I Am King Zhou, Human Emperor!

In the Hall of Heroes of the Human Emperors, the Bodhi Ancient Tree swayed gently, exuding a hazy resonance of the Dao.

But what drew the eye without question was the Luck Torch, now blazing fiercely.

Not only had the flame grown significantly larger than before, but the shape of the Luck Torch had also undergone a great transformation.

Previously, the Luck Torch had been a single flame, within which one could faintly sense something gestating.

Now, however, the Luck Torch was no longer a mere flame; it constantly shifted its form.

At one moment, it became a Phoenix spreading its wings to soar; at another, a roaring Giant Tiger; then, a Giant Dragon ascending into the sky...

"Such a change in the Luck Torch—it seems my luck is about to reach a new level," Zi Shou thought to himself.

During this time, as Bi Gan continued to promote his inventions, Zi Shou's own luck had been steadily growing.

Today, he had announced the Three-Year Development Plan. Though not yet implemented, its significance for Great Shang was profound.

The Three-Year Development Plan contained no small amount of content, covering every aspect of the people's clothing, food, shelter, and transportation.

This was a revolution! A revolution destined to sweep through all of Great Shang, through all of humanity!

Such a revolution, even before it began, had already gathered enough luck upon him to be terrifying!

For him, this was undoubtedly tremendous good news!

The surge in luck not only meant his approach was entirely correct but also heralded a massive harvest.

The chance to draw from the Myriad Heavens Treasures, the opportunity to open the second floor of the Hall of Heroes of the Human Emperors.

Either one would allow him to advance even further!

Suddenly, the Luck Torch ceased its shifting forms and became a flame once more, blazing fiercely, as images emerged within it.

"Is this... the course of humanity's development?"

In the images, he saw someone splitting mountains, taming floods, and casting the Nine Tripods to stabilize the Nine Provinces—that was Emperor Yu!

He saw someone tasting a hundred herbs, facing death a hundred times without regret—that was Shennong!

He saw someone leading humanity through thorns and brambles, growing and thriving, and deriving the Eight Trigrams—that was Fuxi!

In the final image, he saw someone drilling wood to make fire, a faint flame flickering to life, illuminating the darkness.

That faint flame gradually grew, eventually merging with the flame within the Luck Torch.

The fire of the Human Path remained as it had always been, yet within it, he sensed something different.

It was the will of human heritage!

It was the will to cut through thorns and brambles, undaunted by hardship!

It was the will to battle heaven and earth, never yielding!

Zi Shou gradually gained insight—this was the fire of humanity's luck, and also humanity's torch of succession.

From Suirenshi's drilling wood to make fire, one by one, the human ancestors cut through thorns and brambles, leading humanity forward.

Fuxi derived the Eight Trigrams, Shennong tasted the hundred herbs, Xuanyuan governed the world, and the Five Emperors established order—only then did humanity become what it is today.

The fire of humanity's luck grew and expanded, from that faint spark to today's blazing sun!

And as the current Human Sovereign of humanity, he gathered the Human Path's luck; the torch of succession had passed into his hands.

With humanity's current status as the protagonist of the heavens, with humanity's present situation, it should have continued to thrive.

Yet he was humanity's last Human Sovereign!

The torch of succession passed down, but in his hands, it went from its zenith to its twilight.

How could he accept this?

This was the fruit of the human ancestors' labor, won by cutting through thorns and brambles!

This was the fruit of generations of humanity's joint efforts!

This was the fruit created by human hands alone, asking nothing of heaven, nothing of earth!

How could it be that in his time, the efforts of countless humans would all turn to nothing in a single day?

Originally, after becoming King Zhou, he had only striven to change his own fate.

But now, besides changing his own fate, a heavy burden had been placed on his shoulders!

The torch of succession passes on; the Human Path shall forever prosper!

Since this torch of humanity had already been passed into his hands, it would only shine like the sun at its peak, never setting into twilight!

