"Other people struggle to summon one ancestor. We have so many ancestors that we don't have enough enemies to go around, so we have to hold a bidding war..."
Su Yu transmigrated to a strange world.
Here, nations didn't wage war. They fought in "arenas."
Each nation chose a representative and summoned the greatest ancestors in its history to duel in the arena. The loser had to cede territory and hand over resources.
Su Yu realized she was in Huaxia. But she soon discovered that the history books in this world were blank. Five thousand glorious years, and not a single name or story had been left behind. The entire historical record had been severed!
When other nations summoned emperors who had expanded their borders, celebrated generals, and even mythical heroes, there wasn't a single soul before Huaxia's altar!
The representatives of other peoples jeered from all around her. "Does Huaxia have no ancestors?"
Just as she was left helpless, a cold voice sounded in her mind: ["Heroic Spirit Summoning System" bound. Host, you are one of the lucky ones. You may offer your lifespan, fortune, or soul in exchange for appealing to the secretive "Hall of Huaxia's Heroic Spirits" for aid.
Remember, this is a fair exchange. Other nations also make countless sacrifices to gain their ancestors' power.]
The System spoke calmly, even with the faint superiority of someone in control. By all rights, Su Yu should have fallen to her knees, begged, and sacrificed herself to bring an ancestor down, just as everyone else did.
Su Yu didn't.
She raised her head and asked the System, "Can you let me see the Hall of Heroic Spirits?"
[Yes.]
A rift tore open before her. Beyond it lay an immense hall, stars drifting through its expanse, countless figures slumbering within. Its splendor was awe-inspiring, yet an eternity of dust lay between them.
The System waited for her to start pleading.
But Su Yu did something it simply couldn't understand.
She didn't speak to the rift. Instead, she activated the arena's livestream function and pulled the rift wide open, turning it into a vast screen broadcasting directly to the entire Hall of Heroic Spirits!
Then she aimed the camera at the land of Huaxia behind her, a land suffering contempt and the loss of its resources, where her compatriots stood silent beneath the oppression of foreign peoples.
She let the screen broadcast all of it directly to the sleeping heroic spirits!
Foreign flags planted on unfamiliar mountains. Humiliating treaties written in foreign script. The silent, oppressed faces of her compatriots...
At first, the Hall of Heroic Spirits was utterly silent.
Then--
"Scoundrels!!!"
The first to rise was the phantom of an emperor in black robes and a crown, a sword at his waist. His gaze flashed like lightning as it pierced through time and fixed on the images.
"I, Ying Zheng, swept away the Six States, unified the written language and the measurements, and built the Great Wall to defend the Nine Provinces! How dare you barbarians bully the descendants of later generations?! The mighty warriors of Qin, march together to face the nation's peril! Even after a thousand autumns, this land is still Huaxia! My swords have not yet rusted!"
[Emperor Qin Shi Huang, offering the immortal achievement of "Unification," requests permission to fight!]
"Ying Zheng! Why are you jumping the queue?" A tall emperor in splendid Han robes rose to his feet, eyes as sharp as an eagle's, his hair bristling with rage.
"If the raiders can come, then so can I! Liu Che is here! Wei Qing! Huo Qubing! My Champion Marquis rode deep into the northern deserts at just seventeen and raised a memorial atop Mount Langjuxu! His horse can trample these petty villains all over again!"
[Emperor Wu of Han, offering the pioneering fortune of "The Might of Emperor Wu," requests permission to fight!]
"Ha ha ha! How could I miss an occasion like this?" the valiant, heroic ruler Li Shimin laughed aloud. Thousands of armored soldiers seemed to stand behind him. "During my Zhenguan reign, all nations came to pay tribute, and the title of Heavenly Qaghan resounded across the world! These mere barbarians dare to run wild? The Black Armored Army of the Great Tang is ready to break through the enemy lines once more for future generations!"
[Emperor Taizong of Tang, offering the glory of all nations paying tribute to the "Heavenly Qaghan," requests permission to fight!]
"Loyalty to the country, now is the time! Yue Fei is ready!"
"To seal Mount Langjuxu, that is a soldier's ambition! Huo Qubing requests permission to fight!"
"Though I am a scholar, I know the meaning of integrity! Wen Tianxiang is here!"
"..."
The System was dumbfounded!
[What kind of civilization is this?! In other nations, their ancestral spirits require blood sacrifices and desperate pleas before they grant a brief, cold glance. Why are Huaxia's ancestors rushing forward like dragons with their tails stepped on?!]
Su Yu smiled faintly.
"It seems your ancestors need you to beg and do everything in your power to please them."
"But you don't know that my ancestors are different."
They fought because that was why their names shone through the pages of history!
My ancestors declared, "The Six Kings have fallen, and the Four Seas are one," laying the foundation for Huaxia's enduring legacy!
"The Xiongnu are not yet destroyed. How can I call a home my own?" They carried the Han flag to the ends of the earth!
"The shame of Jingkang is not yet avenged": they held no regrets to the very end!
"Since ancient times, who has escaped death? Let my loyal heart shine through the annals of history." They died with honor!
"This fiery blood has never cooled. These souls will always protect Huaxia."
"So I'm not the one 'invoking' the gods."
"All I have to do is tell our ancestors that the enemy is at our gates.
Even if their souls have vanished, their blood has grown cold, and their bodies have perished."
"Their swords will still leap from their scabbards and cut down every invader!"
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Theme: Gather our heroic spirits like stars, and illuminate the land of China so no night remains.
Are they Zhou Yu and Sun Ce near the prime minister?
Guess one, could it be Li Zhi and Wu Zhao?
I have done what I can do, and then I will leave it to future generations. Why should I care about whether it will eventually die? I can only decide what will happen when I am here, and cannot interfere after I leave. Then I must do what I can do, instead of giving up what I can do for what I can't do.
Ah ah ah, don't stop here, big, Modo Modo!
Do your best, destiny is mine!
Shall I go? ! Gemini! ! Crouching dragon and phoenix chick
I also want to say that you finally updated it. I almost thought this book was going to be abandoned.
At least take a day off and just disappear.
Speaking of whether the people near Shuhan are from Cao Wei or Soochow, then is the prime minister from Soochow or Cao Wei?
The combination [glasses] that complement each other naturally without the need for running-in is more likely to feel like mountains and rivers.
Are they Zhou Yu and Sun Ce near the prime minister?
Guess one, could it be Li Zhi and Wu Zhao?
I have done what I can do, and then I will leave it to future generations. Why should I care about whether it will eventually die? I can only decide what will happen when I am here, and cannot interfere after I leave. Then I must do what I can do, instead of giving up what I can do for what I can't do.
Ah ah ah, don't stop here, big, Modo Modo!
Do your best, destiny is mine!
Shall I go? ! Gemini! ! Crouching dragon and phoenix chick
I also want to say that you finally updated it. I almost thought this book was going to be abandoned.
At least take a day off and just disappear.
Speaking of whether the people near Shuhan are from Cao Wei or Soochow, then is the prime minister from Soochow or Cao Wei?
The combination [glasses] that complement each other naturally without the need for running-in is more likely to feel like mountains and rivers.