Chapter 381

Listening to the conversation between Zhang Dafo Ye and Mr. Wei, the treasure seemed to be hidden among a pile of stones.

The devil soldiers had dug up many stones, yet couldn't find it.

So all the captives who wanted to join the stone-digging had to go feel the stones!

Someone with a fated connection like Zhang Dafo Ye would feel something special the moment they touched the treasure.

Many people even came up with a bold idea.

What kind of treasure could be mixed in with stones and be so hard to spot?

Even if it were jade, copper and iron ores would be easy to tell apart, wouldn't they?

But the devil soldiers had dug up so many and still couldn't find it — that could only mean the treasure itself was a stone!

A perfectly ordinary, unremarkable stone!

This thought flashed through many people's minds.

Then everyone felt it was somewhat absurd.

It's just a stone — what rare treasure could it possibly be?

Apart from Nüwa's five-colored stones used to mend the heavens, what could truly be called a treasure? Jade, gold, silver, and ores wouldn't even come close, would they?

Especially since Zhang Lin had said earlier that this treasure could influence the fate of a nation!

For a moment, everyone looked at Zhang Lin, wanting to hear the story Mr. Wei had told Zhang Dafo Ye.

That story must contain the treasure's purpose and origins.

"Mr. Wei told the Buddha Ye that the treasure first appeared in the hands of a generation's God of War, Han Xin."

"You're all familiar with Han Xin's life and history, aren't you?"

"This general left behind many famous anecdotes for posterity — the humiliation beneath another's crotch, a thousand gold for a single meal, a peerless national hero, and so on."

"Hearing Mr. Wei mention Han Xin, Zhang Dafo Ye felt rather puzzled — what did this treasure have to do with Han Xin?"

"But unexpectedly, Mr. Wei asked the Buddha Ye a question: among the Three Heroes of the early Han, Zhang Liang's 'Tai Gong's Art of War' was passed down from the old man on the bridge, and Xiao He handled internal affairs and never led troops in battle — so from whom did Han Xin receive his Art of War?"

"This question stumped the Buddha Ye, because he knew history had never recorded Han Xin's martial lineage."

"Han Xin's life was full of hardship — he lost his father as a child, his mother as a youth, and could only barely stave off hunger by living under others' roofs, fishing by the lake, and accepting food from a kind washerwoman."

"For a man like him, not starving to death was already a miracle; to speak of him studying the Art of War was indeed a fool's dream!"

"Yet strangely, once he began leading troops in battle, he was invincible!"

"For a moment, the Buddha Ye grew curious about Han Xin as a person…"