Chapter 159: Why Is She Still Kneeling? (62K)

Wang Wu sometimes also calls her "Great King," after all gender does not affect inheritance rights in this world.

"She, how could she, how…"

At this moment Daji is still in a state of shock; faced with the suddenly "resurrected" Ziyuan, she can hardly believe her eyes.

"But clearly, clearly at that Grand Sacrifice years ago, you already…" Daji looks at Ziyuan, her voice trembling as she asks, "How did you, how did this happen?"

While her mind was in a daze, Daji suddenly thought of something else: Wang Wu's identity.

"Is that so!?"

Realizing this, Daji snaps awake and looks at Wang Wu, "It's you, it's you who brought the princess back from that rotting Heavenly Court and restored her mind???"

"You could say so," Wang Wu nods, readily admitting, "But she's rather special, she was still somewhat salvageable at the time."

"Then, then my Great Shang… predecessor king…"

"What? You, Great Shang's former king, you damn monster, why are you sitting on the human side?"

When he heard Daji's words, Wang Wu originally wanted to say that, but after a moment's thought he held back.

"No, you're overthinking," Wang Wu quickly replies, "Your ancestors and my wife's ancestors cannot be revived; they've been fully corrupted, becoming monsters like those in the Heavenly Court."

After all, she truly is the queen of the Great Shang dynasty; though of monster lineage, she later took citizenship and is loyal to her nation, which is not a flaw.

Therefore Wang Wu doesn't see Lady Daji as a monster traitor; she's already become Great Shang's queen, and he can't have her constantly worrying about her poor monster buddies, right?

Moreover, it's clear this female monster is truly loyal to Great Shang. After all, the monster race now has Wang Wu, the "Heavenly Court inheritor," backing them, and she has no intention of defecting to Wang Wu.

"Then, Commissioner Wang, you rescued my Great Shang princess—does that also mean you intend to revive Great Shang?" Hearing this, Daji felt a bit disappointed, but only slightly.

Soon, her emotions were stirred by her thoughts, and her beautiful eyes fixed on Wang Wu, full of hope.

"Ask my wife about that," Wang Wu says. He doesn't claim to have no such intention, but if his wife wishes to revive Great Shang, he wouldn't mind lending a hand.

Of course, if she intends to rebuild Great Shang, the practice of live sacrifice would certainly be abolished, since it's not something a normal Heavenly Court requires.

As that Divine General said back then: the Heavenly Court needs no one's worship, nor any sacrifices. Guarding the stars and all living beings is their duty, so they naturally demand nothing.

The Heavenly Court in this world is not the somewhat negative faction often appearing in the online novels Wang Wu used to read; instead, it's a genuinely positive force.

That Divine General, though problematic, is fundamentally kind; his odd behavior stems only from being polluted, not by his own will.

Wang Wu just can't quite grasp it—how can an organization that can dominate the galaxy still fail to resolve this "Demon Disaster"?

The entire galaxy, even the Heavenly Court, could not escape and was utterly annihilated.

What exactly happened back then?

Wang Wu is somewhat curious and wants the answer, but he's not in a hurry to investigate now; after all, the Tianyuan civilization is still too weak compared to a civilization that can traverse the galaxy.

The most pressing matter now is to push development, strengthening his civilization's power system.

With Wang Wu's help, the world's extraordinary power system is about to be updated, and the monster race will no longer be plagued by "corruption."

Meanwhile, humanity's true method, after optimization by the master's world, has shed many original issues.

The true Dao power system has only developed for about two thousand years, so although many problems have arisen before, they are still trivial compared to the Demon Disaster.

"Princess!!!"

At that moment, Daji lunges at Ziyuan; Ziyuan doesn't have time to dodge, because the opponent's speed is too fast, and she firmly grabs both hands:

"Princess!"

Daji looks at Ziyuan, eyes teary, "Princess, you will definitely ascend the throne in Chaoge and become the new Great King of our Great Shang, right, right?"

"Re‑recreate what?" Ziyuan looks at Daji oddly, attempts to break free from her control, but the huge power gap makes it impossible.

"But Great Shang is already fallen," Ziyuan says, "It's now Great Zhou, and I have no intention of opposing the Zhou dynasty."

"But even if you don't plan to retake the homeland, at least, at least let Great Shang exist, okay? Princess!?" Daji, after hearing Ziyuan's words, is stunned then stammers:

"Just like, just like Great Xia."

"No longer fighting for the world, but still existing—that alone would be enough…?"

