I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

The next day.

March 15th is the birthday of Nuwa.

Ya Bigan received the king's command and led two groups of civil and military officials, carrying offerings far exceeding those of previous years, from the royal palace in a grand procession, heading to the Nuwa Palace to offer incense under the watchful eyes of many.

at the same time.

Throughout the city of Chaoge, every household burned incense and lit fires, and decorated their homes with colorful decorations and carpets, demonstrating the high regard the people of Chaoge held for the Mother Goddess Nuwa.

Qin Yao disguised himself as a guard and infiltrated the incense-burning procession. His gaze swept from the people on the street to the thousands of households. Watching the terrifying incense smoke rise into the sky, he gained a new understanding of the eight words "The Great Dao is ruthless, and the Sage is ruthless".

The people of the Shang Dynasty did not wrong Nuwa, but the calamity that followed Nuwa's wrath caused countless Shang people to die on the battlefield!

That being said, as for why he would use a clone to accompany the pilgrimage... the main purpose was naturally to confirm whether there was any human interference during the "pilgrimage process".

If someone has arranged everything in advance and is just waiting for Nuwa's birthday to arrive, then even if King Zhou does not appear in Nuwa's palace, the troubles that are due will still be there!

Only by personally witnessing the entire process and understanding the cause and effect can he make the best response.

half an hour.

The massive procession finally arrived in front of the Nuwa Palace. Qin Yao, who was hiding in the crowd, suddenly sensed something and looked up at the roof ridge opposite the main hall. He saw a white crane standing quietly on the top of the roof ridge, its eyes fixed on Bi Gan, who was at the very front of the crowd.

Bi Gan led the officials into the main hall, where they took turns receiving incense from a temple keeper, and then proceeded to the enormous statue of Nuwa.

"Holy Mother Goddess, I, Bi Gan, offer this sacrifice on behalf of my king and the people of the Great Shang Dynasty. I hope that Your Majesty will continue to bless our Great Shang Dynasty with peace and prosperity throughout the four seasons, a long and prosperous reign, favorable weather, and the elimination of disasters." Bi Gan held a long incense stick and bowed three times in succession.

Behind him, two groups of civil and military officials chanted and paid homage, creating a solemn and sacred atmosphere.

On the opposite rooftop, a white crane suddenly flapped its wings, and a strange gust of wind blew into the main hall, just in time to lift the curtains.

Bigan subconsciously looked up and saw the statue of Nuwa, so lifelike and beautiful that he felt inexplicably captivated. Then, in a moment of impulsiveness, he drew his ceremonial sword and swiftly carved characters onto the pillar...

Upon seeing this, all the ministers were stunned and didn't react at all, let alone go up to offer any advice.

On the roof ridge, seeing the erotic poem carved into the stone, a smile of excitement appeared on the white crane's face.

Without the intervention of a sage, it truly wouldn't dare to act so recklessly within Nuwa's Palace.

However, with the protection of a saint, the situation is completely different.

"Yin Shang, oh Yin Shang, you were innocent, yet you were forced to comply. Don't blame me, and don't blame my Heavenly Venerable."

It's strange that the Jade Emperor actually wanted the Golden Immortals to come to court and bow down as his subjects.

"My Celestial Venerable had no choice but to unite the three religions and sign the Investiture of the Gods. It just so happens that a calamity in the human world is needed to push it forward..." After a while, Bai He thought silently in his heart, his smile fading.

Then it tried to spread its wings and fly away, but unexpectedly its feet were firmly stuck to the roof ridge, and no matter how hard it tried, it could not move an inch.

The white crane was terrified and couldn't help but let out a cry.

But after the cry, a force suddenly burst forth from the roof ridge, instantly petrifying it in place.

Inside the main hall.

The feverish Bi Gan was awakened by the cry. After seeing the characters he had written, he was so frightened that he took several steps back, and his sword fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"Bi Gan, how...how could you blaspheme the Goddess Nuwa?"

