Journey to the West: I have Nine Golden Crows Inside Me-Chapter 1350 - 916 Investiture of the Gods

"In this time to come into the world?"

"Right, it should be in this time, great changes are imminent, chaos is about to arise, the Great Shang treasury should come into being, to enhance the power of the Human Race."

In a moment of thought, Jiang Chen understood the cause and effect of the matter. Recently, due to the chaos, the fate of the Human Race had fluctuated dramatically, sometimes high, sometimes low. It was under this influence that the Great Shang treasury had emerged prematurely.

However, to say it had emerged, at present it was only showing signs of doing so; there was still some time before its true emergence. Moreover, the Great Shang treasury was different from the First Emperor’s treasury; it was more dangerous, and not just anyone could enter.

Great Shang was a watershed for the Human Race. Before the fall of Great Shang, Ancient Martial Arts were mainstream among the Human Race. After its destruction, Ancient Martial Arts quickly disappeared, replaced by the contemporary Martial Dao.

It can be said that within the Great Shang treasury, not only were treasures of Great Shang enclosed, but also the last forces of Ancient Martial Arts. If fully unleashed, it was enough to obliterate a Great Divine Transcendent.

The danger of the Great Shang treasury was such that it warned others not to forcefully intrude; otherwise, should the treasury explode, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"The Great Shang treasury, only Ancient Martial Artists can enter. This treasury, one might say, is prepared especially for me. However, I must also guard against those Great Divine Transcendents of the Mystic Sect."

"They might not be interested in the rest of the treasures in the treasury, but for the one thousand two hundred and ninety-six Heaven and Earth Banners, they would undoubtedly be interested."

"This is what killed the Mystic Sect Tiandi, although the Mystic Sect Tiandi is thoroughly dead. But for Great Divine Transcendents, as long as the Chaos World persists, there’s no such thing as a complete extinction."

"Once we retrieve the one thousand two hundred and ninety-six Heaven and Earth Banners, with the combined efforts of the Mystic Sect’s Great Divine Transcendents, they might revive the long gone Mystic Sect Tiandi."

Jiang Chen knew, after the coming into being of the Great Shang treasury, the situation he faced was even worse than when the First Emperor’s treasury had emerged. Because those eyeing the Great Shang treasury were even more Great Divine Transcendents.

Mystic Sect Great Divine Transcendents, apart from loners like Old Ancestor Underworld River with no friends, who doesn’t have a few close friends? Even Kunpeng Old Ancestor had a few friends, let alone the Mystic Sect Tiandi.

Having the Mystic Sect’s great divine transcendents unanimously elect him as Tiandi, his connections were certainly vast. Previously without conditions, even if they wished to revive him, they couldn’t. But now conditions existed, and his friends wouldn’t mind taking the opportunity to help him.

This is what friends do, today I help a friend in crisis, and in the future if I am in crisis, naturally, I also have friends to help me.

"Let’s have a fight then."

Jiang Chen appeared very confident; he indeed had the capital to be confident. Now fearless against any enemy, even if a Saint came personally, at most it would be an even split with him.

With his strength comparable to that of a Saint, could anyone really steal treasures from his hands?

"Great Shang Mystic Bird Flag!"

Suddenly, Jiang Chen thought of an artifact, the Great Shang Mystic Bird Flag. This was a treasure he had obtained in his youth from the palace in Xianyang.

Mystic Bird was the totem of Great Shang. And Great Qin, was a successor of merchants. The ancestors of Great Qin accidentally obtained the Great Shang Mystic Bird Flag that came from the Great Shang treasury, inheriting the remaining fate of Great Shang, thus thriving, rising, and ultimately even annihilating Great Zhou.

"Great Shang Mystic Bird Flag, according to legend, this is a major treasure of Great Shang; it might well be connected to the Great Shang treasury, perhaps even the key to unlocking it."

"This item falling into my hands implies many things, as if by fate, were predetermined long ago."

Jiang Chen suddenly understood, among the many who infiltrated the palace that night, why only he obtained the Great Shang Mystic Bird Flag — because he alone was an Ancient Martial Artist.

The Mystic Bird Flag must have sensed the aura of an Ancient Martial Artist on him and thus voluntarily fell into his hands.

Realizing this, Jiang Chen wanted to take out the Mystic Bird Flag to examine its relationship with the Great Shang treasury. Suddenly, he was startled.

Because he had just remembered, the Mystic Bird Flag was not in his hands, but had been lent to Huo Qubing.

Back then, in the Great Prairie to the north, Jiang Chen, along with Sun Wukong and Huo Qubing, had joined forces to defeat the Xiongnu tribe and slain the demonic god, the son of Heavenly Wolf Howling Moon.

It was then, upon leaving the Great Prairie, that Jiang Chen had lent the Mystic Bird Flag to Huo Qubing. He saw Huo Qubing’s capable military leadership and planned to use his hand to refine the Mystic Bird Flag with the secret methods of the School of War, to increase its power.

Unexpectedly, since that time, Jiang Chen’s cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds, and he had forgotten about this matter and never sought Huo Qubing to retrieve the Mystic Bird Flag.

"Huo Qubing, this is troublesome."

"After becoming unrivaled in the world, this guy faked his death and went to cultivate in the Ancestral Land of the Human Race, then finding it boring, he left the Three Realms in company with others, with no clue where he went."

