NOVPUBHearing Xu Fu's voice, Bai Qi looked at him as if recalling a long-lost story and asked with some disbelief, "Xu Fu? You're actually still alive?"
It was well-known that Xu Fu was once tasked with the matter of the Eternal Life Pill, but after that, he disappeared without a trace. Bai Qi had always believed that this brilliant Qi Cultivator had long perished on the quest for the Medicine of Immortality.
Only then did Xu Fu realize that this Divine Spirit's Soul had been damaged by the great battle, and he had fallen into slumber too early to know what had happened afterward, which explained the lack of evident hostility.
But just because he didn't know, didn't mean that those around him were also unaware. After the first Terracotta Warrior was awakened, the remainder would similarly be stirred, although the stronger ones would be roused later. As for Bai Qi, because he fell into slumber so early, the energy he had accumulated was sufficient, making him the first to awaken.
In less than a moment's time, an angry voice erupted, "Xu Fu! You traitor, how dare you come to His Majesty's Mausoleum."
An elderly Terracotta Warrior emerged from the depths of the Mausoleum, whom Xu Fu naturally recognized. He was once the leader of the Qi Cultivators, known as Yu Hua, and of course, he was also Xu Fu's mentor and benefactor.
"Master, you should understand that the Eternal Life Pill was nothing but an impractical fantasy. The path His Majesty embarked upon was one with no return from the start. What does that have to do with me?"
"Even so, it was not your place to shatter that fantasy. Do not forget, without His Majesty, you would have remained an insignificant Magician!" The old man's voice was filled with anger.
These words plunged Xu Fu into a distant memory. Even after a thousand years, these events remained vividly etched in his memory, as fresh as ever.
Back then, he was a down-and-out Magician, wandering the streets and alleys of Xianyang City every day, exorcising evil for the people, living a life of dire straits due to the lack of guidance. He had been fumbling on his own, which resulted in his spells failing nine out of ten times. Back then, getting beaten up was a common occurrence. 𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙥𝒖𝒃.𝒄𝒐𝒎
Yet Xu Fu never gave up the profession of Magician. Deep down, he was fond of it; he loved dealing with so-called Ghost Deities, considering it a rather romantic affair. Walking through darkness, witnessing Ghost Deities, and observing the unfathomable depths of the human heart.
Had things proceeded without incident, over time, he would have become an outstanding Magician, one entirely different from the rest. However, the turns of fate often happen when least expected.
That day, as usual, he was roaming the streets when he encountered the man who would change his life.
Xu Fu still remembered clearly that the day was sunny. He had been chased due to his spells failing, and in his haste, he bumped into a tall man.
That towering figure was like a great mountain, blocking the sunlight and casting a shadow below, into which Xu Fu fell. Looking up, he saw a majestic face, a face he would never forget for a thousand years.
That His Majesty was not handsome; instead, his protruding cheekbones and eagle-like eyes conveyed an aura that was not easy to get along with.
"Are you Xu Fu?"
"I am, and you are?"
"Just think of me as a bored person. I often think that some people in this world are perhaps born with their own destiny. I wonder, what is your destiny?"
"Me? Destiny?" Xu Fu wondered aloud. He always felt that this man's words were shrouded in mist, seemingly profound, yet upon closer inspection, they held no substance. It was rather reminiscent of how he himself would bamboozle others with his words.
"Yes, what will your mission be?"
"That, of course, will be to become the number one magician in the world."
"The number one magician in the world? That's a very good idea indeed." The tall man laughed heartily, but his words contained not the slightest hint of sarcasm, only full-hearted joy, as if he had seen something very interesting.
"And what about you? I can feel that you are a noble person. I wonder what your mission is?" Xu Fu boldly asked.
"My mission, I suppose, is to bring the Nine Heavens down to the mortal world, to make the proud divine spirits bow their heads!"
Xu Fu instinctively wanted to call the other party a braggart, but when he looked into those eyes, he suddenly shut his mouth. In those eyes, he seemed to see the vastness of stars and oceans.
From that day on, Xianyang City saw one fewer arrogant magician, but the Qin Imperial Palace gained a Qi Cultivator named Xu Fu.
Thinking of these things, Xu Fu's face was filled with a nostalgic expression, and he sighed deeply, "His Majesty has died. I am free. If His Majesty were still alive, I think he would understand my choice!"
"Excuses, these are all excuses!" the elder scolded, pointing at his nose.
Xu Fu, however, couldn't be bothered to argue with this stubborn old man. He simply said, "Regardless, you all are losers, and losers must have the consciousness of being losers."
"Enough of Yu Hua, I don't care about these past events. I only know His Majesty's command: those who enter the Mausoleum without permission shall die!" Bai Qi's voice interrupted their conversation.
The sight revealed the God of Slaughter, his murderous aura so intense that it formed a fierce white tiger around him, ready to choose its prey.
Uninterested in past grudges, he chose the most direct way, which was to steadfastly carry out his duty, no matter who the other party was.
"Now this is getting interesting. Worthy of being the great protector of Great Qin!" Xu Fu said with a smile, his shadow behind him the darkest of shadows, seemingly hiding countless pairs of crimson eyes.
"Soldiers of Great Qin, strike down those who have trespassed into the Mausoleum!" Bai Qi's voice rang out, and countless Terracotta Warriors regained life. They began to pick up their weapons and shout loudly: "Wind! Wind! Wind!"
The shouting soared to the skies, converging in the void into a terrifying Demon God. Bai Qi smiled lightly, merging with the Demon God as one. This was one of the reasons Great Qin could contend with the Heavenly Court in the past: the battle formation technique, summoning a terrifying Demon God's shadow through a specific battle formation, which would be inhabited by a powerful leader, thus creating a formidable Demon God.
As Bai Qi entered, the Demon God began to open its eyes, and a great pressure descended, causing Xu Fu's body to tremble.
"After a thousand years, to see the battle formation once again, how nostalgic!" Xu Fu looked at the terrifying Demon God in the sky, his face showing no fear, only reminiscence.
The shadow behind him grew larger as he murmured to himself, starting to spread around him. Innumerable crimson eyes appeared in this space, and ghostly wails could faintly be heard in the air.
"But I have not spent these thousand years in vain," Xu Fu murmured to himself, his gaze fixed on the Demon God that Bai Qi had become, filled with eager anticipation.
