Entrust us to the people of Huaxia?
The Universe Country Persons on Mount Tai's summit felt rather put out when they heard that. We're not children, and Universe Country isn't some weak little nation. Do we really need to be entrusted to another country?
Han City might have been destroyed, but its people remained. Barring any further disasters, they were confident they could rebuild the city within a few years.
Still, despite their reluctance, they gave the proposal serious thought. Gija was their ancestor, but filial duty played only a small part in their consideration. The real reason was that America's callousness and helplessness during the Evil God's invasion had made them doubt it was still a power worth relying on.
If they needed a powerful backer, Huaxia would do nicely.
The team leader from the Department for the Administration of Mysterious Forces was torn. I'm only a team leader. You're entrusting an entire country to me—have you considered whether I can handle that?
Heavy is the head that wears the crown. And this crown of yours is far too heavy for me.
After wrestling with the matter for a moment, he remembered that Gija had mentioned the Nine Cauldrons.
"The Nine Cauldrons? Sir, do you happen to know where they are?"
The team leader's heart began to pound as soon as he asked.
Those were the Nine Cauldrons.
The Nine Cauldrons symbolized supreme Sovereignty and a united, prosperous nation. The Xia, Shang, and Zhou dynasties had all revered them as treasures representing the state, equal in stature to the imperial seal of later ages.
The Records of the Grand Historian: Treatise on the Fengshan Sacrifice stated: "Yu gathered metal from the nine regions and cast the Nine Cauldrons. All were used to make offerings to God and the Demon