What of the Canonization of the Gods?

What of the countless gods and Buddhas?

What of the fate long since decreed?

Humanity has never asked anything of heaven, never asked anything of earth, never worshipped gods or spirits!

From nothing to something, from weakness to strength, humanity has never relied on anyone's charity!

This situation was created by countless people with their own hands!

So no matter what situation they face, humanity can still rely on their hands to defend it!

His surging emotions gradually calmed. He knew well that he still had a long and arduous road ahead.

The transformation of humanity was about to begin. This was a necessary step, but also an extremely dangerous one.

Prime Minister Shang Rong was right. A situation where the whole world rebels would likely appear very soon.

But this was a step that had to be taken. Transformation had always required enduring growing pains.

If there were no growing pains, or if the pain wasn't severe enough, it only meant the transformation wasn't thorough enough.

"A pity! The changes in the Luck Torch still need some time to stabilize," Zi Shou thought to himself.

The Luck Torch had clearly changed, but the change was still ongoing. It would probably take a few more days.

Just a few days. He could afford to wait. Besides, he had just broken through and needed to stabilize his realm.

And when it came to stabilizing his realm, there was no better choice than the Great Emperor's Arena.

After proving Dao and becoming an emperor, his opponents in the Great Emperor's Arena had become true human emperors.

And this time, the opponent he encountered was none other than Emperor Wushi!

He had obtained Emperor Wushi's inheritance. Being able to fight Emperor Wushi at the same realm was naturally the best possible scenario.

By discovering his own shortcomings and learning from others' strengths, he could see the path forward.

And while Zi Shou was cultivating, his Three-Year Development Plan was spreading at an extremely rapid pace.

Ordinary commoners naturally didn't know about the Three-Year Development Plan, but the various feudal lords quickly learned of it.

"Is King Zhou insane? What Three-Year Development Plan? Is he trying to force us to death?"

"No! If the Three-Year Development Plan truly begins to be implemented, where will we have any way to survive?"

"I doubt I'm the only one who thinks this Three-Year Development Plan is too extreme. The other lords will feel the same. So why not..."

Regardless of how the various feudal lords discussed it, in the imperial court, the Three-Year Development Plan was being implemented.

This was largely thanks to Grand Tutor Wen and Bi Gan. It was their support that allowed everything to proceed in an orderly manner.

Bi Gan, possessing the Seven-Orifice Exquisite Heart, had an extraordinary talent for handling government affairs. He could always arrange everything in the shortest possible time.

As for Wen Zhong, he commanded the great army. With him stationed in Chaoge City, no one dared to act recklessly.

It was under these circumstances that, despite countless voices of dissent, matters were progressing smoothly.

At the same time, King Zhou's Three-Year Development Plan quickly became known to the deities within Great Shang.

Other matters could be overlooked, but forbidding the common people from offering sacrifices to deities, and requiring deities to obey Great Shang's laws?

Just these two points alone enraged countless deities within Great Shang's borders!

They were deities! Mere mortals dared to dictate to them?

A breeze stirs at the tip of green duckweed. A transformation of humanity had begun, but it was destined to be accompanied by violent storms.

"Finally about to transform. I wonder what inheritance I can obtain from the Hall of Heroes of the Human Emperors?"

Under Zi Shou's watch, the changes in the Luck Torch had gradually stabilized. The transformation was nearing its end.

According to his estimation, the Luck Torch's transformation would be complete in at most half a day!

When that happened, he would not only be able to draw from the Myriad Heavens Treasures again, but also open the door to the second floor.

The second floor of the Hall of Heroes of the Human Emperors. Which human emperor's inheritance would he obtain? It was truly something to look forward to.

And over these past few days, he had been fighting daily in the Great Earth Arena, stabilizing his own realm.

Standing at the peak of the Human Dao Domain, even when facing those deities, he had enough ability to protect himself.