History Has Fallen Ill

Chapter 53: Mythical Secret Treasure, God of the Old Testament

What a real dog!

Everyone silently cursed in their hearts.

Ba Lie didn’t care about the others’ gazes and clapped his hands with laughter. “Since you’ve advanced to the Foundation Establishment Stage, Jiang Yan, then there’s no need to worry about the impending Diseased Domain…”

“Ahem!”

Jiang Yan gave a soft cough. “Well… I was pulled into a Diseased Domain on the way back from the Dharma Assembly.”

As his voice fell,

Everyone’s eyes focused on him.

Since he came back safely, that meant he cleared it.

Ba Lie’s smile froze, a bad feeling rising in his heart. He asked:

“What’s the evaluation?”

Jiang Yan sighed, clasping his hands behind his back. He gazed at the azure sky, eyes filled with melancholy.

Ba Lie’s eyes lit up immediately, the corners of his mouth twitching as he tried to console him, “It’s okay, even if it’s Grade B or Grade C, it doesn’t affect the image you have in our hearts. You’ll do better next time.”

“Barely scraped a Grade A+ in the Turbid Stream.”

“Oh right, it was a Turbid Stream Grade A Diseased Domain.”

“?”

Ba Lie slowly typed out a question mark.

Didn’t expect it—one dog better than the next!

You call Grade A+ barely?

Then what are we? Livestock?

Ba Lie took out his phone to make a call, only to discover he’d already been blocked.

Pick up for me,

Otherwise, all I’ll hear is the sound of myself breaking down!

“Is this guy Doraemon’s pocket? How can he fit so much!”

Niu Tunan was stunned—two consecutive Grade A+, he wouldn’t dare dream of such a feat.

Yin Yiyi covered her mouth, praising, “So impressive!”

Zhao Yinman looked calm, tilted her head, and curiously asked, “That talisman money…”

“I’ll definitely pay you back next month!”

Before she finished speaking, Jiang Yan interrupted. His wallet was sensitive, and couldn’t bear to be scrutinized.

Zhao Yinman fell silent. She originally wanted to say that the talisman money could be a promotion gift—no need to repay.

Since Jiang Yan didn’t want it, then forget it.

It’s just… that Coffin Spirit is becoming more and more tempting… really makes one want to sleep.

Jiang Yan, unaware he had lost a stroke of fortune, looked toward Ba Lie and said, “Right, Director Ba, there’s another important matter I need to tell you.”

Ba Lie grew wary. “You didn’t stir up some big trouble again, did you? Don’t go too far—my heart can’t take much more.”

“No, it’s about the Eye of Gongyang.”

Jiang Yan relayed the intel he’d received from the Lady of the Mountain regarding Lord Gaoshan, altering a few details before sharing it with Ba Lie—including the treasure of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom.

It wasn’t that he was selfless and treated gold and silver like dirt.

Rather, he thought of the green aura Lord Gaoshan had planted in the souls of the monsters—clearly part of some hidden scheme.

There was also a mysterious human force in the real world cooperating with him, searching for the treasure.

By the time he accumulated enough points to exchange for the Eye of Gongyang, the treasure would likely have already been emptied.

It might even trigger a large-scale disaster in Jiangnan Province.

Rather than risk being targeted by two Ancient Talisman level foes, it was better to offer the intelligence to the Bureau of Historical Revision in exchange for points and resources.

He might even catch a ride later and sip some soup.

As for why he waited until now to mention it…

It made sense.

After all, it wasn’t until Fly Boy appeared that Jiang Yan confirmed the intel was real.

“Lady of the Mountain and Fly Boy’s appearances weren’t accidents—they’re related to Ancient Talisman-level monsters, and there are also forces from the real world involved. No wonder the Eye of Gongyang has been so frequently unstable. Jiang Yan, you’re going to earn a great merit this time.”

