7: I'm a time traveler! I'm sure I can succeed!

Under the Emperor Qin's burning gaze, Lin Fei spoke with difficulty: "In my world, there are many Xuanhuan novels that have similar plots to yours. Gods from higher worlds treat Lower Realm Cultivators like livestock, raising them and then harvesting them when they Ascend..."

Before he finished speaking, the clang of weapons being drawn echoed in the hall. Bai Qi's Dark Iron Halberd was pressed against Lin Fei's throat.

"You actually compare our Great Qin Empire to livestock!" Bai Qi's blood-red killing intent surged.

"General Bai, wait!" The Emperor Qin raised a hand to stop him. "Let him continue."

Lin Fei wiped away a cold sweat and continued: "But according to what you all said, after the Ascenders appeared, the Heavenly Dao destroyed the entire civilization. This clearly goes against the logic of harvesting. Logically speaking, it should deliberately guide you to Ascend and then feed on you. How could it directly destroy the entire civilization? It's like planting a forest, and as soon as one tree grows, you set the entire forest on fire..."

Dead silence enveloped the grand hall.

The Xuan Crystal floor reflected the tense faces of everyone, and even the candlelight seemed to hold its breath.

The Yin and Yang Master Zou Yan staggered half a step, the tortoise shell divinations in his hand shattering: "Could it be... could it be that we misunderstood the Heavenly Dao's intention from the very beginning?"

The Emperor Qin hadn't expected Lin Fei to know so much and was very interested in the Xuanhuan novels he spoke of.

Lin Fei said: "Next time, I'll tell you about the works of Xuanhuan Grandmaster Chen Dong, such as 'The Sacred Ruins' and 'Shrouding the Heavens.' They will definitely open your eyes. For today, I won't talk about them yet. Let's continue discussing the World-Ending Heavenly Tribulation. I think the Heavenly Dao's goal isn't to destroy you, but to..."

Lin Fei paused. The Emperor Qin, Bai Qi, and others grew tense.

They all asked in unison: "To do what?"

Lu Chen also tensed up. Damn it, did Lin Fei know his true purpose?

It seems he underestimated Lin Fei. Although this kid was fooled by a tea seller, that doesn't mean he's stupid.

Lin Fei cleared his throat and continued: "There's only one reason, and that is the Heavenly Dao is screening! It's screening for the strongest civilization!"

Screening?!

In the grand hall, the Emperor Qin frowned slightly, a hint of doubt flashed in Bai Qi's eyes, and Wang Jian stroked his beard thoughtfully.

The Emperor Qin asked in a deep voice: "What is the purpose then? What does the Heavenly Dao ultimately want to gain by going through such elaborate trouble?"

Various plots from Xuanhuan novels flashed wildly through Lin Fei's mind. He opened his mind: "Imagine, perhaps there isn't just one Heavenly Dao in the entire world, but countless Heavenly Daos, like fighting crickets. They won't fight each other, as their power is too great, and the consequences would be unimaginable if they did.

So they need to cultivate a powerful Ascender, and then compete or show off with Ascenders cultivated by other Heavenly Daos. Therefore, as long as we cultivate a powerful Ascender and pass the screening, the Heavenly Dao will not destroy us. Just like a game, perhaps we will pass the first Rank, then come to the second Rank, then the third Rank, and fourth Rank, until we clear it!"

The Emperor Qin was furious: "Is my Great Qin Empire merely a plaything for the higher world?! Where is our dignity? Rather than being toyed with, I'd rather fight him to the death."

Boom!

The Emperor Qin's oppressive aura materialized, crushing the bronze statues in the hall into dust.

"Your Majesty, calm your anger!" Lin Fei gritted his teeth and looked up. "There's a saying in competitive games—only by staying alive can you deal damage!"

"If we fight the Heavenly Dao head-on now, it's nothing more than moths flying into a flame.

We should now find a way to pass the screening. Only by enduring the World-Ending calamity can we possibly see the truth, and only then can we counterattack and deal with the Heavenly Dao!"

The Emperor Qin snorted coldly: "What makes you think we can cultivate an existence that surpasses the Heavenly Dao?"

"In every Xuanhuan novel I've read, the protagonist always rises from desperation!" Lin Fei recalled the days he stayed up late chasing updates, and an inexplicable passion surged within him. "Some are Trash who make a comeback, some Rebirth after their families are annihilated, but in the end, they all achieve the feat of the weak overcoming the strong! Successfully making a comeback and defeating the Heavenly Dao!"

