SWDnovel Chapter 3 Blasphemy!
Chapter 3 Blasphemy!
Outside Chaoge City, the sky stretches for thousands of miles, filled with spiritual energy as vast as the sea.
"call--"
The howling winds at high altitudes would instantly tear ordinary birds to shreds if they were caught in them.
But at this moment, a crow with dark gold feathers was flying swiftly through the strong wind, as if it were in its element.
This is Lin Yuan.
Thanks to the 5% Golden Crow bloodline reward from the system, his crow body, which was not even as good as F-rank, has been completely transformed.
Those dark golden "Eyes of the Sun" can not only ignore raging winds and scorching sun, but also perceive the subtle flow of spiritual energy between heaven and earth.
"What terrifying primordial potential..."
Lin Yuan looked down at the earth, his heart filled with awe.
Below, the mountains stretch endlessly, with ancient trees reaching for the sky. Even a single inconspicuous weed would probably be fought over by martial arts masters in his original world.
But in this [Sealed Mystery Realm], it is merely the lowest level of weeds by the roadside.
"We're almost there, at Nuwa Palace."
Lin Yuan's gaze narrowed slightly as he looked towards the distant horizon.
There, a magnificent palace is built against the mountain.
Above the main hall, auspicious clouds and mist swirled, exuding a powerful aura that commanded the worship of all living things.
This is the sacred site of a sage.
It is the palace of Nuwa, the Holy Mother of Humanity who created humans from clay and mended the sky with stones!
In this great age filled with gods and Buddhas, even a sage's mere divine thought can transcend eternity, so Lin Yuan dared not get too close.
He concealed his golden crow aura and glided down like a withered leaf, landing among a thousand-year-old cypress tree on the outskirts of Nuwa Palace.
At this time, outside the Nuwa Palace, there was a guard every three steps and a sentry every five steps.
Banners filled the sky, and armored soldiers stood in rows.
Lin Yuan looked down from his high vantage point, his gaze passing over the guards and locking onto a burly general at the foot of the main gate steps.
The general was clad in heavy black armor and had a bronze broadsword hanging at his waist.
His every glance exuded arrogance.
"Chu Tianhe".
Lin Yuan sneered inwardly.
Chu Tianhe, who was tested at the start of the game and found to have a B-level compatibility with the Yin Shang general, was enjoying the awe-inspiring gazes of the soldiers around him.
Three thousand soldiers guarded the palace gates so tightly that they were impenetrable, displaying their imposing presence.
At this moment, Chu Tianhe was inspecting the area while holding his sword hilt, showing off in the Explorer's dedicated 【All-Server Channel】.
[Chu Tianhe (Rank B/Yin Shang Lieutenant): Brothers, I'm currently on a guard duty. Today, the big boss of Yin Shang, King Zhou, the supreme ruler of this secret realm, is coming to this Nuwa Palace to burn incense.]
[Zhao Qiang (Rank D/Imperial Guard Soldier): Holy crap, Young Master Chu is awesome! He gets to contact the supreme ruler right from the start, isn't that like directly latching onto a powerful figure?]
[Passerby A (Rank E): I'm so envious! I'm still hiding from wild boars in the deep mountains, while Young Master Chu is already in the upper echelons of the imperial court!]
[Chu Tianhe (Rank B/Yin Shang Lieutenant): Heh, nothing special. My rank as a lieutenant isn't just for show. When King Zhou comes out later, I'll find a chance to show off, maybe I can even become his trusted confidant. The NPCs in this secret realm don't seem very smart. As long as you understand a bit of imperial psychology, manipulating an ancient emperor will be a piece of cake, right?]
Looking at the scrolling chat history on his retina, Lin Yuan, perched in the treetop, almost burst out laughing.
To manipulate King Zhou?
Are NPCs not smart?
"These idiots have no idea what they're dealing with..."
Who was Di Xin?
That was the legitimate human emperor of the primordial era.
He is the embodiment of the human race's destiny.
Before he completely lost the hearts of the people and before his fortune ran out, even the Great Golden Immortals in the Nine Heavens, or even those few indestructible saints, dared not directly attack him, but could only secretly plot against him from behind the scenes.
A mere kid from the main world, relying on reading a few third-rate political intrigue novels, thinks he can manipulate the Human Emperor?
That's like an old man eating poison... He's tired of living.
"Thump—"
"Thump—"
The heavy tolling of bells came from the direction of the imperial city.
The spiritual energy between heaven and earth seemed to freeze at this moment.
"The King has arrived!"
Accompanied by announcements, a magnificent procession, like a golden dragon, drove into the Nuwa Palace Square.
