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Chapitre 1

Chapter 1: Where is my Diao Chan?

"The Han Dynasty has stood for over four thousand years, facing external remnants of the Yellow Turban Rebellion and internal turmoil caused by Dong Zhuo's misrule. At this critical juncture for the nation, only martial arts can ensure our strength and independence!" A middle-aged man dressed in a Confucian robe and wearing a turban solemnly declared, "Xuan'er, you must diligently practice martial arts; the future of our Great Han Empire rests on your shoulders!"

Wang Xuan looked up at the sky speechlessly, his eyes filled with despair.

The future of the Great Han Empire rests on my shoulders? No way, I can't bear this burden. You should find someone else!

Wang Xuan was originally a white-collar worker on Earth with a little spare money, so he enjoyed browsing antique markets. After all, gold is valued in times of chaos, and antiques are valued in times of prosperity. In the peaceful and prosperous era of our Rabbit, the price of antiques has skyrocketed.

Who would have thought that after he bought a nine-story bronze pagoda, everything changed, and he was strangely transported to the late Eastern Han Dynasty!

The patriotic and concerned middle-aged man before him was Wang Xuan's father in this life, named Wang Yun. His adoptive father also held a prestigious position—one of the Three Dukes of the Han Empire, the Grand Minister of Works!

In the Han Dynasty's system, the Three Dukes and the Grand General were of equal rank, making them among the most powerful people besides the Emperor. Logically, being reborn as the son of the Grand Minister of Works should have been a start that would have crushed countless other transmigrators, but Wang Xuan felt no joy whatsoever.

The reason is simple: Situ Wang Yun. Doesn't that name sound familiar?

That's right, Wang Xuan's adoptive father in this life is the unlucky guy in history who used a beauty trap to kill Dong Zhuo, and whose whole family was eventually killed by the rebel army in Liangzhou!

Even worse, Dong Zhuo has now entered Luoyang, holding the emperor hostage and commanding the entire country. Wang Yun has no troops or territory, and his every move is under Dong Zhuo's watchful eye. Yet, he still dares to oppose the fat Dong, and the annihilation of his entire family is imminent!

Eight months ago, Fatty Dong deposed the young emperor and installed Liu Xie, the Prince of Chenliu, as the new emperor of the Han Dynasty.

Five months ago, a short man named Cao Cao was tricked by Wang Xuan's cheap father into using the pretext of offering the Seven-Star Sword to assassinate Fatty Dong. In the end, he failed and Cao Cao fled Luoyang in a panic.

Three months ago, Cao Cao raised his banner high, falsely claiming to be in the name of the emperor, and called on all the lords of the land to jointly attack Dong Zhuo. In an instant, heroes responded and the entire Guandong region rebelled!

The wheels of history are rolling forward, and time is running out for Wang Xuan. If things don't change soon, he probably won't have many years left to live.

As a time traveler, Wang Xuan naturally wanted to struggle, after all, he couldn't just lose face as a time traveler, could he?

However, he soon discovered with great sorrow that the world was completely different from what he had imagined!

Eight thousand years ago, Bai Qi of the Qin state killed 400,000 Zhao soldiers with a single spear in the Battle of Changping, thus becoming a god and being given the title of God of Slaughter. Did I hear that wrong?

Four thousand years ago, Xiang Yu was defeated at Gaixia and trapped in an ambush. In this desperate situation, Xiang Yu used his Overlord Halberd to shatter the heavens, attained godhood, and ascended to heaven with Yu Ji. People revered and feared him, honoring him as the God of War. What was the story behind this?

After witnessing firsthand how Dong Pangzi's proud and fierce soldiers unleashed a hundred-foot-long blade of light with a wave of their hand, shattering a small hill, Wang Xuan's worldview was finally shattered. He had no choice but to sadly accept the reality that this was not the Three Kingdoms world recorded in history books, but a mythical Three Kingdoms world where gods and demons roamed freely!

In the face of overwhelming force, strategy plays a negligible role. You must possess at least some military strength to contend with the enemy for your strategy to succeed. Otherwise, even if you lure the enemy into a trap and launch a blitzkrieg or flood the enemy's camp, they can simply fight their way out, rendering your strategy utterly useless.

Even though Wang Xuan was a time traveler, he wasn't confident that he could do better than his cheap father under the swords of the Xiliang cavalry.

