Chapter 138: Borrowing the Power of a Nation to Sustain Oneself

Qingzhou, one month before Baichuan awoke.

From this moment on, the rebel army... perhaps it can no longer be called a rebel army now.

Thanks to the True Dragon incident three years ago, almost all the sects and great teachings of the Great Zhou, as long as they were figures of relatively high status and strength, headed straight for Tiandu, just to obtain a bit more Dragon Blood and dragon meat at the post-incident Dragon-Dividing Assembly.

Because of this, they were wiped out in one fell swoop by the True Dragon in that battle, allowing the path to unification for Zhang Rang, Huang Zhongtian, and the others to proceed incredibly smoothly, thereby successfully ascending the throne completely one year ago.

From then on, it was called Qin, the Great Qin, with its capital established in Qingzhou, valuing water and revering black.

Because according to the account of Great General Huang Zhongtian, the True Dragon's scales were initially black, and are now a blue-purple, so the Great Qin, which treats the True Dragon as its totem, naturally established its capital in Qingzhou and revered black.

It is now the first year of the Great Qin, and today, under the diligent governance of the Son of Heaven Zhang Rang, the vitality of the entire Great Qin has finally been able to catch its breath, no longer on the verge of collapse.

Hereupon, at the suggestion of his ministers, Zhang Rang is finally preparing to head to Taishan, the highest mountain in Qingzhou, to prepare for the Fengshan ceremony, to demonstrate that his ability to become the Son of Heaven is by the mandate of Heaven, by the mandate of the True Dragon!

Otherwise, Zhang Rang always feels he cannot sit firmly in this position; although Huang Zhongtian has already mentioned to him that the True Dragon Lord does not care about these things, and only requires that His demands be met unconditionally.

But Zhang Rang, whose position was not obtained legitimately, dares not fail to take it seriously; anyone who knows that there exists in the world a creature capable of destroying a nation with one dragon would be panicked.

Especially since the Great Qin has only been established for a year, the common people have not yet been able to recover, and coupled with the continuous natural disasters, as well as the ravages of the grassland barbarians and the remnants of the Great Zhou, it really cannot withstand any more setbacks.

Time flowed, and soon more than a month passed, and all the preparations for Zhang Rang and the others were ready.

With the start of the grand ceremony, Zhang Rang also slowly, under the gaze of the ministers, solemnly ascended the altar already built of earth, and began to announce to Heaven, Earth, and the True Dragon his achievements since taking the throne.

And just at this moment, the sky suddenly changed.

First, the temperature rose slowly and steadily, and then a gust of hot wind began to appear.

Wisps of pure white clouds also began to slowly gather, then transformed into a massive, thick cloud layer, sweeping toward this side; in just a few breaths, the entire sky transformed from the previous sunny day into an overcast one.

Seeing the suddenly strange weather, Zhang Rang's voice of proclamation stalled, and a bead of sweat slowly slid down his cheek, not knowing if it was because of the suddenly rising temperature or because he was too nervous.

And the ministers below also held their breath; ever since the destruction of the Great Zhou, the True Dragon was no longer a legend, and could be said to be a deity known to every household.

Not to mention their own current Son of Heaven—Zhang Rang, and the Great General Protecting the Nation, Huang Zhongtian, who also had a connection to this True Dragon.

Therefore, in an instant, everyone had a premonition—perhaps this Fengshan ceremony today would no longer be ordinary.

For a time, everyone began to stare fixedly at the cloud layer above, both nervous and serious, but no one dared to make a sound, lest they startle the True Dragon; at this moment, it was as if silence spoke louder than words.

Zhang Rang was the same at this moment; his eyes were grave and his mood became nervous, then a bright idea struck him as if he had thought of something.

He began to pray to the heavens again, only this time the content of the prayer had changed to be for the True Dragon.

Just as everyone was filled with trepidation, sounds of wind whistling like thunder began to appear, and the thick cloud layer also began to flow.

Within this, the cloud layer began to slowly separate from both sides; it was being blown open by a strong wind pressure.

