Chapter 562 The Sky Curtain - Protecting One's Own

"This is truly another world. I'm not one to accept my fate."

On the sky, Fusu, after a moment of stunned silence, spoke these words. But it wasn't just Yi Xiaochuan opposite him who showed disbelief; everyone in Xianyang Palace couldn't help but sigh in regret. The eldest son was truly sentimental!

Ying Zheng was in the same boat. He began to consider which teachers to hire for Fusu. Confucianism was not an option, and what if the father-son relationship made Fusu too rigid in his teaching?

People from other countries who were watching felt the same way, after all, what Yi Xiaochuan said really resembled Confucianism.

In their eyes, Fusu was the world's only hope. Confucianism can restrain others, but it cannot restrain hope!

Caught off guard, Confucianism was tacitly excluded from the eldest son's educational circle, while the other schools of thought were eager to make further contact with Fusu.

As a result, the Qin state, which had always been ridiculed by the other six states as a cultural wasteland, welcomed an influx of countless scholars.

"I heard you became an apprentice to fulfill your wish, you really..." Yi Xiaochuan glanced at Fusu's expression, hesitating to speak.

Fusu remained as composed as ever, and countered with, "You don't believe in my master's abilities?"

“Of course I believe you!” Yi Gaoyao’s No. 1 Fan Xiaochuan nodded without hesitation, then showed some doubt and curiosity, “You really want to go back? Wouldn’t it be better to stay?”

"This place is certainly good; it is the Qin Dynasty I long for, but it is not my Qin Dynasty."

Standing at the window of the Star-Picking Pavilion, Fusu gazed at the bustling street scene in the distance, "I also want to compete..."

Yi Xiaochuan stood beside him, his expression complex: "But you are fighting against the heavens. What you are facing is not a natural disaster or a man-made calamity, but... the destruction of the world."

Fusu looked at him and smiled nonchalantly: "Living is, after all, a struggle against fate."

Having read this far, most people have guessed the origin of the sky curtain. To be even bolder, perhaps what they are experiencing now is already the second restart.

I felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude and emotion, deeply moved by Fusu's choice.

If it were them, none of them could guarantee that if they were the only ones left in the world, and they ended up in a peaceful, tranquil, and fantastical new world, they would still have the courage to do it all over again.

But because of this, while moved, everyone couldn't help but feel lost, confused, and even fearful. Was everything Fusu did really worth it? Could they really fight against fate?

Perhaps to give them a deeper understanding of what it means to contend with the heavens, the scene on the screen shifted to a moment when Gao Yao and Fusu were chatting under the stars.

Above the Star-Picking Pavilion, in the silent night sky, stars twinkled. Gao Yao's wide sleeves danced in the wind, and under the cool moonlight, he exuded an ethereal and mysterious aura.

Gao Yao looked up at the stars in the sky and said to Fusu, "You can think of the stars in the sky as independent worlds. They shine brightly but are not connected to each other. Occasionally, some unexpected encounters occur, and that's how you and I came to exist."

Fusu rested his hand on the railing, gazing at the twinkling and dimming stars in the night sky, and couldn't help but ask, "Where do I come from? Which star belongs to the Great Qin?"

With a wave of his sleeve, Gao Yao caused the Milky Way in the night sky to suddenly expand and come to their side, enveloping them in its beauty and dreamlike quality, leaving Fusu speechless.

“The brighter the star, the stronger its vitality, and the Qin you are in…” Gao Yao gently waved his hand, the Milky Way trembled, and a dim star, as dark as a gray stone, came to his hand.

"The end of the world means the annihilation of stars. Because of your accident, it is still struggling to avoid falling completely, but it is not far off."

Fusu carefully extended his fingertip to touch the gray star, his tone firm: "That's why I have to go back."

"Do you know what this means?" Gao Yao touched the star, and a faint light flashed. "You are the smallest light. To resist the fate of the world's end and the annihilation of stars, you need to light up the entire star. Are you sure you can do it?"

“That’s why I want to go back to the beginning,” Fusu raised his eyes, his gaze fixed on Gao Yao with unwavering determination. “Fusu alone may not be able to do it, but by gathering the strength of millions…”

“Numbers are not the key to the struggle,” Gao Yao interrupted him. “I can indeed reverse time and send you back, but you must understand that this only sends you back to the beginning of the cycle. You will still face the end of the world, and it will be an even more violent end for the dim and lifeless stars at this moment.”

"This is the price of reincarnation, a reincarnation that only happens once. If you fail, there will be no second chance for a coincidental encounter. Everyone, including you, will perish along with the world. Is it worth it?"

Fusu nodded without hesitation, “It’s worth it. Fusu exists because of Qin. If we fail, Fusu will have no regrets.”

"Tsk," Gao Yao waved his hand, his serious expression fading, and he leaned lazily against the railing again. "You've got personality. I like your kind of personality that dares to challenge fate. You're worthy of being my first disciple, and you're already this amazing."

"Master, you are indeed very capable."

Fusu nodded sincerely. How could it not be powerful if it could reverse time and space, send him back, and summon the stars to drive the transformation of the Great Qin?

"It is this disciple Fusu who has troubled Master so much, I..."

"Alright, alright," Gao Yao interrupted him, "Stop with the sentimentality. If you really feel guilty towards me, then study hard, learn more... and find a way to come back to see me alive."

Fusu nodded earnestly.

"Alright, you can go now. Don't keep me from enjoying the night view."

Gao Yao dismissed Fusu and stood alone on the high platform, casually toying with the familiar gray-white star in his hand.

As he twirled the beads, he seemed to be talking to himself: "My first disciple should have the script of a triumphant hero who bounces back from rock bottom... So, no one can stand in his way..." His palm rested on the railing, and the grayish-white specks turned to dust, scattering in the wind.

"..." At that moment, countless people beneath the sky shivered. Was this a warning? Was this a warning?

"Young Master, you've chosen a good master." Sitting in the oxcart on the way to Xianyang, Liu Ji couldn't help but feel envious.

Xiao He nodded in agreement and exclaimed, "Having a eldest son is a blessing for the Qin state."

Countless people echoed Xiao He's sentiment: Qin was incredibly lucky to have such a powerful son as Fusu!

It's really frustrating. I can't beat them in a fight, and I can't even beat them in a luck contest.

King Huanhui of Han was already considering whether to surrender directly to Qin. He figured that losing sooner or later was inevitable; judging by the changing times, Han would always be the first to fall. Would surrendering now be any better?