Investiture of the Gods: Renewing Great Shang's Incense for 300 Years

I indulged in wine pools and meat forests,

I delighted in burning loyal subjects alive,

I doted on Daji and threw the court into chaos,

I cut out Bi Gan's exquisite heart.

The Human race's resentment blotted out the sky. King Wu of Zhou marched against Zhou, and six hundred years of Shang dynasty offerings went up in smoke...

I was reborn as King Zhou.

I won't build wine pools and meat forests. I'll build a Great Wall stretching ten thousand li!

Your honest advice grates on my ears! Bi Gan, I'll reward you with a fief of ten thousand households!

Jiang Shang, don't leave! I'll make you the Imperial Preceptor!

Li Jing, stop hitting your son. I'll appoint Nezha as a great general...

I, King Zhou, have worked diligently for thirty years. I can govern the state with letters and pacify the realm with arms. The people live in peace and prosperity...

Why have you raised an army against me again, King Wu of Zhou?

Haotian: My Heavenly Court is short on people.

King Wu of Zhou: Emperors take turns on the throne. Let me sit on your dragon throne for a while.

Primordial Heavenly Lord: I promised Haotian I'd promote the Investiture of the Gods.

The Sage is not benevolent; he treats the common people like straw dogs.

I, King Zhou, will establish the laws of Heaven and Earth and set the statutes for immortals and gods.

The Supreme Sages of the Primordial World have all perished. Only the Human race will endure for all eternity.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Please do not imitate.