The original version is also the most difficult to process.

The Youye Illusionary Realm originates from the body of the Wraith, so everyone in the Youye Illusionary Realm could be a Wraith, but among the millions of 'living people,' there is only one Wraith.

If it's a stage play, opera, or movie version, it's easy to handle. There are only a few people with quotas inside and outside the film, so just kill them all. There are no living people in the Youye Illusionary Realm, so there's no concept of indiscriminately killing innocent people.

But the most original version is the true history.

In history, the Orphan of Zhao was Zhao Wu, also known as Zhao Wenzi. His story revolves around the massacre of his entire family, his rescue by the righteous man Cheng Ying, his upbringing, and his eventual revenge. This tale involves a vast number of people; practically everyone in the state of Jin during the Spring and Autumn period was implicated.

The population of Jin was well over a million; it was impossible to kill them all…

"The incident of 'The Orphan of Zhao' took place in the entire Jin Kingdom, and the Youye Illusionary Realm is also the entire Jin Kingdom. Then, outside the Jin Kingdom is a void," Yinshan Ghost King shook his head and said, "Time here is different from the outside world. One day outside is a year here. We can slowly kill millions of people, but the 'people' here are also the support of the Youye Illusionary Realm. If we kill half of them, the map of the Jin Kingdom will collapse, and all the 'people' will float in the void. At that time, we probably won't encounter a single 'person' from the Youye Illusionary Realm for ten thousand years."

The implication is that indiscriminate killing is not allowed; one must seek out vengeful spirits.

Neither he nor Fang Zong were the type to entrust their lives to a mere 50% chance.

"How about crushing the entire Youye Illusionary Realm?" Fang Zong suggested.

He didn't like looking for people; it was too troublesome. He preferred to just go all out and have fun. Unfortunately, the Yinshan Ghost King shook his head, clearly lacking that ability.

"Let's try to deduce it then." Fang Zong racked his brains, trying to recall the story in the historical version of 'The Orphan of Zhao,' but found that he couldn't remember anything at all. He only remembered a few main characters, such as the righteous man Cheng Ying, Zhao Wu, the treacherous minister Tu Anjia, Zhao Wu's biological father, and a loyal old minister. As for the detailed plot, he couldn't remember anything.

"Okay, I knew it wouldn't be that simple."

The Netherworld of Youye cannot be created infinitely; it requires a large number of fragments from the Six Paths of Reincarnation and the combined power of many people's beliefs. It's impossible for the entire Eastern Kingdom to create more than ten Netherworlds. Fang Zong knew this matter would be difficult, but he hadn't expected it to be this difficult.

He and the Yinshan Ghost King did not separate and traveled everywhere. The palace maids and guards in the palace were unable to find them. They all had serious expressions and hurried steps.

I vaguely heard several guards saying, "Just wait until the full moon, then kill!" "Who will do it?" "I can't bring myself to do it. It's a one-month-old baby. Even if we wait until the full moon..." The Zhao orphan was the princess's child, and these guards had long since disregarded the princess's authority, instead discussing the baby's age.

"People in ancient times were so simple and honest," Fang Zong sighed, glancing meaningfully at the Yinshan Ghost King.

Killing an infant, even requiring it to be a full month old—is this what a treacherous minister of the Spring and Autumn Period is like? Compared to many people today, even compared to a thug, the treacherous minister Tu Anjia was far more conscientious. Lin's brother was also a treacherous minister, but compared to him…

"My elder brother Heshen's crimes are recorded in history, but he is favored by the emperor. Fang Zong, don't even mention my elder brother!"

Yinshan Ghost King and Lin let out low, muffled roars.

"You still have brotherly affection, which means you great ghosts have long since regained your humanity. You're not like ghosts at all anymore." Fang Zong smiled. At this moment, finding the vengeful spirit was the most important thing, so he ignored He Lin. He didn't like insulting other people's relatives and friends, even if they were ghosts' relatives and friends.

The man and the ghost continued their journey, venturing deeper into the palace to find the biological mother of the Zhao orphan, the princess. Before long, they arrived at a side hall where the princess resided and heard someone slowly chanting.

"My whole body aches, I have a fever, it's rheumatism on the surface..."

A young man, who looked to be around twenty years old, stood in the side hall, sporting a long black beard, reciting aloud from bamboo slips. Fang Zong's eyes lit up when he heard the young man's recitation; he recognized it as ancient Chinese medicine, something he had also studied.

“The sun rises at Shen time. Yangming is at its peak in Shen and Wu, and the earth dislikes dampness…” Fang Zong continued reading, exchanging a smile with the young man.

"My name is Cheng Ying." Cheng Ying put down the bamboo scroll, ignoring Fang Zong and the Yinshan Ghost King's attire, which was very incomprehensible to him, and smiled, "Brother, are you also summoned by the princess?"

"Is this the righteous man Cheng Ying?" Fang Zong smiled, shook his head, and sat down to one side.

Cheng Ying paused for a moment, then laughed and said, "You're about to do something drastic."

Fang Zong: "..."

It's classical Chinese again, and the kind where people speak too frankly with someone they barely know. The saying means that if you're going to do something, you either don't do it at all, or you do it to the best of your ability. It's a very famous saying in the 21st century, but when he first met Cheng Ying, Cheng Ying wanted to confide in him and tell him what kind of person Cheng Ying was.

Well, people in ancient times were really naive. Weren't they afraid of making friends with bad people who would stab them in the back?

Fang Zong smiled and said, "Leave a way out for yourself when you do things, so you can meet again in the future."

“I will not use unorthodox methods for my own purposes.” Cheng Ying immediately flicked his sleeves.

So naive, so incredibly naive. If you don't share the same ideas, you stop making friends. This simplicity made Fang Zong develop a lot of affection for Cheng Ying—Fang Zong knew that many scholar-officials in the Spring and Autumn Period were like this, but… he really liked him.

People in ancient times ate poorly, drank poorly, and had poor entertainment, but they lived a simple and much easier life than modern people.

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