A Thousand Years of National Fortune
"I want to do it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Feng embraced Hongjun and began to do something indescribable.
Chaoge, the imperial city.
Above the golden palace, Di Xin, clad in a dragon robe, exuded majesty and awe.
This time, the Western Religion has suffered a complete loss.
The mountains of spirit rice and the rivers of silk were all bestowed away by Di Xin with a wave of his hand in the blink of an eye.
"By my decree, distribute sacred rice and silk to all the people of Chaoge!"
The imperial decree caused an uproar throughout the entire Chaoge City.
The people spread the news, holding the rice that emitted a faint spiritual light in their hands and stroking the smooth, water-like silk, their eyes filled with tears of excitement.
This is a divine artifact!
Ordinary people would never see one in their entire lives.
And now, His Majesty has bestowed all these divine treasures upon them!
Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!
A roar like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing down echoed from every corner of Chaoge City, soaring straight into the Yunxiao.
Visible to the naked eye, streams of crimson willpower rose from the heads of the people and surged wildly into the golden dragon of destiny above Chaoge.
The golden dragon was already majestic and extraordinary, but now, with the support of the massive popular sentiment, its body grew even larger, its scales became even more dazzling, and its dragon might became even more boundless!
The Shang Dynasty's fortunes were more stable than ever before!
Prime Minister Shang Rong stood below the throne, his old face flushed with excitement. He bowed deeply to Di Xin, who sat high on the dragon throne.
"Your Majesty! Today, the people of our Great Shang Dynasty are of one mind and all are devoted to us. Our fortunes are growing ever stronger, all thanks to Your Majesty and the Saint Father!"
Even the supreme Di Xin, Emperor Xin, showed a deep sense of reverence when the words "Saint Father" were mentioned.
Deep within the imperial city lies the Quiet Heart Garden.
Serene and elegant, imbued with a spiritual aura.
Nuwa, dressed in palace attire, looked at Empress Jiang, who stood respectfully before her, and instructed, "Although the people of the Shang Dynasty are currently at peace, those two from the Western Religion will not let this go easily and will surely make moves in secret. As the Queen Mother of the Shang Kingdom and a descendant of the Human Race, you must quickly master the <Kun Yuan Scripture> to enhance your strength so that you can assist Di Xin and protect the Human Race."
A resolute glint flashed in Empress Jiang eyes. She took a deep breath and nodded solemnly.
"Your Empress, rest assured, I will never fail Your Empress and the Human Race's expectations!"
Nuwa nodded slightly, her gaze drifting towards the outside of the garden. "Very well."
She murmured to herself, then casually waved her hand.
In an instant, the sky above Quiet Heart Garden changed color.
Endless auspicious clouds gathered out of thin air, transforming into a seven-colored Auspicious Cloud that enveloped the entire Chaoge.
The vast and boundless power of creation, like a celestial river flowing backward, poured down and merged into the golden dragon of the Yin Shang Dynasty dynasty's destiny.
Hold head high--!
The golden dragon of fortune let out a deafening roar, and its already bulging body expanded once more, radiating golden light and almost becoming tangible.
The wisps of calamity clinging to it were mostly dispersed by this immense power!
Nuwa used her powers to extend the Yin Shang Dynasty's national fortune by another thousand years.
Amidst the pervasive spiritual energy, the exotic flowers and rare herbs within the Quiet Heart Garden seemed to have received a tremendous blessing, growing wildly.
The once withered branches and fallen leaves instantly came back to life.
Empress Jiang stood below the steps, witnessing firsthand this earth-shattering power, and was utterly shocked.
Her knees buckled, and she knelt down, bowing deeply before Nuwa's figure, "Your Empress is merciful; Human Race is fortunate indeed!"
Nuwa flicked her sleeve, and a gentle force lifted her up. She sighed softly, "This is the destiny that Human Race deserves, but a great calamity is inescapable. The road ahead remains fraught with peril, and we must proceed with extreme caution."
After saying that, her figure quietly disappeared.
