Chapter 107: I bestow upon you the Nine Cauldrons!

n this setting, I'll first have a bite of rou jia mo as a sign of respect.""You guys are really something, give me a bite too."“…”Unlike the joy of the Chinese audience, audiences from other countries...> Jiang Wenming stepped forward and listened to the imperial decree!

Emperor Xin suddenly shouted loudly.

Jiang Wenming was startled, though he didn't understand what the other person intended to do, he still cautiously stepped forward and bowed respectfully.

As a solitary ruler, I bestow upon you the Nine Tripods of Divine State. Will you accept

Di Xin stared at Jiang Wenming and asked.

"Shenzhou Jiuding"

Jiang Wenming showed a puzzled expression.

"If you accept the Nine Tripod inheritance, from now on you will be the new King. For the rest of your life, you must do everything in your power to protect the people of our Hua Xia nation. Can you do this!"

Jiang Wenming was stunned by this sudden change.

My mind is full of the words "Human King".

How did I become the Human King

"Can you do it!"

Emperor Xin drank again and asked.

"The junior will certainly do my utmost until death."

If we've come this far, shouldn't we accept it

Even without the title of King, he would die for China.

Don't talk about whether it's great or not, just ask: It is a responsibility that Chinese people must have!

So this vow meant nothing to him at all.

The moment he agreed, the entire Huaxia Pantheon was suddenly bathed in a brilliant golden light.

The national fortune golden dragon appeared, its mouth spitting out nine small cauldrons.

These nine miniature tripods, after appearing, automatically flew to Jiang Wenming's face, circling him once before merging into one.

Jiang Wenming just wanted to reach out and take it, but he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his finger.

A drop of blood flew out and fell into the Nine Cauldrons.

All of a sudden.

Nine Tripod began to emerge with various mountain, river, and lake patterns.

Jiang Wenming knew this was the map of China. It depicted the entire Chinese territory, all its mountains and rivers, landscapes, and cultural landmarks.

The scene flashed, and then the nine cauldrons disappeared into Jiang Wenming's body, forming a tattoo-like pattern.

Just then, a sound of something breaking suddenly reached Chiang Wenming's ears.

Looking up, one could see the throne belonging to Emperor Xin begin to crack little by little, and finally crumble into a pile of fragments.

And Emperor Xin himself began to fade away a little by little.

"Your Majesty!"

Jiang Wenming cried out in silence.

When Emperor Xin heard this, he smiled slightly at him and then completely disappeared from the world.

"Farewell, King!"

All Chinese spirits, bowing their heads, followed Emperor Xin's vanishing figure.

In the place where Emperor Xin disappeared, a group of seven-colored light shone.

This is the seven-aperture exquisite heart that Daji gifted to Emperor Xin.

Jiang Ziya took a step forward, reached out to take the seven-aperture crystal heart, and walked in front of Jiang Wenming.

"This is a gift from the Human King, given to you by me."

Jiang Wenming's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at Jiang Ziya with some disbelief.

This is the human heart, or perhaps it belongs to Bi Qian's seven-aperture exquisite heart. It contains all of Daji's cultivation.

How dare he accept it

“Actually, even when the Human King decided to pass down the Nine Cauldrons to you, he had already made preparations to disappear completely. This is what he specially left for you, and only by obtaining this Seven Aperture Exquisite Heart can you become the true Human King.”

"Why me"

Jiang Wenming asked back.

He wasn't related to Emperor Xin by blood or marriage, nor did he have any exceptional qualities. Why would the other party choose him

Ginger touched his beard and shook his head slightly, smiling without saying a word.

He knew, but he just wouldn't say.

This made Chiang Wenming's teeth itch with anger.

There's no other way, he can only choose to accept it.

Actually, he didn't care much about the Seven Apertures Exquisite Heart. What he cared about more was Daji's thousand years of cultivation.

After all, he's only been in this world for a short time. From his awakening to now, although he has obtained many divine abilities and martial arts techniques, he simply hasn't had the time to cultivate them.

And Daji's cultivation just happened to make up for that, as his cultivation was too shallow.

At the moment the Seven Apertures Exquisite Heart merged with his body, Jiang Wenming only felt a searing pain that ripped through him.

"Ah!"

A scream pierced the air, and cold sweat instantly covered his forehead.

The guard at the gate heard the sound and wanted to come in to check the situation, but he was stopped by an invisible barrier.

"Are you alright, Jiang Shen" said Fang.

The guard couldn't see what was inside, so he could only shout from outside the door.

Seeing no response, a bad feeling arose in my heart.

"I'll be watching here. You go inform General Ryūno."

One of them shouted.

Another person nodded and quickly ran outside.

Inside the Pantheon.

Jiang Wenming only felt as if his heart had been ripped out of his chest.

In fact, that's exactly the case.

His original heart was being gradually replaced by the Seven Aperture Exquisite Heart.

This kind of pain is no less than having thousands of ants devouring your heart.

Jiang Wenming desperately wished he could just pass out.

Unfortunately, the surrounding human spirits wouldn't allow him to do so.

All the disciples gathered around Chiang Wenming, sitting cross-legged in unison.

Streams of golden characters flowed from their mouths and vanished into Chiang Wenming's body.

Time passes little by little.

I don't know how long it took, but this pain finally disappeared.

"I entrust the human race to you."

This was the last thing Chiang Wenming heard before falling into a coma.

It sounds like something one person would say, yet also like countless others.

Jiang Wenming felt himself in a void, unable to see anything or feel any movement.

He walked forward in a daze, numbly unaware of how long he had been walking. Suddenly, a voice called out to him.

"Civilization, civilization, wake up, wake up!"

A voice sounded, and Chiang Wenming felt the voice was familiar, but he couldn't remember for a moment who it was.

"Is someone calling me Who's calling me"

Immediately following this was an uncontrollable feeling of weightlessness.

"Ah!"

Jiang Wenming suddenly sat up from the ground.

"Civilization, are you alright What happened just now"

Ryono's voice rang in his ear.

Consciousness returned, his gaze gradually sharpening into focus. It was then that Chiang Wenming realized that people had gathered around him at some point.

"What's wrong with me"

Jiang Wenming rubbed his throbbing temples, momentarily unable to recall what had just happened.

"I still have something to ask you. You just ran off to the Pantheon without a word and then lay unconscious for so long."

"I've been unconscious for so long How long have I been unconscious"

Hearing this, my originally drowsy consciousness suddenly cleared up, and I hurriedly looked at the crowd.

"You've been unconscious for a day and night. As soon as we came in, we saw you lying on the ground. What happened"

Long Ye asked the way.

"A day and a night How did the battle on the platform go"

Chiang Wen-ming hurriedly asked.

He still remembered when he left, Nuwa and Wuyou were fighting against Yahweh.

It's been so long, I wonder what the outcome is.

"Both sides are still fighting, and for the time being, we can't get close. We can only watch through projections."

Ryono said with some concern.

"How are you feeling now Are you uncomfortable anywhere"

Li Jian Guo is more concerned about Jiang Wen Ming's health.

While he could not interfere with the battles between deities, he still cared about Jiang Wenming's physical condition.

"I'm fine. By the way, what's going on in Egypt I heard they were sacrificing people before."

Jiang Wenming changed the subject.

"That's right, the twelve gods of Egypt, after sacrificing millions of lives, have greatly increased their power and are now demanding that we hand over the key to creation."

Li Jian Guo's eyebrows furrowed, and he felt as if he had aged suddenly.r death, they would wrap the bodies of the deceased in linen and place them in a coffin in the hope that one day they could be revived.With so many sarcophagi appearing, could it be that someone wants...