I Am King Zhou, the Human Emperor!

I Am King Zhou, Human Sovereign! Author: Fine Rain Softening Like Butter

Synopsis:

Transmigrated into the Investiture of the Gods World, where Immortals walk the earth and only Golden Immortals can make the world tremble!

And he is King Zhou, who just desecrated Goddess Nüwa at the Nüwa Temple?

Nine-tailed Fox Daji is about to enter the palace, the various dukes are on the verge of rebellion, and Xiqi is gradually rising!

What is a catastrophic start? This is a catastrophic start!

Choose to live in a drunken stupor and enjoy the next twenty years?

No! He insists that man can conquer heaven!

He is the contemporary Human Sovereign, the Great Emperor of the Human Race!

His fate, and the fate of the human race, shall not be decided by the gods and buddhas in the sky!

Within the Royal Palace of Chaoge City, in the Shang Dynasty.

"The King is lost in thought again?"

"Indeed! It has been three days now, and he remains this way. We do not know what is to be done!"

"The Grand Tutor is not in the capital; who could possibly come to advise the King?"

"I have been in this world for three days now; it is time to face reality! But this start is truly catastrophic!"

He is a transmigrator. Ever since he inexplicably arrived in this world three days ago, he still remembers the scene vividly.

What met his eyes were pale, naked bodies; at that moment, he thought he had arrived in paradise.

Looking around, there were not only countless beauties by his side but also Pools of Wine and Forests of Meat—the height of extravagance.

He did not need to think to know that his status in this world was certainly not simple; otherwise, how could he enjoy such luxury?

However, once the memories of the past surfaced in his mind, he could no longer be happy.

His status in this world was indeed significant, for he was the King, and the entire world belonged to him.

Drunkenly sleeping on the knees of beauties, waking to wield the power of life and death!

With such a status, this was clearly a perfect start; he needed to do nothing to be a winner in life.

But he happened to be the King of the Shang Dynasty, and specifically, the infamous King Zhou of history.

If he were merely a ruler of a fallen state, it would not be terrifying; with the knowledge from his previous life, turning the situation around would not be difficult.

At worst, he could govern diligently for a few decades, perhaps becoming a Revival Ruler and extending the fate of the Shang Dynasty for several hundred years.

But he soon learned from the memories in his mind that he had already visited the Nüwa Temple to offer sacrifices and had written lewd poems in public.

Such a familiar plot clearly told him that this was not ordinary ancient history, but the Investiture of the Gods World!

This was the Investiture of the Gods World, where Immortals walk the earth and only Golden Immortals can make the world tremble!

The Dao Ancestor Hongjun bestowed the Investiture of the Gods List, which is held by the Saint Yuanshi Tianzun, and the matter of investing gods on behalf of Heaven has already been decided.

And this matter of investing gods on behalf of Heaven is tied to the dynastic transition of the human race.

The rise of Zhou and the fall of Shang, the rise of Xiqi, the destruction of the Shang Dynasty, and the establishment of the Zhou Dynasty—this is ordained by Heaven.

The fate of King Zhou has long been set; as a mere mortal, how could he fight against the gods and buddhas in the sky and change his own destiny?

Crucially, he had already desecrated Goddess Nüwa at the Nüwa Temple; how is this any different from seeking death?

What is a catastrophic start? This is a catastrophic start!

No matter how he thought about it, there was no way out. Divine power cannot overcome the heavenly mandate, and how can human effort defeat Heaven?

It is hopeless; even if a Saint came, it would be useless. Better to just bury him!

"My King, you have not held court for three days. I fear the ministers are already whispering among themselves!"

A gentle woman came to his side; it was Empress Jiang.

Empress Jiang was dignified, virtuous, and gentle; she was highly regarded even within the court.

"Then let us hold court!"

Since things have come to this, he must accept it whether he likes it or not. From this moment on, he is Zi Shou, also known as Di Xin.

He walked all the way to the throne room and sat upon the throne, and the ministers immediately stepped forward to pay their respects.

"We pay our respects to the King!"

He had no heart to pay attention to the following words, for a voice was rumbling in his mind.

