Platonic Formula

As soon as Zhao Huai opened his eyes, he realized that he had become the last crown prince of the Great Yan Dynasty. However, he wasn't excited about it because the Great Yan Dynasty had already perished. In the current world, the New Dynasty reigned supreme. He had fled south and settled down, becoming a small pawnshop owner. From being the crown prince of the Great Yan Dynasty to an unknown pawnshop owner, the only thing Zhao Huai could rely on was a golden copper coin he received when he first transmigrated here. By flipping the coin, he could receive instructions in his mind, know the outcome of things, and predict the fortune and misfortune he would face. 
In front of you is a mysterious ring. Do you accept it? The instruction you receive is "fortune." You accept the ring and obtain the destiny of "Good Fortune." In front of you is a marriage proposal. Do you agree to marry her? The instruction you receive is "misfortune." You choose to marry her and obtain the destiny of "Divine Insight." In the chaos caused by demons and monsters in the Central State, you have achieved great cultivation. Do you want to emerge from seclusion? The instruction you receive is "fortune." You defeat the demon lord with a single sword, shaking the world, and obtain the destiny of "Sword Saint."
As the New Dynasty was established, its foundation was unstable. Demons and monsters caused disturbances, and people's hearts were unsettled. The world was filled with countless bones, and small countries were on the brink of collapse. Foreign tribes on the border were watching closely. Even in this prosperous era, there were countless plagues. This was a world where cultivation was revered, and Zhao Huai knew that only by becoming an immortal could he protect himself. While the former officials of the Great Yan Dynasty were searching everywhere for the heir of the former dynasty, attempting to restore the nation and continue the imperial legacy of the Great Yan Empire, Zhao Huai said, "Restoring the nation? It'll not be too late for me to do that after I become an immortal."

Fated Cultivation: I Have Max-Level Divination Skills

The soldier guarding the gate, taken aback by his assertive manner, hesitated for a moment before calling for Song Zhishu.


Song Zhishu, being the grandson of Song Heqing, was young, energetic, and incredibly capable. He had been appointed to work alongside Zhao Huai, effectively serving in a role equivalent to that of a registrar.


In modern terms, he was similar to a secretary. However, being the secretary for the Crown Prince carried a lot of weight – many desired for this position but few were granted the opportunity.


Song Zhishu arrived at the city gate, facing the middle-aged man, he expressed in an emotionless voice: "I serve the Crown Prince. What news do you carry?"


The Crown Prince had always maintained that order came first. For someone like this, it would be a surprise if Song Zhishu showed any sign of goodwill.


Chapter 57: The General becomes King, takes command in times of crisis, and the Crown Prince receives the support of the people and their incense offerings_3