"A natural talent, not bad... What's your name?"
The man nodded in satisfaction and asked gently.
"easy."
The child uttered a single word in a weak voice.
"Would you like to come with me?"
The man smiled again, "My name is Yu, Yu of the Xia tribe."
Shen Qiantong, who was standing to the side, shrank back and subconsciously tightened his grip on the sword in his hand.
He had realized that the child was the young King Zhouyi, and the man who took him away was Yu the Great, who later became the founder of the first feudal dynasty of the human race.
Chen Qian's expression was unpredictable, shifting between light and dark.
He was unsure whether this was the revelation given by the Heavenly Mirror, and whether severing King Zhou Yi's fate at this moment would destroy King Zhou Yi's foundation of Dao.
Before sinking, he did not make any rash moves, but simply followed Yu the Great and the children all the way back to the Xia tribe's village.
Yu the Great avoided everyone and took the child alone to his own hut.
The hut was simple but sturdy. After closing the door, Yu's expression suddenly changed subtly, from kind to indifferent.
"From this day forward, you will have enough to eat and winter clothes to wear, but your life will also belong to me."
Da Yu said coldly, "You need to obey all my orders unconditionally. At the same time, you cannot let anyone know of your existence. Do you understand?"
The child was stunned, seemingly frightened by Yu's sudden change in attitude.
Seeing that the child did not react, Yu suddenly became enraged, stretched out his hand, grabbed the child by the neck, and lifted him up.
"I asked you...did you hear me clearly?"
Da Yu repeated each word carefully, his expression ferocious.
The child's legs were kicking wildly in the air, but even in this life-or-death situation, he still nodded desperately.
"very good."
Yu then put the child down and squatted down, looking intently at him. “Now you must do the first thing for me… tell me how to replace Emperor Shun and become the new leader of the Xia tribe?”
The child was silent for a moment, then toddled over to the water vat and began to stir the water with his palm.
The child's hands were dirty, and the water that was supposed to be drinking quickly became murky.
Yu frowned, but did not stop him. He simply walked to the water vat and looked at the water churning inside because of the child's stirring. His gaze gradually changed from confusion to thoughtfulness.
"flood?"
Yu the Great gradually realized something and turned to look at the child.
The child nodded slightly.
Yu's eyes grew brighter and brighter, and the smile on his lips widened uncontrollably, eventually turning into a wild laugh.
Shen Qian watched silently, his brows furrowing from time to time, the longsword in his hand gleaming a few times before returning to its calm state.
Next, Shen Qian followed Yu the Great all the way, watching him destroy the dikes on the Yellow River under cover of night, watching the floodwaters rise and submerge most of the areas where humans lived, and watching countless people die in the flood.
Then Yu the Great appeared, displaying exceptional leadership skills. He led countless powerful warriors of the Xia tribe to fight demons, battle water monsters, split mountains, and dredge waterways. After overcoming numerous hardships, he finally controlled the floods.
Emperor Shun abdicated, and Yu the Great successfully became the leader of the Xia tribe.
During this process, the young King Zhouyi was imprisoned in a dungeon secretly built by Yu the Great, living a life without light. Only when Yu the Great needed guidance from fate would he briefly open the dungeon and let a ray of light into it.
Yu the Great was approachable in public, but extremely irritable in private. Even when children were exhausted and could not see the trajectory of their fate, Yu the Great would beat them.
Before sinking, he stood silently in the corner of the dungeon, watching the wounded child with his eyes turning from bright to dark.
Time flies by so fast, it seems like only a moment has passed, yet thousands of years have already gone by in this scroll of destiny.
Humans had long since migrated to the Yuan land. Without the constraints of other races, Yu the Great became even more unrestrained. He established a dynasty, unified all clans, until he died when he attempted to break through to the level of a king or noble, due to a slight mishap in his cultivation.
A century later, the Xia Dynasty, having lost Yu the Great, began to show various flaws when Jie came to power. Ultimately, Tang of the Shang tribe rose up in rebellion and overthrew the Xia Dynasty.
Meanwhile, in the most heavily guarded prison of the Xia Dynasty, Shang Tang saw a young man who was tightly bound by thirty-six chains through all the joints of his body.
The dim light in the young man's eyes shone again. Only Shen Qian, who was watching from the sidelines, knew that it was he who was secretly reversing fate little by little, leading to the demise of the Xia Dynasty.
During this process, the longsword in Shen Qian's hand lit up several times, but he did not strike in the end, seemingly because the young man's actions were justifiable.
Tang of Shang discovered the young man and finally understood how Yu of Xia had achieved the throne.
He was overjoyed, but instead of releasing the youth, he transformed the chains binding him into one hundred and eight, each one piercing to the bone and stained with blood.
The youth fell from hell into the abyss, and the light in his eyes was finally extinguished.
Guided by the youth, the Shang Dynasty lasted for six hundred years, even longer than the Xia Dynasty's four hundred years, until one day, a fox with demon blood accidentally broke into the Shang Dynasty's secret prison and met the person in the deepest part of the prison.
On this day, the aging King Zhou Yi escaped from the Heavenly Prison with the help of a fox and disappeared without a trace.
Afterwards, the Shang Dynasty was overthrown due to Daji's wickedness, but an old man was seen fishing on the banks of the Wei River.
The Zhou Dynasty was established, and its monarchs ruled for eight hundred years. Yet, almost no one noticed that the greatest hobby of every Zhou monarch was fishing on the banks of the Wei River.
The scroll suddenly freezes, depicting the scene of the Qin army storming the Zhou Dynasty palace at the end of the Eastern Zhou period.
Shen Qian awoke from his reverie and looked up at the magnificent palace where the last emperor of the Zhou Dynasty sat quietly on the dragon throne.
The Zhou emperor raised his head and suddenly looked at Shen Qian beside him, his smile gradually becoming sinister.
Why haven't you made a move?
His voices were layered, as if countless people were speaking at the same time.
Shen Qian was somewhat surprised, staring at the man sitting on the dragon throne, "You still have self-awareness?"
This is a scroll of destiny created by the Sky-Gazing Mirror, representing that Shen Qian has invaded the deepest part of Zhou Yi Wang's soul. Normally, Zhou Yi Wang would not have any power to resist.
At this moment, the scroll of destiny stopped, clearly indicating that King Zhou Yi had awakened.
"Even if it's the Heavenly Mirror jointly created by the White Emperor and the King of Jiangling, could it possibly trap me for a lifetime?"
The Zhou emperor, whose face had been clouded, chuckled lightly, then his tone turned gloomy, "But you've seen enough. It's a pity you didn't seize the opportunity."
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