bent bamboo stick will spring open, trapping the fish's mouth from the inside, thus catching the fish.

There was nothing we could do; although we found some sewing needles in the rubble,

However, a child's strength is insufficient to bend the sewing needle, so this kind of small mechanism is the only way.

Yang Changchuan walked slowly to the riverbank and threw his fishing gear into the water.

With their superb fishing skills,
Soon, a fish weighing a pound was caught.

Although it was only a one-pound fish, it was still very troublesome for a three-year-old child to pull it up.

Fortunately, not long after this body was born, the family was freed from hunger, and during the three years of its growth, it had no shortage of meat.

Therefore, even at the age of three, he still had some strength.

After exhausting the fish's strength, they finally managed to pull it up.

Carrying the fish, they walked back to Yangjia Village, where charred corpses littered the ground.
Searching for the embers that have not yet been extinguished.
With great difficulty, he gathered dry branches, covered the burning embers with them, and gently blew on them. The flames shot up again with a whoosh.

Then he put the skewered fish on top.

After a short while,

The fish was slightly charred.
But it didn't matter. After peeling off the charred skin, Yang Changchuan slowly bit down and swallowed it carefully.

After eating a fish,

Finally, I felt full.

Yang Changchuan sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, and carefully sensed his own breathing, maintaining the frequency of his stomach's peristalsis to aid digestion.

About half an hour later,
Yang Changchuan found that he had regained some of his strength.

Having initially escaped the crisis of starvation, he found some water to clean his wounds, then sprinkled some freshly burned wood ash on them to stop the bleeding and help the wounds scab over faster.

After doing all this,
Only then did he finally have time to think about other things.

"Phew, what bad luck! Luckily I was well-prepared, otherwise I might have experienced the feeling of being eliminated immediately after landing!"

Yang Changchuan let out a long breath, which didn't suit his youthful appearance, and pondered to himself.

Yes,

This Yang Changchuan,

It is the reincarnation of Shen Changchuan's divided spirit through reincarnation!
Shen Changchuan had no idea about the specific process of his time travel. In any case, when he regained consciousness, he found himself to be a newborn baby.

This is understandable. The power involved is at the level of the Great Dao that spans all the heavens and myriad realms, which is not something that a nobody like him can comprehend for the time being. This may be a protective mechanism.

However, it is precisely because of this

When Shen Changchuan regained consciousness, the situation he faced startled him.

At that time, the father of this body was placing it on a wooden basin, about to let it float downstream, leaving it to fate.

They were so close to facing an unknown fate with a slim chance of survival!
Most likely, he would be overturned by the current at some point, and then he would be swallowed by the river and become food for the fish.

to this end,

Ignoring the extremely weak body of the newborn, he forcibly burned his divine soul and used the divine soul manipulation method of the Yuanmo Devouring God Record to briefly confuse the father for a few breaths, leading him to believe that he saw his dead father floating out of the body and cursing him.

Yes,

The scene that the father saw in the water was actually done by Shen Changchuan!
The consequences of this were extremely dire.

Shen Changchuan could sense that a small part of his primordial spirit was missing as a result, which also affected the baby's brain development.

But there was no other way. If he could stay by the adults' side, he could still guide them a little and improve his chances of survival.

But if you end up on the water, then you really have to leave it to fate!
Let alone whether they can safely drift downstream, the chances of being found are probably less than 100%. Even if they are found, they might end up as food in a refugee's pot.
after that,
To avoid the whole family starving to death,
Shen Changchuan had no choice but to endure the damage to his soul and the infant's brain. Every night, he would once again use the soul manipulation techniques from the Yuanmo Devouring God Record to infuse his memories of fishing and hunting into the infant's mind.

Fortunately, this world is not far from the cultivation world where my original body resides.

Furthermore, the Lesser Thousand Worlds are easily influenced by the power of the Middle Thousand Worlds, causing the power systems to tend to be similar. Therefore, the techniques of the Yuan Demon Devouring God Record can still be used.

In addition, her father was just an ordinary person.

After breaking through its mental defenses and confusing it for the first time, an invisible seed was left in its mind, which greatly reduced the energy consumption of Shen Changchuan's memory-injecting techniques using the Yuanmo Devouring God Record.

But even so,
Given his already injured soul and the incomplete development of his infant brain, forcibly using soul power beyond what his body could bear only made his condition worse.

As a result, he was in a daze for almost the entire three years, and was extremely sleepy.

Fortunately, the father in this body was reliable enough after acquiring those survival skills, otherwise this new account would have also been cut short.

Fortunately,

Everything is in the past now.

After three years of recuperation, he has largely recovered.
It wasn't until yesterday's dramatic turn of events that he was finally jolted awake from his daze.

Shen Changchuan raised his head.

Everywhere you looked was scorched earth, with corpses piled up like mountains, charred black by the flames.

Looking at this scene of devastation,
His youthful face revealed a coldness in his eyes that was completely incongruous with his age.

I witnessed firsthand the scene of that army of several dozen men breaking through Yangjia Village, burning, killing, looting, and annihilating the village.
Shen Changchuan knew very well that...
This was an organized and systematic massacre!

"I am very grateful for your care over the past three years."

"Don't worry, no matter what, when I grow up, I will definitely get justice for you!"

Shen Changchuan saw his father and mother among the pile of corpses.

his gaze,

It was getting colder and colder.

(End of this chapter)