Under One Person: From Nascent Soul to Great Sacred Body

"Hahaha, you are such an interesting person."

"If you gave me the throne, I'd be happy to be locked up in the Forbidden City, or even in a prison."

"Having food and drink, being waited on hand and foot, and not having to do any work, isn't that great?"

Upon hearing Yang Feiyun's words, the farmer continued to mock him.

"Haha, sorry to offend this guy."

"My brother was also determined to study hard and serve his country back then."

"Unexpectedly, the Qing Dynasty was corrupt, and my brother failed the imperial examinations several times. Now that the Qing Dynasty has fallen, my brother is overjoyed."

"So I got a little emotional just now, I hope you gentlemen won't take offense."

"How about this, shopkeeper, bring these gentlemen another pot of herbal tea and put it on our table."

The nameless man standing nearby, upon hearing the words of the farmers, smiled and explained.

"You're the most reasonable person."

"In this world, who doesn't want to be emperor? Even Yuan Shikai wanted to restore the monarchy."

Hearing Wuming's apology, the farmers nodded with smiles, not bothering to argue with Yang Feiyun.

"Yuan Shikai's fate is not good enough; he will die soon after becoming a debauched emperor."

"However, if he can obtain the last trace of dragon energy from the tomb of Empress Dowager Cixi."

"Then the situation is two different things."

"Who knows, he might use this last imperial throne to create an empire that lasts for millennia."

Yang Feiyun stared wide-eyed as he spoke, but then, at Wuming's glance, he changed the subject.

"How can you say one thing is bad and the next thing is good?"

Seeing Yang Feiyun's eloquent manner, the group of farmers couldn't help but speak up.

"Hehe, I am Yang Feiyun, a contemporary successor of the commoner, and my grandmaster is Zhuge Liang. What is there that I don't understand?"

"It is easy to be an emperor for a time, but difficult to be an emperor for a lifetime."

Yang Feiyun looked at everyone, snapped open the fan in his hand, and looked quite self-important.

"Where is there any talk of studying for the imperial examinations?"

Upon hearing Yang Feiyun's words, the farmers stared wide-eyed and spoke in unison.

"how?"

"Is there a difference between these two types of reading?"

Hearing what the farmers said, Yang Feiyun smiled and fanned himself with his folding fan.

"Ha, you scholar, I can't win an argument with you."

Upon hearing Yang Feiyun's words, one of the farmers shook his head and then turned back.

"Haha, aren't all scholars like this? It's normal."

Upon hearing this, Wuming chuckled and spoke up.

"Gentlemen, with your bundles on your backs, are you perhaps headed for the tomb of Empress Dowager Cixi that you mentioned?"

Wuming glanced at the bundles that the men kept clutching beside them and couldn't help but ask.

"nature."

"That old hag took so much gold, silver and priceless treasures and sent them down."

“If we brothers just get one or two items, it’s enough to cover our travel expenses.”

One of the farmers said in a low voice.

"Not to mention us, most of the people here are going there for that old hag."

"That's it."

Upon hearing this person's words, Wuming nodded slightly.

"But brother, it's fate that we've met. Would you like to hear a few words of advice?"

Wuming took a sip of the herbal tea in his hand, and then asked.

"Just say it, what's so hard to say?"

Upon hearing Wuming's words, the group shook their heads.

"Alright, I'll tell you then."

"My brother here is a master of accurate predictions; he specializes in fortune telling."

"And I am a feng shui master, specializing in feng shui consultations for people."

"These large tombs are always accompanied by great misfortune."

"Nine out of ten people who go down into this cemetery will never come out."

“If you would heed my advice, you should go home early. The weather is still good, and it won’t delay the farming.”

Wuming said with a serious expression.

"How can it be!"

Upon hearing Wuming's words, one of them stood up abruptly and exclaimed in disbelief.

"If a person dies and a bird looks up to the sky, he will not die for tens of thousands of years."

"How can we not seize such an opportunity for wealth and glory?"

"And so what if you die?"

"If we die in this emperor's tomb, who knows, our descendants might become emperors?!"

The farmer shouted loudly, and the others nodded in agreement.

Having a good tomb can bring blessings to one's descendants. If it's an imperial tomb, there's no guarantee that one's descendants will become emperors!

Everyone came with the mindset of either succeeding or dying trying.

"What is destined to be yours will be yours, and what is not, you cannot force."

Upon hearing the man's words, Wuming shook his head slightly.

But it's no wonder these people are like this; who wouldn't want to sit on the emperor's throne?

"Sir, are you two also looking for the tomb of Empress Dowager Cixi?"

Just as Wuming shook his head and Yang Feiyun were resting with tea, a figure blocked out the sunlight streaming in from outside.

"Sir, is there anything I can help you with?"

Wuming squinted at the newcomer.

"Judging from your face, sir, you have an extraordinary destiny."

Yang Feiyun, who was standing to the side, also raised his head, glanced at the other person's face, and said with a light laugh.

They exchanged a fleeting glance, and a slight smile appeared on the lips of Wuming and Yang Feiyun.

Someone's taken the bait, hey.

"Do you gentlemen know who I am?"

The newcomer bowed to Yang Feiyun and Wuming, and then spoke.

"They are either rich or noble."

"I don't know the name."

Wuming shook his head and drank his tea, while Yang Feiyun said with a faint smile.

"Anyone with a modicum of sense can see that."

The man sat down calmly and then spoke to Wuming and Yang Feiyun.

"You want to defy fate?"

Wuming tilted his head, looking at the person in front of him with a half-smile.

"This dragon energy is not something that ordinary people can withstand."

"It's all or nothing."

The man spoke with a smile.

"One of these two gentlemen observes people and their fates, while the other observes the heavens and measures the earth."

"Having been here for so long, it seems you're waiting for someone?"

Seeing that Wuming and Yang Feiyun did not express any distancing, the man continued.

"Yes, we are waiting for the chosen one."

"Having learned the art of supporting the dragon, one should naturally put it to use."

Wuming smiled and nodded.