The operation begins: impersonating an immortal.

After Chu Xinghe and the System finished their discussion.

Looking at the vortex that appeared before him, Chu Xinghe stepped inside without any hesitation.

When a glimmer of light appeared before his eyes.

Chu Xinghe opened his eyes.

The Spiritual Qi in the surroundings was extremely sparse.

It looked like a mediocre world.

"System, transmit the situation of this world to me."

[Understood, Master. Please receive it.]

A moment later, a few memories were added to Chu Xinghe's mind.

This world was called the True Spirit World.

Cultivation was also possible here.

It was divided into Martial Artist ranks one through nine, Acquired, Innate, Grandmaster, Great Grandmaster, and the Land Immortal Realm.

Chu Xinghe made a comparison.

The Land Immortal Realm was equivalent to the Divine Soul Realm.

The True Spirit World was previously ruled by four major dynasties.

Tianwu, Yanchi, Tianchi, and Great Jin.

Twenty years ago, Tianwu, Yanchi, and Tianchi united to destroy the Great Jin.

Only three major dynasties remained.

Among the three dynasties, Yanchi was currently the most powerful.

After Chu Xinghe understood the basic information.

Following the System's prompts, he began walking toward the pass.

Beifu, Chang'an City.

This was the center of the Yanchi Dynasty.

Chu Xinghe walked into the city.

Everyone's eyes fell upon him.

He was dressed in white, pristine and untainted by dust, with eyes deep as the sea and a high bridge to his nose.

His ink-black hair was bound by a jade hairpin.

He looked like an Immortal descending to the world.

Chu Xinghe knew that to complete the mission.

He needed to give himself an identity.

The identity of a wandering Immortal was best.

As he walked through Chang'an City, no one approached within five meters of wherever Chu Xinghe passed.

The sounds of the surrounding discussions drifted into Chu Xinghe's ears.

"Could this really be an Immortal descending to the world?"

"Maybe. It's the first time I've seen someone so ethereal; it feels unreal."

"I don't know why, but looking at him gives me an illusory feeling."

"I wonder if it's because the people of Daxing Prefecture near Chang'an have been praying for blessings, and Heaven sensed them, sending an Immortal to save them."

"Daxing Prefecture is facing a once-in-a-century drought, with no harvest at all."

"One-third of the Yanchi Dynasty's grain comes from Daxing Prefecture."

Chu Xinghe caught the key point.

The Yanchi Dynasty had four provinces and twenty prefectures.

Daxing Prefecture was a place for grain cultivation.

A drought here naturally had a significant impact on the Yanchi Dynasty.

Just as Chu Xinghe continued forward.

Several people suddenly jumped out onto the road.

Seeing Chu Xinghe, they knelt down immediately.

"May I ask, are you an Immortal?"

Chu Xinghe was stunned for a moment.

Looking at the emaciated, hunched elders with sunken eyes and dry, cracked white lips before him, he hurried forward to help them up.

"Elders, please rise quickly. This humble Taoist cannot accept such a great courtesy. I am merely a wandering idler, I do not deserve the title of Immortal."

These few people were naturally controlled by Chu Xinghe.

If one was to act, one had to play the full part.

"Immortal, do you have a way to save Daxing Prefecture?"

Chu Xinghe's face showed a look of difficulty.

"Karma converges, and Heaven sends a great tribulation; it is not something a Mortal can change."

Many people around heard these words, and their eyes lit up.

"What does this Immortal mean?"

"You don't understand that? Every cause has an effect. Someone must have done something heinous, and the Heavens have sent down punishment."

"Hiss, from what this Immortal says, it seems he knows something."

"If it's hard for a Mortal to change, then what about an Immortal? He should have a way, right?"

"Who knows? These old charlatans love to talk in riddles, but they really do have skills."

"Previously, an old Taoist said I had a kidney deficiency. I scoffed at him, thinking he was definitely cheating me out of money. Later, he gave me a prescription. Ha! The effect... half an hour every time, three times a day is no problem at all."

