Primordial Era: Jade Cauldron Forgot to Take on Disciples

Chapter 49 Turning Against Each Other, Entering Chaoge

Suddenly, Su Daji smiled, as if a spring breeze had melted away the frost on her face.

"That's right, I do want a fiefdom, and Zishou did indeed promise me Xuanyuan Tomb. Could it be that your accurate guess stems from the same reason you discussed with Li Jing?"

"If you say so, then it must be so!"

Yang Jian did not want to reveal the secret that he knew the original Investiture of the Gods plot. Even though the appearance of Su Daji had changed the Investiture of the Gods that he was familiar with, everything still had its own clues.

He skillfully used the same methods he used to deal with his girlfriend in his past life to respond.

In his past life, his girlfriend would always get so angry when she heard this answer.

Su Daji's reaction, however, was quite different.

She suddenly thrust her finger at Yang Jian's forehead, her fingertip touching his brow like hitting a steel plate, but Yang Jian remained unmoved.

Su Daji's strength was insufficient to move him.

A hint of surprise flashed in Su Daji's eyes; she hadn't been stabbed in the eyeball as she had imagined.

Could it be that Yang Jian's supernatural power is not a real eye like Wen Zhong's?

She suspected that Yang Jian's brow and eyeballs possessed the ability to read minds or foresee the future, which explained his accurate guesses.

This ability was too dangerous, so she suddenly took action to cripple Yang Jian's supernatural powers, even at the cost of losing the possibility of becoming an immortal.

If her plan is exposed prematurely, the fox clan may face annihilation.

Yang Jian: "Is this what you're looking for?"

The next instant, a red light flashed between his brows, and a crack suddenly appeared.

A crimson demonic eye emerged, brazenly scrutinizing Su Daji.

"This Su Daji wants to touch me, could it be that she has taken a fancy to me?"

"The Demon Eye spoke in Yang Jian's mind."

Yang Jian: "She wants to get rid of you."

The Demon Eye was so angry that it jumped up and down, and began to urge Yang Jian to retaliate and gouge out Su Daji's two eyeballs.

Su Daji's face darkened as she hesitated, wondering whether to activate the Heart-Eating Curse to kill Yang Jian and prevent her plan from being exposed.

Yang Jian sensed a hint of murderous intent from Su Daji, a result derived from his Demon Eye's analysis of the subtle changes in Su Daji's expression and eyes.

"Even if you unleash the Heart-Eating Curse, I still have the ability to shatter your demon core and crush your physical body after your heart collapses."

After breaking through the seventh level of the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, the [Immaculate Golden Body] supernatural power that he gained made his physical body even stronger.

Yang Jian could vaguely sense that as long as this supernatural power advanced again, even if his heart was completely shattered, he could still survive and repair his damaged heart through the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts.

Only then might he truly be able to fight against the immortals and be unafraid of the Heart-Eating Curse that binds him.

Su Daji smiled slightly: "How could that be? I'm still waiting for you to help me become an immortal."

She now only regrets that she didn't make up her mind sooner. Instead, she wanted to cooperate with Yang Jian, which was undoubtedly like raising a tiger to cause trouble. Only now does she realize how troublesome it is.

"Alright, in that case, I will protect you closely from now on, never leaving your side, whether you are bathing or cultivating, I will follow you."

Yang Jian said this.

He was on guard against Su Daji secretly running away and then activating the Heart-Eating Curse.

"This is how a personal bodyguard should be!"

Su Daji spoke casually, as if she hadn't been the one who had just harbored murderous intent.

A rift had formed between the two, and the estrangement was difficult to overcome.

Su Daji feared that Yang Jian would reveal her secrets and wanted to silence him.

Yang Jian immediately sensed her murderous intent and became wary.

As the army marched forward, along the way, Wen Zhong, the Grand Tutor of the Shang Dynasty, performed rituals to assist the troops.

What would normally take several years was accomplished in just one month by the army, which arrived at the gates of Chaoge.

Decades ago, after Emperor Yi moved the capital from Anyang to Chaoge, Chaoge became the largest city of the prehistoric human race.

Countless cultivators who had no hope of immortality chose to go to the mortal world to gain fame and fortune, and incidentally pass on their lineage to their descendants.

Therefore, there are a great many cultivators in Chaoge City.

Today is an important day for Chaoge City.

Grand Tutor Wen returned victorious from his expedition to the North Sea.

We will enter the city today.

I heard they also brought back 100,000 barbarian human sacrifices.

Emperor Yi was overjoyed.

He personally led his officials out of the city to welcome them.

He didn't want to either; as the emperor of the Shang Dynasty, how could he possibly go to greet a mere subject?

