"In grace and charm, Nuwa's form so fair,
If clay could breathe, a maiden rare,
To Chang Le's palace, my heart laid bare,
I'd take her, serve, beyond compare."
Have I truly traversed to the waning era of the Shang Dynasty?
And am I, in fact, the very inept and despotic Emperor Di Xin ?
Label me licentious? I shall endure!
Accuse me of an alcohol addict? I shall also endure!
Brand me as a dumb ruler? Absolutely not!
I shall rally the Dragon Clan against calamity, rebel the Heavenly Court, upholding the sovereign authority of the Human Emperor!
I shall replenish the national treasury, fostering education and winning the hearts of the people, restoring the grandeur of Great Shang!
Whether it is the Western Powers, the Heavenly Court, or the Chan Religion,  I shall not yield.
Whether it is the Human race, the Divine race, and the Demonic race, I shall command them all!
For I am Emperor Di Xin of the Humans! The first sage monarch in history!

My Reign as a Fatuous Monarch in the Shang Dynasty

Minister Wen had a vague premonition that he felt this matter wasn't as simple as it appeared on the surface, so he chose to remain silent.


"All ministers, don't worry. Developing the West is an imperative task, and what we need now is a brave warrior to act as an envoy to explore the truth about the West. Though the West is extremely impoverished, I feel even more proud for our Shang's citizens. I believe he can bring good news. Moreover, if we hesitate and are afraid to decide on such a trivial matter as developing the West, our Shang will lose its dignity, and the human race will not find a true place in the Primordial Era."


Seeing the determination of the King, both Shang Rong and Bi Gan wore helpless expressions. There was nothing they could do but obediently follow their master's instructions.


Beauty Delivered to the Doorstep