"Is Dian Wei still alive?" Xiang Yu asked again.
“If you are asking about Dian Wei, who served under Cao Cao, then he is dead. He died saving Cao Cao, a truly heroic death. Alas, what a pity,” Zhang Zhao sighed.
A hint of disappointment appeared on Xiang Yu's face. "Is Dian Wei really dead?"
Zhang Zhao was slightly taken aback. "This matter should be true. Many people witnessed Dian Wei resisting the gate to the death, exhausting his strength and bleeding to death."
Sun Ce hesitated for a long time, then quickly picked up a pen, wrote a sentence, and handed it to Xiang Yu: 'Dian Wei is dead, absolutely true.'
When Xiang Yu saw that Sun Ce also said so, he stopped mentioning Dian Wei. In the following time, he learned about the whereabouts of some famous figures from the Three Kingdoms period from Zhang Zhao.
Before they knew it, it was already dark. Sun Ce hosted a banquet for Xiang Yu and Zhang Zhao, and then arranged accommodations for them.
Xiang Yu doesn't need to sleep, but Sun Ce is injured and should rest early.
"Bo Fu, get some rest. Don't forget you're injured. Don't get angry, and don't do anything that might reopen the wound." Xiang Yu gave Hao Jiu these two instructions, after all, Sun Ce in history died because of this very injury.
Although Sun Ce has basically gotten used to not speaking after half a day of correction, which allows him to recover from his injuries to the greatest extent, his temper is still a cause for concern.
Moreover, it's human nature to forget the pain once the wound has healed, and it's quite possible to become careless once the injury has improved.
Hao Jiu suggested that Xiang Yu and Sun Ce should sleep side by side, but Xiang Yu refused, saying that it wouldn't be a matter of just a day or two, and that it would take a hundred days for him to recover.
Is it reasonable for two grown men to sleep together for 100 days?
In the end, Xiang Yu lived next door to Sun Ce, so that he could help him out if needed.
However, not long after Xiang Yu left Sun Ce's room, he heard the sound of things being smashed and a loud roar coming from Sun Ce's room.
"How dare you... Ah!"
The voice was naturally Sun Ce's, a cry for life.
Xiang Yu rushed over and saw Sun Ce spitting blood as his wounds reopened. "Bo Fu! Someone! Quickly, go and fetch a doctor!"
When Sun Ce saw Xiang Yu arrive, he forced a smile. "I'm sorry to disappoint you..."
Xiang Yu rushed forward and caught Sun Ce, who had fallen. "What happened! How could you..."
Sun Ce pointed to the broken bronze mirror on the ground, "He's come to take my life, but I'm not afraid of him, not afraid at all!"
"Who? No, don't speak, wait for the doctor to arrive." Xiang Yu pressed two fingers together on Sun Ce's acupoints, his acupoint striking technique learned from the Xiaoyao School, but it was completely useless.
This world's magic-suppressing effect is too strong; even pressure point techniques are among those forbidden!
However, Xiang Yu could still press on Sun Ce's artery to slow down blood flow as much as possible.
"God of Wine, is there any way to save him!" Xiang Yu was somewhat angry. He had thought that Sun Ce was disobedient, but it seemed that there was another hidden story. Who was the person who was taking Sun Ce's life? How could he have taken Sun Ce's life without Xiang Yu's hearing?
"Your Majesty, please calm down. This matter is unusual. Why don't we take a look at that bronze mirror first?" Hao Jiu suggested.
Xiang Yu picked up the bronze mirror and looked at it. Apart from being cracked, there was nothing special about it.
"It's Yu Ji, Yu Ji has arrived, right there in that mirror," Sun Ce said, spitting out blood. If he kept bleeding like this, he would bleed to death.
"Don't speak! Wait for the doctor!" Xiang Yu was furious, but in reality, silencing him now was pointless. The wound had been completely torn open, and healing it would be nearly impossible.
Moreover, who can guarantee that Sun Ce can remain silent for a hundred days?
At this moment, Zhang Zhao, Han Dang, and others also rushed over upon hearing the news. When they saw Sun Ce's condition, their eyes went black – it was all over!
Xiang Yu placed Sun Ce on the couch, stood aside, and handed Sun Ce over to the doctor, but Sun Ce waved his hand, telling the doctor to leave.