"Fate energy condensed, the Hall of Heroes of the Human Emperors is officially opened!"

Hall of Heroes of the Human Emperors? Is this the cheat code essential for a transmigrator?

During these past three days, he had tried many methods, but had gained nothing.

He had thought he had no cheat code at all, but he did not expect that after holding court, his cheat code would finally arrive.

Just as he was pondering, a magnificent hall appeared within the depths of his mind.

The hall towered into the clouds, with an indescribable aura of the Dao circulating around it; merely glancing at it made his blood boil with excitement.

At this moment, the great doors of the hall were tightly shut. He walked up to them and pushed, but the doors remained completely motionless.

However, the moment his hand touched the surface, a stream of information surged into his mind.

"The Hall of Heroes of the Human Emperors contains the legacies of countless Human Emperors from across the myriad worlds. Every one of these Emperors was a paragon for humanity..."

Some had bathed in blood to protect the human race, others had led humanity to prosperity, and some had achieved immortal merits.

Only such individuals could be worthy of the title of Human Emperor.

In the Investiture of the Gods World, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors who suppressed the destiny of humanity within the Fire Cloud Cave were, without question, such Human Emperors.

The Hall of Heroes of the Human Emperors was a place that gathered the legacies of these countless Human Emperors from across the myriad worlds.

These legacies were not merely about cultivation techniques, but also about the wisdom to develop humanity and ensure the eternal flourishing of the human path.

The reason he had been able to reach the Hall of Heroes of the Human Emperors was simple: he was the current Human Sovereign of the human race.

As the contemporary Human Sovereign, he condensed the destiny of humanity and was protected by the will of the human path.

Yet, his current situation was somewhat peculiar, all because he had inscribed a lewd and licentious poem within the Nüwa Temple.

He had enraged the Holy Mother of Humanity and been cast aside by the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, causing his personal destiny to crumble away.

Had he not attended court today, triggering a faint response from the destiny of the human path, he would never have been able to open the Hall of Heroes of the Human Emperors.

But the awkward reality was that because his personal destiny was dissipating, he could not even open the front door.

According to the information he had just received, the Hall of Heroes of the Human Emperors was divided into nine levels, each requiring a gradual unlocking process.

The standard for unlocking was the density of the destiny of the human path; the stronger the destiny, the more levels could be opened.

It went without saying that the higher the level, the more powerful the legacy it contained.

Of course, since he could not even open the door to the first level, thinking about such things was useless.

It seems I must devise a strategy as quickly as possible; I must reverse this current situation!

What was the state of affairs now?

He had blasphemed Goddess Nüwa, and in the eyes of others, he was already a profligate and tyrannical monarch.

Furthermore, the Seventy-two Lords of the North Sea were in rebellion, and Grand Tutor Wen was currently leading troops to suppress them.

In the eyes of many, he was likely already a king of a doomed nation.

If there were a choice, who would willingly be the king of a doomed nation?

Now that he possessed a chance to change his fate, he would naturally fight for it.

In any case, the outcome could not be any worse than it already was; why not give it a try? What if he succeeded?

The most important task now was undoubtedly to reverse the situation as quickly as possible and open the first level of the Hall of Heroes of the Human Emperors.

How exactly should he reverse the situation?

His gaze swept across the Ministers, and on the faces of several, he clearly saw disappointment.

Just now, his mind had been immersed in the Hall of Heroes of the Human Emperors, which, in the eyes of the Ministers, was clearly a sign of being absent-minded.

To be absent-minded during a court session—if this wasn't the mark of a muddled ruler, what was? With such an Emperor, what hope was there for the Great Shang?

At this moment, a Minister stepped forward and said in a loud voice, "Reporting to The King, Marquis Su Hu of Ji Province has sent his daughter to plead for mercy and is currently waiting!"

Because Marquis Su Hu of Ji Province was dissatisfied with the current King's tyranny, he had rebelled against the Great Shang, but lacking sufficient strength, he had ultimately been forced to send his daughter to plead for mercy.

"What do you Ministers think should be done with Su Hu?"

Outwardly, he remained calm, but inwardly, he was panicking; the daughter of Marquis Su Hu of Ji Province—was that not Daji?