Because he doesn't have any cheat codes!

Yes, Wang Xuan has been in this world for over half a year, and he still hasn't found any trace of his cheat system. Logically, the nine-story bronze tower that brought him to this world should be his cheat system, but he's searched his entire body and still can't find it…

What if you don't have a cheat code? You just chicken out...

Wasn't his cheap father planning to use a honey trap to get rid of Fatty Dong? Wang Xuan had already made up his mind to just kidnap Diao Chan and run away to Jiangdong, where there was less war!

Without Diao Chan, let's see how you use your beauty to your advantage. After all, Fatty Dong has high standards; not just any woman can bewitch him.

If Fatty Dong hadn't died, at least the Wang family wouldn't have been wiped out by the rebel army from Xiliang. Wang Xuan, basking in the coattails of being the son of the Grand Minister of Works, could live a comfortable life anywhere in the Han Empire.

However, it seemed as if fate was deliberately targeting Wang Xuan. Despite his countless schemes, where was his Diao Chan?!

"Father, is it really true that none of the singing girls in our family have ever worked in the imperial palace?" Wang Xuan persisted, staring intently at Wang Yun, and pressed on. He remembered reading in the book that Diao Chan was originally a female official in the Diao Chan Palace of the Han Dynasty imperial palace, in charge of the palace's clothing and headdresses, hence the name Diao Chan given to her by later generations.

Upon hearing this, Wang Yun glared at Wang Xuan and angrily cursed, "You good-for-nothing! With the country in peril, instead of learning martial arts to strengthen yourself, you're only thinking about finding some singing girls! I'll beat you to death, you bastard!"

"Ah!" Wang Xuan screamed. Don't be fooled by his cheap father's scholarly appearance. In this world where gods and demons roam, everyone values martial arts, especially someone like Wang Yun, the head of a family that has been a powerful clan for thousands of years.

Even though Wang Yun's talent was average, with the accumulation of a large amount of resources, he had already entered the Dao through martial arts. If this were in Huang Yi's novel, he would have broken through the void.

A wise man doesn't fight a losing battle. Wang Xuan, clutching his buttocks, said righteously, "Father is right. From today onwards, I will follow you to learn martial arts and become a self-reliant and strong young man!"

Wang Yun withdrew his hand and nodded in satisfaction.

“This is my good son! You used to refuse to learn martial arts and always went out to fool around with those bad friends, but your father let you be. After all, with the reputation that our Wang family has accumulated over thousands of years, even if you are useless, you will still be able to hold a high position in the imperial court in the future and become one of the Three Dukes and Nine Ministers.”

"But things are different now. Dong Zhuo is in power now. He is a wolf that can never be satisfied!"

"Since Dong Zhuo's chaos in the capital, many aristocratic families have been destroyed. If you refuse to learn martial arts, how will you carry on the Wang family line if something unexpected happens to you in the future?"

Feeling the deep fatherly love in his father's words, Wang Xuan couldn't help but choke up a little.

During the six months or so that he had been transported here, Wang Yun doted on him immensely, even to the point of spoiling him.

Humans aren't plants or trees; how can they be without feelings? Over the past six months, Wang Xuan has gradually come to accept Wang Yun as his adopted father.

Wang Yun's desire for Wang Xuan to learn martial arts was undoubtedly for Wang Xuan's benefit. However, martial arts training requires years of accumulation. No matter how exceptional your talent, without decades of honing and diligent practice, you simply cannot stand out in this chaotic world.

Take Lü Bu for example. It is said that he has been cultivating for more than two hundred years, and with his exceptional talent, he has achieved his current level of cultivation.

If history hadn't changed, the Wang family's extermination would have been imminent, leaving no time for Wang Xuan to slowly learn martial arts. Was it even possible for an ordinary person with absolutely no martial arts skills to cultivate to a level capable of defying fate in just two short years?

It seems more reliable to find a few powerful generals to bring back. With Wang Xuan's understanding of history, plus the influence of Wang Yun, the Grand Minister of the Han Dynasty, it's more feasible to persuade a few powerful generals to come back and keep order. That's why Wang Xuan doesn't take martial arts training too seriously.

Now that his father insisted, Wang Xuan simply gave in. In any case, in this world where gods and demons roam, being able to learn a few skills, even if they weren't impressive, was better than being a weakling with no strength at all.

