Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 420 - 395: Who Am I? Where Am I? What Am I Doing?

Chapter 420: Chapter 395: Who Am I? Where Am I? What Am I Doing?

Zheng Fang had just finished drinking and felt quite uncomfortable. Though he had walked some distance and had sobered up a bit, he still felt somewhat dazed and nauseated.

When he heard the sound from within the well, he thought it was just a hallucination.

But when he heard the sound behind him and felt a strong and forceful hand pushing him towards the Turbid Water Well, Zheng Fang, realizing that something was wrong, sobered up instantly.

At the same time, because he was suddenly pushed,

Zheng Fang quickly put his hands on the edge of the Turbid Water Well to steady himself.

However, whether it was due to momentum or his upset stomach, the moment Zheng Fang gripped the edge of the well, he threw up.

"Ahhhhh!"

A scream, full of disgust, came from the well.

"Zhang San! You... you human race have separate excretory organs, don’t you? What is this? So disgusting, so disgusting ahhhhh!"

Zhang San hadn’t expected that his push would not only fail to knock the drunk Zheng Fang into the well, but actually made him vomit instead.

Therefore, Zhang San took out the Red Dragon Hammer from his Gluttonous Bag and swung it at Zheng Fang’s back.

With a loud thud, he knocked Zheng Fang down.

The Red Dragon Hammer could clearly sense that there was something off about this Zhang San.

Normally, the Zhang San it sensed was fierce and domineering in his speech and actions, but he had a warm and fiery presence.

The Zhang San at this moment, however, emanated nothing but a Heavenly Dao-like ruthlessness and indifference, as well as a chilling, bone-piercing cold.

So the Red Dragon said nothing, just being used as a tool and then put away again.

Throughout the process, the Red Dragon dared not show even the slightest fluctuation of aura, to avoid drawing the attention of this current Zhang San.

Following Zhang San’s hammering, Zheng Fang fell with a splash into the well.

At that moment, countless white glimmers appeared in the well water, binding Zheng Fang like threads.

Zheng Fang felt as if his entire being was frozen, unable to move, and he couldn’t make a sound either.

But his brain was still active; he could think and perceive.

At this time, Zheng Fang seemed to see everything he had ever experienced.

Memories, leafed through from newest to oldest.

They returned to the time when he, representing the Zheng Family, pledged allegiance to the Crown Prince, which started to make the Zheng Family’s members truly useful.

They returned to when he had instructed the Zheng Family members to enter the Imperial College to teach archery, but unfortunately, the Zheng Family had failed to thrive.

They returned to after Emperor Kaihuang’s ascension, when he bestowed many gifts but few substantial roles to the Zheng Family, leaving Zheng Fang in perpetual discontent.

They returned to the night before Emperor Kaihuang’s ascension, when he and Old Liu were discussing what to do.

"Old Zheng, the Emperor has passed away without a will, this is our chance!"

"What opportunity? The Emperor is gone, and if the palace descends into chaos, we’re all doomed! I’ve heard that at least five or six Calamities have appeared in the Capital recently! Not long ago, Wen Chudao of the Wen Family and Dugu Zhaoxuan, along with Ren Pingsheng, just killed a Calamity called King Slayer!"

Old Liu sneered coldly, "Those Calamities, I brought them into the Capital."

Zheng Fang looked at Old Liu, his friend who had grown up with him, and suddenly didn’t recognize whether this was really the childhood friend he knew.

"Old Liu, do you realize what you’re doing?"

"When Qin lost its deer, all chased after it. It’s our turn for wealth and power! I’ve already invited Yang Jian from the Pu Liuru’s family. As the Pillar of the State, he’s meticulous and cautious in every action and word. We’ll let him lead the charge. We’ll issue a false edict making him the Great Chancellor, me the Minor Chancellor, and you the Grand Sima. Then you’ll have military power, I’ll handle state affairs, and Yang Jian will act as the figurehead. On the surface, the three of us will rule together, but in reality, the realm will belong to us brothers! How about that?"

At this moment, Zheng Fang was frightened.

Zheng Fang was not concerned about whether his entire family might be implicated, nor whether he might die if things went awry.

Zheng Fang was just afraid.

It was the shock and helplessness a lowly ant felt for the first time upon seeing an unshakeable towering tree, the panic and cowering of a weak fate trying to leverage a mighty empire.

"Can... can I do it?"

Zheng Fang wasn’t sure if the voice came from his throat.

Just then, a woman’s voice, gentle and comforting, rang out.

"You... can do it. You will gain the highest and most supreme thing in this world, as long as you... are willing."

"I... I... I am willing."

Boom—

At that instant, Zheng Fang felt as if he saw countless white flames explode before him.

Only then did Zheng Fang notice that he had fallen into the Turbid Water Well.

He struggled desperately, floundering.

But the more he struggled and shouted, the murkier the surrounding water became.

