King Wen Pulled the Cart Eight Hundred Laps, Great Zhou Ruled for Eight Hundred Years? Guangchengzi's Ambition!

"Ah..."

Ji Chang looked as though he had been struck by lightning.

He stood there dazed for a long time, like a clay statue.

His sons surrounded him and called out to him, but they could not snap him out of it.

By the time Ji Chang regained his senses,

he spat out a mouthful of old blood, his face full of grief, indignation, and helplessness. "I... I... sigh!!!!"

He was coughing up blood!!

He was practically coughing up blood!!!

So that was what that person had meant by "make the journey longer"?

King Wen pulled the cart eight hundred laps, and Great Zhou would rule for eight hundred years?

Fuck!!

No wonder that person had suddenly said that. So there had been a reason behind it.

If he had known earlier, he would not have stopped for even a moment.

He would have run circles around Great Zhou's territory, eating Pills whenever he got tired to recover. No matter what, he should have made Great Zhou last for generations upon generations!!

Eight hundred years?

What could eight hundred years even accomplish?

Ji Chang was filled with regret. He looked pitifully at Jiang Ziya. "Sir, is there really no way to remedy this?"

"What is Fixed Destiny? It is what Heaven has decreed."

"Since King Wen has already stopped, this is the Dynastic Fortune and Destiny of Great Zhou, as well as your Fated Number. This is the Heavenly Mandate. The Heavenly Mandate cannot be changed, nor can the greater course of events be altered. Otherwise, Heavenly Retribution will descend."

Jiang Ziya spoke with an unfathomable air.

But in truth,

how could he possibly understand so many things?

This was merely Guangchengzi's instruction. Guangchengzi had told him to do this.

No matter how far King Wen pulled the cart,

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