Dayu's Question

Of course, this was only the worst-case scenario.

Even an hour ago.

Jin Dachang still believed that Huaxia only knew 300 years of its history.

Even if they truly could activate the Ancestor Symbol, the ancestors summoned would only be those of the Qing Dynasty, posing no threat whatsoever to the Haidong Country.

That was why he did not make a move right from the start, choosing instead to apply continuous pressure in hopes of making Huaxia submit and avoiding criticism from others.

Yet he never dreamed that things would turn out like this.

In the forbidden books of the Haidong Country, the Haidong Country was for a very long time not actually a country, but a local regime.

Even less known was that the initial founder of this regime was Jizi, the uncle of King Zhou of Shang.

After King Zhou was defeated, Jizi fled to the Haidong Peninsula, and only then did the rise of the Haidong Descendants begin.

This was the highest state secret of the Haidong Country and must never be leaked.

"Could it be... the ancestor summoned by Huaxia is this person?"

Jin Dachang was covered in cold sweat, yet his heart felt as though it had plummeted into an ice cellar.

However, he did not know that although the Xia and Shang dynasties were close in time.

Dayu and King Zhou had no blood relation whatsoever, let alone his uncle.

If he had not sent Awakened to Huaxia, then the appearance of Dayu would not have had any impact on them at all.

Yet now, Dayu personally took action.

This sage king of antiquity, who could stand shoulder to shoulder with Fuxi and the Yellow Emperor.

Suppressed not only the awakened power of Jin Junxian and the others.

He also followed the connection of the bloodline to suppress the ancestral power of Kim Chunchu.

With even their ancestors suppressed, the awakened descendants of the Jin family naturally fared no better.

On the Huaxia side, they naturally had no idea that the Haidong Country was already in complete chaos.

The gazes of all Huaxia people were focused upon the phantom of Dayu.

Emotions of excitement and joy.

Filled every city and every street.

"After thousands of years, there are still descendants who remember my name and my achievements."

"I... am deeply gratified."

Dayu lowered his gaze, his star-like eyes looking toward Su Chen.

Su Chen hurriedly bowed deeply, speaking earnestly.

"Emperor Yu tamed the floods, carved out the Dragon Gate, and divided the Nine Provinces, every step fraught with countless hardships."

"Such responsibility, such conviction, and such perseverance are all precious wealth left by Emperor Yu to his descendants."

"Even if thousands of years have passed, and even if for certain reasons later generations did not know the name of Emperor Yu."

"Yet this spirit remains deeply engraved in the bones of Huaxia's descendants."

"I believe this is the greatest commemoration for Emperor Yu."

Su Chen had carefully considered these words.

Huaxia's history had a fracture, and they did not know a single ancestor from 300 years ago.

Even though he activated the Ancestor Symbol and summoned Dayu, no one in Huaxia had yet activated their bloodline.

Even before the Haidong people made their move, Dayu had been unwilling to even open his eyes.

Yet this was also normal; ancestors were human beings too in the past.

If future generations forgot about them, who wouldn't be angry in their heart?

In fact, even in his previous world, the name of Dayu was a household word, and temples and shrines to Emperor Yu were scattered everywhere.

Yet aside from some elderly people who went to offer sacrifices during every festival, how many young people would actually go?

Mentioning the birthdays of certain young idols, these people knew every detail like the back of their hand.

Yet regarding the death anniversary of their own ancestors, they knew nothing at all when asked.

Still, ancestors were ancestors.

Whether their descendants remembered or forgot.

Once bullied by outsiders, they would still protect them without the slightest hesitation.

This was the bloodline that could never be severed!

These were the ones who truly cared for you!

These people were the ones who should be engraved in one's heart above all!

Hearing Su Chen's words, many Huaxia people revealed expressions of shame.

Dayu's gaze also softened somewhat.

After falling silent for a moment, he spoke again to ask:

"Several thousand years later, are the people of the Nine Provinces flourishing?"

In the ancient era, savage beasts ran rampant, natural disasters occurred without ceasing, and the human race could be said to have struggled just to survive.

