Chapter 1653: Baifeng's Abdication

On the Duanwu Festival in the 17th year of the Human Calendar, with clear skies and a gentle breeze, on this auspicious day and festive occasion, Baifeng announced his abdication. The position of King of Huaxia was to be inherited by the Crown Prince, Bai Yulong, and his Legitimate Son, Bai Qihu, was designated as the Crown Prince of Huaxia.

Furthermore, on the day of the succession, the political center of Huaxia was officially transferred to the capital city, an announcement was made to the entire nation, and official documents were sent to inform the other two states.

Everything went smoothly, and the people of Huaxia did not have any particular thoughts on the matter, because over these years, Yulong had already gradually taken over most of the work; the difference between him and the King of Huaxia was nothing more than a title. Now that he had officially taken over, it was a logical progression, and everyone recognized Yulong's ability and felt that Yulong was entirely qualified.

Xuanyuan of the Central Kingdom was also still young at this time, at least looking younger than Baifeng. Xuanyuan had not the slightest thought of abdicating; he divided the entire Central Kingdom into nine Provinces, declared himself Emperor, and cast the Nine Tripod Cauldrons to guard each Province.

On the flat farmland, wheat was everywhere, and forests were gradually being cleared to make way for fields. The population was also growing explosively, but Xuanyuan still maintained his original way of governing the country without many changes, except that, like Huaxia, he now had a specialized army. In governing the people and selecting talent, there were not many changes. He believed that people were just like Grass and trees; if you did not manage them too much, they would naturally grow lush, and if human intervention were too great, it would have the opposite effect.

At this time, he had already become obsessed with the Longevity and Cultivation Method. Not only did he travel to Kongtong Mountain many times, but now he had even brought back a woman named Sunu to teach him the Bedroom Arts and the method of longevity.

However, he did not become muddled because of this; he only did it for the sake of a long life. But as it currently appeared, it was indeed effective, because he looked much younger than Baifeng, his physical strength was much better, and he still had offspring being born.

When he learned the news of Baifeng's abdication, he was surprised, yet not surprised, because this was something Baifeng had said long ago—that he would voluntarily abdicate. It was just unexpected that Baifeng would abdicate on his own at such an age, when he was not yet that old.

Xuanyuan sent someone to deliver a letter, inviting Baifeng to visit the Central Kingdom. In any case, there was nothing left to do, and both sides were good friends, so why not discuss the matters of Heaven and Earth and Nature together?

But Baifeng refused. Baifeng now had only one unfinished matter, and that was Kongtong Mountain and Guangchengzi. For these years, Baifeng had been suppressing the desire in his heart to go to Kongtong Mountain to take a look, because state affairs were more important. Now that he was free from all burdens, he could finally go to solve his own puzzle.

Zhishou was still alive; he was still in the Central Kingdom assisting Xuanyuan. Although Kongtong Mountain had already been demarcated within the territory of Huaxia, it was, after all, too remote, so no one had ever gone there, except for Xuanyuan, who would borrow the path to visit once every two years.

This time, Baifeng sent a letter to Xuanyuan, asking Zhishou to lead the way, as he wanted to visit Kongtong Mountain to pay a visit to Guangchengzi and resolve all his confusion.

Zhishou did not refuse, and he rushed to Huaxia at the fastest speed, then began to serve as a guide for Baifeng.

Baifeng did not bring many people, only enough to ensure his own safety. He followed Zhishou on a long journey and finally arrived at Kongtong Mountain. Baifeng had known of this place in his past life; in reality, it was not too far from either the capital or Huaxia City, yet this was his first time coming here.

Along the way, Zhishou introduced: "On Kongtong Mountain, our clansmen have lived for generations. We understand the method of farming, but we do not clear land on a large scale. We understand ethics and human norms, but we do not have a large population. We possess enough knowledge, but we have not gone to contend for the world."

"Then, why does Guangchengzi know so much knowledge? And why would he go to help a tribe he had never seen before?"

Zhishou did not answer: "After you have seen Guangchengzi, you will know everything."

Baifeng climbed to the top of Kongtong Mountain. Along the way, he indeed met many people; they were clothed and polite, with their hair neatly tied, not at all looking like the small tribes of this era.

At the summit of Kongtong Mountain, there were no buildings. When Zhishou brought Baifeng to the summit, someone was already waiting. Zhishou bowed to him, then prepared to leave, and also intended to take Baifeng's guards away.

The guards were unwilling to leave, but Baifeng merely waved his hand, letting them go down together, while he faced the old man sitting in front alone.

The old man sat cross-legged on a stone stool, with a stone table in front of him, and on the stone table was actually a chessboard—and it was Go. This caused a great shock in Baifeng's heart; Go could not possibly appear in this era.

The old man smiled and invited Baifeng: "You are the King of Huaxia, Baifeng? I have waited for you for too many years; you have finally come."

Baifeng hesitated and took a few steps forward: "You are Guangchengzi?"

"It is indeed this old man; please sit."

Baifeng slowly went over and sat on the stone stool. On the table was a game of chess, with black and white clearly distinguished, but Baifeng did not understand Go and could not make anything of it.

"Would you like to play a game with this old man?"

Baifeng shook his head: "I don't know how to play Go, only Gomoku. Guangchengzi, who taught you this Go?"

Guangchengzi's expression changed slightly: "How do you know that this chess was taught by someone else?"

"It should not appear in this era."

Guangchengzi's expression was startled, and it changed again: "Then you should not be a person of this era either?"

"You know?"

Guangchengzi was silent for a few seconds before saying: "The fact that you can mention Go, the era, and your own past all show that this is the case. We at Kongtong Mountain can no longer control it."

Baifeng slapped the stone table with his hand, not caring about the pain in his hand: "What do you mean? What do you mean by 'this is the case'? What are you trying to control?!!!"

"We at Kongtong Mountain were originally just a small tribe. Many, many years ago, a Sage, a prophet, suddenly appeared. We thought he was a gift from Heaven. He taught us farming, taught us knowledge, and the principles of Nature.

At the same time, he spoke of many things, including the Suiren, Youchao, Fuxi, Nuwa, and then to the present Xuanyuan and Chiyou, but only you were not mentioned. We have heard the name Huaxia, but we have never heard of Baifeng. The ending we know is also not like this."

Hearing this, Baifeng's heart was already pounding wildly. He felt his blood surging, and all the memories he was about to forget were about to gush out from his brain at this moment. He stood up and shouted loudly: "Where is that person? What else did he say?"

Guangchengzi sat steadily on the stone platform and shook his head slightly: "He died long ago, died who knows how many years ago. He taught the knowledge to our ancestors. Our ancestors originally intended to use this knowledge to develop and strengthen our tribe, but later, our clansmen learned that there were the Suiren in this world..."

"Later, we named the mountain Kongtong. Every generation that inherits his knowledge has a name for that generation. I am called Guangchengzi. According to what the ancestors said, I should teach Xuanyuan the Dao Method, the Way of Longevity, and the Way of Teaching the People."

Baifeng could basically confirm that their so-called sage was also a transmigrator, only he was unlucky; perhaps he transmigrated to the Neolithic Age, or even earlier.

"Then why must you do exactly as that prophet said? Can't you use this knowledge to make your Kongtong Mountain the greatest tribe?"