Another Choice, the Human Emperor Ceremony
Ling Xiao solemnly calculated, and roughly speaking, there would be exactly nine tribulations leading up to the Journey to the West Catastrophe.
This is just his conservative estimate. Because of his own actions, he might not even make it to the Journey to the West before nine great calamities occur.
What will happen after the nine great calamities are over?
Ling Xiao collected his thoughts and asked with a solemn expression. Yang Mei might not know about the upcoming Tribulation, but as someone who had been through it, he knew it very well.
Now it's the Conflict of the Human Emperors, and next comes the Investiture of the Gods, which might be the last time.
Yang Mei shrugged and said, "I don't know the specifics either, but it could be the Destruction of heaven and earth, the restart of heaven and earth, or it could be like us cultivators, advancing once again."
"In short, no matter how things change, the entire world will be purified, and everything that remains will be gone."
"As Hongjun is a lackey of the Heavenly Dao, he is actively pushing forward the Tribulation, so he himself should not be affected."
Yang Mei looked serious, not joking at all. Ling Xiao was also secretly observing with his Divine Eye, not blindly believing him.
However, in his opinion, there was some truth to what Yang Mei said.
"Yang Mei, why are you telling me all this?" Ling Xiao asked calmly. This guy told him such secrets as soon as he arrived, which meant he must have ulterior motives or something to ask for.
Moreover, he deduced that the Fragment of the Jade Plate of Creation on Yang Mei's body were probably not much smaller than those of Hongjun's.
Ling Xiao himself also possessed Fragment of the Jade Plate of Creation, but he did not discover the map or secrets he mentioned.
It's most likely because it's too small.
If what Yang Mei said is true, then after the nine great calamities of heaven and earth, Hongjun will be the ultimate beneficiary, and perhaps the entire Primordial World will be elevated to an unimaginable level.
Therefore, it is very likely that Hongjun's previous seemingly abnormal and foolish actions were intentional.
This Old Earthworm has a heart as deep as the Heavenly Abyss, plotting the entire era of heaven and earth.
Thinking of this, Ling Xiao suddenly remembered Kunpeng. What role did he play in all of this?
And Yang Mei, why did she suddenly come and talk to him about this?
Whether it's true or false is impossible to know.
With ulterior motives.
"Fellow Daoist, I am sincere and have uttered no falsehood. You and I share a common enemy."
"My purpose in telling you all this is simple: to join forces to deal with Heavenly Dao Hongjun and seize the Jade Plate of Creation from him."
"At that time, with the fragments I have and yours, we might be able to synthesize a complete Jade Plate of Creation."
"The secrets and opportunities within are for you and me to share."
He raised his Yang Mei and spoke slowly and deliberately, his face showing anticipation.
Upon hearing this, the system's mechanical voice suddenly rang in Ling Xiao's mind.
[An invitation from the Chaos God and Yang Mei has been detected. Please grant the following reward.]
[Option 1: Agree to Yang Mei's alliance, rewarded with the Bitter Bamboo, Ten Innate Spiritual Roots.]
[Option Two: Refuse Yang Mei's alliance, reward: one Fragment of the Jade Plate of Creation.]
Hearing these two options, Ling Xiao was surprised and focused his attention on the choice.
Making this choice at this point, especially with the second reward, inevitably makes one wonder what's going on.
Just as I was thinking about the fragments of the Jade Plate of Creation, the result arrived.
Or should we choose the second option, reject them first, and then join forces later?
With this in mind, Ling Xiao didn't rush to make a choice, and instead looked at Yang Mei, smiling as he spoke.
"Yang Mei, what if I don't have any fragments?"
The words of the Chaos gods and demons who could contend with Hongjun at the same time cannot be easily believed. Ling Xiao would not open his heart and give his all based on Yang Mei's one-sided words.
It's definitely not as simple as Yang Mei said; that old man is definitely hiding something.
