Primordial: Yang Jian Becomes a Saint, and I, His Master, Can't Keep Lying Low — Part 43

Having said that, he walked toward the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow. Yet just as his hand was about to touch it, an aura suddenly erupted.

Hou Yan's expression changed, and he hurriedly retreated. Golden light gradually gathered, and a figure appeared before the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow.

How Did Di Xin Become an Immortal?

Chaoge!

Ever since Di Xin had ascended the throne, he had governed diligently, and prosperity could be seen throughout the land.

Yet Di Xin was far from satisfied with such circumstances. For an ordinary dynasty, this would naturally have been more than enough.

But what Di Xin held in his heart was the framework of a sacred dynasty. What he wanted to establish was a sacred dynasty.

However, establishing a sacred dynasty was no simple matter. Though Di Xin already had a blueprint in mind, he was still missing a crucial step.

That was the Nine Great Cauldrons that Yu the Great had once used in his Flood Control to stabilize the realm.

It had to be said that Li Jing truly was a capable man. Though he had only just begun, he had already uncovered some clues.

But it would still take quite some time to place all Nine Great Cauldrons intact before Di Xin.

Even so, Di Xin had already received the blessing of Dynastic Fortune, and his cultivation speed had increased severalfold.

Early in the morning, Di Xin was meditating in the garden.

Since Di Xin had issued instructions long ago, not a single person was present in the entire garden.

Suddenly, a wave of energy burst from within his body. Di Xin abruptly opened his eyes and sprang into the air.

He could not help throwing back his head and letting out a long howl, his face filled with delight.

After calming down, he fixed his gaze in a certain direction and directly knelt in worship.

If anyone had witnessed this scene, their jaw would surely have dropped.

After all, Di Xin was now the sovereign of the human race. Every human had to kneel upon seeing him—so what sort of status could the person who made him kneel possibly possess?

"Master, did you see it? Your disciple has broken through. I am now in the Golden Immortal realm."

Di Xin spoke excitedly. He did not know whether Chen Changsheng could sense it, but at this moment, all he wanted was to immediately share his joy with Chen Changsheng.

Who knew how long he knelt there? Only when a pale fish-belly white began to appear on the horizon did Di Xin slowly rise.

"Master, rest assured. I will cultivate diligently and establish a sacred dynasty. I will not bring shame upon you, Elder."

"Great King! Something has happened!"

Just as Di Xin stepped out of the garden, a figure appeared before him.

"What is it?"

Di Xin frowned and asked the newcomer in a deep voice.

"Recently, several mysterious forces have inexplicably appeared near Great Shang. Their appearance is exceedingly strange—we did not detect even the slightest trace of them!"

Di Xin's gaze shifted at those words.

Several unknown forces had appeared near Great Shang. This was no small matter.

Moreover, their intentions were unclear. If their target was Great Shang, they could very well destroy his foundation in one fell swoop.

"Have these forces made any unusual moves?"

"They have not taken any other action for now, but they have all been deliberately making things difficult for the people of Great Shang. I fear they have come with ill intent!"

"Deliberately making things difficult! Whether they came with ill intent or not, they are clearly trying to create problems for us. Send people at once to investigate their backgrounds!"

Di Xin stroked his chin. Several guesses had already surfaced in his mind.

"Yes!"

The attendant answered softly, then looked at Di Xin in confusion.

"Great King, who would be most suitable to handle this matter?"

Di Xin frowned. Although he had taken over Great Shang, he was not particularly familiar with its talented people, and for the moment, he did not know whom to send.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up as someone came to mind. "Our dynasty's Grand Preceptor Wen is not currently in Chaoge, correct? Pass down the order: have Grand Preceptor Wen set out immediately. He must uncover the truth of this matter in the shortest possible time!"

At this moment, news of Great Shang had also reached Haotian's ears in the Heavenly Court.

Haotian's expression did not change in the slightest after hearing it. "That boy Di Xin originally possessed great talent. What a pity he has revealed himself too much!"

Yaochi's expression shifted upon hearing Haotian's words. "Why does Your Majesty say so? Is it not merely a few minor ripples in the mortal realm?"

Haotian burst into laughter. "You do not know this. The moment that boy Di Xin became an immortal, he had already touched upon those Saints' bottom line. Do you think those Saints will allow him to grow?"

Yaochi was startled. "Your Majesty means that several great Saints deliberately orchestrated this matter in order to deal with that boy Di Xin? But Di Xin has already become an immortal, and those Saints cannot possibly act openly. What will they do?"

Haotian narrowed his eyes. "Once an immortal becomes king, he will undoubtedly gain Dynastic Fortune upon himself. Dynastic Fortune aids his cultivation, while his long life grants Dynastic Fortune limitless possibilities. The two complement each other—by then, even the fortune of Saints may be seized!

"But the rise and fall of dynasties in the mortal realm is an utterly ordinary matter. They cannot deal with that boy Di Xin directly, but overthrowing a newly risen dynasty is an exceptionally easy thing!"

Yaochi fell into thought after hearing Haotian's words. "Your Majesty, have you considered how Di Xin became an immortal? Is it possible that someone stands behind him?"

Could There Be a Saint Supporting Di Xin from Behind?

The person behind him!