"Brother, I want to host a table at Moonview Pavilion today. Are you free, brother? Could you let me have a look at that prescription?"

"I have a brother whose wife complains all day that he only leaves her with a face full of saliva. I can't bear it and am willing to pay a high price for a copy, to repay my brotherly friendship."

"I... uh, I have a friend who vomits every day before even entering the door. I also need to copy one. Price is not an issue."

Listening to the surrounding discussions, Chu Xinghe felt that he might as well have posed as a divine doctor.

A single strand of Qi could help these people cure their kidney deficiency.

Simple and effective.

While he was lost in thought.

"Make way, make way!"

Seeing the newcomers, the crowd hurriedly made a path.

"The Yanchi Guards actually came over."

"Hiss, they couldn't be here to snatch the prescription, could they?"

"Brother, don't talk nonsense. They're definitely here for this Immortal."

The leading general led his men to Chu Xinghe and dismounted.

He cupped his fists in greeting.

"The Sovereign requests your presence. We ask the honored guest to condescend to join us."

The surrounding discussions rose again.

"It's the first time I've seen the Yanchi Guards so polite."

"Nonsense, I heard the Sovereign has been losing sleep over the drought in Daxing Prefecture."

"The Sovereign has always been an enlightened ruler. As long as Daxing Prefecture can be saved, it wouldn't be surprising if the Sovereign came personally."

Chu Xinghe looked at the men and nodded.

The general glanced back, and a carriage was led over.

Chu Xinghe boarded the carriage.

He did not feel surprised.

Inside the carriage sat a man in casual clothes, with sharp, domineering eyes.

When he saw Chu Xinghe, the sharpness retracted, replaced by a gentle expression.

"I am Ye Han, the Sovereign of the Yanchi Dynasty. I hope you can forgive me for disturbing your travels, honored guest."

Chu Xinghe was somewhat surprised; this Ye Han was quite interesting.

The Yanchi Dynasty was indeed the most powerful Dynasty.

It pressed down on the other two dynasties so hard they couldn't lift their heads.

Chu Xinghe sat down across from Ye Han.

He was not a Child of Destiny.

It seemed the focus was not on him.

"Why do you believe me?"

Ye Han looked up.

"I have left the palace one hundred and twenty-eight times. Every time I hear of something that could solve the Daxing Prefecture drought, I personally go there. Unfortunately..."

"I have sent people many times to find Immortals, but unfortunately, Immortals leave no trace and are hard to find."

"At the first sight of you, I believed you were an Immortal."

"I am the master of Great Yan. I have seen all kinds of people, but it is the first time I have seen someone with your temperament."

Chu Xinghe looked at Ye Han.

"Do you know why Daxing Prefecture is suffering from a drought?"

Ye Han thought deeply.

"I do not know. I am diligent and never slacken; I care for my people and do everything personally. Great Yan has gone from the weakest Dynasty to the most powerful in just twenty years. I have no shame before my ancestors, nor before my people."

Chu Xinghe sighed.

"Do you understand the principle that things must decline after reaching their peak?"

Ye Han was stunned.

How could it be so?

His eyes were filled with unwillingness.

Could it be that Great Yan's path could only go this far?

"This is only one insignificant reason."

Hearing 'insignificant', Ye Han was stunned.

"Please speak, Immortal."

Chu Xinghe looked Ye Han up and down.

"Even if it requires you to give your life?"

Ye Han was startled.

"As long as it saves my people of Great Yan, I am willing."

As a Heavenly God Realm expert, Chu Xinghe could naturally see that Ye Han was not lying.

This was a good ruler.

"Could it be that only if I die will things change?"

Ye Han felt some unwillingness in his heart.

He had not yet unified the True Spirit.

He still had more things to do.

He ascended the throne at twenty-five and was forty-five this year.

He didn't know how much longer he could live.

At forty, he had already begun to feel his body tiring.

"Immortal, to tell you the truth, I received news long ago that Daxing would suffer a drought, and only my death could solve it."