Primordial Chaos: Yang Jian Becomes a Saint, While I, His Master, Keep a Low Profile — Part 39

At this moment, Di Yi had no choice but to believe. When the Human Emperor Dharma Form appeared, even he felt an urge to prostrate himself in worship.

"My son, what is this Dharma Form of yours called?"

"Reporting to Father King, it is the Human Emperor Dharma Form!"

"Human Emperor Dharma Form, Human Emperor—hahaha, excellent! Worthy indeed of my son! Who would have thought that Great Shang would produce an immortal emperor!"

Di Yi burst into laughter, his face brimming with excitement.

"Our human race has long suffered oppression from all sides. Today, my son has become an immortal—this is a sign of our human race's rise! My son, return for now. Tomorrow morning, attend the court assembly!"

Di Yi patted Di Xin on the shoulder, his face full of contemplation.

Di Xin withdrew his Dharma Form, immediately bowed, then left the palace!

After Di Xin departed, Di Yi sat alone in his study for a long time. Then, he unfolded a sheet of paper and began to write.

After writing four large characters, he could not help nodding. On the paper were the words: Abdication Edict!

The next day, at the Great Shang court, civil and military officials gathered together.

Ordinarily, the morning court was nothing more than an utterly routine affair. Yet today, all the ministers sensed that something was amiss!

"Huh, who is that?"

The ministers quickly noticed a young man standing at the front of the court.

The man spoke to no one and made no other move. He merely stood there in silence.

"Huh, why does his back seem so familiar to me?"

All of a sudden, one minister let out a soft cry of surprise.

The others came to their senses as well. "Isn't that Young Master Di Xin? He's returned?"

At those words, everyone's expressions changed. They had long heard that Di Xin was deeply favored by Di Yi, the current king of the Shang Dynasty, and had already been designated as the heir.

The ministers were all sharp-nosed people. They had guessed that today's events were most likely closely tied to this Shang Dynasty Young Master who had just returned.

When the time was about right, Di Yi finally appeared before everyone.

Upon seeing Di Yi, everyone noticed that he looked especially relaxed today. There was even a faint smile on his face.

"Greetings, Great King!"

The ministers hurriedly bowed. Di Yi remained standing rather than taking his seat. "Rise, all of you!"

The ministers rose, while Di Yi had already turned his gaze toward Di Xin, who stood at the front.

Chapter 32: Di Yi Abdicates, Di Xin Takes the Throne

"Come here!"

He beckoned to Di Xin, who hurriedly bowed. "Yes!"

What was this about?!

The ministers were even more dumbfounded. What was happening today was truly rather strange.

"You are all ministers of the Shang Dynasty. Since I took charge of the Shang Dynasty, I have relied upon your support. After so many years, I am tired. I am weary. Today, I have decided to pass the throne to my son, Di Xin. From this day onward, he shall be the emperor of Great Shang!"

"What?!"

The moment those words were spoken, all the ministers below were stunned. Today was actually meant to announce the transfer of the throne—something none of them had expected.

"I have already written the Abdication Edict. Do any of you have objections?"

Di Yi's voice was calm, but his words carried an air that brooked no doubt.

"This humble minister shall obey the Great King's command!"

The ministers below all knew that Di Yi's abdication was already an established fact. How could they possibly object? At once, everyone bowed and answered.

Di Yi nodded, then pulled Di Xin over to the throne. "From now on, this seat is yours. This realm is yours as well. Your father believes in you!"

With that, he directly stepped down from the court. Since he had chosen to let go, he naturally had to trust him. This was the decision he had reached after pondering through the entire night.

Di Xin was initially filled with astonishment, but he quickly calmed down.

"Welcome, new king!"

The ministers bowed, and Di Xin immediately felt a surge of fortune upon his body steadily rising.

This was Dynastic Fortune!

Di Xin's heart jolted. Now that he had become emperor, the Dynastic Fortune would naturally rest upon him as well.

His cultivation also rose all the way, directly reaching the Golden Immortal realm!

Di Xin's expression shifted, then turned solemn!

"Where is Fei Zhong?!"

"Your servant is here!"

Fei Zhong trembled as he stepped forward. He had kept yesterday's events in mind all along. He had originally intended to wait a few days for Di Xin's anger to fade before explaining himself, but who would have thought that Di Xin would become emperor the instant he returned?

"You oppress the common people and act recklessly. Great Shang has no place for you today. Guards, drag him away and behead him!"