My name is Huang Tian, ​​what the hell is this "Heaven is dead" nonsense?

Chapter 13 Immortal Touches the Top
Da da……

Light footsteps sounded as Huang Tian walked unhurriedly toward the Yellow Turban central army. Wherever he went, the crowd knelt down.

Soon, Zhang Jiao's chariot moved from the central army to within a hundred paces of Huang Tian. Despite being extremely weak and in pain, Zhang Jiao still managed to climb down from the chariot, gripping his nine-section staff. He staggered, almost falling, to Huang Tian and knelt down with utmost reverence.
"Jiao greets the Holy Venerable Huangtian!"

Beside him, Zhang Liang, wearing a yellow turban and armor, also knelt down, his head buried deep in the ground. "Liang pays respects to the Holy Venerable Huangtian!"

Seeing Zhang Jiao, the leader of hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban rebels, bow down before him, Huang Tian felt no sense of accomplishment, only a feeling of "fate".

If it weren't for Zhang Jiao leading the Yellow Turban Rebellion, their cry of "The Yellow Heaven shall rise" probably wouldn't have reached their ears, and the Yellow Heaven would naturally have had difficulty crossing over to them.

This is also one of the reasons why Huang Tian stood on the side of the Yellow Turban Army.

Fate, amazing.

He walked up to Zhang Jiao, his small stature only slightly taller than Zhang Jiao kneeling on the ground, which looked somewhat comical, but to countless Yellow Turban soldiers, it was an extremely sacred scene!
The Central Yellow One in the heavens, the Great Teacher on earth, the meeting of God and believers in this century!

Huang Tian looked down at Zhang Jiao, and his first words surprised everyone:
"You're dying."

Zhang Jiao's body trembled. He certainly didn't think that Huang Tian wanted to kill him, but rather that Huang Tian had seen that he was suffering from illness and his life was nearing its end.

He opened his mouth, but didn't utter the words of begging the Yellow Heaven God to save his life.

A god is a god. Even if he is a reincarnation of a god who descended to earth, he is still a deity who cannot be profaned.

Ordinary people are just ordinary people forever; even great sages and emperors of the Han Dynasty are still ordinary people.

Thousands of years later, the immortals and gods still exist with heaven and earth, but mortals have long since turned into a handful of yellow earth, scattered by the wind.

Zhang Jiao was unwilling to speak, and Zhang Liang dared not speak either; the latter were still in a daze at this point.

What he thought was a sure defeat turned out to be a miraculous turn of events, with divine intervention helping them easily defeat the Han army – a scenario he could never have imagined.

Even the scene of Emperor Guangwu "summoning" meteorites in the past is far less magical and absurd than today's.

Seeing that Zhang Jiao and Zhang Liang remained silent, Huang Tian then spoke his second sentence:
“In the dream of the Central Yellow Primordial Heaven, I entered the myriad realms and heard that believers in this realm were suffering from calamities and chanting my name. Therefore, I sent a part of my spirit to the world to break the calamities and spread the Tao.”

Zhang Jiao said sincerely, "Your Majesty, the people are suffering, and I had no choice but to rise up in rebellion. However, the Han court is too powerful, and I have suffered defeat after defeat. Fortunately, Your Majesty has come down to earth to save my people."

Huang Tian smiled slightly, stretched out his fair and delicate hand, and gently stroked Zhang Jiao's head.

The next moment, Zhang Jiao felt a cool, refreshing current travel from his head through his entire body, like withered grass being moistened by a heavy rain, and a sense of clarity and ease came from his decaying body.

"Thank you, Holy One!!" Zhang Jiao bowed his head even lower, speaking with heartfelt sincerity.

While maintaining the posture of an immortal touching his head, Huang Tian silently sensed the spiritual energy of the late Han Dynasty world.

Yes, this world also has spiritual energy. Although Huang Tian has no cultivation at this time, he can absorb spiritual energy through breathing exercises and then let a wisp of spiritual energy circulate in Zhang Jiao's body.

"Spiritual energy really can cure diseases..."

