I Am King Zhou, Human Emperor!

Was it because of the Investiture?

Within the Investiture, there was not only the risk of death and ascension to the Investiture of the Gods List, but also the chance for fortune?

Otherwise, why would the Meishan Seven Saints come to serve as officials in Great Shang?

And what of Daoist Lu Ya, also of the Demon Race, who chose to aid Xiqi during the Investiture?

Many cultivators hidden among the famous mountains and great rivers were drawn into this Investiture like moths to a flame.

Moreover, did the Meishan Seven Saints see their own opportunity, and thus enter Great Shang to take office?

Or did the Meishan Seven Saints represent not only themselves, but also the choice of a portion of the Demon Race?

"It seems this Investiture is far more complicated than I imagined," Zi Shou murmured to himself.

Only when truly immersed in the Investiture did he realize that everything he once knew might not represent the truth.

The seemingly clear Investiture gradually blurred, leaving him with an ever-growing sense of seeing flowers through a mist.

What secrets did this Investiture truly conceal?

As things stood now, the road ahead of him was still long, with countless secrets waiting to be unearthed.

With such thoughts, on his way back to the bedchamber, he was somewhat absent-minded, not even noticing that someone was waiting for him.

"My King, on this fine day with such lovely scenery, would you not enjoy the view with your consort?"

Only when a crisp, pleasant voice reached him did it rouse him from his contemplation, and a familiar face came into view.

Still that nation-toppling beauty, still that city-destroying charm—yet it had been a long time since he had last seen her.

Last time, the Blessed Golden Immortal Yun Zhongzi had entered the palace for an audience, leaving behind a Pine Wood Sword upon his departure.

Though he had not hung that Pine Wood Sword on the palace gate, it had frightened the Xuanyuan Tomb Three Demons badly enough.

Later, due to the matter of the Imperial Expedition, he had paid no further attention to the Xuanyuan Tomb Three Demons.

After returning to Chaoge City, he had not seen Su Daji either, and had assumed the Xuanyuan Tomb Three Demons had fled the palace in fear.

Unexpectedly, he saw Su Daji again today, as if it were their very first meeting.

Was she trying to seduce him again? Was she no longer afraid?

After all, though he had not hung the Pine Wood Sword, that sword had always remained in his possession.

For Su Daji to dare appear before him now—was she emboldened by something?

"My beloved consort, where would you like to enjoy the scenery?" Zi Shou said with a smile.

When Su Daji first entered the palace, he had regarded this Nine-Tailed Fox with mostly wariness.

In their several confrontations, not only had he failed to gain the upper hand, but he had nearly fallen into her trap.

But times had changed; he was no longer the same inexperienced man he once was, and he no longer feared Su Daji as much.

Even if the Pine Wood Sword had lost its effect, he was now walking the path of the Red Dust Immortal and had lived out his third life.

Three lifetimes reversed, comparable to a True Immortal—in his eyes, Su Daji, this Nine-Tailed Fox, was naturally no longer so fearsome.

Rather, he was more curious as to why she dared appear before him.

Was it because he had not hung the Pine Wood Sword for so long that she believed the danger had passed?

Or had Goddess Nüwa bestowed some treasure upon her, filling Su Daji with such confidence?

Moreover, Su Daji had tried to seduce him so many times, nearly ensnaring him—this matter could not simply be let go.

For this reason, unlike before, he did not hastily leave but instead prepared to see what new tricks Su Daji had up her sleeve.

"This way, my King. My sisters and I have long prepared a feast; we hope you will grace us with your presence!" Su Daji said with a smile.

A single smile, a hundred charms bloomed—the innate seductive power of the Nine-Tailed Fox clan had already manifested silently.

Seeing King Zhou's eager expression, a hint of complacency crept onto her face.

She knew the previous times were merely accidents; as long as she crooked her finger, wouldn't King Zhou obediently come to her?

It wasn't too late now. As long as King Zhou stepped into her trap, everything that followed would be easily within her grasp.

Thinking this, her smile grew even more radiant, and she appeared all the more dazzling.

But she never imagined that every move she made, including her very thoughts, had already been seen through by Zi Shou.

To Zi Shou, none of this was unfamiliar; he had experienced it once before.

Three enchanting beauties surrounding him, offering themselves freely—what man could resist?

But if one knew the true faces of these three beauties, it was far from pleasant.

In the past, faced with the Xuanyuan Tomb Three Demons, he had avoided them whenever possible, never daring to approach lightly.

