On my first day as an obscure god in Investiture of the Gods, I saved Su Daji.
The Chan Sect cultivators of the Investiture of the Gods world are slaughtering a village in the name of “exorcising demons,” while my statue lies trampled underfoot. “An obscure god thinks it deserves offerings?” As I teeter on the brink of death, the Tyrant-Aiding System activates: the Shang dynasty's fortunes are my divine power! Its first mission is to “rescue the fox demon Su Daji within twelve shichen.” The reward is a wind-summoning technique? I'm protecting King Zhou!
The “natural disaster” at the Nuwa Temple in Chaoge is actually a weather weapon from the Heavenly Court, while the rebellion in the North Sea conceals footage of the Yuxu Twelve Immortals massacring a city. I help King Zhou use a blood pact with the Human Emperor to control the three demons, and introduce civil service exams for mortal officials. Students from humble families use pulley-powered water lifts to outdo the immortal sects' water-control arts! When the Heavenly Venerable of Primordial Beginning decrees the destruction of Shang, I sneer and launch a public-opinion campaign.
Before the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, King Zhou sets his flesh ablaze and crashes into Mount Buzhou, breaking it in two. “Today, immortals and mortals are severed! The Primordial World belongs to humanity!” I recruit unclaimed obscure gods to form the Grassroots Divine Alliance and erect a Heavenly Stele of Divine Law: “Whoever oppresses the people will be slain by all the gods!” On the first day of business, the Incense Bank takes in over a hundred million in deposits. Mecha Nezha hefts a Zhuxian cannon and blasts a Sage: “Take this, an inhumanity particle cannon!”
When the Heavenly Dao's Hongjun sends down a sea of purple sky-thunder, I smile.
An old farmer raises a hoe capable of slaying a Sage. A baby exchanged by its mother transforms into a flame passed down through the ages, while the history of the Investiture of the Gods takes shape as a giant dragon and charges skyward against the thunder! The new Heavenly Court introduces a competitive hiring system for divine posts: a fisherwoman defeats the Dragon King's Crown Prince with ecological fish-farming techniques, while Lord Guan clutches an incense-tax bill and wails, “It's heavier than my Green Dragon Crescent Blade!”
While traveling through the mortal world, a boy points at his textbook and asks me:
“Sir, was King Zhou really a tyrant?”
I look toward the image-storing stone unearthed at the ruins of Chaoge:
Amid the blood rain, Emperor Xin cuts his own flesh to cure the plague, while the nine-tailed fox gives up her soul to protect him.
“History is written by the victors, but justice lives in the hearts of all beings.”
