I Am King Zhou, the Human Emperor! Author: Fine Rain Softening Like Butter
Synopsis:
I've transmigrated to the Investiture of the Gods World, where Immortals were everywhere and only Golden Immortals could throw their weight around!
And I'm King Zhou, who just desecrated Goddess Nüwa at her temple?
Nine-tailed Fox Daji is about to enter the palace, the lords are on the verge of rebellion, and Xiqi is rising!
What did a disastrous start look like? This was it!
Should I spend the next twenty years drinking and making merry?
No! I'm going to make Man Will Conquer Heaven!
I'm the Human Sovereign of this age, the Human Emperor!
My fate and the fate of the Human Race aren't for All Gods and Buddhas to decide!
In the Great Shang Dynasty, deep within the Royal Palace in Chaoge City.
"Is the King spacing out again?"
"Yeah! It's been three days now. He's been like this the whole time. I don't know what to do!"
"Grand Tutor Wen isn't at court. Who knows who could talk the King around?"
"I've been in this world for three days. It's time to face reality! But this start is downright disastrous!"
He was a transmigrator. After arriving in this world for no apparent reason three days ago, he still remembered the scene vividly.
Everywhere he looked, he saw pale, bare flesh. For a moment, he thought he'd arrived in Heaven.
When he looked around, he found countless beautiful women by his side, along with Pools of Wine and Forests of Meat. It was extravagance beyond imagining.
It didn't take much thought to realize that his identity in this world must be extraordinary. Otherwise, how could he enjoy such luxuries?
But when memories of the past surfaced in his mind, he could no longer feel happy.
His identity in this world really was extraordinary, because he was the King, and the whole world belonged to him.
Drunk with beauties in his arms, awake with the power of life and death!
With an identity like that, he'd had a perfect start. He didn't have to do a thing to be a winner in life.
But he was the King of the Great Shang Dynasty—and, even worse, the infamous King Zhou from history.
If he were merely a ruler of a fallen dynasty, there'd be nothing to fear. With the knowledge from his previous life, turning things around wouldn't be difficult.
At worst, he could govern diligently for a few decades. Perhaps he could even become a Revival Ruler and extend the Great Shang Dynasty's fortunes by several centuries.
But he soon learned from the memories in his mind that he had already gone to Nüwa Temple to make an offering and publicly written lewd verses.
The familiar plot made it clear: this wasn't some ordinary ancient world. It was the Investiture of the Gods World!
This was the Investiture of the Gods World, where Immortals were everywhere and only Golden Immortals could throw their weight around!
Dao Ancestor Hongjun had bestowed the Investiture of the Gods List, which was now in the hands of Sage Yuanshi Tianzun. The decision to confer divine titles in Heaven's name had already been made.
And that decision was tied to the succession of dynasties among the Human Race.
The Zhou would rise and the Shang would fall. Xiqi would flourish, destroy the Great Shang Dynasty, and establish the Zhou Dynasty. It was decreed by Heaven.
King Zhou's fate had already been set. How could an ordinary mortal like him oppose All Gods and Buddhas and change his own destiny?
And he had already desecrated Goddess Nüwa at her temple. Wasn't that just asking to die?
What did a disastrous start look like? This was it!
No matter how he looked at it, there was nothing he could do. Divine powers couldn't overcome fate, and how could mere human strength defy Heaven?
There was no hope. Even a Sage couldn't help him. He might as well lie down and wait to be buried!
"Your Majesty, you haven't held court for three days. The ministers must already be gossiping."
A gentle woman came to his side. It was Empress Jiang.
Empress Jiang was dignified and virtuous, gentle and generous. Even among the court officials, she was highly respected.
"Then let's hold court!"
At this point, whether he accepted it or not, he had to. From this moment on, he was Zi Shou, also known as Di Xin.
He made his way to the court and took his seat on the throne. The ministers immediately stepped forward to pay their respects.
"Greetings, Your Majesty!"
He had no mind to listen to what came next, because a voice was rumbling in his mind.
"Fortune gathers. The Hall of Heroes of the Human Emperors has officially opened!"
