Chapter 119

Court of the Star Crown.

During the preparation for the Great King’s resurrection, Hermes also sent forth a sliver of his will, returning to the Yellow Turban Rebellion Fuben .

Hermes still paid considerable attention to this world.

He hoped to discover within it a new power capable of serving as a pillar of the Court of the Star Crown.

Whether legendary power or the omnipotence of the Fuben source, both seemed highly promising.

Land of Qingzhou.

As the ritual progressed.

The wind whispered softly.

Su Mo had already discerned the most direct fundamental path of this Fuben —resonance.

As long as he grasped this core, his wisdom would naturally ensure unimpeded success.

The Han Empire followed the Way of the Azure Heaven and summoned forth an Azure Heaven.

The Great Virtuous Master Zhang Jiao refused to accept this, gathering the will of millions of followers to forge a Yellow Heaven.

“The Azure Heaven is dead; the Yellow Heaven shall rise. In the year Jiazi, all under heaven shall be blessed.”

This was the central narrative of the Yellow Turban Fuben .

But.

No one had decreed.

That one could not forge a Green Heaven within this world!

Itachi, Liu Bang, dared call yourself the Son of the Red Emperor, slew the white serpent, and founded the glorious Han Empire.

Why could not I, Su Mo, forge a Green Heaven and proclaim myself the Green Emperor…?

What was that saying again?

“If in future years I become the Green Emperor…”

The land of Qingzhou gathered the will of all its ten thousand spirits, dazed and confused, lost in chaos and bewilderment.

Perfect.

It gave him the perfect chance to draw a cake.

Resonance!

Resonance!

Still resonating!

Su Mo’s indomitable will continuously gathered the will of all Qingzhou, resonated with it, and quietly dyed it his own color and shape.

“Why should the Azure Heaven alone be fit to rule the world? The Yellow Heaven can do it—why not the Green Heaven?”

Su Mo vigorously stoked the flames, painting a vast cake for the dazed will of Qingzhou.

“Brothers, the people of Great Qingzhou suffer terribly!”

“Before us, countless noble families and warlords plundered the people’s flesh and blood; behind us, the Yellow Turban rebels ravaged mountains and rivers…”

Once Qingzhou’s will was slightly stirred, he continued to pour out his grievances.

In short, he sought to provoke resonance.

Once this step was achieved, the rest would be easy.

Throughout the process, he subtly added his own agenda.

What was this “drawing cakes to satisfy hunger”?

Nonsense!

When he truly became the Green Emperor, the cakes he drew would become real cakes capable of filling bellies!

As Su Mo, who had ample experience assuming the role of Heaven’s Way, he knew precisely how to forge a true “Green Heaven.”

Not a loose, scattered collective will.

His goal was to make his own will the dominant will of the future Green Heaven.

In other words, to make the [Green Heaven] utterly take his own shape…

Boom!

Finally, a true embryonic form of the [Green Heaven Will], endowed with partial Heavenly Way power, was born.

Soon.

A blessing quietly manifested upon Su Mo.

【Green Heaven’s Favor (Big Dad): The land of Qingzhou, its mountains, rivers, and the collective will of ten thousand spirits watch over Itachi. They rejoice at your arrival, leap with excitement for your journey, and await your crushing of all enemies.】

【Conquer the world in the name of the Green Heaven!】

【On the day the Green Emperor truly ascends, the Green Heaven shall shatter the Azure Heaven and conquer the Yellow Heaven!】

As the imperial star representing the Green Emperor slowly rose above the land of Qingzhou, countless cultivators across the Fuben who observed celestial omens widened their eyes.

The storm of the age intensified further.

After the Yellow Heaven emerged to challenge the Azure Heaven, the Green Heaven, unwilling to remain idle, sought to conquer all under heaven.

To achieve the imperial throne of the Green Emperor!

This time,

The ten thousand spirits of Qingzhou also wished to raise their own voice.

“Su Long, Su Hu, Su Lang!”

With the Green Heaven’s will upon him, Su Mo straightened his back, a majestic momentum enveloping him as he turned to gaze at the three men behind him, utterly transformed.

At this moment, with the Green Heaven’s power upon him and Su Mo’s own transcendent charisma, terms like “dragon eyes and phoenix neck,” “sunrise brow and pearl temple,” “dragon pattern and phoenix form,” “heavenly radiance”—

All of them paled into insignificance.

What imperial bearing could rival the direct descent of a realm’s own will?

Yes, indeed, Su Mo had dropped all pretense.

I’m going to cheat, then crush the world!

What of the Dragon and Phoenix of the Warring States? What of Lu Bu among men, Chi Tu among horses?

Be wise—come willingly, and Itachi shall have your place among my subordinates.

Otherwise?

I’ll crush Itachi outright!

Who has time for tactics, stratagems, or the Thirty-Six Strategies?

I want nothing but relentless, overwhelming force!

“Yes, my lord!”

The three men’s blood qi surged, faintly echoing like rushing rivers, while a Chuxing of will took shape in their foreheads.

Warlords!

In this brief span, they had achieved the rank of transcendent warlords!

“I am going to crush the world. As my first three personal guards, I expect Itachi three not to disappoint me!”

In this world, once Itachi grasp the core of [resonance], everything becomes easy.

Were Long, Hu, and Lang merely roadside NPCs, blank slates?

With Su Mo as their commander, even a waste of space, when resonating with him, could be lifted to greatness!

Even if these three only grasped a fragment of Su Mo’s wisdom through resonance, it would be enough to transform them utterly.

“We swear eternal loyalty to our lord!”

Boom!

A bolt of lightning split the sky.

Following the guidance of the [Green Heaven], Su Mo rode forth with his three companions to a battlefield.

Amid the light drizzle, the scent of blood grew thick.

This was a battlefield—Han troops versus Yellow Turbans.

Four mounted figures ascended a hill, and from their vantage, they looked down upon the brutal clash below.

One side was few in number, yet well-equipped and fiercely elite.

The other side was numerous, but disorganized and poorly commanded.

Thus, though the Han forces numbered only a few hundred, while the Yellow Turbans approached three thousand,

The side visibly nearing defeat was the Yellow Turban camp.

Thunder crowned Su Mo, revealing his charm capable of making heaven and earth submit.

As the rain grew heavier, he fixed his gaze on the battlefield, sensing faint ripples of anger from the [Green Heaven].

These Yellow Turbans were all beings of Qingzhou’s land.

As they faltered, the [Green Heaven] began to stir with displeasure.

“Stay close to me. If Itachi fall behind, I will not pause for Itachi. Understood?”

Su Mo glanced back at his three personal guards, then gripped his long spear and charged straight into the battlefield.

Under the Gao Wei perspective, nothing remained hidden.

He had already identified the point of entry in the first instant.

The [Green Heaven] could only rage blindly; but Su Mo, the future Green Emperor, had far more to consider.

Amid the continuous thunder, the Green Heaven’s will stirred actively.

A subtle, transformative force influenced the battlefield—all beings of Qingzhou ought to follow behind the [Green Emperor], accompanying him as he conquered the world!