A man in a blue robe opened his eyes wide.
“So, I’ve just transmigrated?” His name was Ye Ning, originally a 996 worker (working from 9 AM to 9 PM, 6 days a week) enjoying the benefits of Earth. After getting drunk, he mysteriously transmigrated to another world.
By reading the original owner’s memories, Ye Ning came to understand this world.
The structure of this world was similar to the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods. Above them was the Son of Heaven of Zhou, known as the lord of the world, but in reality, he was growing weaker and weaker, his qi luck already gone.
The world had nine prefectures. Among them, six prefectures, to appease the feudal lords, were carved out into fiefdoms, transforming into six states.
These six states were Qi, Chu, Wei, Wu, Qin, and Yan.
The six states were brimming with ambition, their eyes fixed on the position of the supreme Emperor.
And behind these six states, there were also six colossal immortal sects standing behind them.
Within these six great immortal sects, powerhouses were as numerous as clouds. It was said there were even Land True Immortals, capable of moving mountains and filling seas, summoning wind and rain; their power was truly terrifying.
In short, this was a strange world with an extremely high danger coefficient.
An ordinary person like Ye Ning, if unlucky enough to encounter a powerhouse, could die from a mere sneeze.
But Ye Ning wasn't flustered in the slightest.
Because he had assistance.
As a transmigrator, in this day and age, it would be embarrassing to even greet others without a system to help.
His system was very simple and brutal, summarized in seven words.
“After death, you will be invincible.”
That’s right, the system gave such a direct explanation: as long as the host died, they could immediately inherit all the power stored within the system and become the Heavenly Emperor of the Upper Realm.
The Heavenly Emperor was the supreme powerhouse.
According to the system’s introduction, in the heavens, only eight Heavenly Emperors had ever appeared throughout history.
Each one was a unique existence throughout eternity.
In other words, as long as Ye Ning died, he could immediately become the strongest person in the world!
Of course, such an invincible system would definitely have restrictions.
That was: he couldn’t commit suicide!
The system clearly stated that any form of suicide would not be accepted.
On this point, there were no loopholes to exploit.
But from Ye Ning’s perspective, this was fundamentally not a problem.
Ridiculous, wasn’t it simple to die?
He couldn’t commit suicide, but he could court death, actively court death.
In this world with an extremely high danger coefficient, if he casually stirred up some trouble, wouldn’t he die in just a few minutes?
“So, becoming invincible is that simple.” Ye Ning curled his lips, genuinely happy from the bottom of his heart.
The position of the ninth Heavenly Emperor, I will gladly accept it.
Just as he was lost in thought, a sharp voice rang out from outside the palace hall.
“Lord Ye, it’s time for court.”
Ye Ning glanced over and saw a eunuch in a blue robe.
Only then did he remember his identity.
He, Ye Ning, a junior seventh-rank official, was the Fu Bao Lang of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
The so-called Fu Bao Lang was the title for the “official in charge of the imperial seal,” responsible for managing the Imperial Seal of the Realm.
A major event like morning court, originally, a minor official like him wouldn’t be qualified to attend. But the Fu Bao Lang was special; he could stand to the side and listen. If the Son of Heaven needed to issue an imperial decree, he would take out the imperial seal and hand it to the Son of Heaven to stamp.
This kind of experience, Ye Ning himself had experienced many times in his previous life.
But this morning court session was different from before.
A hint of this was also evident from the tightly furrowed brows of the blue-robed eunuch outside.
“Now that I think about it, today is the day the six nations come before the palace to force the emperor to abdicate!” Ye Ning’s heart stirred slightly as he asked.
“Have the other lords arrived?” The blue-robed eunuch nodded slightly, a bitter smile on his face, and replied.
“They have, and they’re all there sighing.” Ye Ning wasn’t surprised in the least.
The six nations had managed to become independent states not only due to the strength of their respective royal houses, but also because they were backed by six immortal sects.
The immortal sects used the six nations as pawns, each growing stronger in turn, all vying for the imperial throne.
Once achieved, the qi luck of the realm would converge, which for the immortal sects, would be an immense, heaven-defying fortune.
In the past, the realm was unified, and the Chu Son of Heaven alone commanded the Nine Provinces. Now, with land carved up and kings enfeoffed, six of the Nine Provinces had already been seized by the six nations. And today, another powerful immortal sect, the Wuhua Sect, had entered the fray, supporting the Jinyang Li family, aiming to carve off Jing Province and establish yet another “Jin State.”
If they succeeded, the six nations would become seven.
By then, the people of the realm would naturally grow even more disillusioned with the Great Chu dynasty, popular support would plummet, and the already dim qi luck would undoubtedly suffer heavy damage.