History Has Fallen Ill-Chapter 99 : Silver Emperor! White Sakura’s Undying Divine Material

Chapter 99: Silver Emperor! White Sakura’s Undying Divine Material
Jiang Yan had previously seen Xu Huangzhi’s Silver Law Lamp, and it gave him an instant déjà vu of the Lamp-Igniting Method.
The transcendent trait condensed by the Silver Law Cultivator—why was it not saber, spear, sword, or halberd seal, but rather…
A lamp?
Was this some commonly seen magical artifact?
Meanwhile, Jiang Yan held the final chapter of the Lamp-Igniting Method—Lamp of Divinity.
The other chapters of Essence and Qi had already been lost within the Historical Long River, whereabouts unknown.
No one knew what kind of powers they each possessed.
Especially within Buddhism, subduing a dragon represented calming the “Heart Fire,” suppressing desire and wrath; subduing a tiger calmed “Liver Qi,” dispersing impulsiveness and anger.
To subdue both dragon and tiger was to attain great fearlessness and enlightenment, capable of breaking all methods.
It was hard not to suspect that the origin of the Silver Law Lamp, capable of shattering myriad laws, was one of these two.
Only by gathering all three chapters of Essence, Qi, and Spirit could one attain the true inheritance of immortals and gods—the supreme Dao scripture.
Regarding this question, Xu Huangzhi also had no knowledge.
So, Jiang Yan devoured him using his Dark Tendrils, transforming him into a descendant, and began browsing through the information, but still found nothing.
During this process, Jiang Yan consulted the descendant of the Lamp-Igniting Method—Ash Lamp—and the answer he received was...
【Xu Huangzhi’s soul is quite suitable as lamp oil; it can burn for a very long time.】
As for the traces of the Essence and Qi Lamps, it too could not determine.
Either they had no relation to the Lamp-Igniting Method and merely looked similar...
Or—the origin had yet to be discovered!
Much like the scattered seeds of the Primordial Heavenly Gourd, they were merely lower-tier feedstock, insufficient for deducing the source.
Only by finding high-level descendants like the Postnatal Five Elements Heavenly Gourd Vine could one possess part of the path.
“The water of the Silver Dynasty is getting deeper and deeper.”
Jiang Yan’s lips curled slightly upward, feeling even more challenged. He began operating the method of Law Cultivation. Having a foundation in Silver Dragon-Tiger Qi, the process was smooth, and he quickly condensed a Silver Law Lamp.
The silver flame blazed fiercely.
However, within just a few seconds, it was devoured by the Ash Lamp. Within the golden flame, a wisp of silver flame appeared, like a wick.
Jiang Yan absorbed the previously purchased silver. His Law Cultivation realm soared, rapidly breaking through to Mid-stage Foundation Establishment.
Boom!
Within his body, the Dragon Qi and Tiger Qi achieved balance. The union of dragon and tiger transformed into a unique mercury-alchemical gold core, radiating brilliance like a great sun suspended in the air.
Normally, the Silver Dynasty’s Body Cultivation and Law Cultivation could not be interchanged.
Silver Tiger Qi tempered the body, merging the soul into the flesh, rendering one immune to all evils. Yet it was so heavy it couldn’t leave the body to condense into a Silver Law Lamp.
Similarly, overly strong Silver Dragon Qi would suppress the growth of Tiger Qi, making it impossible to further fortify the body.
Given the time to temper one’s body, it was better to grab a Body Cultivator and refine them into a defensive magical treasure—faster and more effective.
But Jiang Yan cultivated skills through his descendants, who bore the cost.
The debt of the father is paid by the son!
“After the balance of Dragon-Tiger Qi, the Lawbreaking effect actually doubled. Indeed, the harmony of dragon and tiger, advancing side by side, is the correct path!”
Jiang Yan was not surprised—on the contrary, he somewhat expected it.
The Body Cultivator was devoured by the Law Cultivator.
But if the Law Cultivator was not the source, then who did the devouring?
The answer was self-evident.
But until now, not even Chen Shui knew who the emperor of the Silver Dynasty truly was.
