In order to become a Heroic Spirit, I had no choice but to cause trouble in history.

He's practically going insane.

Zijuan stood to the side, her expression utterly speechless.

Chen Yu looked at the color of the white fur, then stroked Tuanchi's belly, pondering for a moment.

Standing up, Chen Yu looked at Xiang An: "Second Young Master, I don't know if you've ever heard of a type of horse in Hequ called 'Blue Horse'?"

"Blue Horse? What's that?"

Xiang An and Tuan Chi looked at Chen Yu with almost identical expressions.

"When a horse is born, its coat may be yellow or brown, but when it is two years old and just reaches adulthood, it will turn pure black."

"Pure black, without a single stray hair." Chen Yu stroked his beard, a smile on his face.

"Huh?" Xiang An was taken aback. "So that means..."

“After they turn four or five years old, their coat color will continue to change, gradually transforming from pure black to grayish-black.” Chen Yu nodded and continued, “And at some age in the future, when they are fully grown, they… will become white horses.”

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Chapter 832 Yu is here! Yu is here!

"Green horse, green horse..." Xiang An murmured the word as he rode on Tuanchi's back.

"What's wrong?" Xiang Yu rode his black horse beside Xiang An, looking at the stunned Xiang An, and couldn't help but ask.

"Uh...it's nothing." Xiang An stroked Tuanchi's head and gently ran the horse's ears with the back of his hand. "It's just that what Master Chen said yesterday...Tuanchi might end up as a white horse, and it feels a little...weird?"

Tuan Chi seemed to sense the offense, his ears twitched, and he avoided Xiang An's hand.

"Haha, I didn't say you were weird." Xiang An chuckled and vigorously ruffled the mane on Tuan Chi's head.

"What's so strange about it?" Xiang Yu shrugged. "As long as you two get along well, that's all that matters."

"...Your black horse doesn't change color, of course you don't find it strange." Xiang An rolled his eyes.

The black horse let out a confident neigh, seemingly mocking Tuanchi.

Look! I won't change color!

Tuan Chi made a nasty, grimacing face, then turned his head away.

It seems that a thoroughbred horse is not only fast and has great endurance, but also very intelligent...

At least most horses don't quarrel, right?

Xiang Yu and Xiang An went there to observe the autumn harvest in various places in order to facilitate Xiang Liang's series of actions to store grain.

Supplies have always been of paramount importance in war. Although Xiang Liang never explicitly stated this, every action he took was a proactive preparation for war.

If Qin shows signs of weakness, Xiang Liang will surely lead his followers to rise up in rebellion immediately and overthrow Qin's rule.

Maintaining prestige in Wuzhong, secretly training a small group of soldiers, stockpiling grain and fodder—all of this was for the sake of the hidden hatred in Xiang Liang's heart.

The hatred for Qin was boundless.

Even if he dies, he will carry on this hatred to Xiang Yu and Xiang An, and let the wrath of Chu burn away the world that belongs to Qin.

.......

Time flies, and another year has passed.

Just as the horse expert Chen Yu had said, Tuanchi's coat was getting a little whiter almost every day, but it wasn't much different from before.

However, Tuanchi is almost withdrawn.

It looked so good in all black, but now it's all patchy black and gray...

It could barely lift its head in front of the black horse.

And what's most terrifying is that his face also started to turn pale, which was practically the death knell for Tuanchi.

However, compared to something as trivial as the color fading in the turbulent water, what happened in Xianyang was far more serious.

Following last year's edict to burn books, the enraged First Emperor issued a second decree that shocked the world.

The decree to bury scholars alive.

Unlike the much-considered decision to burn books last year, the First Emperor's order to carry out a large-scale purge of Confucian scholars and alchemists this time was for a very simple reason.

These people cheated him out of his money.

The First Emperor had been actively searching for information and phenomena related to mystery, but he had not been very successful. So he thought of a group.

That was a sorcerer.

These people have existed for a long time and have always been highly respected. Perhaps they possess some mysterious things.

However, after using these Confucian scholars and alchemists for several years, the First Emperor discovered that apart from a few who were useful, the rest were all cheating him out of his money, and some even absconded with huge sums of money.

He captured those scoundrels, then arrested many more Confucian scholars and alchemists who had swindled him in Xianyang City, and then...

They were all massacred outside Xianyang City.

This operation made the other alchemists who had not been arrested feel insecure, and everyone was on edge, fearing that they would be next.

However, there was one person who was not affected by the First Emperor's decree.

Xu Fu is still holed up in his old home in Langya, currently chatting with Yu Meiren.

"And then what? And then what? That Chief Priest of the Martial Temple, the Martial Saint Jiang Shang Taigong Wang, was actually such a person!?" Xu Fu's eyes gleamed with an air of "I've learned something new," and he placed both hands on the table, urging Yu Meiren to continue the story with great interest.