Ba Lie’s expression was grave as he looked at Jiang Yan and said:

“Actually, regarding this treasure, the Bureau has records. But since it’s never been found, it was suspected to be fake, so the related file was sealed.

I only know about it because I once carried out a related mission. In fact, the information you know is just the tip of the iceberg.”

“What do you mean?”

“Do you know why a treasure buried by an Ancient Talisman-level Gongyang figure could provoke such greed from a peer like Lord Gaoshan?”

Jiang Yan had also doubted this and voiced his suspicion: “This involves other major figures of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom. Gongyang was just following orders?”

A general, not even a king—how could he dare embezzle such an enormous treasure?

Most likely, it was a backup plan left by the various princes of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom.

“Very clever!”

Ba Lie nodded. “And this person—you’ve probably heard his name many times. He’s the founder of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, the Second Son of God, the ruler of Heavenly Capital…”

“The Heavenly King—Hong Xiuquan!”

“Why him?!”

Jiang Yan’s pupils trembled slightly. Even though he had tried to estimate as highly as possible, he never expected it to be the Heavenly King’s treasure.

“No, that doesn’t make sense. As the ruler of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, he had no reason to hoard treasure for himself. And when the Xiang Army broke through the Heavenly Capital, didn’t they loot all the valuables?”

Later in life, Hong Xiuquan became corrupted by power and sparked internal strife, leading to the collapse of the kingdom from within.

But in the early days, he and the other princes were all idealists. The early Taiping forces even embodied the ideals of great social harmony, winning the love of the people.

Even when the Heavenly Capital was besieged, the Heavenly King never considered surrendering until his death.

A person like that shouldn’t have hidden treasure.

Ba Lie explained, “Because this treasure wasn’t buried during Hong Xiuquan’s lifetime.”

“Not during his lifetime…”

Jiang Yan fell into thought, then exclaimed in surprise, “After the historical mutation!”

The real world’s historical record remained normal, but after a historical mutation, causes reversed into effects, impacting the present.

Eventually, over time, it could even replace true history and influence the future!

“Exactly!”

Ba Lie looked at him approvingly and continued, “The Taiping Heavenly Kingdom and the Corpse-Dissolution Court are submerged in the same depth of the historical long river. But the former is extremely mysterious, with only fragmented Diseased Domains surfacing.

Its true headquarters, the ‘Old Heavenly Capital’, aside from the name, has never appeared even once.

According to intel from the Bureau of Historical Revision, in the mutated history, the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom’s downfall wasn’t solely due to infighting. More importantly, God stopped responding to the Heavenly King. Without divine protection, their extraordinary foundation collapsed.

In the end, the Heavenly King died in the Heavenly Capital, and all treasures were scavenged—but among the treasure vault and countless corpses of the Taiping forces, not a single item related to God was found.”

Niu Tunan was astonished. “No way, I remember they followed a path related to God and the ancient Taiping Doctrine. They even managed to integrate both systems while also valuing technology.

They believed science was also a gift from God, giving rise to extraordinary tech—like the colossal Taiping Divine Soldier wrapped in burial shrouds, and secret arts that fused Old Testament angelic bloodlines…”

Ba Lie nodded. “That’s what puzzled us most. In the end, no traces of any God-path beings were found in the ruins of the Heavenly Capital. It was as if an invisible hand had erased everything.

That’s why a legend arose: the Heavenly King, knowing he could not defy fate, ordered a trusted confidant to hide the supreme blessings he had received from God, waiting for a new master to come.

Once obtained, one could enter the ‘Old Heavenly Capital’, make a wish to God, and establish a divine kingdom on earth.”

It all made sense now.

Because in this mutated world, God truly existed.

After the historical mutation, even a slight link to angels or God was a catastrophic threat.

Jiang Yan had originally thought the relevant historical anchor point was in the West, but now it seemed…

The true orthodoxy of God lay in the East?

A treasure imbued with God’s blessings,

Within the Tianxia Alliance, and even globally, had a unique name—

Mythical Secret Treasure.