Suddenly, a warm and gentle voice reached Lu Mingyuan's ears.
He looked down to see Wen Sheng meeting his gaze.
The calm in his eyes, coupled with his words, offered Lu Mingyuan a measure of comfort.
"What do you mean by that?"
Lu Mingyuan asked.
Wen Sheng smiled faintly and continued via voice transmission, "The heavens are fixed, but people are alive."
"Celestial Destiny and Fortune, when you get down to it, is merely an inert thing. It must ultimately be entrusted to a person. If Your Majesty's power is great enough, you can vie for the destiny of other dynasties. This is not without precedent in history."
"Back then, the Grand Ancestor of Great Yan obtained the destiny of the Beiwei Dynasty, which is how he gradually unified the Northern Border."
"I remember when I was still the Great Zhou National Preceptor, I obtained a sliver of Celestial Destiny and Fortune from a certain dynasty, which ultimately extended the Great Zhou Dynasty's reign by two hundred years."