The lead nine horses rode in a royal carriage, with a beaded curtain hanging down.
The imperial carriage came to a stop, and a large hand lifted the beaded curtain.
In an instant, an invisible aura swept across the entire area!
"Is this... the might of the Human Emperor?"
Even from the treetops, Lin Yuan felt a chill run down his spine when he looked directly at the figure descending from the imperial carriage.
Emperor Xin was tall and imposing, like a god.
There was no fluctuation of true energy on his body, but the immense fortune that gathered from the nine provinces of the human race transformed into a purple-gold divine dragon that could not be looked at directly, coiled above his head, looking down on all things.
Under the suppression of Qi, Lin Yuan felt that the 5% of Golden Crow bloodline that had just awakened in his body had stopped circulating.
"Your Majesty, we, your humble servants, pay our respects!"
Chu Tianhe and the others were so overwhelmed by this aura that their knees went weak and they collapsed to their knees, their heavy armor soaked with cold sweat.
Only at this moment did a look of horror flash across Chu Tianhe's eyes.
This is no ordinary NPC.
This aura is ten thousand times more terrifying than those S-level grandmasters in the main world!
But soon, the horror in his eyes turned into ecstasy.
This is an absolute powerhouse! As long as we cling to this tyrant, we can practically roam freely in this secret realm!
Di Xin paid no attention to the ant-like guards at his feet.
He strode confidently, leading Prime Minister Shang Rong and a host of civil and military officials, straight into Nuwa's Palace.
"They're here!"
Lin Yuan's spirits lifted, and he flapped his wings, landing in a dead corner of a crossbeam above the main hall of Nuwa Palace.
【Ding! 】
[Key Node Detected – Investiture of the Gods Event 002: King Zhou's Incense Offering at Nuwa's Palace!]
[An event is unfolding; please remain a witness!]
Inside the main hall, incense smoke swirled.
Surrounded by his senior ministers, Emperor Xin stepped forward to offer incense.
Everything was originally calm and peaceful.
However, just as he was about to turn and leave...
"call!"
A strange, whirlwind suddenly swept up from the ground inside the hall. This wind, cold yet bewitching, scattered the light gauze curtains in front of the altar.
Lin Yuan's pupils constricted sharply as he stared intently at the altar.
The statue of Nuwa reveals its true form.
Its beauty is unparalleled, its auspicious colors shimmering, exuding ultimate purity and elegance.
Lin Yuan saw that after the gust of wind lifted the curtain, it turned into a wisp of pink calamity energy and entered Di Xin's brow.
"The sage's calculations... are they referring to the Western Religion or the Cundi Bodhisattva?"
Lin Yuan's heart pounded wildly, and he felt a chill run down his spine.
This little crow actually witnessed the placement of pieces in the most advanced game in the primordial world.
Looking at Emperor Xin again, the eyes of this majestic emperor became unfocused.
His entire body was churning violently, as if he were engaged in a life-or-death struggle with some kind of power.
In the end, confusion triumphed over clarity.
Di Xin strode forward, stared at the holy statue, and said in a deep voice:
"Bring me pen and ink."
Prime Minister Shang Rong was greatly alarmed and knelt down to plead with him.
"Your Majesty, you mustn't! Goddess Nuwa is an ancient deity who has rendered great service to humanity. Your Majesty should hold her in reverence. How could you..."
"How dare you! I am the Emperor, the most honored ruler in the land. What's wrong with me leaving a poem in praise?"
Emperor Xin, blinded by the calamity, shoved Shang Rong aside and grabbed the imperial brush.
With swift strokes, he wrote his final poem on the whitewashed wall.
"The phoenix and luan jeweled tent is a magnificent sight, adorned with exquisite gold leaf."
"The distant mountains are verdant, and the dancing sleeves reflect the rosy clouds."
"Pear blossoms, glistening with rain, vie in their beauty; peonies, shrouded in mist, display their alluring charm."
"But if she is alluring and capable, she can be brought back to Chang Le to serve the king."
"Boom—"
The moment the words "serving the king" were written, the world suddenly changed color.
The once cloudless sky was now shrouded in boundless blood-red clouds.
High above, purple lightning danced wildly like mad snakes, causing the entire void of Chaoge City to tremble.
This is the wrath of a saint!
In the darkness, Lin Yuan seemed to see the purple-gold dragon of fortune coiled above Di Xin's head, letting out a mournful cry.
Nearly 30% of the dragon vein's source has been severed.
The fortunes of the Shang Dynasty were waning.
"It's over, it's all over."
Lin Yuan took a deep breath, and his feathers stood on end.
