Niu Village, Great Qin’s imperial tomb. 

With a thought, the imperial tomb was restored to its original shut state as if nothing had happened. 

Qin Yu turned around and looked behind him. 

Cloud Mist Taoist flew over and bowed respectfully, “Greetings, Lord.”

Qin Yu said, “You are about to die.”

Cloud Mist Taoist nodded, “It is all thanks to that being that I have been able to live until today. If not, I would have died a long time ago.

“I have no more regrets in this life.”

He looked at Qin Yu and his lips moved slightly but he remained quiet.

Qin Yu said, “She is not around.”

Cloud Mist Taoist’s eyes dimmed slightly and he bowed, “I was asking for too much, please do not get offended.” He stood up and breathed in deeply, “I am about to die, but Great Qin cannot do without a national advisor. Lord, you will have to make a decision.”

A young man’s face suddenly appeared in Qin Yu’s mind and his heart skipped a bit. He suddenly realized where the sense of familiarity came from. 

After a moment of silence, Qin Yu said, “Follow me.”

Waving his sleeve, he brought Clouds Mist Taoist and they disappeared. 

They appeared in a city.

Qin Yu walked forward...