Huang Tian thought to himself that he treated Zhang Jiao for two reasons: first, because Zhang Jiao would be useful in the future; and second, to test the effects of spiritual energy on ordinary people and patients.

It is now confirmed that Reiki does indeed have the effects of healing the sick, saving lives, and strengthening the body.

After a dozen or so breaths, Huang Tian withdrew his small hand and calmly said, "Get up, all of you." "Yes, sir!"

Everyone stood up. Zhang Jiao felt the abundant vitality emanating from his body, and his heart was filled with joy, making him even more devout.

"Please, Your Majesty, enter the city to rest for a while," Zhang Jiao said, bowing his head.

"can."

Huang Tian took a step forward, with Zhang Jiao and Zhang Liang following closely behind him to guide him. The remaining leaders and chieftains also followed closely behind, leaving only some military officers to deal with the surrendered Han soldiers.

There was no other way; after the Yellow Heaven Saint Venerable descended to the mortal realm, it was of utmost importance to stay by his side, and the mere Han army was insignificant.

Upon entering the city, the elderly and weak of the Yellow Turbans knelt and worshiped in a chaotic manner once again. Huang Tian ignored them to avoid making them kneel for too long and went straight to the county government office in the city.

The county government of Guangzong City was not grand, and Zhang Jiao did not renovate or rebuild it after conquering Guangzong. However, it covered a large area, was planted with many flowers and trees, and had an antique charm, which was quite satisfactory.

In a brightly lit room, Huang Tian dismissed the rest of the people, leaving only Zhang Jiao behind.

"Your Majesty, is there anything you need? I will have it served to you."

Zhang Jiao spoke cautiously, knowing that the holy child before him was merely a spiritual manifestation of the "Yellow Heaven Holy Venerable," perhaps not transcending the mortal realm and requiring the offerings of ordinary people.

Huang Tian saw through his thoughts, "Food and beauty are like dust, which cultivators do not pursue. Although I have almost no cultivation and need to practice diligently every day, I do not need worldly things. You can serve me two meals a day."

"Yes." Zhang Jiao hesitated for a moment before asking, "I wonder how Your Majesty intends to deal with the Han army and the Han court?"

He had no doubt that Huang Tian was capable of destroying the entire Han Dynasty; after all, he was a reincarnation of a god!

He was just unsure of Huang Tian's plans and worried that his actions might not meet Huang Tian's expectations.

Huang Tian said, "Stop sending troops for now. Destroying the Han court is not something that can be done overnight. You should focus on reorganizing the Han troops who surrendered today and building up your strength."

With the surrender of over 10,000 elite Han soldiers, the Yellow Turban army's strength will surely increase significantly. At that time, Guangzong alone will have over 50,000 troops, plus Zhang Bao stationed in Xiaquyang, making the Yellow Turbans in Jizhou a total of 100,000!

With a force of 100,000, and with a little training, the troops of the commanderies and kingdoms within Ji Province would be utterly powerless to resist, and the Yellow Turban Army could easily take over the entire Ji Province.

"Jiao understands."

After Zhang Jiao left, Huang Tian walked around the room with his hands behind his back, looking at this and that, satisfying his curiosity a little before returning to his seat to calm himself down.

Upon arriving in the world at the end of the Han Dynasty, Huang Tian had two goals.

One option is to take advantage of the time difference between the late Han Dynasty world and Blue Star to quickly cultivate to the sixth level of Qi Refining in this world, and then "re-cultivate" on Blue Star. This would make the already extremely fast cultivation speed even faster.

Secondly, he wanted to try to unify the world. He had a feeling that leading the Yellow Turban Army to pacify the world would bring him considerable benefits. He didn't know what those benefits would be, but he didn't mind getting them.

Of course, after unifying the country, the people would naturally suffer less from the ravages of war, which was also one of the objectives.

"When poor, one should cultivate one's own virtue; when prosperous, one should benefit all under heaven. As the 'Zhonghuang Taiyi' who descended to earth, I have the ability to bring peace to the world and bring lasting peace to all people. Why not do it?"

With this thought flashing through his mind, Huang Tian entered a deep meditative state.

(End of this chapter)