Even within Xu Huangzhi’s memory, his name remained unknown—only the era title was known: 【Heaven’s Gift】.
He was reverently called the Silver Emperor!
Recently, the Coffin Spirit went online to research burial specifications, and along the way, browsed Ming Dynasty history. He asked in confusion, “There were sixteen emperors in the Ming Dynasty, plus the emperor of Southern Ming—none seem to have this era title or posthumous name.”
Jiang Yan nodded slightly. Judging purely by the literal meaning, it implied everything of the Silver Dynasty was bestowed by heaven?
Or that the emperor descended from the heavens?
Then—who was this heaven?
“Could it be that old Daoist Jiajing? If it’s him, at best he’s a white crane with silver dragon scales. Now he seems to be playing Werewolf Kill.
But the gentry in Jiangnan being so active doesn’t match the temperaments of either Hongwu or Yongle. Then again, mutation factors can’t be ruled out…”
Jiang Yan shook his head, no longer dwelling on it. He continued, “Compared to the Silver Dynasty’s internal and external troubles, the White Sakura within this seems equally unusual.”
From Xu Huangzhi’s memory, he had obtained a key piece of intelligence.
“Master, is White Sakura of the Silver Dynasty real?” the Coffin Spirit asked curiously.
The Shadow-Eating Serpent and Three-Headed Flood Dragon came over as well.
They didn’t care how difficult the Diseased Domain was—they simply wanted to help ease their master’s burdens.
Little Heavenly Ghost rubbed its head against Jiang Yan’s hand.
Jiang Yan smiled, patted its head, and said, “Zhao Yinman’s notebook mentioned that Diseased Domains of similar historical depth and close distance can project onto each other, even devour and merge, causing their levels to rise.
White Sakura, a nation rooted in the Tianxia cultural sphere, shared deep historical ties with Tianxia. The anchor point was close, making it more susceptible to being devoured by a higher-level civilization.
For example, the Silver Dynasty acted like a huge magnet, directly absorbing a portion of White Sakura’s Diseased Domain from the same era, forming a projection that either completed this section of history or simply absorbed the entire Diseased Domain into the Silver Dynasty.
After all, they were like a small tributary diverging from the Historical Long River of Tianxia. The ancestor eating the grandchild is quite natural.”
“Doesn’t that mean they helped solve White Sakura’s Diseased Domain trouble?”
The Coffin Spirit felt that was far too generous to White Sakura!
“It’s not that simple. Though the Diseased Domain was absorbed, it wasn’t conquered by a History Walker. The corresponding mutations weren’t eliminated. It’s like someone with cancer suddenly losing their limbs—can you call that a cure? It only worsens things.”
Jiang Yan shook his head, a playful look in his eyes: “This led to White Sakura’s History Walkers having a hard time sneaking into this historical depth. They either encounter official history Diseased Domains that are missing and distorted, nearly indistinguishable from wild history…
Or they run into a vacuum zone where deeper Diseased Domains float up. Just leaving the novice village, they encounter top-tier monsters, leading to a sky-high death rate.
Most critically, White Sakura’s system is not like Tianxia’s orthodoxy. It’s hard to grasp victory from the fire and temper true gold. Their path fused Shinto and Shamanic systems, devouring monster blood to become their kin, or serving eight million gods. One can’t call them foolish—it’s simply the optimal local adaptation.
Encountering powerful monsters early on is beneficial—their bloodline caps are higher—but they are also crushed beneath them, making it hard to rise through ranks. The risk skyrockets. Though many geniuses emerged, the returns fell far short of the risks.”
The Coffin Spirit suddenly realized and said, “No wonder the nations within the Tianxia cultural sphere hate the Tianxia Alliance so much.”
They couldn’t win in the real world, couldn’t develop as fast as the Tianxia Alliance, and now even their Diseased Domains were being absorbed by the Historical Long River of Tianxia. The inheritance and benefits went to the Tianxia people, while they were left with the side effects.
Most crucially—protesting was useless.
Who told your Diseased Domains to be so unruly, running around everywhere and throwing themselves in?
easy Diseased Domain!
