Chapter 404 - 404 Nuwa Palace

404 Nuwa Palace

Emperor Xin knew that his big brother had a lot of secrets on him. Even when the Saint made his move, he was not moved at all.

At that moment, Emperor Xin had looked at everyone present.

Wen Zhong and Yuan Hong looked like they were ready to die, while the rest of the cultivators fell to the ground.

The only ones who stood still, their expressions changing slightly, were only two people.

One of them was his sworn brother, Zhao Hao, who had always been by his side. The other was the general of the Trishen Pass, the number one person below the Saint realm, Kong Xuan.

Now that his most important goal had been achieved, and there was no longer any obstacle for Great Shang to ascend to godhood, Emperor Xin spoke to the officials.

“Back to the palace.”

As soon as Emperor Xin gave the order, the army immediately began to move at high speed.

The rest of the ceremony did not require him, the Human Emperor, to personally confer the title. Grand Preceptor Wen Zhong could do it.

All the officials left the God-Naming Platform.

…

With the ceremony settled, Zhao Hao finally had some time to relax.

Thinking of Sect Master Tongtian’s message before he left, Zhao Hao decided to take a walk on Golden Turtle Island.

However, just as Zhao Hao was about to leave, the system’s cooldown time was over again.

[Ding! Would you like to choose a random world or the current world to simulate?]

Seeing the simulator’s choice, Zhao Hao didn’t hesitate and immediately selected the current world to start the simulation.

The random world was full of chances, and it was uncertain how it could help in his strength’s improvement.

The current world was already a Great World. After one simulation, the benefits he would obtain would definitely be massive.

“I select the current world to simulate.”

[Ding! The current world has been chosen for the simulation. Please wait.]

[Ding! Do you wish to permanently retain a talent?]

Zhao Hao looked at the trashy talents he had simulated last time and randomly chose Godly Handsome. The system then directly entered the next stage.

[Ding! Please choose the talent you wish to bring with you.]

[Pangu Bloodline (Colorful): You possess Pangu’s blood essence and can be transformed into a Shaman Ancestor. You can cultivate any physical body cultivation technique at a rapid speed without any bottlenecks. All attributes: +5,000]

[Supremely Righteous (Purple): You have a unique temperament and friends from all over the world. Most of the people you meet will be attracted to you and become your friends. Luck: +30]

[Bookworm (Blue): You have memorized all kinds of ancient books and records. Intelligence: +20]

[Devil Buddha Sect’s Sect Master (Colorful): On the basis of Buddhism, you’ll open up another path and create the Devil Buddha’s lineage. You will inherit the Devil Buddha Sutra and cultivate it to great completion, and you will be able to step into the Saint rank directly.]

“It can’t be!?”

Zhao Hao looked at the four talents in front of him, two of which were Colorful, and he couldn’t believe it.

He had been mocking it for a long time, but he did not expect the simulation to be so amazing.

Without any hesitation, Zhao Hao chose the Pangu Bloodline, Supremely Righteous, and Devil Buddha Sect’s Sect Master talents,

With the support of the two Colorful talents, Zhao Hao was looking forward to the results of the simulation.

[The Transmigration Simulation has been activated.]

Year 1: As the Devil Buddha Sect’s Sect Master, you didn’t choose to turn into a Shaman Ancestor directly because you had Pangu’s bloodline. Instead, you chose to cultivate both your body and your soul. After all, the human race ruled the land now. You couldn’t guarantee that there would be no accidents once you turned into a Shaman Ancestor.

With Pangu’s bloodline, the Eight-Nine Mysteries became easy for you. In just one year, you’ve cultivated the Eight-Nine Mysteries to the 4th Transformation, and the strength of your body and soul was comparable to that of a Golden Immortal.

The Devil Buddha Sutra was also divided into nine levels. Under your cultivation, you had also reached the fourth level.”

Year 2: The rebellion in the North Sea was finally quelled by Ji Chang, the Marquis of the West, after several months. Because of this incident, the Marquis of the West became famous throughout the world.

Under the scheme of some people, several titles were bestowed to Ji Chang. Many feudal vassals, nominally affiliated with Great Shang, had secretly joined Western Qi.

Di Xin called you back to discuss countermeasures with you. You suggested that it was better to stay still than to act.

“We should honestly improve our individual strength and the overall strength of Great Shang. At that time, even if Western Qi dares to rebel, he must have the strength.”

Emperor Xin was not satisfied with this. In his heart, Western Qi had always been a big problem. In the past two years, Emperor Xin had also been reforming the general trend. Not only had there been many talented people under him, but he had also established an Academy of Science, a scientific research institute improving gunpowder, and developed artillery. They had all been developed. In your eyes, it was serious, but Emperor Xin also had a system.

Because of your Pangu bloodline, you successfully cultivated the Eight-Nine Mysteries to the fifth transformation, and your physical body was comparable to that of a peak-stage Golden Immortal. It was only then that you felt a little safe. There weren’t many Golden immortals in the entire world. You must know that the 12 disciples of the Primeval Lord Yuanshi all had extraordinary talents. They had cultivated for countless years, but they were only at the Golden Immortal realm now.

Year 3: The Shang dynasty grew stronger by the day. When you heard the news from your subordinates that the wife of the General of Chentang Pass, Li Jing, was pregnant for three years and had yet to give birth, you knew that a great calamity was coming. As expected, a few days later, Di Xin came to find you in a hurry because the plot of offering incense to Nuwa Palace was about to begin.”

On that day, about 100 miles away from the capital, on a magnificent mountain…

This mountain stretched for thousands of miles, its peaks towering into the clouds. The vast mountain terrain gave birth to water systems in all directions, and the mountains were filled with the roars of dragons and tigers, the dancing of cranes and the cawing of apes. It was a blessed land of the immortals.

This mountain was known as the Holy Mountain by the surrounding humans.

It was all because there was a temple at the foot of the mountain, called the Nuwa Temple. It was the temple where the ancient Goddess Nuwa was worshiped.

Goddess Nuwa was the true Goddess of ancient times, the Holy Mother of Renzu, respected by the people. Every year on the 15th of March, when Goddess Nuwa was born, the king of the people would send incense to the Nuwa Temple on behalf of the people.

In the sky above the Nuwa Temple, a large patch of dark clouds covered the sky and the sun.

People looked up and saw that the sky had darkened. It was gloomy and oppressive as bolts of lightning gathered in the sky.

The villagers prayed devoutly for blessings, unafraid of the wind and rain. Who knew that an earth-shaking lightning would suddenly strike from the dark clouds?

The bolt of Yin Lightning struck the Nuwa Temple. Instantly, black smoke covered the ground and flames rose.

At the same time, a gust of wind blew over, and the entire Nuwa Temple was submerged in a sea of fire.

Then, another bolt of lightning struck the statue of Nuwa.

The people immediately cried out in alarm as they watched the statue of Nuwa fall heavily from the agarwood throne.

At the foot of the Holy Mountain, it was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.