The Hall of Heroes of the Human Emperors? Was this the cheat every transmigrator got?
Over the past three days, he'd tried all sorts of things, but he hadn't gained the slightest thing.
He'd thought he had no cheat at all. He hadn't expected it to finally arrive after he went to court.
As he pondered this, a magnificent hall appeared in his mind.
The hall rose high into the clouds, suffused with a mysterious Dao aura. Just one glance made his blood feel as if it were boiling.
The hall's doors were tightly shut. He walked up and pushed against them, but they didn't budge.
However, the moment his hand touched the doors, a message flooded into his mind.
"The Hall of Heroes of the Human Emperors contains the legacies of countless Human Emperors from the All Heavens and Myriad Realms. Every one of these Emperors has, without exception, served the Human Race..."
Some had fought with their blood and lives to protect the Human Race; some had helped it flourish; others had achieved undying feats...
Only people like them could be called Human Emperors!
In the Investiture of the Gods World, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors who suppressed the Human Race's fortune in Fire Cloud Cave were unquestionably Human Emperors.
The Hall of Heroes of the Human Emperors was a place where countless Human Emperor legacies from the All Heavens and Myriad Realms gathered.
These legacies included not only cultivation techniques, but also ways to develop the Human Race and ensure the everlasting prosperity of the Human Path.
The reason he could enter the Hall of Heroes of the Human Emperors was simple: he was the current Human Sovereign.
As the current Human Sovereign, he could gather the Human Race's fortune and receive the protection of the Human Path's will!
But his current situation was rather unusual, and it was all because he had written those lewd verses at Nüwa Temple.
He had angered the Holy Mother of Humanity and been spurned by the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors. His own fortune was steadily crumbling.
If he hadn't gone to court today and stirred a trace of response from the Human Path's fortune, he wouldn't have been able to open the Hall of Heroes of the Human Emperors at all.
But now he was in an awkward position. With his fortune collapsing, he couldn't even open the doors.
According to the message he'd just received, the Hall of Heroes of the Human Emperors had nine layers, each of which had to be unlocked in order.
The requirement for unlocking them was the strength of the Human Path's fortune. The stronger the fortune, the more layers he could open.
It went without saying that the higher the layer, the more powerful the legacy it contained.
Of course, he couldn't even open the First Layer's doors right now, so there was no point thinking that far ahead.
"Looks like I need to come up with a plan as soon as possible. I have to turn this situation around!"
What was the situation now?
He had desecrated Goddess Nüwa and was already seen by others as a debauched and tyrannical ruler.
On top of that, seventy-two lords in the North Sea had rebelled, and Grand Tutor Wen was currently leading troops to suppress them.
In the eyes of many, he was already a ruler of a fallen dynasty.
If they had a choice, who would want to become a ruler of a fallen dynasty?
Now that he had a chance to change his fate, he naturally had to take a gamble.
The worst possible ending couldn't be any worse than this. He might as well take a chance—what if he succeeded?
The most important thing now was to turn the situation around as quickly as possible and unlock the First Layer of the Hall of Heroes of the Human Emperors.
How could he turn the situation around?
His gaze swept across the ministers, and he saw disappointment on the faces of several of them.
Just now, his mind had been immersed in the Hall of Heroes of the Human Emperors. To the ministers, it clearly looked as if he hadn't been paying attention.
He couldn't even pay attention during court. If that didn't make him a foolish ruler, what did? With a monarch like that, what hope could the Great Shang have?
Just then, a minister stepped forward and announced in a clear voice, "Your Majesty, Marquis Su Hu of Ji Province has brought his daughter to offer her as an apology. He is waiting outside!"
Marquis Su Hu of Ji Province had rebelled against the Great Shang because he was dissatisfied with the current King's tyranny. But his strength was insufficient, so in the end, he could only offer his daughter as an apology.
"What do you all think should be done with Su Hu?"
He kept a calm expression, but inside he was panicking. Marquis Su Hu of Ji Province's daughter—wasn't that Daji?
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