Transmigrating to Wu's Spring and Autumn

With a clap of thunder, I transmigrated to a Spring and Autumn era barely more advanced than primitive society. Before I could explore the map, build castles, and slowly level up, I realized I had arrived at the crucial turning point in the famous century-long struggle between Wu and Yue, in the late Spring and Autumn period.

King Goujian of Yue, who had endured humiliation and steeled himself for revenge, had already completed ten years of recovery and ten years of preparation. Now he watched his rival Fuchai with gleaming eyes, as Fuchai followed Goujian’s plan and strayed ever closer to ruin.

Perhaps none of that had anything to do with me. But I was none other than Gongzi Di, the second son of Fuchai, the doomed King of Wu. Whether Wu survived was bound up with whether I could live a comfortable life. I wanted to give it a shot, only to discover that the cornerstone of Wu’s success, the blade that had once expanded its borders, the sage of war Sun Wu, had long since retired and vanished without a trace. The shield defending the nation, its chancellor Wu Zixu, had already been put to death by my father. As far as the eye could see, the court was filled with sycophants like Bo Pi. Yue’s invasion of Wu was only months away, and Wu’s fall only seven years away. The fall of Wu meant my family’s ruin.

Gongzi Di roared, “My fate is mine to control, not Heaven’s. Just watch me fight with everything I’ve got!”

King Goujian laughed wickedly. “Struggle, struggle all you want. The harder you struggle, the sweeter my revenge will be. Your desperate fight is nothing but the death throes of a doomed man. Watching you struggle makes me feel so accomplished, so exhilarated!” The renowned minister Wen Zhong, the strategist Fan Li, and the famed general Ling Gufu all joined in, looking down on his struggle with contempt.