"Sir, you already said that if the wound were to reopen, even a god couldn't save it. Why bother with all this?" Sun Ce looked at everyone, searching for the face he cared about most.
"Brother!" A young man of about eighteen years old rushed in from outside. He was Sun Quan, Sun Ce's younger brother.
Sun Ce smiled, waved, and gestured for everyone to come over, but Xiang Yu returned to his room at that moment.
"The Central Plains are in great chaos. With the strength of our Wu and Yue armies and the strategic advantage of the Three Rivers, we can observe the outcome of their fierce battle. You must assist my brother well!"
Upon hearing this, everyone wept and readily agreed, for this was the word of entrusting the young man to another!
Sun Ce then beckoned to Sun Quan, handed him the seal of office, and said to him, “In leading the troops of Jiangdong, fighting decisive battles between two armies, and vying for supremacy over the world, you are not as good as me; but in selecting the virtuous and capable, and making them give their all to protect Jiangdong, I am not as good as you.”
"Brother!" Sun Quan cried out, unable to speak.
Sun Ce turned his gaze to the crowd again, "Where is Xiang Yu? Where is the Overlord?"
"I'm here." Xiang Yu walked over, carrying the Overlord's Halberd.
Those I want to save will never die!
Chapter 591 Roar
Everyone was somewhat surprised, not expecting that Sun Ce would not say more to his family at this time, but instead go to find Xiang Yu.
The news of Xiang Yu rescuing Sun Ce had spread in the past half day, and most people held this man, who shared the same name and title as the Hegemon-King of Western Chu and possessed formidable strength, in high esteem.
So at this point, no one stopped Sun Ce from seeing him. If he could really recruit such a talent for Wu and Yue, it would be a great deal.
The only thing that made everyone a little uneasy was that Xiang Yu's origins were too mysterious. The idea that he descended from the sky was taken by everyone as a description of timely rescue.
At that time, Xiang Yu fell so fast that even Sun Ce, who was closest to him, could not be sure that Xiang Yu was really falling from the sky. The guards behind Sun Ce could see two black lights falling from the sky, but they could not be sure that what fell was Xiang Yu and his horse, Wuzhui.
Regardless, Sun Ce acknowledged that Xiang Yu had saved him, and since Sun Ce didn't delve into Xiang Yu's background, the others accepted the name Xiang Yu.
The crowd stood on both sides, and Xiang Yu walked over, holding the Overlord's Halberd.
"Your Majesty, I have a request..." Sun Ce didn't understand why Xiang Yu had taken the weapon. Could it be that he wanted to leave overnight?
"Let them go out first, I also have something to say to you." Xiang Yu came to Sun Ce's side.
"Alright. You may all leave now." Sun Ce waved his hand.
Everyone left one after another. At this point, even if they still had questions, they would not go against Sun Ce's wishes.
"You want me to help Sun Quan gain the world?" Xiang Yu asked proactively.
“Yes and no. This world is not so easy to fight for. It would be good enough to preserve the foundation of Jiangdong. Would you agree?” Sun Ce’s eyes were full of hope.
"What do you think? I can conquer this world and give it to you brothers, but I will not become your or his subject, or even have you acknowledge me as your elder brother. That would be too much of a loss for me. Because I am truly Xiang Yu, the Xiang Yu from hundreds of years ago, the true overlord!" Xiang Yu ran his fingers along the sharp edge of the divine halberd.
"I am a dying man, are you not even willing to tell me your real name, brother?" Sun Ce was a little confused. Could this person be a madman? How could the Hegemon of Western Chu from hundreds of years ago be alive now?
Xiang Yu chuckled lightly, "You can think of me as a madman, but I have no reason to lie to you. If this weren't Jiangdong, and if you weren't the Little Conqueror, I wouldn't need to waste my breath on you."
"Alright, I can trust you, and I don't need you to be my subject, but how will you help us conquer the world?" Sun Ce spat out a mouthful of blood, which made his injury worse.
"It's very simple. If you want me to help you conquer the world, you either have to serve me as your master, become my adopted son, or become my disciple. Whichever you choose, I will heal you. Then you can fight for the world on your own if you wish." Xiang Yu smiled slightly.
"Hehehe, it's really hard to choose between these three options, so I'll choose the third one: I'm willing to become your disciple. It's not for anything else, but the archery skills you displayed when you competed with Han Dang are enough for me to call you master."