However, amidst this cataclysmic phenomenon, Chu Tianhe, who was guarding outside the palace, reacted quite differently.
"A celestial phenomenon? Could it be that the emperor's poetry is so exceptional that it has resonated with the heavens and earth?!"
Looking at the churning dark clouds in the sky, Chu Tianhe felt no fear, but rather his face flushed with excitement.
"A great opportunity, a perfect opportunity to flatter and fawn!"
In a moment of impulsiveness, he disregarded the imperial guards' attempts to stop him and, relying on his status as a lieutenant general, strode into the hall.
He knelt down at Di Xin's feet with a thud and shouted.
"Your Majesty is a divine and mighty warrior, your literary talent unparalleled throughout history!"
"The moment this poem was uttered, even heaven and earth were moved. Although I am but a humble man, I believe that Your Majesty's poem will be remembered for generations to come and sung for eternity."
Dead silence.
The main hall of Nuwa Palace was deathly silent.
Chancellor Shang Rong, Vice Chancellor Bi Qian, and other veteran ministers of the Yin Shang dynasty stared at Chu Tianhe as if he were a dead man, trembling with rage.
This blasphemy against the Virgin Mary has incurred the wrath of Heaven and the resentment of the people. How dare this reckless general shout "May you be remembered for eternity"?!
Seeing this, Lin Yuan, who was hanging high above the roof beam, almost fell headfirst.
"Divine literary and martial prowess, renowned for generations to come?" Lin Yuan bit the bird's beak tightly, barely suppressing the urge to burst out laughing.
"Chu Tianhe, Chu Tianhe, you're provoking the King of Hell, you're dancing wildly on the ground that Goddess Nuwa has to provoke."
"You think this is some kind of flattery of the leader in the main world?"
"Your shout was probably heard even by the goddess Nuwa in the Thirty-Three Heavens. When the Yin Shang dynasty falls, you, Chu Tianhe, will definitely be the first cannon fodder to be listed on the Investiture of the Gods."
Although Di Xin was blinded by the aura of calamity, he felt that this general was very sensible.
He was overjoyed and laughed loudly, "Good, good indeed, to be remembered for generations! What's your name?"
"This humble general is Chu Tianhe!"
Chu Tianhe was so excited that he trembled all over.
The leap between social classes in the main world seems to be right before my eyes.
"reward!"
Watching Chu Tianhe leave the main hall with his arrogant back as he thanked the emperor, Lin Yuan felt it was absurd.
【Ding! 】
[Investiture of the Gods Incident 002: King Zhou's Incense Offering at Nuwa's Palace Has Been Successfully Witnessed!]
[Because the host is located in the core area of the event (the main hall of Nuwa Palace) and has personally witnessed the sage's calamity energy entering their body, the witnessing completion rate is: Perfect!]
[Congratulations, host! You have received a reward for your contributions: a century of cultivation!]
[Congratulations, host! You have obtained the cultivation technique: "Grand Celestial Demon Technique"!]
"boom!"
The moment the notification sound ended, a surge of pure and vast energy poured into the crow's body.
Dao Xing!
In the world of cultivation, "cultivation" can be accumulated by absorbing spiritual energy, but "Dao Xing" represents the understanding of the rules of heaven and earth and is the foundation of one's realm.
Ordinary spirits and monsters, living on wind and dew, need decades to develop intelligence and hundreds of years to dissolve their fractured bones.
Lin Yuan instantly gained a full hundred years' worth of cultivation foundation.
"Crackling sound—"
Lin Yuan's bones made a popping sound.
Its palm-sized body swelled up, and its feathers became as hard as black iron.
That 5% of the Golden Crow bloodline, fueled by a century of cultivation, was completely integrated into his limbs and bones.
At the same time, a golden ancient scroll slowly unfolded in his mind's eye.
The Great Celestial Demon Technique!
[The Great Celestial Demon Technique: Seizing the creation of heaven and earth, invading the mysteries of the sun and moon. This technique was created specifically for the demon race. It can devour all spiritual objects, exotic flames, and even the essence of immortals in the world to nourish oneself, ultimately transforming into an unparalleled demon lord!]
"What an overbearing technique!"
Lin Yuan was overjoyed.
In the world of Investiture of the Gods, the demon race holds a very awkward position.
Aside from the Jie Sect's Tongtian Jiaozhu advocating "education for all," the Chan Sect's Golden Immortals viewed demons as "those born from moisture and eggs, covered in fur and horns."
But he doesn't care.
With the "Great Heavenly Demon Technique" and the Golden Crow bloodline, he is on the path to becoming the ultimate overlord of the ancient demon court!