Chu Qing stopped in his tracks and asked curiously, "What happened to the Yellow Heaven Dao?"
The Princess Consort and Madam Shi exchanged a glance, then said in unison, "Do you know Azure Heaven?"
Chu Qing smiled. "I've read books too, of course I know!"
In certain mythological books:
Heaven was called—Azure Heaven, Blue Heaven, the Firmament, and so on.
Though the names differed, they pointed to only one thing—Heaven!
The Princess Consort said solemnly, "Heaven has nine names."
"Yet Yellow Heaven is not among them!"
"Nominally, the Yellow Heaven Dao is rebelling and seeking to resolve the Millennial Tribulation."
"But what they truly want is—to replace Heaven!"
Chu Qing was stunned.
Replace Heaven?
He raised his head to look at the sky and shook his head. "This sky is really just the atmosphere. How can it be replaced?"
Madam Shi said coolly, "I do not know what an atmosphere is."
"But I know that the Yellow Heaven Dao wants to turn this sky into Yellow Heaven."
"Azure Heaven is dead; Yellow Heaven shall rise!"
"They want to use Yellow Heaven to replace Azure Heaven."
"If they succeed... it is said that Great Terror will descend."
Chu Qing laughed. "You are purely worrying that the sky will fall!"
"Heaven cannot be replaced!"
The Princess Consort said seriously, "Make everyone change names like Azure Heaven and Blue Heaven to—Yellow Heaven!"
"Then replacing Heaven will succeed."
"Then Heaven will fall into the Yellow Heaven Dao's hands."
"If they want the sky to have sun and moon, then it will have them."
"If they want the sky to be unbearably scorching, then it will be unbearably scorching; if they want snow to fall in the sixth month, then snow will fall in the sixth month."
"The lives and deaths of ordinary people... will