After all, they were demons of no small cultivation, valued by Goddess Nüwa herself—they must have some skill.

But that was then; at that time, he had only just begun his cultivation, and his power was truly negligible.

This was evident from the fact that the Nine-Tailed Fox, merely by exuding her innate charm, had nearly ensnared him.

Now, however, faced with the Xuanyuan Tomb Three Demons, he accepted whatever came—drinking when offered, flirting when teased.

Such a stark contrast left the Xuanyuan Tomb Three Demons suddenly uncertain and alarmed, especially Su Daji.

"It hasn't been that long—how did King Zhou become like a different person?" Su Daji thought to herself.

She still remembered the first time she saw King Zhou, how he had fled in utter disgrace.

The next few times had been much the same; King Zhou had always avoided her as if fleeing from a plague.

It wasn't until she had her two sisters enter the palace that King Zhou finally found it hard to resist, and just as they were about to succeed, Yun Zhongzi had to show up.

When she saw that Pine Wood Sword, she and her two sisters were truly terrified, with no thought left for seducing King Zhou.

Only after that ordeal passed and the three sisters regained their confidence did they dare come again to seduce King Zhou.

Who would have thought that King Zhou seemed to have changed into a completely different person, refusing none of the three sisters' advances?

They had originally prepared all sorts of tricks, ready to use every skill in their arsenal to finally bring King Zhou down this time.

But before they could even show their true abilities, King Zhou had already surrendered willingly, leaving them instead uncertain and suspicious.

It was like preparing for years to annihilate an enemy nation, only for the enemy to surrender before the war even began.

Still, no matter what, King Zhou's cooperation now was a good thing for them.

As long as they could successfully seduce King Zhou, they would complete the task that Goddess Nüwa had given them.

With that thought, she secretly gave a signal, and her two sisters immediately understood and began to act according to plan.

She also set aside all doubts, and the innate talent of the Nine-tailed Fox clan quietly activated, making her grow even more radiant and alluring.

Before they knew it, silk robes were half undone, half-hidden and half-revealed, painting a vivid, intoxicating picture of beauty.

"Such petty tricks to tempt Imperial We? How naive." Zi Shou's expression remained unchanged, his heart full of disdain.

He had already forgotten his own wretched appearance back then, now purely watching the show as a spectator.

Though he refused none of their advances and occasionally indulged in a bit of hands-on fun, there was no trace of desire left in his heart.

The Xuanyuan Tomb Three Demons were indeed born with a thousand charms and a hundred graces, but every move they made, in his eyes, was calculated.

If it had been the him of before, he could never have possessed this detached state of mind—this wasn't determined by strength.

Back then, though he had crossed over from another world, his past self had only been an ordinary person.

Without much life experience, unable to see through the complexities of human hearts, and lacking the ability to navigate worldly affairs.

Suddenly becoming King Zhou, even if he had stepped onto the path of cultivation, his mindset still had many shortcomings.

When he first faced Su Daji, he could only flee in panic; when faced with temptation, if not for the protection of Human Path Luck, he would have already fallen.

But though not much time had passed, for him, everything had become different.

That drop of inconceivable blood essence allowed him to pierce through time and space, reincarnating through the ages, experiencing a hundred lifetimes.

Tempered by the grind of reincarnation through the ages, his mindset had long since become as steady as an old dog—compared to before, it was like heaven and earth.

Take now, for example: facing the Xuanyuan Tomb Three Demons, he could be far more composed, even indifferent.

Even if he had no cultivation at all right now, facing the Xuanyuan Tomb Three Demons, he still felt no fear.

"Your Majesty, do you think I'm beautiful?"

The Nine-Headed Pheasant Spirit, who called herself Hu Ximei, now had seductive eyes like silk and brows like the crescent moon; every smile and frown was steeped in allure.

Her silk robe was half undone, her skin fairer than snow, and between the glimpses and hidden hints, it added even more to the charm of half-concealment.

"Your Majesty, do you think I'm more beautiful, or is my sister more beautiful?" Su Daji said with a sweet, charming smile.

Compared to the Nine-Headed Pheasant Spirit, the Nine-Tailed Fox's beauty was no less, and even surpassed her by a head.

With her silk robe also half undone, the Nine-Tailed Fox's seduction was even more potent, making it impossible to look away.

What was most exaggerated was that, besides her allure, there was also a pitiable, delicate air about her that made one want to cherish and dote on her.

As for the Jade-Faced Pipa Spirit, her cultivation was a step weaker, and she could only play the role of a maidservant, massaging legs and pressing shoulders.