“吼吼吼！”
Beside him, the Three-Headed Flood Dragon nodded all three of its heads, indicating that it understood too.
In truth, it hadn’t understood a thing, but it couldn’t let itself seem dumber than the Coffin Spirit.
Little Heavenly Ghost raised a doubt: “Gulu.”
Was it possible to sever culture or history in the real world?
“What you just said—there’s an example in the real world.”
Jiang Yan thought of something, and his expression became strange as he said:
“The Sticks… over in South Goryeo, from ancient times to now, have been overly fond of stealing culture and fabricating false history, which led to their Historical Long River being in extreme chaos.
Then a few years ago, some genius suggested that they should imitate the Wild History Club—use national belief to steal foreign culture, indirectly influencing the tributaries of the Historical Long River, shaping a mutated history as the Nation of All Nations, and creating an invented ancestor. That way, the History Walkers of the Sticks could easily ascend.
At the time, the Tianxia Alliance even advised them not to mess around. But they muted communication and refused to talk. When they finally made contact again—it was to plead for aid.
They did indeed influence the tributaries of the Historical Long River, but what they got wasn’t Wild History—it could only be described as... Dog History.”
“？？？”
The Coffin Spirit, Three-Headed Flood Dragon, and Little Heavenly Ghost all looked curious.
Jiang Yan explained, “Unlike the Wild History Club, where every member is a top-tier genius blessed by the Great King of Desire and wielding all sorts of mysterious powers...
The massive, messy beliefs flooded the Historical Long River, but instead of calming the tributaries and reducing the instance difficulty as imagined, they linked to all sorts of bizarre Diseased Domains—many even more absurd than Wild History. One could only say it was a pile of… ahem.
The Bureau of Historical Revision didn’t even have enough people, so of course they refused to assist. Goryeo’s probability of being flooded by the Diseased Domain into the real world multiplied several times, and the losses in recent years were immense.
Still, it wasn’t without gains. The Sticks served as a reverse example to warn all nations: do not casually interfere with the Historical Long River—it only worsens the disease. Sadly, it was the History Walkers over there who suffered. Their Diseased Domains were not only harder and less rewarding, but also irritating.”
“Hahahaha, that’s just too dumb!” The Coffin Spirit laughed heartily while holding its coffin lid.
The Three-Headed Flood Dragon became curious—did this Dog History contain dragon-type creatures?
If there were, how did they taste?
“Gulu?”
Little Heavenly Ghost tilted its head, asking its master if there were any anomalies in White Sakura.
Everyone else just wanted to hear stories—only it truly wanted to solve its master’s troubles.
“？”
The Coffin Spirit slowly raised a question mark.
The Three-Headed Flood Dragon was also baffled on all three faces.
Everything had been going fine—how did they suddenly become the clowns?
Who was that line directed at?
But since Little Heavenly Ghost had always acted adorably, they thought perhaps it just spoke without thinking, not meaning anything by it.
“It was the Three-Headed Flood Dragon (and the Coffin Spirit) who taught it bad things.”
The Coffin Spirit and Three-Headed Flood Dragon silently thought to themselves.
“So obedient!”
Jiang Yan patted Little Heavenly Ghost on the head and said with a smile:
“Xu Huangzhi—or rather, the Jiangnan gentry interest group represented by the Xu Family behind him—was conducting trade with White Sakura. Raising bandits to strengthen themselves, exchanging the blood of commoners for silver mines and Longevity Medicine.”
“Longevity Medicine? Then congratulations to Master’s grandfather—he can extend his life again? As expected, Master is truly blessed!”
The Coffin Spirit recalled that Master had long been seeking life-extending items. Now there was finally a lead. It immediately flattered him to maintain its “divine favor.”
However, Jiang Yan shook his head and continued, “The key is, this Longevity Medicine wasn’t refined—it was borne.”
“What’s the difference?” The Coffin Spirit was confused.
The Three-Headed Flood Dragon didn’t understand either—it was just born recently and didn’t know much about the real world. Its three CPUs weren’t enough.
At this moment, Little Heavenly Ghost gave the answer: “Gulu.”
Undying Divine Material!