Subsequently, a majestic and beautiful dragon head was revealed, and a pair of eyes like burning flames watched from high above.

Then, amidst the separation of the clouds, the long, slender body of the flood dragon also appeared, a pair of wings flapping incessantly, driving a massive gale.

At this moment, Zhang Rang's mind went blank, and his pupils were filled with the True Dragon's agile and beautiful form.

This was the first time he had truly and genuinely seen the True Dragon since he had been following the True Dragon's tracks for so long, rather than just hearing others talk about it.

At this moment, he truly understood: sometimes, no matter what others say a thousand or ten thousand times, it is not as shocking as seeing it with one's own eyes!

The majestic and beautiful True Dragon before his eyes seemed to be the most beautiful creature in the world.

So much so that he was shocked and stayed there for a long while, before he reacted; without hesitation, he knelt down on the spot and said loudly: "Zhang Rang of the Great Qin pays respects to the True Dragon! May the True Dragon be eternal and immortal!"

Having only sat in the position of emperor for a short year, and having been busy dealing with various matters since taking the throne, there were not only the disaster victims from various places, but also the barbarians invading Youzhou, and even more so the rebels who were still causing trouble everywhere.

Zhang Rang had not a shred of dignity as an emperor; rather, he was someone who had climbed up from the bottom.

From the very beginning, he did not have that thing; for him, as long as he could satisfy the great desire in his heart, everything else could be ignored.

"The ministers of the Great Qin pay respects to the True Dragon, may the True Dragon be eternal and immortal!"

Since Zhang Rang, the Son of Heaven, had knelt, those behind him who could be appointed as ministers by Zhang Rang naturally also knelt down, one after another imitating Zhang Rang to pay their respects.

Perhaps this could also be considered a case of the upper beam not being straight, causing the lower ones to be crooked.

At this moment, Baichuan also slowly lowered his posture; for a time, hot, scorching wind kept dissipating, which was because his body temperature was not yet fully under control.

He looked at this group of humans kneeling on the ground and did not pay much attention, because he was not familiar with them.

He looked at Huang Zhongtian, not far behind Zhang Rang, and a sound wave was transmitted over a wide area, as he spoke out:

"You need not be so constrained."

"Huang Zhongtian, it has been a long time, do you still remember our agreement?"

Hearing this, Huang Zhongtian did not stand up; now that the Son of Heaven of the Great Qin had not stood up, how could he, as a subject, be the first to stand up.

He merely straightened his waist, cupped his hands, and replied directly: "Huang Zhongtian of the Great Qin remembers it at all times. If True Dragon Lord has anything you need our help with, please speak directly; Zhongtian will exhaust all efforts to complete it."

"That is good."

……

From this point on, after the Great Qin Fengshan ceremony ended, the whole world knew: the Great Qin is protected by a True Dragon.

Thanks to this, in terms of human disaster, the remnants of the Great Zhou completely shrank back, leaving only the grassland barbarians invading Youzhou; overall, the Great Qin finally stabilized quite a bit.

And Baichuan also began a life where he did not have to worry about food, and all kinds of ability models only required him to open his mouth to bite down and let the panel scan them.

It must be said, using the power of an entire nation to crazily collect various creatures, just to satisfy all his requirements.

This was the first time since he evolved the Blood Worm ability that he felt how wonderful it was to be full twenty-four hours a day.

It was also the first time he knew that collecting various ability models could be so easy; he did not have to do anything, just wait for others to send them to him.

He also did not worry about whether the other party would poison him or something; now he could be said to be a creature that had stepped half a foot into the truly extraordinary.

Any venom entering his mouth had to pass the test of his scorching body temperature; if it didn't pass, it would turn to ash directly, and if it did pass, it still had to accept the clearing of the Light Points in his body—what venom could withstand that?

At this moment, Baichuan discovered with surprise that his panel scanning speed could not keep up with the speed at which various strange creatures appeared.

For a time, a large amount of "Scanning in progress" information directly covered his panel.

This could be considered a happy problem.

(End of chapter)