Dayu regulated the floods for thirteen years, demarcating the Nine Provinces and uniting the realm.

He did so precisely to rally the various tribes, resisting calamities together and allowing the Huaxia human race to multiply and endure.

Therefore, to this ancient emperor-sage.

The rivers, mountains, and altars of state were far less important than they were to later generations.

A flourishing population was the fundamental measure of whether the Nine Provinces prospered.

Su Chen smiled, raising his hands in a polite bow once more.

"Rest assured, Ancestor, today's Huaxia has an immensely thriving population, reaching a massive total of one billion four hundred million!"

"Even looking beyond the Nine Provinces, the descendants of our Huaxia are scattered everywhere!"

Hearing Su Chen's reply, Dayu's calm and unruffled eyes finally stirred with ripples.

"One billion four hundred million? Truly?"

"Absolute fact!"

Even as an ancient sage, Dayu could not help letting out a sound of awe.

"I never expected that the Nine Provinces thousands of years later would actually be so prosperous!"

"Then let Me ask you once more, do the people of the Nine Provinces today still suffer from the scourge of floods?"

When asking this question, Dayu's expression instantly turned solemn.

In ancient Huaxia, great floods raged.

Yu followed his father Gun in an eastward migration to the Central Plains during his youth.

He had witnessed with his own eyes the tragic state of countless common folk who were displaced, with homes destroyed and families lost.

As for his father Gun, he had managed the floods using the blocking method, building dikes along the riverbanks.

Yet the floodwaters only rose higher the more they were blocked, and even after nine years, the water disaster still remained unpacified.

After Dayu was appointed as the Minister of Works, he reviewed the reasons for his father's failure in water control, shifting from blocking to dredging.

During the thirteen years of regulating the waters, Dayu crossed countless ranges of steep mountains and waded through an untold number of major rivers and small streams.

His footsteps moved from west to east.

Wherever he met mountains he cleaved them, and wherever he encountered depressions he built dikes.

For the sake of controlling the floods, he exhausted his mental and physical strength, fearing no hardship, sharing rough meals and sleeping in the open with the common folk, passing by his own home three times without entering.

At last, Dragon Gate Mountain was opened, and the rivers flowed into the sea.

The floods that had ravaged the land of the Central Plains for twenty years no longer caused disaster.

It was precisely because of these experiences that Dayu deeply understood the harm brought by floods.

Thousands of years ago, he quelled the water disasters.

What about several thousand years later?

Su Chen pondered for a moment, and finally his lips parted slightly.

"In today's Huaxia, we still cannot completely eliminate the scourge of floods."

"Many ordinary people still suffer from the hardship of floods."

Hearing these words, the light in Dayu's eyes dimmed.

"Thousands of years have passed, and the scourge of the floods still remains..."

Dayu murmured quietly, letting out a long sigh.

"Indeed, the power of the Five Elements-how could human strength ever completely eradicate it?"

"It is merely the common folk of the Nine Provinces who suffer..."

Hearing Dayu's words, the people in the plaza exchanged glances in dismay.

Meanwhile, on the internet, the chatter was utter chaos.

"How can he say it like that? Even though there are still floods now, it must be vastly different from several thousand years ago, right?"

"Exactly! Although I don't know what the Xia Dynasty was like, which river doesn't have dikes now? Even if there's a flood, it won't be as tragic as it was back then, right?"

"If he talks like this, won't it make the Ancestor look down on us descendants even more?"

"Sigh... Seeing the Ancestor sigh makes my heart ache terribly."

"If it were me, I'd say that our country is peaceful and the people are secure right now, and there are no water disasters at all."

"Stop fooling around, all of you! If it weren't for him, which of you could have activated the Ancestor Symbol? Just watch quietly!"

"That's right. If not for this young man, our Ancestor Symbol probably would've been stolen by the Haidong people!"

Even though Su Chen spoke the truth, in front of Dayu, everyone wanted to show Huaxia's best side.

This was just like how many young people only reported good news to their families and not the bad.

It wasn't that they wanted to deliberately hide things, but rather that saying anything was useless anyway and would only cause their elders needless worry.