Remembering this, Jiang Chen felt a toothache. After faking his death, one could say Huo Qubing completely let himself go, not staying long in the Ancestral Land before heading out of the Three Realms to travel.

What’s crucial is, this guy is directionally challenged; having traveled so far, he might have lost his way, and nobody knows where he went. If one wanted to find him, they couldn’t, only hoping he would find his way back by himself.

"Hopefully he didn’t take my Mystic Bird Flag with him."

With a thought, Jiang Chen used his divine ability, following the mysterious connection to locate the Mystic Bird Flag.

"Still in the Nine States, Luoyang?"

In the capital of Great Han, within Luoyang city, Jiang Chen sensed the aura of the Mystic Bird Flag. Instantly, his figure disappeared from the spot, making his way to Luoyang city.

Chi Di is a subordinate god of the Flame Emperor. Although Jiang Chen was intent on annihilating the Han Dynasty, out of respect for Chi Di, it wouldn’t do to act too excessively. At least, when annihilating the Han Dynasty, he needed to give Chi Di a heads-up.

...

When Jiang Chen set off for Luoyang, his avatars also began to act.

In an unnamed mountain village, a young man holding a sickle was fighting a group of blade-wielding bandits. Despite being covered in wounds and his clothes soaked in blood, and with one arm severed,

he seemed not to feel pain. His eyes remained resolute as he continued to swing the sickle in his hand, never taking a step back. Beneath his feet, the ground was littered with bodies—both bandits and villagers.

Behind him was the village that had raised him. He could have run, but for the sake of the villagers, he chose to stay and fight the bandits. His fellow villagers made the same choice.

The bandits were many and strong, and they were well-equipped, far beyond what a few peasants with farm tools could hope to contend with. Strength simply wasn’t enough, and as this young man, unwilling to give in, bled profusely, he gradually lost his strength.

Swoosh...

A spray of blood marked the end of this young man’s life.

Had this been the Age of Dharma Decline, his death would have been just that. However, this was the Prehistoric World where oftentimes, the dead were more fearsome than the living.

In a place invisible to mortals, dense resentment rose from the young man’s corpse, swirling around his soul. If nothing unexpected happened, by nightfall, he would transform into a vengeful spirit to seek revenge on these bandits.

It was then that Jiang Chen’s avatar arrived.

Brilliant divine light appeared, shining upon the young man’s soul, dispelling the resentment and gradually solidifying his soul, which then emitted golden divine light.

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Jiang Chen’s voice rang out, bestowing the title of land god upon the young man.

...

Elsewhere, in a small city, a middle-aged scholar stepped forward and incessantly recited the words of a saint, stirring the righteous energy of the universe to strike at the monsters besieging the town.

A Confucian drawing upon the universe’s righteous energy solely with their own strength usually meant only one thing—they were fighting desperately. Each strike was infused with their life force, consuming their lifespan.

It could be seen that every time the middle-aged scholar uttered a saying of the saint, a new wrinkle formed on his face, and his hair started to turn gray.

"Alas, if only I weren’t so dull and could grasp the teachings of the saints, how could I fail to protect the city, forcing us into a dire situation by a few monsters?"

With a resentful roar, the body of the middle-aged scholar suddenly exploded.

Instead of red, his blood was azure. The azure blood, mixed with righteous energy, formed several azure swords that shot towards the monsters.

"Sigh!"

Suddenly, a sigh sounded.

Following that, time began to reverse, everything retraced its steps, and the scholar’s body was restored in an instant.

Brilliant divine light rose from him, manifested by the incense willpower and turned into a golden divine robe draped over him.

"From this day onward, you will be the city god of this place, ensuring the safety and prosperity of the local populace, and upholding justice for the people."

"Heavenly Dao dictates reincarnation; good and evil will always be repaid!"

Jiang Chen’s voice echoed.

...

In a nameless small river in the Nine States, a child was playing by the river, accidentally fell into it.

Trapped in the riverbed was a water ghost.

Water ghosts are those who died accidentally in water bodies or who committed suicide in rivers, lakes, or seas, thus being bound by the waters and unable to move on to the Netherworld for reincarnation.

They secretly roamed under the water, luring or directly drowning living beings to take their place, which would then allow them to free themselves and reincarnate.

This water ghost had been bound here for over a hundred years, trapped day after day, unable to move. He had long since grown weary of it.

This child who had accidentally fallen into the water was his chance of release. If he wished, he could easily drown the child and use him as a scapegoat.

Yet upon seeing someone fall into the water, the water ghost moved, reached out his hands to grab the child but did not drag him under to drown. Instead, he lifted the child out of the water and placed him on the shore.

Over nearly a hundred years, there have been at least a dozen or more people who accidentally fell into the water, and without exception, the water ghost had saved each one of them.

He couldn’t bear the loneliness of being trapped in the water himself, so how could he bear letting someone else suffer the same?

Thus, he chose to endure the boundless loneliness alone rather than have another person in the world suffer like him.

"Ah, such a virtuous being!"

Jiang Chen appeared, granted a divine seal, and invested the water ghost as the water god of this region.

It’s commonly said that water ghosts harm people, yet who has heard of a water ghost saving people? Only a truly virtuous person could do such a thing, and even if Jiang Chen had not granted him godhood, sooner or later the local people would build temples for him and the heaven and earth themselves would naturally grant him divine status in response to their reverence.