Among the officials, Prime Minister Shang Rong suddenly stepped forward and questioned them sternly.

Bi Gan waved his hand hastily: "This is not my intention."

“We saw it with our own eyes; this is the poem you inscribed on your sword,” Shang Rong said coldly.

Bi Gan explained, "I carved the characters, but someone must have done it using my hand. How could I dare to blaspheme the Holy Mother?"

Shang Rong said, "This is Nuwa Palace. The goddess is not only a holy mother of the human race, but also a demon saint of the demon race. What kind of demons and monsters would dare to control your body here?"

Bi Gan: "..."

He really wants to know too!
"The other party is willing to take such a big risk to do this, there must be something worth the risk!" Suddenly, a voice came from outside the door.

"Who?" Shang Rong shouted.

"It's me," Qin Yao said calmly, appearing in the form of King Zhou.

"Your Majesty?"

The courtiers were all speechless as they looked at the king dressed as a guard.

Didn't they say the king was ill?

How could they suddenly appear, and dressed like that?
"Your Majesty, do you believe me?"

Bigan looked at Qin Yao with a face full of surprise, as if he had grasped a lifeline.

Qin Yao nodded: "Uncle Wang is of noble character, how could he possibly have wicked thoughts about the statue of the Virgin Mary?"
Therefore, someone must have interfered and misled Uncle Wang, which led to the current situation.

However, even so, the words were carved by Uncle Wang. We beg Uncle Wang to kneel before the statue of the Holy Mother and plead guilty.

Bigan took a deep breath and immediately ordered, "Quickly, bring me thorns!"

the other side.

Now, after paying homage to the Three Sovereigns on the birthday of Goddess Nuwa, she traveled with overwhelming faith to Chaoge. There she found a person kneeling in Nuwa's palace, surrounded by hundreds of officials. The current human king was sitting cross-legged on a futon in front of the statue, his body radiating a purple imperial aura.

Even Nuwa was taken aback by this scene, and asked in a divine manner, "Human King, what is the meaning of this?"

Qin Yao looked up at the sound, slowly stood up, and pointed to the main beam, saying, "Your Majesty, please take a look."

Nuwa looked in the direction he was pointing and saw a poem inscribed on the wooden pillar:

The stone-refining process is cold and ruthless; the sacrificial fire burns as the robes hang low.

I humbly request your gentle hands to temporarily untangle the patterns on my silk gauze.

Fragrant mist clings to the divine throne, and rouge etches the seal script.

A thousand-year-old clay sculpture, its bones still warm from a breath?
After reading the last sentence, Nuwa flew into a rage and demanded sharply, "Who wrote this?"

Bi Gan trembled: "Your Majesty, this was written by a demon through my hand!"

Nuwa: "???"

Like Shang Rong, her first reaction was, "What kind of evil spirits dare to come to Nuwa Palace to cause trouble?"

Could this person be defending themselves?
At that moment, Qin Yao pointed to the rooftop opposite again: "Your Majesty, that white crane might know some inside information."

Nuwa turned around and looked at the scene, her brows gradually furrowing.

"Who placed this white crane here?"

“It’s me,” Qin Yao said.

Nuwa asked suspiciously, "You actually possess such magic?"

"If I hadn't possessed such magic to freeze it in place, the Yin Shang dynasty would have been unable to explain this matter," Qin Yao replied.

Nuwa remained silent.

That is indeed the case.

If she hadn't caught them in the act, and couldn't predict the future, how could she believe that someone would dare to cause trouble in Nuwa Palace?

Most likely, people will still think this is just the poet's sophistry.

After regaining her senses, Nuwa raised her hand and summoned the stone crane into the palace, then cast a spell to remove the petrification: "Did you control that person to write a poem in my palace?"

Baihe shook his head repeatedly: "Your Majesty misunderstands. I was just resting on the roof ridge when I was somehow frozen there."

Nuwa said indifferently, "Then let me examine your soul memories. After I've seen them, the truth will be revealed."