However, he knew Wen Zhong's background, and that if the Shang dynasty wanted to last, it still needed Wen Zhong's strong support.

As an immortal, Wen Zhong possessed longevity and could naturally protect the Shang Dynasty for ten thousand years.

Emperor Yi was in his prime, and this was his twenty-fifth year on the throne, awaiting only the completion of the sacrificial ceremony to Heaven.

It was the twenty-sixth year.

At this moment, Emperor Yi sat in the newly built pavilion, half asleep.

This pavilion was built specifically for Emperor Yi to welcome Grand Tutor Wen.

This clearly demonstrates how much Emperor Yi valued Wen Zhong.

There were only five people under the pavilion. Emperor Yi was sitting, and four others were standing. Three of them were relatively young, and the other one looked like Emperor Yi, as if they were brothers.

"Your Majesty, Grand Tutor Wen is almost here."

Only after being reminded by those around him did Di Yi come to his senses that the voice belonged to his younger brother, Bigan.

Looking up, the distant horizon was a dark mass, the marching army.

"Oh~ Is the five hundred human sacrifices for the upcoming ceremony ready?"

Bi Gan: "It has already been prepared and has been taken to the ancestral temple. As soon as Your Majesty arrives, we can use human sacrifices and blood to offer as a sacrifice to our ancestors and inform them of the good news."

I wonder if Your Majesty is going alone, or...?

Bi Qian's gaze swept over the three people beside him.

These three were Emperor Yi's three sons: Wei Ziqi, Wei Zhongyan, and Zishou.

Seeing this, the three of them focused their attention and held their breath, trying to present their best selves and strive to be chosen by their father to meet their ancestors together.

Having the opportunity to meet one's ancestors is tantamount to implicitly confirming that one has a high probability of inheriting the throne. If one can gain the favor of one's ancestors, then one will inevitably ascend to the throne.

Emperor Yi slightly raised his eyelids, glanced at his three sons, and did not make a decision immediately. Instead, he asked with a slight smile, "It is often said that my brother has a discerning mind, capable of communicating with all things, seeing through illusions and pointing directly to one's true nature. I wonder who my brother can recommend?"

Upon hearing this, Bi Gan broke out in a cold sweat.

Hesitantly, he said, "This..."

Emperor Yi's move was clearly putting him in a very difficult position.

Giving him a choice means making him choose sides.

Clearly, he was dissatisfied with Bi Gan's urging for him to establish an heir as soon as possible.

"What, you're afraid to choose?"

Di Yi's tone suddenly turned cold.

Bi Gan bowed and said, "The three princes are not mature enough. It would be bad if they did not know the proper etiquette and disturbed the ancestors. It would be better for Your Majesty to go alone."

"My brother, you truly have a clever and insightful mind. Since you dared to bring it up, why don't you dare to choose? If I insist that you choose, what will you do?"

Bi Gan's face was conflicted; he knew that choosing either of them would be a mistake.

Di Yi's gaze grew increasingly solemn.

Bi Gan had no choice but to steel himself, secretly channeling his magical power into his hands, and instantly unleashed four palm strikes towards the pavilion's stone pillars.

"Bang~ bang~ bang~ bang"

Four pillars snapped instantly, the pavilion was about to collapse, and dust flew everywhere.

Emperor Yi was greatly alarmed, thinking that Bigan intended to assassinate the emperor and seize the throne. He regretted pressing the matter too hard earlier.

Upon seeing the pavilion collapse, Wei Ziqi and Wei Zhongyan immediately fled.

Only when Zi Shou rushed to Di Yi's side did he suddenly exert force, his limbs muscles twitching, and he managed to prop up the collapsed pavilion.

No, it wasn't him who made up for it.

He simply touched the pavilion with both hands.

The pavilion weighs tens of thousands of pounds. He is only physically strong, but he has no divine power and his cultivation is mediocre. How could he possibly withstand it?

What truly prevented the pavilion from collapsing was Bi Gan.

Bi Gan used his magic to control the pavilion, so it wouldn't collapse.

Bi Gan moved the pavilion away from Di Yi's head and leaned down to say, "Your Majesty should already have someone in mind."

"What a clever and ingenious mind!" Di Yi glared angrily.

After saying this, he glanced at Zi Shou behind him with disgust, flicked the dust off his sleeves, and said, "This pavilion is so flimsy. Go and demote all the officials in charge of its construction and the slaves involved to human sacrifices to be offered to the heavens."

That concludes today's update. Thank you for reading.

Wishing everyone all the best.

Volume 1, "The Demon Eye Kills, The Fox Spirit Appears in the World," concludes here.

Volume Two: The Rise and Fall of Chaoge

See you tomorrow morning at 8 AM.

An emotional dictionary! Thank you.

(End of this chapter)