"Greetings, King of Qin!!"
Even in broad daylight, the vast hall was still illuminated by ever-burning lamps.
Inside the hall, a man dressed in a black imperial robe, with his hair casually draped behind him, holding a bamboo scroll and reading it, his handsome face revealing a hint of majesty, slowly raised his head. He looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, who was still bowing in present.
"Speak. How is Ying An's condition? Does your Yinyang Family have a way to cure his illness?"
"Reporting to King!" The middle-aged man was dressed in a cloud-white long gown with decorative cloud patterns. On his slightly rough and dark face, he had a long goatee. At this moment, he respectfully replied: "Our sect leader, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, personally diagnosed Gongzi Ying An. Gongzi Ying An's illness…"
Seeing the middle-aged man suddenly stop, the handsome man's eyebrows immediately twitched, and he said expressionlessly in a deep voice: "Yun Zhongjun may speak directly, there's no need to hide anything. Since Ying An's birth, he has been plagued by illness, King is already prepared!!"
"Yes!" Breathing a sigh of relief, Yun Zhongjun then spoke freely: "According to Eastern Emperor Taiyi's judgment, Gongzi Ying An's illness is due to congenital deficiency, and since birth, it has deeply penetrated his bones. As of today, it is already beyond the reach of medicine!"
"So, your Yinyang Family also has no way to help Ying An's body? Is King only able to watch him die in bed?" The King of Qin's tone finally revealed a hint of anger.
"There is a way!" Yun Zhongjun quickly said: "Eastern Emperor Taiyi once said that Gongzi Ying An's illness is fated. Mortal doctors can cure illness but not fate! If you wish for Gongzi Ying An to recover, you must perform a method of defying fate, but this method is extremely dangerous! The chances of success are less than half a percent!"
The King of Qin nodded noncommittally and said: "It's good to have a way. Less than half a percent chance is better than doing nothing. Speak. What is your Yinyang Family's method of defying fate?"
"A marriage for good fortune!!"
Yun Zhongjun's words truly stunned the King of Qin. After a while, he said: "What did you say?"
"King, please don't misunderstand!" Yun Zhongjun explained: "Even if you want to arrange a marriage for Gongzi Ying An for good fortune, it cannot be done by an ordinary woman. Not only does her fate need to compensate for Gongzi Ying An's deficiency, but she must also master Xuanmen Magic. Even with such strict conditions, the probability of success is less than half a percent!"
"Her fate can compensate for Ying An, and she must also master Xuanmen Magic?" Looking at Yun Zhongjun with a half-smile, the King of Qin said: "So, Ying An should marry a disciple of your Yinyang Family as his wife. Only then can this method of defying fate be performed?"
"Precisely!!" Yun Zhongjun said, bracing himself: "King, please allow me to report. According to Eastern Emperor Taiyi's calculations, our sect's Dong Jun's fate perfectly complements Gongzi Ying An. Moreover, Dong Jun's talent is extraordinary, known as the foremost prodigy of Yinyang arts. If His Highness Ying An can marry her, there is a possibility of curing his congenital deficiency!"
This time, the King of Qin did not answer directly. Instead, after a moment of contemplation, he said: "You may withdraw. King needs to think carefully about this matter!"
"Yes!!" Yun Zhongjun bowed and respectfully exited the hall.
As soon as he stepped out of the hall's doorway, Yun Zhongjun immediately breathed a sigh of relief and rushed impatiently towards the Yinyang Family's headquarters.
.........
In a dark room. On the ceiling, luminous pearls were perfectly embedded in the positions of the celestial stars, so that one could view the trajectories of the stars just by standing in this room and looking up.
"Eastern Emperor Taiyi, please forgive Moon God's audacity. May I ask, why must you choose older sister and that Ying An for a marriage alliance?" Dressed in a long gown, with a veil covering her eyes, Moon God's tone was filled with deep confusion.
"Great Qin is favored by destiny. The hundreds of years of chaos during the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods are destined to end in the hands of King of Qin, Ying Zheng. However, do you still remember what happened sixteen years ago when that Ying An was born?" Eastern Emperor Taiyi, completely shrouded in a black robe, spoke with an ethereal voice.
"You mean, the shift of destiny will fall upon this Ying An? How could that be!!" Moon God said in disbelief: "It is well known that Ying An has an incurable congenital disease. It is already a miracle that he has lived until now. Not to mention, he is now showing signs of nearing his end!"
"No! You are wrong!" Eastern Emperor Taiyi answered irrelevantly: "Ying An's life and death, from the very beginning, were not within the destiny of heaven and earth!!"
"Then why do you want Dong Jun to marry Ying An? What if he dies?" Moon God asked, puzzled.
"If Ying An dies, then it is his destiny. We will have done our best. As for Dong Jun, she will gain the status of a widow of the Great Qin imperial family! Both you and Dong Jun need to understand that on the path of pursuing the Great Dao, some necessary sacrifices are unavoidable!" Eastern Emperor Taiyi said indifferently.
At this moment, neither King of Qin, Ying Zheng, who was contemplating whether the marriage for good fortune could cure his beloved son, nor Eastern Emperor Taiyi, who was residing in the Yinyang Family's headquarters, knew that the core of their considerations, Gongzi Ying An of Great Qin, had finally, sixteen years later, experienced the resurgence of his memories.
Xianyang Palace, in a secluded palace filled with a strong medicinal aroma.
A pale-faced teenager, without a trace of color, with dark circles under his eyes, looking like he was on his last breath, lay weakly on the bed.
Accompanied by a feeble cough, the teenager suddenly gasped for air, then immediately sat up. Cold sweat streamed down his forehead.
"Did I… transmigrate for sixteen years, only to finally recover my memories of my previous life now?" The teenager lowered his head and looked at his emaciated, skin-and-bones hands.
"Since birth, I've been plagued by illness, and even long ago, a master from the Medicalists judged that I wouldn't live past sixteen? I'm sixteen this year?"
Just as the teenager's consciousness was systematically merging sixteen years of memories, a sudden voice instantly sounded in the depths of the teenager's consciousness.
"Ding!! All Heavens Character Template System fully charged!! Binding in progress…"
"Binding successful!!"
"Initial Template, Novice Welfare Gift Pack is opening!"
"Congratulations to Host Ying An, you have obtained the All Heavens Character Template, Hong Yi!!"
"Initiating template fusion!"
"Fusion successful!"
"Host, please fuse the initial template as soon as possible. When the template fusion reaches eighty percent, the next template extraction can be activated!"
This slightly mechanical voice instantly jolted Ying An awake.
Ying An, who had just been disheartened that his reincarnated self was a sickly person who wouldn't live past sixteen, and that his memories returned precisely at sixteen, suddenly beamed with joy.
How could he not realize that this sudden voice was clearly his transmigration cheat making its appearance!