Chapter Two: The True Interpretation of Ziyang

Since his son had finally agreed to learn martial arts, Wang Yun quickly seized the opportunity to strike while the iron was hot, fearing that Wang Xuan might change his mind.

He then took out an ancient book that was neither paper nor silk, but seemed to be made of some kind of strange animal hide, and tossed it to Wang Xuan, saying, "Xuan'er, our Wang family is also a great family with a history of ten thousand years. Ten thousand years ago, our Wang family originated from the Zong Zhou Ji clan!"

"The Ji clan of Zongzhou were descendants of the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Xuan couldn't help but feel a little proud.

As is well known, during the Xia, Shang, and Zhou dynasties, and before that, the highest ruler of the country called himself "King," and royal power was supreme. In that era, if you dared to use "King" as your surname, you were practically asking for trouble.

Until the Spring and Autumn Period, the Zhou emperor's power waned, and the southern states of Chu and Wuyue even usurped the title of king. With the decline of royal power and the loss of its former supreme authority, some dared to use "Wang" (王, meaning king) as a surname, and names like "Wangsun Man" (王孙满, meaning Wangsun Man) and "Wangzi Hu" (王子虎, meaning Wangzi Hu) appeared in the world.

To put it bluntly, those people were the princes and grandsons of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, and the origin of all the royal surnames in the world.

Seeing Wang Yun's expression, Wang Xuan seemed to have guessed something. Looking at the ancient book in his hand, he asked, "Father, why are you telling me about the origins of the Wang family? Does this book have anything to do with the Zongzhou Ji clan? Or perhaps… does this book have anything to do with the Yellow Emperor?!"

"My son is intelligent, just like me!" Wang Yun said with a beaming smile. "This is the first volume of our Wang family's ancestral secret technique—'The True Explanation of Purple Sun'!"

"The True Explanation of Ziyang originated from the Ji clan of the Zhou Dynasty and was passed down from the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan. Although it has been damaged in the course of ten thousand years of transmission, it is still a supreme profound skill that leads directly to the perfection of heaven and man!"

"Perfect in the realm of Heaven and Man!" Upon hearing this, Wang Xuan couldn't help but tremble.

More than half a year has passed since he transmigrated. During this time, although Wang Xuan has not practiced martial arts, he still understands the martial arts realm of this world.

In this world, martial arts are divided into seven realms: Acquired, Innate, Entering the Dao, Transcending Mortal, Celestial Being, Supernatural Power, and God and Demon!

Among the masters of god-like and demonic levels, even if we trace back ten thousand years of history, there are only two: the God of Slaughter Bai Qi and the God of War Xiang Yu. They can be described as supreme powerhouses who appear only once every few thousand years.

Ten thousand years ago, it is said that a great era occurred, during which a hundred schools of thought arose, and several people were said to have achieved the realm of gods and demons. However, there are also rumors that the philosophers died in the outer space.

For more than four thousand years after Xiang Yu's ascension, no one had ever reached this level!

Even the realm of supernatural powers below the realm of gods and demons, only one person in the world has reached it, and that person is the master of the three Zhang brothers of the Taiping Dao - the Old Immortal of Nanhua!

As for others, such as Lü Bu, their bravery was only at the Celestial Realm level, and they hadn't even reached the perfection of the Celestial Realm!

There are only a handful of masters in the entire world who have reached the perfect state of being a celestial being: Zheng Xuan, the Sage of Literature; Tong Yuan, the Sage of Spear; Wang Yue, the Sage of Sword; Zuo Ci of Hebei; Yu Ji of Jiangdong; and Zhang Lu of Hanzhong.

If Wang Xuan could cultivate the "Purple Sun True Explanation" to its highest level, he would be powerful enough to become an unparalleled figure who could influence the world's situation!

Wang Xuan eagerly opened the "True Explanation of Ziyang" in his hand. After a long while, his eyes seemed to show a mixture of joy and sorrow.

The "True Explanation of Ziyang" is indeed profound and extensive. This first volume only describes the cultivation methods of the acquired realm and involves various mysterious aspects, making people unable to help but be immersed in it.

However… according to the book, it would take an ordinary person more than ten years to complete the cultivation of just the first volume. Where would Wang Xuan find that much time to cultivate?!

With so much time to spare, Wang Xuan would be better off using his foresight and the powerful influence of the Wang family to recruit one or two formidable generals to keep things under control.