After a pause, Lin Fei proudly said: "And the most important point is, I am a Transmigrator. As long as there is a Transmigrator, success is guaranteed, because I have never seen a Transmigrator fail before!"

"Perhaps, what you say makes sense!"

The Emperor Qin controlled his anger, deep in thought.

Bai Qi, Wang Jian, and others saw hope even more clearly.

Outside the Small World, Lu Chen couldn't help but laugh when he saw this scene.

Looking at Lin Fei lying on the ground, he muttered to himself: "You must have read too many Tomato novels."

Lin Fei never dreamed that there was no such thing as a test; he was simply afraid that the Ascenders would become too powerful and threaten him.

In Lin Fei's understanding, the Heavenly Dao must be invincible, so how could it be afraid of Ascenders? Thus, he hadn't considered this possibility at all.

A group of medical personnel, carrying a stretcher and wearing white coats, rushed over.

"Did you call 120?"

Lu Chen nodded: "Yes, he suddenly fainted. I don't know if it's because he often stays up late."

"Do you know his family's phone number? Could you help contact his family?"

Lu Chen shook his head: "I don't know. Oh, right, he has an older sister. You can check his phone to see if there's contact information."

The person in the white coat: "Alright, then do you want to come along?"

Lu Chen hesitated for a moment: "Okay."

The person in the white coat lifted Lin Fei, and Lu Chen followed, getting into the ambulance together.

Lu Chen wasn't trying to be a good Samaritan; he just wanted to see if Lin Fei, if resuscitated, would return to reality from the cultivation world.

Lu Chen continued to observe the Small World. Lin Fei was passionately speaking, spouting his strategies for dealing with the World-Ending Tribulation.

Lin Fei said: "Your Majesty, in our world, the Qin state was not destroyed by external forces, but by its own internal rebellions. Therefore, to preserve the Great Qin Empire, we cannot just think about how to deal with the Heavenly Dao; we must also ensure internal stability."

The Emperor Qin, full of confidence, said: "You don't need to worry about this. Within Great Qin, almost everyone has the loyalty to qin seal embedded. Any disloyal person will be detected by the Spiritual Pivot. As long as there is no Heavenly Tribulation, my Great Qin will surely last for ten thousand generations."

Lin Fei: "Your Majesty, the First Emperor of Qin in our world also thought the same way. You rely too much on the loyalty to qin seal. I suspect that your so-called Spiritual Pivot is actually equivalent to our Earth's artificial intelligence, and it's of the lowest Rank. There will inevitably be loopholes. For example, a rebel could brainwash himself. He might indeed be loyal to Great Qin, but not loyal to Your Majesty. He could even change his name to 'Great Qin.' There are countless ways to deceive the Spiritual Pivot."

The Emperor Qin gasped, full of admiration for Lin Fei. As expected of someone from another world, his way of thinking was different.

The Emperor Qin: "Continue, then how do we stabilize the internal situation?"

Lin Fei chuckled: "It's very simple. In our world, the ones who ultimately destroyed the Great Qin Empire were two people, Liu Bang and Xiang Yu. Oh, right, Liu Bang might not be called Liu Bang yet; perhaps he's called Liu Ji. So, as long as we issue a nationwide warrant for these two people and nip it in the bud, we can ensure the safety of Great Qin."

Pfft!

Seeing this, Lu Chen couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The medical personnel looked at Lu Chen's inexplicable laughter with confusion.

What's going on?

Your friend is almost dead, how can you still laugh?

Lu Chen quickly explained: "Cough, cough, don't misunderstand. I have a condition similar to a clown's pathological laughter; I can't control my laughter."

Oh?

The accompanying personnel rolled their eyes, their faces full of disbelief.

In the Jiangdong region of Great Qin, there was a cultivation family that had been passed down for five hundred years, named the Xiang Family.

The patriarch, Liang Qu, stared intently at the tightly closed wooden door of the delivery room.

Suddenly, the bright and clear sky changed dramatically.

Dark clouds surged across the sky, and the twenty-eight mansions arranged themselves into a rare "Purple Star Slaughter Array."

The most eerie thing was that the clouds in the southeast turned blood-red, like a blood-stained battle flag, fluttering in the strong wind.

"Wah—!"

The cry of an infant broke through the delivery room.

"Innate Spiritual Root!" An Elder from the clan exclaimed, "This child's Spiritual Vein resonates with the stars; he is a rare 'Purple Star Slaughter Body,' seen only once in a century!"

Liang Qu gazed at the infant in his arms: "My Xiang Family has been passed down for five hundred years, and finally, we have awaited such a Child of Destiny... Let's call him—Xiang Yu!"