Upon hearing this, he raised Yang Mei and chuckled, saying, "Fellow Daoist, you jest. I believe the fragments will choose those with great fortune and perseverance, such as you and me."
"Even if you didn't have the fragment, with your strength, I would still be willing to join forces."
Hearing this, Ling Xiao chuckled inwardly; something was definitely not right.
"Let me test you a little more."
Thinking of this, Ling Xiao remained expressionless and changed the subject.
"Fellow Daoist, there's no rush to join forces. Why don't we go to my Daoist temple and chat while we eat?"
"Shall we eat and chat?"
Yang Mei was taken aback by these sudden words.
What are some good food options?
Having reached this level of attainment, how come you're still eating?
Ling Xiao didn't give him a chance to answer, made a gesture of invitation, and left first.
He raised his Yang Mei, his eyes gleaming, lost in thought. After a brief pause, he laughed heartily and resolutely followed.
Outside, on the land of the Mount Shouyang Human Race.
After a brief period of hardship, the Human Race entered a phase of explosive growth.
Under Ling Xiao's guidance, Ziwei was essentially following half the script. The idea of starting a fire by rubbing sticks together... In reality, Human Race cultivation was rapid, and the immortal cultivation style was prevalent, so there was no need to rub sticks together; it was just a matter of raising a finger.
Ziwei learned a great deal from Ling Xiao, receiving guidance on proper marriage, establishing human relationships, recognizing various herbs, mastering Human Race survival skills, and acquiring cultural knowledge.
We need to address both physical and mental well-being simultaneously; we must not only ensure that people are well-fed, but also pay attention to their mental health.
Ziwei single-handedly took on everything and did all the work, which Human Race to avoid many detours and develop at a rocket-like pace, quickly entering the civilized era.
Even their territory was no longer limited to Mount Shouyang; cities sprang up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, towering thousands of feet high.
Gradually spreading throughout the Eastern Wasteland, countless Human Race cultivators traveled across the Four Seas Primordial Land, leaving their traces Eight Desolations and making friends from all sides.
Therefore, a saying was spread.
"All men are brothers within the Four Seas."
Such a grand spectacle was almost unprecedented, leaving many powerful beings in the Primordial World speechless with astonishment.
On this day, with the support of powerful Human Race such as Manshan Clan, Cangwu, and Ligan, as well as various tribes, Ziwei was deposed from the position of Human Race leader and ascended to the Human Emperor.
The fact that billions of Human Race have jointly chosen Ziwei Co-Lord of the Human Race is an event of immense significance.
Soon, the news swept across the Primordial World, attracting the attention of powerful figures from all walks of life.
The grand ceremony at Mount Shouyang, where Ziwei assumed the position of the Co-Lord of the Human Race, was held. This was a major event for the Human Race and could not be neglected.
Throughout the Primordial World, Human Race from all directions, upon hearing that Ziwei had assumed the Co-Lord of the Human Race, traveled from countless miles away to pay their respects.
Some powerful beings from other races, seeing the flourishing of the Human Race, wanted to establish a good relationship and prepared generous gifts to go and offer their congratulations.
The sea was in an uproar. The East Sea Dragon Clan, led by Ao Zhan, arrived in a grand procession with eighty-one true dragons to offer their congratulations.
"Dragon Clan Chief Ao Zhan, accompanied by the 'Nine-Nine True Dragons,' congratulates the Human Emperor on his ascension to the throne, attaining the highest and most supreme position!"
In an instant, the world was in an uproar, and powerful figures from all directions came to offer their congratulations and gifts.
Ziwei welcomes all who come, standing atop the mountain, overlooking the vast earth.
Mount Shouyang, towering between heaven and earth, is bustling like never before, with countless celestial beings flying overhead, stretching as far as the eye can see.
Just then, auspicious omens descended from the heavens, and purple clouds stretched for 30,000 miles to the east. The Taiqing Saint rode Green Ox, led by Xuandu on a cloud.