I Will Transmigrate In 10 Days; Fortunately I Have A Cultivation Emulator

Chapter 397 - 397 Shifting the Disaster to the East



Chapter 397 - 397 Shifting the Disaster to the East

397 Shifting the Disaster to the East

Finally, under the strong request of Emperor Xin.

After that, everything became logical.

Emperor Xin immediately ordered all the officials to enter the hall and announce Zhao Hao’s oath to the public.

All the officials were dumbfounded and had yet to react.

One after another, they listed out Zhao Hao’s appointment.

Immediately, the entire hall was in chaos.

Whether it was the loyal officials, Bi Gan, Shang Rong, Grand Preceptor Wen, or the sycophants Fei Zhong and You Hun, they all expressed their objections to Zhao Hao’s reward.

Zhao Hao also refused at this time.

In the end, Emperor Xin had no choice but to take back Zhao Hao’s title of Regent and keep the other rewards.

In just one night, Great Shang had an additional commander who was in charge of all the passes in Great Shang.

Zhao Hao’s name instantly spread throughout the human world.

On the other hand, Yuan Hong, who had come with Zhao Hao, had taken over his position under his recommendation, becoming the General of Jiepai Pass.

In the Imperial study…

This was a place that Emperor Xin had specially built for him to handle government affairs.

Almost all of Great Shang’s important officials were there.

Huang Feihu, the King of Wucheng, Shang Rong, Bi Gan, Grand Preceptor Wen, Fei Zhong, and of course, Zhao Hao, were among them.

Di Xin, who was sitting at the head of the table, said to Fei Zhong in dissatisfaction, “Sir Fei, what’s the matter? Why did you call all the officials here?”

It was obvious that even Emperor Xin did not know what had happened.

Fei Zhong hurriedly took out a roll of paper sealed in a bamboo tube from his sleeve, opened it quickly, and said, “Your Majesty, the North Sea has rebelled. Yuan Futong and a white-clothed boy killed 18 Dukes in a row, intimidating all the forces.

Emperor Xin took the report and read it carefully. Other than a slight frown, there was no change in his expression.

Although it was recorded that it had been brought forward by a period of time, the current Great Shang was not the Great Shang of that time. The butterfly effect would cause the event to be brought forward, so it was not a problem.

After reading the letter, Emperor Xin passed it to Zhao Hao, who was sitting beside him.

Zhao Hao was also calm and directly looked at it carefully.

He wouldn’t have known if he didn’t look, but he was shocked when he did.

Zhao Hao had only just found out that Emperor Xin had set up an intelligence organization.

Fei Zhong was also the head of the secret agents.

His name was even more coquettish, Delinquents.

Originally, Zhao Hao had thought that it was just a simple intelligence organization.

However, he did not expect that the Delinquents’ information network was so powerful that it had already exceeded his expectations.

The letter clearly stated who Yuan Futong had met, what he ate, and what he did every day.

These things were not important to him.

However, any one of the Delinquents’ spies could play a key role.

Zhao Hao calmly took a sip of the wine in front of him and passed the letter to Grand Preceptor Wen and the others, while he remained silent.

From the information, it could be seen that the immortals and gods had finally reached out to the North Sea.

According to the original timeline, the rebellion in the North Sea was the beginning of The Investiture of Gods’ ceremony.

At that time, the 72 Dukes rose up and, under the leadership of Yuan Futong, caused chaos everywhere.

From then on, Great Shang began to decline.

The North Sea’s rebellion was definitely related to The Investiture of Gods.

Emperor Xin and Nuwa’s poem was written after the rebellion in the North Sea and Wen Zhong’s departure.

If Wen Zhong didn’t leave, how would the Nine-Tailed Fox dare to enter the capital?

Di Xin said to Wen Zhong with a smile after he finished reading the report, “Grand Preceptor Wen, do you know whose disciple that white-robed boy is? Isn’t he afraid of the mortal world’s disasters by participating in the mortal world’s affairs?”

The corners of Emperor Xin’s mouth curled up as he slowly walked to Wen Zhong’s side and said indifferently, “Dressed in white, with a western hairstyle, holding a prayer bead, stepping on a lotus flower to fly into the sky and escape into the ground.

“The White Lotus Child!”

Wen Zhong was dumbfounded, and his mouth was wide open.

As a cultivator, Wen Zhong knew what kind of person the White Lotus Child was.

That was the guardian child of the Saint who had received him.

Wen Zhong’s eyes widened as he read through the information several times. He was instantly stunned.

“Your Majesty, the White Lotus Child has gone to the North Sea, could it be…”

Di Xin nodded and said in a deep voice.

“That’s right. The wind is blowing. The cultivation tribulation is coming.”

Wen Zhong was not surprised that Zi Shou said the two words ‘cultivation tribulation’.

“I didn’t expect, I didn’t expect… Those high and mighty Saints actually set up a trap for the great tribulation.”

Wen Zhong sighed.

The Saints would definitely take the field personally.

This meant that no matter how hard they tried to rule, Great Shang would not be able to escape its fate of destruction.

Di Xin had said this to him many times.

In the beginning, Wen Zhong did not want to believe it and still had hope in his heart.

But now, he had no choice but to believe it.

Suddenly, Wen Zhong opened his old eyes, and the murkiness disappeared. He made up his mind that he would never have any more fantasies in the future.

“Your Majesty, that White Lotus Child has a profound cultivation base and even has a Saint-level treasure. I’m afraid it won’t work.”

“Give me three days. I’ll go to the sacred mountain and invite a few fellow Daoists to capture him and send him to the West for questioning.”

Wen Zhong’s words were very frank.

However, there was no way for Di Xin could agree.

The great momentum of the ceremony had already begun, and it was not something that a mere White Lotus Child could control.

After a long silence, Emperor Xin suddenly thought of the Big Brother he had just acknowledged and turned to Zhao Hao.

“Big Brother, do you have any plans that can break Yuan Futong’s trap?”

For some reason, Emperor Xin trusted Zhao Hao wholeheartedly.

Zhao Hao was also taken aback by the question. He was good at war, but he was not good at stratagems.

However, with all the civil and military officials looking at him, he had just been promoted and could not drop the ball.

Zhao Hao immediately had an idea and replied, “Their plan is to take advantage of the chaos in the North Sea to transfer Grand Preceptor Wen away. With Grand Preceptor Wen in the capital, they can’t use many of their tricks.”

Zhao Hao’s words were reasonable, and everyone nodded in agreement.

“How about this? We will not send a single soldier. Your Majesty, you will announce the order for Ji Chang to lead the army to the North Sea to suppress the rebellion.

“I’ve heard that the palace of the Marquis of the West is even bigger than my palace. He has four bums, 24 concubines, 99 sons, 36 of whom practice martial arts. Such a person should be sent to quell the rebellion in the North Sea.”

Zhao Hao’s move to direct the disaster to the East was definitely a very clever one.

The Saints had decided that Xi Qi would be the new ruler of the human race. The North Sea rebellion was also to make Great Shang decline and benefit Xi Qi in the end.

Once Xi Qi was the judge, in a sense, it would be like a family fighting a family. No matter who won or lost, it would only be good for Great Shang.

Zhao Hao’s suggestion made Emperor Xin’s eyes light up.

The other officials in the study couldn’t help but look at Zhao Hao with admiration.


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