The system's voice made Di Xin feel pleasantly surprised.
Although he had inherited the Shang Dynasty, he did not lack ordinary talents, but he lacked powerful talents.
If it was an ordinary war, the Shang Dynasty's civil and military officials would naturally be able to deal with it. However, in the Battle of Gods Investiture, the main characters were the immortals and gods in the sky and the saints outside the chaos. The power of mortals could not lead the battle.
If Di Xin wanted to compete with the immortals and gods, not only did he have to be strong, but his subordinates also had to be strong!
With a hint of anticipation in his heart, Di Xin opened the detailed information of the recruited Godfiends.
Immediately, a panel appeared in front of him.
Name: Xiang Yu
[Attribute: Overlord's Power]
[Strength: Primordial Unity Golden Immortal]
[Description: The power to pull up a mountain is unparalleled. When the time is unfavorable, the horse will not run away. What can the horse do? Yu Xi Yu Xi, what can I do? The first hero since ancient times. After his death, he was recorded by the system and cultivated to the realm of Taiyi. With the power of the Overlord, he was respected among those in the same realm.]
Looking at the detailed data on the interface, a glimmer of light appeared in Di Xin's eyes, and his heart was filled with joy.
Di Xin quickly calmed down.
Xiang Yu would arrive in two hours, so Di Xin temporarily shifted his attention to the Emperor Qi Cultivation Technique.
There were nine levels to the Emperor Qi Cultivation Technique. After the ninth level, one could transcend. However, Emperor Xin had absorbed the fate of the entire Shang Dynasty. Although his strength was thousands of times stronger than before, the Emperor Qi Cultivation Technique had yet to break through the first level.
Sensing this, Di Xin frowned.
"That shouldn't be the case. Although the Emperor Qi Refining Technique was powerful, it was impossible for the Gathering of a Nation's Luck to not even break through the first level, right?”
Di Xin's mind was filled with confusion as he thought about it. Suddenly, a guess appeared in his mind.
Although the Shang Dynasty was a country, there were 800 vassals in each country. These vassals could be said to be countries within countries.
Other than paying tribute every year, these dukes had the same power as kings in their fiefs.
So, wasn't their luck considered Great Shang's luck?
Di Xin had a feeling that this was the reason why he couldn't break through the first level.
At the thought of this, Di Xin couldn't help but smile, but his eyes were cold.
The Shang Dynasty had passed down seventeen generations and thirty-one kings. After more than five hundred years of trials and tribulations, it could be said that Emperor Xin's fate was at its strongest.
If it wasn't for the matter of the apotheosis, the empire that had been established for nearly 600 years would never have fallen into the hands of Emperor Xin.
Although the sky full of immortals and gods were the main culprits, the betrayal of the 800 dukes was the key reason for the complete destruction of the Tang Empire.
Because immortals and gods could not kill mortals wantonly, or they would be bound by karma. Therefore, if it were not for the betrayal of the eight hundred vassals, no matter how powerful the immortals and gods were, they would not have been able to destroy the Shang Dynasty directly.
At this moment, Di Xin suddenly had a strong urge to keep all the 800 vassals who were paying tribute in Zhaoge.
However, this impulse was suppressed by Di Xin's rationality.
At this moment, his wings were not fully grown. If he rashly attacked, it would only cause waves and even attract the attention of the saints of heaven and earth. This was definitely not something he could bear now.
Di Xin slowly let out a breath of turbid air and suppressed his rolling thoughts.
At this moment, the official's voice suddenly sounded outside the bedroom.
"Your Majesty, there is a man from the mountains outside the palace. He said that he has come under Your Majesty's orders.”
Upon hearing this, Di Xin knew that Xiang Yu had arrived. He immediately spoke in a dignified voice.
"Bring him to me!"
"Yes."
The inner official responded, and there was no sound outside the bedroom. After a while, the inner official's voice sounded again.
"Great King, I've brought the person."
"Come in."
As soon as Di Xin finished speaking, the door of the bedroom was pushed open slowly. An official led a nine-foot-tall brawny man in.
The burly man was dressed in coarse cloth, and his face looked a little wooden. However, his eyes contained an indescribable domineering aura.
There was no doubt that he was the legendary hero, the Western Chu Overlord Xiang Yu!
"This commoner greets the king!"
Xiang Yu knelt down on one knee and spoke in a powerful voice. Seeing this, Di Xin was filled with satisfaction.
It was not only because Xiang Yu was stronger and more domineering than the legends said.
Most importantly, Di Xin didn't see any unwillingness in his eyes. He was only convinced.
This also meant that this legendary Overlord of the West Chu was completely loyal to him and did not have to worry about having second thoughts.
This was what satisfied Di Xin the most. As a superior, although the ability of his subordinates was important, loyalty was more important!
"Stand up."
Di Xin waved his sleeve.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Xiang Yu slowly stood up. His tall and sturdy body gave off an unparalleled sense of oppression, which satisfied Di Xin more and more.
Of course, Xiang Yu was also the first God summoned by Emperor Xin. There would always be a special feeling in the position of first.
"From today onwards, you will temporarily follow me. After a period of time, I will arrange for you to lead the troops.”
"Yes."
Di Xin casually made the arrangements, and Xiangyu responded expressionlessly.
The banquet lasted until late at night before it slowly dispersed. Although the banquet was a little awkward because of Emperor Xin's departure, everyone below was drunk.
The next day, when Di Xin went to court, he could faintly smell the fragrance of wine in the palace.
In the imperial court, all the civil and military officials looked at Di Xin, who was sitting on the throne, and bowed respectfully."Greetings, Your Majesty."
Although the Shang Dynasty was a slave society, the nobles and ministers only needed to bow and salute at other times except for special occasions.
After the process, the court session officially began. The ministers reported various important matters of the country and waited for Emperor Xin to make a decision.
Although this was the first time Di Xin was the ruler of a dynasty, he had never eaten pork before.
Di Xin mimicked the posture of the emperors on TV and didn't make a fool of himself.
At this moment, Shang Rong stepped out and bowed.
"Your Majesty, the inauguration ceremony has ended. The eight hundred vassals have resigned outside the palace.”
Upon hearing this, Di Xin, who was sitting on the throne, could not help but feel a ripple in his heart. However, he still waved his hand in the end.
"They're gone. Let them go."
As soon as he finished speaking, a trace of hesitation flashed across Shang Rong's face,"Your Majesty, this…I'm afraid it's not in line with etiquette.”
Di Xin waved his hand." Do as I say."”
The overbearing words made Shang Rong smile bitterly, but in the end, he nodded.
Pausing, Shang Rong spoke again,"In three days, it will be the birthday of the Holy Mother of the Human race, Goddess Nuwa. Please head to the Nuwa Palace to offer incense and pray for our Great Shang.”
Hearing this, Di Xin's eyes flashed and his heart skipped a beat.
"I understand. I will go there in three days.”
Seeing Di Xin agree, Shang Rong heaved a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that Di Xin would reject him again.
The court session continued, but Emperor Xin's thoughts had already flown to three days later. After all, this was where Great Shang began to decline.
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