The white crane's pupils contracted, and it was about to self-destruct.

However, would Nuwa grant it its wish?
With a single gesture, she imprisoned his soul.

But just as she was forcibly performing the soul search, the white crane's body suddenly disintegrated, and its primordial spirit vanished along with it. Nuwa's expression suddenly turned grim.

She knew very well that only the magic of a sage could achieve this effect while she was under his control.

Who is plotting against me?

Are they the Three Sages of the East or the Two Sages of the West?
"Can Your Majesty calculate the origin of this white crane?" After a long while, Qin Yao asked, clasping his hands in a fist salute.

Nuwa shook her head: "A great calamity is about to begin, the secrets of heaven are in chaos, and cannot be predicted. However..."

"But what?" Qin Yao asked.

"nothing."

Nuwa stared intently at his body and said, "Regarding this matter, it seems that someone wants to use me to destroy the Yin Shang dynasty."

Qin Yao sighed, "I feel the same way... A storm is brewing."

“I’ve noted this down. You may all go back now,” Nuwa said thoughtfully.

Qin Yao nodded, then suddenly said, "The people of Yin Shang will forever revere the Holy Mother."

Nuwa was taken aback, then gave him a deep look: "Heaven has sent out a killing intent; you should establish virtue to protect the world."

Qin Yao cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for the reminder, Your Majesty. Farewell..."

Watching him lead his officials away, Nuwa murmured, "Is the human race about to give birth to another great emperor?"

The aura of the Purple Star Emperor emanating from King Zhou was so strong that she couldn't discern his cultivation level.

But one thing is certain: the opponent's strength must be extraordinary.

After regaining her senses, she looked at the lewd poem on the main pillar, and her anger surged again. She took out a golden gourd, opened the lid, and a beam of white light shot out. On the white light, a banner stood.

As she silently chanted the incantation, three female demons swiftly transformed into light and gracefully bowed, saying, "Greetings, Your Majesty! May Your Majesty live a long and prosperous life!"

Nuwa's gaze swept over the thousand-year-old fox spirit, the nine-headed pheasant spirit, and the jade pipa spirit, and she said coldly:
“Heaven has sent forth its killing intent, and a great calamity is about to begin. Someone has actually plotted against me, intending to use me to destroy the Shang dynasty.”

This is intolerable! I hereby order you three demons to conceal your demonic forms, hide in Chaoge, and protect the fate of the nation.

Most importantly, find out who wants to harm King Zhou, and uncover any clues.

"Yes, sir." The three demons bowed their heads in obedience, but there was no response for a long time.

When they mustered the courage to look up, they found that the Empress had already disappeared from the hall...

"It's unbelievable that someone would dare to scheme against the Empress." The Jade Pipa Spirit breathed a sigh of relief and then exclaimed from the bottom of her heart.

The thousand-year-old fox spirit said, "He must be someone who is on par with Your Majesty, otherwise he would never do this."

"Who could it be?" the nine-headed pheasant spirit asked.

The thousand-year-old fox spirit waved her hand and said, "Don't make wild guesses, or you'll bring trouble upon yourself. Anyway, since Her Majesty has asked us to keep an eye on King Zhou, let's hurry up and go to the palace."

"Possession?" the nine-headed pheasant spirit asked.

The thousand-year-old fox spirit pondered and said, "No, Her Majesty asked us to protect the fate of Chaoge, not to destroy it. It seems she is very satisfied with the current King. If we possess the King's wives and concubines, wouldn't that go against Her Majesty's original intention?"

"What should we do then?" the Jade Pipa Spirit asked.

The thousand-year-old fox spirit transformed herself into a commoner woman and said with a smile, "Enter the palace in your true form to show your sincerity..."

Kunlun Mountains.

Jade Void Palace.

The Primordial Celestial Venerable slowly opened his eyes, used the Pangu Banner to pierce through the void, and in a flash, he arrived in front of the Eight Trigrams Palace.