"I don't have that idea," Ziyuan shakes his head, then looks at her, "Besides, aren't you also our Great Shang's Great King? According to my husband Wang Fu, you also ascended the throne in Chaoge."

"If you want to rebuild Great Shang, why not do it yourself? I support you."

"But, but I just…"

"Monsters, whatever, it doesn't matter." Ziyuan cuts off Daji, laughing, "Monsters are fine too? Nothing bad about them; although Great Shang was founded by my Zi clan, you're already my younger brother…"

At this point, Ziyuan turns to look at his husband, "Um, Wu Lang, that emperor, emperor… what was it again?"

"Di Xin," Wang Wu says.

"Is that Di Xin my older brother or my younger brother?"

"How would I know? You don't even know your own family's affairs, how could I?" Wang Wu shakes his head.

"Yes, he's your younger brother, born a hundred years after your death," Daji answers Ziyuan's question.

"Since you're my sister‑in‑law, the queen of our Great Shang, and also the Great King, you are qualified to lead Great Shang."

"Absolutely not!!"

But at that moment, a member of the Luo family immediately interjects, "This—this Daji is just a monster; how can she be our Great Shang's king?"

"Then you?" Ziyuan glances at the other, asking, "If you want to be it, that's fine too? I support it; with this princess's backing, legally there'd be no issue."

The other is taken aback by Ziyuan's words, but Wang Wu, Ziyuan, and Daji all clearly see a flicker of intention in their eyes.

"No, absolutely not…" the Luo family member hurriedly kneels, kowtowing to Ziyuan, "My Luo family has served the Shang king for generations; how could we betray the Heavenly Gang?"

"Your words don't match the look you just gave," Wang Wu says cheerfully to the Luo family member.

"Uh, uh…" the Luo family member begins to argue, but Wang Wu has already shifted his attention away from him, looking at Daji again:

"How about it? If you want to rebuild Great Shang, just go ahead and do it; you become the Great King, I have no objection. If my wife wants it, I'll also give you some assistance."

"What if she, using the support you—Wu Lang—give, declares war on Great Zhou or other nations?" Ziyuan clearly doesn't want his husband also supporting that.

Because although she supports them, she will only offer verbal support.

As for any support beyond words, sorry, that's not within the service area.

Although she is a Great Shang princess, to her the rise or fall of Great Shang is not important, because compared to a so‑called nation she cares more about her own people.

The Yin people now live quite well within Great Zhou, and also in Eastern and Western Wei, where large numbers of Yin also reside; even the royal families of Eastern and Western Wei share blood ties with the Zi clan of the Yin‑Shang.

In the days before the split, Great Wei was the most legitimate heir of the Yin‑Shang in this world.

The remnants of the Shang dynasty gathered the remaining core territories of Great Shang and merged them, and the one who led them became the "Wei King".

Even the Chu, who constantly opposed Great Shang and frequently staged rebellions, after the collapse of Great Shang at that time also took in a huge number of Yin people.

"W‑why!??"

Regarding Zi Yuan's preventing Wang Wu from helping herself, Da Ji was very puzzled: "Princess, why are you doing this!?"

"You are loyal to Great Shang," Zi Yuan said slowly after hearing Da Ji's question, turning her head to look at her: "But are you truly concerned about your deceased husband, or his nation, or the citizens of my Great Shang?"

"Great Shang exists because the Yin people support their great king, not because my Zi lineage is destined to rule Great Shang."

"The people are the vessel that carries Great Shang, but that vessel was already riddled with holes back in my father's reign, even earlier in the times of the former kings."

"Its ultimate downfall is simply because its life has reached its end. Even without that erupting demonic disaster, Great Shang's fate was already sealed."

After speaking, Zi Yuan quietly looked at the now‑silent Da Ji and continued:

"If what you care about is the citizens of my Great Shang, then my Yin people are living just as well in this world now. Eastern Wei and Western Wei are both very powerful nations, and they are the nations of my Yin people."

"In the original Battle of Muye, those who marched with Great Zhou against my Zi royal house were not only the Zhou, the Chu, and other ethnic groups."

"It also included my Yin people themselves, didn't it?" At this point, Zi Yuan let out a soft sigh.

"The citizens of my Great Shang no longer wish to bear my Zi royal house."

"If that's the case, why bother digging it out of the grave and exposing its bones to the heavens again?"

Zi Yuan's speech left Wang Wu a bit surprised; this woman, unlike Shu Niang and the others, doesn't need to attend school. She is a high‑level intellectual, spending most of her time reading and occasionally asking others questions.

And it's only been that short a time, yet she has already studied the reasons for Great Shang's downfall so thoroughly?