"Then Daji died, and that's all I know." Yu Meiren lay listlessly on the table.

"What? He still went for it? What a scumbag." Xu Fu's face showed disgust. "But in a sense, he's a scumbag for constantly praising other women while he has a wife, isn't he?"

"Speaking of which, Xu Fu," Yu Meiren sat up straight, looking at Xu Fu pitifully, "haven't you found where that person is yet?"

Xu Fu's expression stiffened, and he waved his hand with a forced laugh: "Lord Yu, look at you! The Central Plains are so vast, how could it be so simple to find a specific person..."

“But it’s been two years since I gave you his exact appearance, and you still haven’t found him…” Yu Meiren pouted, glancing sideways at Xu Fu, “Could it be that you’re up to no good?”

"No, no, Lord Yu, how could you slander someone's innocence out of thin air!" Xu Fu's face flushed red. "No, if you don't believe me, look at the real-time updates here... Huh?"

"Huh? What's wrong?" Yu Meiren was also stunned when she saw Xu Fu suddenly freeze.

"Okay, it seems... we've found it?" Xu Fu murmured in disbelief.

Her clone was wandering aimlessly near Wuzhong when she saw two people riding horses walking on the road, chatting as they went.

The clone rubbed its eyes, staring wide-eyed at the two brothers riding horses, constantly comparing their faces to the description of Yu Meiren stored in its mind.

"Huh? Hey? Let me see!!!" Yu Meiren grabbed Xu Fu's shoulders and shook him vigorously, her pretty face flushed. "Where is it? Tell me where it is!?"

"It's in Wuzhong, it seems to be near Kuaiji. Lord Yu, please slow down..." Xu Fu was so shaken by Yu Meiren that he could barely speak, and spinning circles appeared in his eyes.

"Wuzhong? Kuaiji? Where are they?" Yu Meiren stopped shaking Xu Fu and asked urgently.

"You, you take the map... I'll show it to you..." Xu Fu was numb.

Swish—swish—

Using her super-fast speed as a flesh spirit, Yu Meiren produced a map from who-knows-where in just two seconds and spread it out on Xu Fu's table.

"Here, here..." It took Xu Fu, still dazed, a long time to find the location of Kuaiji on the map.

"Then what are we waiting for?! Let's go!" Yu Meiren grabbed Xu Fu's sleeve and ran towards the door.

"Lord Yu, is it really necessary to be in such a hurry?" Xu Fu, who had been flung into the air by the immense force of Yu Meiren, said with a look of despair.

"That's exactly how it has to be!" Yu Meiren's face was filled with longing; she had never intended to hide her feelings. "I've waited so long, can't I be a little more impatient!?"

Ah, my lord, Yu has arrived!

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Chapter 833 A Pursuit That Was Set from the Beginning

"Hmm?" Xiang An noticed a rather thin woman standing by the roadside, dressed strangely, staring wide-eyed at the two brothers.

"What's wrong?" Xiang Yu asked, turning his head to the side.

"He seems to be a refugee," Xiang An replied casually.

On the other side, in Langya, a large "well" character appeared above Xu Fu's head.

After Xiang An finished speaking, he reached into his pocket, took out a dry biscuit, and bent down to place it in the hand of Xu Fu's clone.

Xu Fu's body:......

I hate this person.

Without saying much, Xiang Yu and Xiang An continued riding away, leaving Xu Fu's clone standing there alone with a dry cake, at a loss.

.......

Five minutes later, Xu Fu and Yu Meiren were already on their way to Kuaiji in a carriage.

Xu Fu was quite unhappy.

Honestly, what kind of person is that guy to have captured Lord Yu's heart so completely? What's so special about him...?

Could it be that Lord Yu has a particularly deep impression of the people who beat him up?

That......

Xu Fu turned his head and glanced at Yu Meiren, who was humming a song while leaning against the carriage window, and his lips twitched.

With a wavering gaze and a long internal struggle, Xu Fu finally hesitated before extending a hand to Yu Meiren's lips.

"Huh? Xu Fu? What's wrong—ouch! What are you doing!"

Yu Meiren's eyes widened as her cheek was pinched.

"No, nothing—" Xu Fu was startled and quickly shrank into a ball.

"I'm telling you, you seem really strange," Yu Meiren said, looking down at Xu Fu with pouting lips. "What are you thinking about all day?"

"Ah, haha, I wasn't thinking about anything? Ahaha..." Xu Fu waved his hand with a laugh, his true thoughts written all over his face.

Yu Meiren did not change her posture, staring intently at Xu Fu, making him feel uneasy all over.