Beneath the gray sky is a lush green grassland.

There are wind and sand, mountains, and some green embellishments here.

This is the Di people's base, the buffer zone between the Qiang people and the Qin Dynasty, and the place where the Di people survive.

The land here is barren and the terrain is rugged. If it weren't for these, the Di people probably wouldn't have been able to survive for long.

Even so, the Di people's survival is still difficult. It's like they are living in the cracks, struggling to stay alive.

It was also because of the rise of the Qin State in the past two years that the Di people relied on the Qin State and were able to survive. Otherwise, they would not be able to deal with just one Qiang person.

This patch of green dotted on the loess is where the largest tribe of the Di people now lives. It is also where the authority among the Di people, the witch, lives.

"Wu, you called me?" A bronze man was kneeling in the animal skin tent, the animal skin on his body barely covering his body.

The old man in front of him, wearing a robe full of animal bones, is the authority of this tribe. Even the Di tribe leader cannot challenge his authority.

"I feel a surge of energy." Wu's voice was like the sound of rotten wood snapping, particularly creepy and profound. "This is an energy different from anything else in the world."

"This is a blessing from heaven, and now all you have to do is embrace it."

"You convey the glory of heaven. You are the incarnation of the Yan Emperor, the reincarnation of the ancestor." The man's face was filled with enthusiasm. "Please give my humble tribe some warning and let us accept your grace."

"I saw it, I heard it. This grace is bestowed upon us by our ancestors. It is the hope for our rise." Wu suddenly stood up, as if there was something ahead. He stretched out his hand, as if worshiping something. "That is the direction of Qin. Go! Go! Go and reclaim the grace bestowed upon us by heaven!"

The man was stunned for a moment, and the enthusiasm on his face dissipated a lot. Still with his head lowered, he refuted in a low voice: "The power of the Great Qin is not something that a group of lowly beasts like us can touch."

"The ancestor will give you strength, Jiang Biao. The ancestor will give us strength." Wu panted and sat down, pointing the staff made of dead wood at Jiang Biao. "That itself is the favor given to us by the ancestor. It should be ours."

"Wu, that is the Great Qin, that is the Great Qin where the Son of God exists." Jiang Biao raised his head, looked at Wu who closed his eyes, and said in a trembling voice.

His body, as strong as a hero, was still trembling, as if he had mentioned some great terror.

The Di tribe, the Qiang tribe, and all the other tribes surrounding the Qin Dynasty were defeated and became its vassals.

Chen Xuan's [Domain] also includes these places, and they also saw clearly the return of Ying Zichu on a dragon, or the miracle of Ying Zheng's ascension to the throne.

For this reason, the Qiang people, who had been in great turmoil before, gave up attacking the Di people.

It was clear that the witch was worshiping in the direction of the Qin Dynasty a few days ago, and even issued an oracle asking them to surrender their entire clan to the Qin Dynasty.

It's only been a few days, and you're already changing your mind and want to attack Qin?!

Even if it was the instructions of the ancestor, Jiang Biao had to think twice. He was the chief of the entire Di people and it was impossible for him to risk the entire tribe.

"You don't want to?" The tone was calm and the eyes were dim, but Jiang Biao still felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.

It's a kind of coldness that penetrates your heart and soul, as if there are two hands grabbing your soul tightly, twisting, pulling, and squeezing it.

"Wu, it's not that I don't want to, but there aren't many men in Hezhi who can go and attack Qin." Jiang Biao didn't dare look at Wu directly anymore, his head lowered in fear. "Wu, please think about Hezhi as a whole."

"You're quite good." Wu's voice seemed to change, becoming younger, more neutral, and more dignified. "At least you're much more sensible than this old man."

Old thing?!

Jiang Biao looked up and saw that the witch was no longer sitting on the seat. Instead, there was a man in a black robe.

"Who are you?!" Jiang Biao did not yell, but lowered his voice and scolded, deliberately not letting the people outside hear.

It wasn't that he had any particular intentions, it was just that the person in front of him was too terrifying. Even though they had never fought, Jiang Biao could feel how terrifying this person was.

"Who am I?" The man laughed twice, then lowered his head. His face, hidden under his hoodie, revealed a pair of eyes staring at Jiang Biao. "You can call me the Great Dark Sky, or the Witch."

Just this one look, just this one look made Jiang Biao lose all desire to resist. He slumped to the ground, not daring to make a sound or resist.

This man is Mo Ju, the Mo Ju who has been blessed by fate.

The original plan was to go straight west and join the Qiang tribe. With the help of the Qiang people's gradual development, when the Qin Dynasty launched military operations against other countries, he would defeat the Qin Dynasty in one fell swoop and complete the task given by that person.

However, in this Di tribe, he seemed to have found a more suitable group to develop his power.

The Qiang people were powerful, and it could even be said that they had caused the Qin Dynasty headaches more than once. However, because they were too powerful, it was impossible for them to develop significantly.

The Qin Dynasty would never sit idly by and watch a barbarian rise up. It would definitely wipe out the Qiang people before they became strong.

They might even wipe out the entire western tribe.

This kind of thing was unimaginable during the reign of King Zhaoxiang of Qin, but during the reign of Ying Zheng, it seemed extremely common, as if this was the truth.

Mo Ju was blessed with good fortune, but he was not stupid. He knew what he could afford to offend and what he could not afford to offend.

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