Moreover, her idea… actually seems rather advanced, huh??

"What's wrong, Wu Lang?" At that moment, Zi Yuan noticed Wang Wu's gaze and asked.

"Yuan'er, you… you…" Wang Wu felt that Zi Yuan was sparkling, causing his speech to stutter and his voice to tremble.

"You really… you're just too amazing, Yuan'er?"

Wang Wu's language grades weren't great, so after a long pause he couldn't muster any flowery description and could only say it simply.

"Heh…" Zi Yuan, seeing the unabashed admiration and joy in her Husband's eyes, blushed a little and nudged toward Wang Wu.

"So, Wu Lang, you have to fill up every day these past few days?"

"Not at all outside, okay? I want to get pregnant quickly…"

"Alright, alright!" Wang Wu nodded repeatedly.

His fertility had no issue; of course he could become pregnant.

However, transcendent beings have very low fertility; they carry the "monster" debuff, and being a transcendent monster, the negative fertility modifier is maxed out.

Considering the monster fertility here, plus the negative adjustment from human fertility, Wang Wu thought that making his wife's belly swell within three hundred years would already be fast.

"Umm, if it's just a big belly, that can be done every day."

Wang Wu previously thought such a scene only existed in some comics, but he didn't expect it to be realistic rather than exaggerated… um, never mind.

Never mind, I'm digressing.

Let's look at Da Ji over there, folks.

"So, Queen Da Ji." After flirting with her own Husband for a while, Zi Yuan turned to Da Ji again and asked:

"What is your answer?"

"Who is the object of your loyalty?"

"I, I…"

At that moment, Da Ji fell silent.

"Nonsense! Nonsense!!!!" Although Da Ji said nothing, someone hearing that would certainly be displeased.

That, of course, was the trio from the Luo Family, so for now we'll just call them the Luo Family members.

"If my Great Shang lacks the Zi royal house, then my Yin people…?"

"You scoundrel, I'm damn royalty and I haven't said anything; when will it ever be your turn, you lackey, to speak?" Zi Yuan shouted crudely at the Luo Family members.

"If you damn well keep shouting here, I'll have my Husband kill your whole family!"

"If you love rebuilding Great Shang so much, why not start a Blood Sacrifice, using your entire family as offerings to communicate with the Heavenly Court, so they may grant you divine artifacts to help rebuild?"

"If you want to do it, do it yourself! Keep ordering us and you'll be killed!!!"

After finishing, the angry Zi Yuan looked at Wang Wu: "Husband, if they speak again later, you'll have to teach them a lesson, but I know you're kind‑hearted and probably don't want to kill, so just make them unable to speak."

"It's fine." Wang Wu gave Zi Yuan a kiss and then raised his hand.

In the blink of an eye, the three Luo Family members were sliced into six pieces.

"Alright, they're dead now," Wang Wu said with a grin.

For Wang Wu now, killing is no longer unusual, though he seemed quite natural the first time he killed.

He casually snatched others' lives without any feeling.

Cultivating the assassin‑world techniques does bring some mental changes, such as in taking others' lives.

For people he finds unsightly, Wang Wu makes a move without any hesitation.

If he finds someone attractive but Zi Yuan doesn't, Wang Wu will likely advise Zi Yuan, and even if he does act, he won't deliver a killing blow.

The Luo trio, however, were more troublesome; not only did Wang Wu find them unsightly, they could also anger Zi Yuan, making it impossible not to kill them.

After killing the Luo trio and satisfying Zi Yuan's wishes, Wang Wu resumed his role as a background figure, hoping to see his princess—no, his great king—say something else.

"You've spent over a thousand years searching for a way to restore the nation, right?"

Seeing Da Ji still not answering, Zi Yuan asked with a smile.

"Eight hundred years or more, right? My lady?" Wang Wu corrected her from beside him.

"Oh, right, eight hundred years." Zi Yuan nodded.

"I, I, I…"

Zi Yuan's words seemed a bit like Da Ji's CPU had overheated; Wang Wu, seeing her like that, was also a little puzzled. Logically, this demon had fought for over eight hundred years for the full restoration, so her Dao heart should be very firm, right?

Indeed, Zi Yuan's computational remarks were very logical, absolutely correct.

But according to this fox demon's design, she shouldn't be a battle‑hardened feudal warrior; how could she be so bewildered by those two sentences from Zi Yuan?

That doesn't seem very reasonable, does it?

At this moment, Zi Yuan also noticed Wang Wu's

confusion, and so she quietly sent Wang Wu a secret call, saying:

"Wu Lang, you have to think about what my status is."

