Prophecies had existed since ancient times. Put simply, they were incendiary rumors with a very clear purpose: to stir up trouble.
Take the famous "The Azure Heaven is dead; the Yellow Heaven shall rise" and "He who replaces Han shall be Tu Gao."
Su Che had concocted prophecies himself. Back then, Third Young Master Su had claimed to see the four words "Heaven Will Destroy the Remnant Liang" inside Deadwood Temple, drawing the court's attention. Feng Buxing led the Dark Cloud Guard's iron cavalry into Mystic Mountain and slaughtered the demons until demon heads rolled.
Because of their special nature, the Imperial Demon Hunters, the Night Pacification Bureau, and the Circuit Inspectors in every region were exceptionally sensitive to such rumors.
The court in Jiankang even specifically collected and recorded prophecies from all over the land.
Although Su Che had been recuperating at home these past few days, he had continued to keep an eye on the Imperial Demon Hunters. Not just recently—even after reviewing earlier records, he had never heard anything like "Nine suns hang in the sky; eighteen sons shall command the divine vessel."
"No."
Su Che answered crisply.
"This prophecy came down from the north. By now, it can be heard on every street and alley in Jiankang."
Xiong Shou added for Li Yizhen, "Some in court suspect that this is a rumor deliberately spread by that Grand Preceptor in the north. We came south this time, firstly to investigate Prince of Wuling's disappearance, and secondly to search through Ci Prefecture and prevent wicked men from exploiting the opportunity to cause unrest."
At the mention of Northern Wei's Grand Preceptor, Yuwen Rui, Su Che could not help nodding at Xiong Shou.
Though this pillar of the Northern Dynasties looked every bit like a treacherous hero waiting in