The Netherworld.
Gungun took some interest in what was happening outside, so he had people keep an eye on it. Whenever anything major happened, he would take out his mirror to watch it live.
As for now...
It would probably take the Nine Li Tribe a while to reach Chen Capital, so he might as well sleep first.
Gungun waved a hand, dismissing the Great Shaman Mu Yu. Then he got up, put away his fishing rod, and returned to the hall to sleep.
Lying on his warm, soft bed and gazing at the rafters, Gungun thought, The struggle for the position of Human Emperor has reached its crucial stage. Once the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors take their places, the Human Race should enter the age of hereditary dynasties, right? The Xia Dynasty... haaah...
He yawned, then closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.
Time passed swiftly in the Primordial World.
Two days went by in the blink of an eye.
Xuandu, who was still accompanying Shennong as he tasted the hundred herbs, received word that the Nine Li Tribe had risen in rebellion. They no longer recognized Shennong as the Human Race Co-ruler, had declared war on the Lieshan Tribe, and had already dispatched troops to attack Chen Capital. He immediately grew tense.
The very thing he feared had come knocking.
He had already been worrying about Shennong's failure to gather enough protagonist destiny to become a Human Emperor. Now the Nine Li Tribe had rebelled, too. How was Shennong supposed to become a Human Emperor like this?
When Fuxi had ruled, everything had flowed naturally, like water finding its channel, without a single problem. Why had things turned out like this with Shennong...?
Could his ability to teach really be inferior to Duobao's?
Xuandu could