Inside the Eight Views Palace, Laozi sensed his presence and with a flick of his finger, the three gates opened one after another.

Yuanshi Tianzun passed through three gates and went straight into the alchemy room, solemnly saying, "Senior brother, things are in chaos."

Lao Tzu asked, "What's in chaos?"

"The source is messed up."

Yuanshi Tianzun said, "For some reason, King Zhou of Shang became a variable, which led to Nuwa not abandoning the Shang Dynasty."

After the three religions jointly signed the Investiture of the Gods, the Shang Dynasty became a victim on the chessboard in his eyes.

However, if Nuwa, as the Holy Mother of the Human Race and the Guardian Goddess of the Human King, did not abandon the Yin Shang Dynasty, it would inevitably bring about huge changes.

Therefore, he ordered the white crane to descend to the mortal world to sow discord, but he never expected it to end like this!

After a moment of silence, Laozi said, "Since Nuwa has not abandoned the Yin Shang, then the Yin Shang must dig its own grave. Otherwise, Junior Brother's plan cannot proceed."

"How can I learn from you, senior brother?" Yuanshi Tianzun asked.

"First, there are natural disasters; second, there are man-made calamities," said Lao Tzu.

The Primordial Celestial Venerable paused slightly, a figure flashing through his mind: "I'll go and make the arrangements..."

Lao Tzu reminded him, "You must use the right people."

"I understand." The Celestial Venerable nodded, then took his leave.

Kunlun Mountains.

In front of the stream.

A man dressed in a purple robe and wearing a golden crown, so thin he was practically skin and bones, sat cross-legged in front of the flowing water, making hand seals and chanting incantations, his eyes wide open.

In an instant, the head flew off its neck, and a mysterious light emanated from its neck.

"I've mastered it! I've mastered it..."

"Ahem." Suddenly, a soft cough sounded behind him.

The man quickly moved his head back to his neck, stood up, looked back, and respectfully bowed: "Greetings, Master."

"Shen Gongbao, how long have you been cultivating with your master?" Yuanshi Tianzun asked.

“It has been forty years,” the man said.

"Do you want to become a Golden Immortal of my Chan Sect?" Yuanshi Tianzun asked.

Shen Gongbao's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately knelt down: "Yes, Master, I want to become a Golden Immortal of the Chan Sect so badly, I dream about it all the time."

The Primordial Celestial Venerable smiled and said, "There is a task for you. If you can complete it, I will grant you the title of Golden Immortal. Are you willing to do it?"

"I am willing."

Shen Gongbao replied without hesitation, "Even if it means climbing mountains of knives, plunging into seas of fire, or traversing the eighteen levels of hell, I would be willing."

Yuanshi Tianzun waved his hand and said, "It's not that bad... It's like this. The fate of the Shang Dynasty has run out, but in the final years of this dynasty, King Zhou has become a variable."

I want you to do everything in your power to destroy the foundation of the Shang dynasty.

If you succeed in your mission, you will be granted the rank of Golden Immortal.

Shen Gongbao said, "This disciple will certainly do his utmost, in accordance with Heaven's will, to destroy the Shang Dynasty."

"good."

Yuanshi Tianzun nodded in satisfaction, then took out a jade ruyi and pushed it in front of the other party: "I personally crafted this jade ruyi for you to protect yourself."

Shen Gongbao was overjoyed and accepted the jade ruyi, which was radiating a dazzling divine light, with both hands: "Thank you, Master, for bestowing this treasure. This disciple will certainly live up to your expectations!"

"Go then. Your master also looks forward to you bringing glory to the world and making all the disciples of Jade Void look at you with new eyes," said Yuanshi Tianzun encouragingly.

These words instantly ignited Shen Gongbao's desire and fighting spirit, causing his ambition and desire to grow wildly like weeds.

For forty years, he has remained an outsider in the Jade Void Palace, never being recognized by anyone.

Perhaps this is his only chance to turn things around! (End of Chapter)