"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

"I thought you would succumb to the threat of the Jade Emperor and abandon me."


Seeing the grand wedding procession of Di Xin arriving at Mount Hua, Yang Chan felt a touch of emotion. At this moment, dressed in bridal attire, her innate beauty was enhanced by the makeup, making her enchanting and captivating, surpassing even the golden radiance of the Golden Crows.


The beautiful appearance of Yang Chan surpassed even the brilliance of the Golden Crows. Yang Chan's beauty was accentuated by the bridal attire, making her enchanting and captivating.


At Yang Chan's side, several maids attending to her stood respectfully, neither servile nor overbearing.


Di Xin saw a faint redness in Yang Chan's eyes, probably because the phenomenon of blocking the sun and moon just now had made her lose hope.


"In this vast world of primordial chaos, no one can stop me from marrying you. Since you are willing to marry me, I will definitely come to marry you. No one can stand in the way."


Yang Chan's Wedding