And the white threads that had originally bound him, upon releasing him, suddenly turned into white flames that immediately began burning on his body.

"Ah—save me! I...I don’t want this anymore...I don’t want anything! I just want to be alive...I want to live..."

At this moment, white flames began to sear Zheng Fang’s body.

Zheng Fang only felt himself growing stronger, as though he could leave the Turbid Water Well at any moment, but he remained trapped within, unable to move.

He didn’t know that he was becoming younger by the second.

From an old man, he gradually returned to the vitality of his middle-aged years.

It was precisely during the time when he and Old Liu had started forging imperial edicts, ushering in the dawn of a new dynasty.

"I don’t want anything anymore...not mine...I don’t want it...I want to live...I want to..."

In the midst of his cries for help, Zheng Fang’s whole body suddenly seemed to freeze as if encased in invisible ice.

Under the scorching of the white flames, he had returned to his middle-aged self and seemed forever fixed in that moment.

At that time, the white flames transformed into strands of white silk, scattering from the Turbid Water Well and falling into the surrounding formation.

In an instant, they formed countless new Rune Arrays.

Finally, when the formation composed of bright white runes was fully formed, it began to activate.

One layer above and one below, both formations began to activate simultaneously.

In an instant, eight other formations throughout Daxing City also began to activate.

At the same time, within the Imperial Palace, many Purple Mansion Realm powerhouses who had come to protect Emperor Kaihuang sensed the activation of the formations.

"Emperor Kaihuang, the formations are activating!"

Upon hearing Mo’s report, Emperor Kaihuang’s brows furrowed deeply, and he stepped out of the great hall.

At this moment, the most important members of the Yang Imperial Clan were all within the great hall.

Similarly, the strongest warriors in the whole of Daxing City were generally all here.

This great hall, however, was not the real deal, but a fake created by Mo using his Woodcraft Making, shrinking everyone and placing them inside.

Meanwhile, in the vicinity of the real great hall, there were only ambushes and those impersonating members of the Imperial Clan.

Emperor Kaihuang glanced outside and saw streaks of dazzling white light shooting into the night sky.

In a flash, the moon’s light dimmed, the world was plunged into darkness, and in the heavens and earth, only the Nine Palaces Star Disk formed by nine streaks of white light in the night sky stood out.

Five stars in the center, six stars to the east, six stars to the southeast...

Emperor Kaihuang quickly realized that all the stars in the Nine Palaces Star Disk corresponded precisely to the number of people who had died in the Floating Corpse Case.

Finally, a beam of white light in the south shot into the sky, completing the entire Nine Palaces Star Disk.

After that, countless faint stars began to appear in the Star Disk.

Once all the stars were lit, they started moving across the Star Disk in an elusive manner.

"Mo, Pharaoh, come take a look, what on earth is this?"

Mo had actually been watching all along. The reason he hadn’t made a sound wasn’t that he didn’t know what the formation was, but precisely because he did.

By rights, there should only be three "people" in the whole world who knew about this formation. He was one of them; the Heavenly Punishment Sect’s Saint Heir Zhang San was another, and the third was the Upper Heaven Calamity whose rites and music had nearly collapsed in the Capital!

Now, watching the formation activate, Mo knew that it must indeed be Zhang San making his move.

But how could Zhang San, who had lost his memory a year ago, still set the plan in motion according to the original design?

Pharaoh, on the other hand, watched the turning of the star disk in the sky with furrowed brows and after a long silence, suddenly said, "Emperor Kaihuang, this servant doesn’t understand the concept of fate or the observation of Qi Luck, but for some reason, I vaguely feel that something is causing unrest throughout the Imperial Path."

Hearing this, Emperor Kaihuang was taken aback and turned to look inside the great hall.

He saw a little boy crouching next to the throne, hugging his shoulders and curled up, shivering.

"Little Seal, what’s wrong with you!?"

The Jade Seal, the stamp of the dynasty, the vessel that gathered the world’s Qi Luck.

If the Jade Seal were damaged, the dynasty would change, and its Qi Luck would be lost.

Seeing this scene, Mo raised his head to look at the Nine Palaces Star Disk in the sky again, thinking to himself: Did this kid secretly change the formation? Wasn’t it just about gathering cause and effect for rebirth? It could damage the nation’s Qi Luck to some extent, but not to this level! What on earth is this kid up to!?

Meanwhile, the very Zhang San that Mo was thinking about sneezed violently.

After sneezing, Zhang San, looking around at the unfamiliar surroundings and a well beside him, was a bit confused.

Especially when he approached the well and discovered inside it a middle-aged man who was completely frozen in time.

Then, looking down, Zhang San noticed the Floating Corpse Case Array on the ground and the formation made of white dazzling light above his head.

Who am I?

Where am I?

What am I doing?

At this moment, the shocked Zhang San vaguely felt that he was likely to be wanted again!