The Water Essence Tribulation had temporarily come to an end. Shun had no mind to handle the remaining trifles. He knew that the position of Human Emperor would be difficult for him to pass on, and only by seizing the time to cultivate diligently could he follow the proper path.
Yao had abdicated in his favor back then. If he could achieve something, he might still have a chance to contend for it. But with matters now stalled in the middle, the position of Human Emperor would ultimately have to remain firmly in the hands of Xuanyuan's main lineage.
However, even if it was passed to Xuanyuan's main lineage, Shun, as Human Emperor, still had the right to choose how it would be passed on.
There were plenty of candidates for Human Emperor. In any case, Shun intended to choose the one most pleasing to his eye.
Suddenly, footsteps sounded outside the hall. Gun, clad in a mud-soaked robe, strode into the palace.
He held a map of the Human Clan's mountains and rivers. The veins of its landscapes were clearly marked upon the scroll, and faint sounds of surging waves seemed to echo amid the ink.
Shun raised his eyes, his gaze brimming with amusement. As Human Emperor, how could he possibly handle every matter himself?
"Gun, I respectfully wish the Human Emperor peace and good health."
Gun bowed. It could only be said that the grand promise Shun had painted for him was enticing enough—the position of Human Emperor.
Shun slowly raised a hand, signaling Gun to rise. His fingertips tapped lightly against the armrest of the throne. "Gun, govern the waters well for me. I will give serious consideration to the position of Human Emperor."
Gun abruptly raised his head, a trace of astonishment flashing through his