As for Qin, after the Battle of Changping, its fortune surged like boiling water, faintly coalescing into the bearing of an overlord. It eyed the Central Plains like a tiger, advancing with relentless force. Moreover, Empress Houtu had secretly applied the arcane art of "Steal the Sky, Swap the Sun," quietly reincarnating great numbers of heroic souls of the Wu Clan in Qin, helping its national fortune accumulate ever more richly like a rolling snowball.
And Jade Emperor Haotian of the Heavenly Court worked without rest, casting the light of the Ziwei Emperor Star upon Qin. Its national fortune spread like a prairie fire, while the aura of the Human Emperor billowed and skyrocketed. The position of Co-Lord of the World was already as solid as rock, and the trend of Mortal Imperial Power returning to unity could no longer be reversed.
Within Huoyun Cave, the Three Sovereigns sat upon blue-stone meditation cushions. At the center, a Bagua altar shone brightly, its floating lights swirling as it reflected the surging, galloping spectacle of Qin's national fortune.
"Tut, tut, how strange—why is Qin's national fortune so unruly and violent?"
Shen Nong gently shook his ox head, his brows slightly furrowed as his burning gaze fixed upon that mass of entwined crimson and black fortune, its sharp edge fully revealed.
"Though I established the foundation of the Human Emperor through conquest and weapons, the national fortune of those years had flowed like a great river—weighty, yet never lacking in warmth. How could it be like this, brimming with baleful violence and concealing killing intent? It is truly strange."
Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan took up the words in a deep voice, his tone stern.
Sage Emperor Fuxi, seated in the middle, had sleeves that flowed like water and a gentle expression. Hearing this, he