However, the doctor said that even a god couldn't save me, and I had a feeling about it myself. Although I seem to be much better now, this may just be a final burst of energy before death, and I'm afraid my life won't last long.
"But I still wish to become your disciple. If I die, I hope you will spare my life and look after my younger brother." Sun Ce struggled to his feet and kowtowed to Xiang Yu, spitting out a mouthful of blood as he did so. "Master, please accept my bow!"
"Good! I will save you for this bow!" Xiang Yu said, calming the bewildered Sun Ce down. Then, he used the Overlord's Halberd to cut a gash on his hand, clenched his fist tightly, and let the blood drip into Sun Ce's mouth.
Who says that without storage space, Xiang Yu didn't have any healing medicine?
Healing medicine can not only quickly treat injuries, but also improve physical fitness and strengthen the body.
Since binding with Hao Jiu, Xiang Yu has consumed countless healing medicines, ranging from basic to intermediate to advanced levels. His body is becoming increasingly robust, and his flesh and blood have acquired some rapid regeneration capabilities.
"Can you feel the life force? Don't resist it, swallow it all, including your own blood, don't waste a single drop." As Xiang Yu spoke, he poked the wound with the Overlord's Halberd again. Its recovery ability was so strong that it had almost healed in just two sentences.
Sun Ce did indeed feel his body recovering rapidly. An itchy sensation appeared on his wounds, and the weakness from excessive blood loss was gradually disappearing.
Why is that?
Xiang Yu only fed him a few drops of blood, but the effect was no different from that of a magic medicine. Are there really immortals in this world?
Sun Ce still felt somewhat bewildered, and Xiang Yu stopped feeding him blood at this moment.
“If you had chosen the first two options, I might have given you a few more drops, but it’s barely enough for now. You won’t die, you can continue to pursue your dreams, and you don’t have to pass the business down to your younger brother.”
Xiang Yu looked at the wound on his hand. It had healed very well and had not left a scar. Except for not being as fast as a healing medicine, the effect was just as good.
Sun Ce slowly sat up, touched his face, then got up and picked up the broken bronze mirror, glancing at it.
Sun Ce's face in the mirror was covered in blood, but it wasn't fresh; the bleeding had stopped.
The key point is that he is the only one reflected in the mirror; Yu Ji is not there.
Yu Ji was a seeker of immortality and was regarded as a living god by the people, but he was ordered to be killed by Sun Ce.
The reason is simple: it's just spreading rumors and misleading the public.
Sun Ce did not believe in ghosts and gods, so he arrested Yu Ji and ordered him to pray for rain. If he failed, it would prove that Yu Ji was a fake god and that he should be executed.
As luck would have it, it actually rained, but this only strengthened the people's belief that Yu Ji was a deity.
So Sun Ce ordered Yu Ji to be killed. If a god can be killed by a mortal, can he still be called a god?
Sun Ce proved to the people that Yu Ji was not a god.
As karma would have it, Sun Ce was seriously injured. He saw Yu Ji's face in the mirror, and in a fit of rage, his wound reopened, nearly killing him.
If he hadn't encountered Xiang Yu, Sun Ce would have undoubtedly died.
Suddenly, Sun Ce felt a chill run through his body, as if the temperature in the room had suddenly dropped by tens of degrees.
"You shouldn't have saved him, he deserved to die! I clearly prayed for rain, why did he still try to kill me! I'm innocent!"
A sinister tone, a distorted face, and blood-stained robes.
This was a vengeful ghost whose path to immortality had been severed. It squatted in front of Xiang Yu, hysterically accusing him, but no one could hear what it was saying.
Originally, only Sun Ce could see Yu Ji, but Xiang Yu could also see him with his double pupils; this was just one small use of the golden double pupils.
Since ghosts can appear in this world without being banned, there is no reason why seeing ghosts should be banned.
"Are you the persistent Yu Ji?" Xiang Yu asked.
"I didn't expect you to be able to see me, but so what? What can you do to me!" Yu Ji roared.
"Spare Sun Ce, submit to me, and once this matter is resolved, I can resurrect you and help you embark on the path to immortality again." Xiang Yu intended to resolve this matter peacefully and win people over with virtue.
Yu Ji gave a sinister laugh. "What if I say no?"
"Then let your soul be scattered and your spirit destroyed," Xiang Yu said calmly.
“I don’t believe it,” Yu Ji said, emphasizing each word.