Xiang Ji screamed in terror, trying to run away as fast as he could, with only one thought in his mind: he absolutely could not be caught.
"System! Up!"
At Ling Xiao's command, the system, which thrives on proximity to ink, happily rushed out, grabbed Xiang Ji's collar with its two dyed hands, and mischievously smeared blood-red hair dye on his face.
Thud, the person was thrown to the ground.
"Great Goddess Nuba, I did not mean to offend you. I... I simply came to pay my respects to you because I believe in you so much."
Ling Xiao watched with amusement as the child spoke those words while his eyes darted around.
"Oh, are you serious? Are you kidding me?"
"No, of course not," Xiang Ji shook his head vigorously, looking at Nüba with trepidation.
As Nüba stepped off the couch, her thick, long hair slid down to her ankles, and drops of red "liquid" fell to the ground, spreading out in a circle. Xiang Ji's heart leaped into his throat.
I won't buy this hair dye again. The coloring is okay, but it's not thick enough; it's like water.
The system is very much like Tony the hairdresser, thinking things through seriously.
"So you were one of my little followers, in that case—"
Xiang Ji had a bad feeling. Nüba's face was full of interest as she uttered the second half of her sentence:
"I'll let you do the hair coloring for me; surely a human child's hands would be better at it."
"Ah, Goddess Nuwa, I don't know how to do this. I might ruin your hair. Let me go find the best hairstylist in the manor."
Xiang Ji trembled, but managed a stiff smile as he replied.
"No, I want you to come," Nüba said mercilessly. Seeing that Xiang Ji refused to move, she pinched his cheeks and turned him to the right side of a smooth crystal plate.
"System, turn on the TV."
Nuba moved closer to Xiang Ji's face, her breath touching his skin like a snake.
"Be a good boy and listen to me, or you'll end up like these people, stuck inside."
Xiang Ji stared in horror as the crystal panel suddenly lit up, revealing a series of lifelike figures laughing, joking, and cursing. Their expressions were incredibly vivid, and their voices, each unique, emanated from the crystal panel.
The previous scene resembled a theatrical performance, but in an instant it switched to a duet between a man and a woman.
The demon Nüba imprisons living people inside for her own amusement!
Realizing this, Xiang Ji had no choice but to obey.
Ling Xiao breathed a sigh of relief and continued to enjoy her vacation, occasionally taking a sip of red wine, which made the little helper's breathing quicken – it was quite amusing.
When Xiang Yan rushed over, fearing to see her grandson lying dead and skinned alive, she couldn't help but gasp at the sight inside the house.
He truly lived up to his grandfather-grandson relationship with Xiang Ji, as his thoughts were exactly the same as his grandson's. Therefore, he became even more cautious in his speech.
"Great Goddess Nuba, it is the Xiang family's greatest honor to have gained your favor. From now on, please feel free to order him around."
Xiang Ji's tears were flowing like a river; his grandfather had abandoned him, intending to leave him with the dreaded Nüba...
Ling Xiao suddenly realized, Ji? That's Xiang Ji, the famous Xiang Yu, the Hegemon-King of Western Chu.
Who would have thought that just teasing a kid would lead to catching such a big culprit?
Just then, the system's suppressed joyful voice rang in my mind:
"You've completed another side quest! Bigwigs from more than two countries were completely mesmerized by your performance, hahahahahahaha!"
Ling Xiao raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised. Recalling Xiang Yu's magnificent historical experiences and his tragic end at the Wujiang River, a thought struck her.
Looking at the nervous Xiang Yan, he slowly smiled and pulled Xiao Xiang Ji from behind him to his front.
Nuba stretched out her slender fingers and gently stroked the child's soft cheek, her eyes filled with greed and wonder as if she had discovered an unexpected treasure.
"These are no mere servants. The Xiang family doesn't know whether to say you're incredibly lucky or cursed."
Xiang Yan has already confirmed that Ji is the child that Nüba was looking at that day. Now that Nüba has said these words, it means that Ji must be extraordinary.
"Could you please enlighten me, Goddess Nuwa?"
"The King of Qin is the future human emperor, but how easy is it to conceive a human emperor? Even immortals face three calamities and five tribulations before they can attain enlightenment. The King of Qin also has his tribulations."
Nuwa's expression was complex, a mixture of hatred and resentment:
"My father, the Yellow Emperor, was destined to face the chaos caused by Chi You, while Xiang Yu's fate was directly opposed to that of the King of Qin, making him one of the destined calamities for the human emperor."
Xiang Yan was extremely shocked. He had thought that his grandson might have great fortune, but at most it would be something like being taken in as a disciple and receiving guidance from Nüba. He never expected something like the tribulation of the Human Emperor.
It's like buying a scratch-off lottery ticket with the intention of winning only 100 yuan, but unexpectedly, you win a multi-million yuan prize. The surprise comes too fast, and it's a bit hard to accept.
He went to see Xiang Ji, whose face was covered in tears, his body stained with red and black marks, looking utterly disheveled, showing no trace of the aura of a calamity befalling the human emperor.
"Great Goddess Nüba, does this mean that Ji can help the State of Chu fight against the tyrannical Qin?"
Perhaps Ji really can conquer the Qin state as he said.
Faced with Xiang Yan's beautiful fantasy, Ling Xiao shattered it without hesitation: "Are you kidding me? When Ying Zheng was still alive, you could only kneel down and sing 'Conquer'."
Xiang Yu lacked the right timing, location, and popular support, and thus could not bring about the end of the Qin Dynasty.
"Xiang Ji's fortune is still dormant and insufficient to contend with the Human Emperor, not to mention that Xiang Ji is merely one of the Human Emperor's calamities."
"How long will it take for Na Ji to be able to fight against the Human Emperor?"
Xiang Yan pressed on, saying there was no other way. Chu was beset by internal and external troubles. It seemed strong, but in reality it was on the verge of collapse. The King of Qin posed too great a threat.
The next second, Xiang Yan was sent flying, coughing up blood that soaked the ground, and coughing incessantly.
Your tone of voice is unpleasant to me.
Nuba fiddled with her fingers, saying nonchalantly.
Xiang Yan smiled bitterly. When she saw her grandson Xiang Ji running over to protect her, there was even a look of resentment on his face. She quickly pulled him into her arms to cover him up.
"It was Yan who offended the great goddess Nüba; thank you for your mercy."
Nuwa waved her hand and spoke again:
"Xiang Ji's fortune will take at least another ten years to fully flourish. To avoid his premature demise, he must avoid the Emperor's current zenith. From now on, let him stay by my side."
"I will obey the command of the Great God."
Even though the pain in her chest was sharp from the beating, Xiang Yan was overjoyed. Nüba wanted her grandson by her side, and being close to her meant she would have an advantage, which would surely bring her many benefits in the future.
Xiang Ji, whose opinion was ignored: ...his eyes rolled back.
After the two left, Ling Xiao counted on her fingers. Qin had Fusu, and this country had Xiang Yu. What to do? Her desire to collect stamps was stirring.
Liu Bang, Xiao He, Fan Kuai, Zhang Liang...
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