Wang Yun seemed to have guessed what Wang Xuan was thinking and chuckled, "My son, are you worried that it will take too long to learn martial arts? Don't worry, it takes more than ten years to master the first volume of 'Ziyang True Explanation', but that's only for ordinary people."

“Since you were born, your father has spent a lot of money to give you medicinal baths and medicinal meals every day. Although you have not yet practiced martial arts, you have already accumulated a huge amount of medicinal power in your body.”

"The first volume of 'The True Explanation of Ziyang' takes others more than ten years to master, but you only need one year to achieve perfect skill and reach the perfect acquired realm!"

"Even the second volume of the 'True Explanation of Ziyang' won't take you too long. Five years is enough for you to achieve the Perfection of the Innate Realm!"

Wang Yun, speaking with the air of a seasoned veteran, remarked to his son, "The realms beyond the Innate stage are the real hurdles; every step forward is incredibly difficult. Even with miraculous elixirs, they can only provide assistance and increase the chances of a breakthrough."

“Back then, I was just like you. Before I reached adulthood, I wandered around and never practiced martial arts, but I never stopped taking medicinal baths and eating medicinal meals. When I started cultivating the ‘Purple Sun True Explanation,’ I made rapid progress at first, and broke through to the Innate Perfection Realm in five years. But then, the first hurdle of entering the Dao trapped me for nearly twenty years!”

Wang Xuan glanced at his cheap father. Judging from his round figure, it was clear that his father not only lacked talent but also didn't work very hard.

This is because Wang Yun was fortunate enough to be born into a prestigious family like the Wang family, which had existed for millennia and had abundant resources to support his cultivation. Otherwise, it would be questionable whether Wang Yun would have been able to cultivate to the point of perfect mastery in his lifetime.

Wang Xuan muttered to himself for a while, and then, under Wang Yun's guidance, he began to cultivate the "Purple Sun True Explanation".

The "True Explanation of Ziyang" is a supreme martial art passed down from the Zhou Dynasty and inherited from the Yellow Emperor, emphasizing the cultivation of both internal and external aspects. Even the cultivation of the acquired realm in the first volume requires internal training of breath and external training of muscles, bones, and skin.

It took Wang Xuan a full day to learn the breathing techniques in the first volume of "Ziyang Zhenjie," and another two days to learn a set of boxing techniques to refine his physical body.

When Wang Xuan's cultivation reached a high level, he finally sensed just how much potential his body contained.

With each breath Wang Xuan took, the amount of spiritual energy he absorbed from the outside world was pitifully small, so small that he himself could hardly sense it. However, a surge of heat welled up from every inch of his body, converging in his dantian.

That was the medicinal power that Wang Xuan had accumulated in his body over the years through medicinal baths and medicinal meals!

When Wang Xuan used external martial arts to refine his physical body, this feeling was even stronger. It was as if his body was a sponge that had absorbed a lot of water. As he circulated his martial arts to refine and squeeze, he could extract a torrent of spiritual essence, making his blood and qi surge throughout his body, and his physical strength would continue to increase.

Five days later, Wang Xuan, who was refining his physical body, suddenly trembled all over. Every inch of his skin trembled involuntarily, and then he expelled a stream of sweat.

After the sweating subsided, Wang Xuan felt refreshed, as if he had taken a powerful tonic!

"The 'Purple Sun True Explanation' truly lives up to its reputation as a high-level cultivation technique, far surpassing the rudimentary skills found elsewhere. The medicinal baths and cuisine passed down through my Wang family are also incredibly profound, allowing me to break through to the first level of the Acquired Realm so quickly!"

Without Wang Xuan giving any instructions, a maidservant came to wipe his sweat. Wang Xuan chuckled contentedly, unable to contain his excitement.

What excited him was not only that his cultivation had broken through to the first level of the Acquired Realm, but that he had finally sensed his cheat ability!

Chapter Three: The Eternal Tower of Heaven and Earth!

Just as Wang Xuan broke through to the first level of the Acquired Realm, under the influence of internal and external stimuli, he faintly sensed a bronze pagoda floating and sinking in his sea of consciousness between his eyebrows.

The pagoda has nine stories, as if it can reach the heavens and is eternally indestructible!

Needless to say, Wang Xuan's transmigration to the mythical Three Kingdoms world was all thanks to this bronze pagoda.

"bite!"