"Status?" Wang Wu blinked blankly, "What status?"

One can't say Wang Wu is very stupid, because many times he truly is not clever.

His brain, after several realm upgrades, now has computational power surpassing the most advanced supercomputer back home.

Although the full‑realm "brain reorganization" step hasn't been carried out yet, his brain can already be called a super brain.

Of course, after being paired with a high‑end computer in his previous life, he mostly uses it to play the low‑end games he once loved that could still run full effects at sixty frames, and to surf the web vigorously.

Here, his ultra‑high‑end brain doesn't run at full power all the time.

This isn't a roundabout way of saying Wang Wu's cultivation lowered his IQ; rather, he originally… *pfft*, it's about his trust in his wife's behavior.

So he simply doesn't bother to think about these things, because he loves his wife too much. Even his brain goes blank when he's with her.

Yes, that's right, that's how it is; this makes perfect sense, family.

"I am a Yin‑Shang princess, the most legitimate heir of the Great Shang Dynasty now." Zi Yuan pulled Wang Wu's hand, gently tracing a circle on his palm while saying:

"How would that be phrased in that game you played? I am currently the sole claimant to the Great Shang throne?"

"Oh, that one?" With his wife explaining it that way, Wang Wu finally understood.

The thing he had painstakingly pursued for over eight hundred years, never giving up, has finally shown a glimmer of hope, a hope that could even be described as "within easy reach".

But in the end, this "hope", namely Zi Yuan herself, has no thoughts about the restoration at all?

If it were merely a lack of thought, it wouldn't have left Da Ji like this; but the words Zi Yuan said afterward completely stunned her.

Because it was something she had never considered.

One could say Da Ji has always lived in a world woven by the Restoration forces.

Eight hundred years is a long span, even for an immortal race.

Da Ji is now one thousand one hundred years old; she has less than four hundred years left as a demon.

Regarding the restoration, she has always been steadfast, never considering giving up.

But likewise, there are things she has never contemplated in these eight hundred years—no, should say a thousand years.

That is "the people's hearts".

There is a saying: people group with their kind, things divide by their clusters.

Da Ji, as the wife of the last Shang king Di Xin, may not have annoyed Wang Wu, but she spends every day with Di Xin and is so favored; therefore she is very likely not to think her husband has any "issues".

That is probably why she could persist for over eight hundred years, though Wang Wu isn't sure.

Now they have found the legitimate heir of the Yin‑Shang royal family, who also happens to be Wang Wu's sister; as a qualified ruler, her words left Da Ji completely speechless.

Unlike Zi Yuan, who never paid much attention to her younger brother and sister‑in‑law, Wang Wu has heard some things about Da Ji and has seen some evaluations of her.

Unlike back home, where she is a historically real figure, the local histories here do not portray her as a disaster; they even commend some of her deeds, such as advising King Zhou.

The negative assessments focus on her personal ability, saying she has little talent, low vision and low stature.

But because she poses little threat, the descriptions are scarce.

If one were to draw an analogy, she is akin to the "Meat Porridge Emperor" back home, the one who refused to eat meat porridge.

Her intellect is a bit better, as she lacks congenital defects.

Yet in some sense this makes her worse than the Meat Porridge Emperor, because he truly possessed a hint of saintly essence.

However, her husband is different; he truly defied fate, and the Zhou histories that deliberately vilify Zhou people are actually rather courteous to him.

Da Ji has the will, but her ability is abysmal, perhaps due to "muscle‑into‑brain", making her clueless about politics.

It's been over eight hundred years, and she still hasn't improved; that's just how a deity‑demon is.

Thump.

At that moment, as a light sound rang out, Wang Wu snapped out of his chaotic, rambling thoughts.

Looking toward Da Ji's position, he saw the female demon now kneeling on the ground, her whole form like a lifeless corpse.

One must admit, Bao Si is far stronger than this sister; both are beauties that caused ruin back home, but Bao Si truly possessed administrative and governing ability.

This sister is now doing quite well in Heaven Python City.

The last time Wang Wu visited her, she even treated him to a drink.

Wang Wu now resides long‑term in Heaven Python City; this place counts as his hometown in this world.

He Dong Xian, although the first city he visited, is human territory and thus not included, even though his wife is from there.

Wang Wu often goes to visit Bao Si; their relationship is now fairly good.

But as for any thoughts about her, there are none.

"Why are you still kneeling?" Wang Wu said, looking at the kneeling Da Ji.

(End of chapter)