At the same time that Nuwa was casting her spell.
Strange phenomena suddenly occurred in the sycamore grove Chaoge City.
Chirp--!
A high-pitched, resonant Phoenix Cry cry, piercing the heavens, suddenly rang out!
Then came the second sound, the third sound...
Nine phoenix Phoenix Cry rang out, each one louder than the last, their clear and melodious calls resounding throughout heaven and earth!
The next moment, a seven-colored divine bird with a wingspan of a hundred feet, trailing its magnificent tail feathers, soared into the sky.
The divine bird circled around Chaoge City, round and round.
For three whole days, the divine bird did not land, and the Phoenix Cry never ceased.
The people of Chaoge had never witnessed such a miracle. They all put down their work, rushed out of their homes, and knelt down in devout worship before the sacred phenomenon in the sky, calling out to the divine bird and praising the Great Shang.
"The auspicious saying that the Phoenix Cry's cry heralds prosperity spread like wildfire throughout the entire Human Race territory in an instant."
When the news reached the palace, Prime Shang Rong all the civil and military officials to gather once again in the Golden Hall, their faces flushed and filled with excitement.
"Your Majesty! The Phoenix Cry Chaoge, its nine notes shaking heaven and earth, and a divine bird circled the capital for three days without landing! This is an unprecedented auspicious omen! It is Heaven's blessing upon our Great Shang, ensuring the eternal continuation of our dynasty for ten thousand generations!"
Di Xin sat upright on the dragon throne, listening to the faint sound of Phoenix Cry echoing outside the palace, and feeling the surge of Human Emperor power within him. He was overjoyed and filled with boundless pride.
"Good! Good! Good!"
He said "good" three times in a row and suddenly stood up.
"Issue an imperial decree! A general amnesty is granted! The whole world rejoices! Taxes are reduced or exempted for three years!"
Kunlun Mountain, Jade Void Palace.
It exudes an ethereal aura, impervious to all magic.
Just as the Phoenix Cry Chaoge in Chaoge, Yuanshi suddenly opened his eyes.
"Sigh, things are in chaos. Oh well, the script is set, let's just act according to the will of Heaven."
After signing the Investiture of the Gods, Hongjun briefly told them some things.
The Investiture of the Gods Calamity was both a calamity and an opportunity.
They will naturally come to understand the profound meaning of the Great Tribulation in the future.
Guangchengzi, Chijingzi, True Man Taiyi, and the other Twelve Golden Immortals sensed their master's emotional fluctuations and bowed in unison, their expressions solemn.
"Master, has there been a change in the Investiture of the Investiture of the Gods?" Guangchengzi, as the eldest disciple, stepped forward and asked cautiously.
"The fortunes of the Yin Shang Dynasty have increased dramatically, and the rise of Xiqi may be subject to change. We need to make plans as soon as possible."
The Yuanshi echoed throughout the Jade Void Palace.
The Twelve Golden Immortals felt a chill run down their spines and bowed again in unison.
"We are willing to heed Master's Imperial Decree!"
Meanwhile, at the Eight Views Palace.
Laozi Tzu sighed softly, "This action goes against the tide; though it is compassionate, it only muddies the waters further..."
The West, Mount Sumeru.
This place is completely different from the celestial atmosphere of the East; it exudes a sense of desolation and bleakness everywhere.
Zhunti, holding the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, paced back and forth, his face ashen.
"Senior Sister! Nuwa is going too far! The fate of the Yin Shang Dynasty dynasty shouldn't be like this! She's openly defying the heavens; we can't stand idly by!"
Jieyin slowly opened his eyes, his voice hoarse as he said, "The will of Heaven has changed; it's not solely Nuwa's doing..."
Zhunti gave Jieyin, then a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.
"Senior sister, now that the Heavenly secrets are in chaos, it is our chance to fish in troubled waters!"
Upon hearing this, Jieyin slowly nodded, "The destiny of heaven is changing; a person destined for tribulation will enter the world..."