Shouxian Palace.
The Nine-tailed Fox demon suddenly retreated a few steps. She was surprised to find that the Tyrant, who had been indulging in wine and women for nearly thirty years, had a sudden change in his Aura.
This Aura had once made her involuntarily fall for him.
If it weren't for the Empress's sacred decree being difficult to defy, she might have changed her initial resolve and assisted this man in becoming an eternal emperor.
"Your Majesty, are you alright?"
The Nine-tailed Fox demon did not receive Zi Shou's reply. Instead, she saw Shang Rong raising his head, tears streaming down his face, his eyes blurry.
He kept rubbing his eyes, trying to confirm something again and again, and finally, trembling with excitement, he choked out:
"It's back, it's all back."
"Your Majesty, is it truly you?"
Zi Shou glanced at Shang Rong, who was almost a hundred years old, and bowed to help him up:
"Old Prime Minister, you've suffered these years."
Trapped by fate, yet loyal and unable to die, how could it not be a torment?
"Report—"
At this moment, outside Shouxian Palace, a soldier suddenly rushed in frantically, saying tragically:
"Reporting to Your Majesty, Chaoge, Chaoge, is about to fall. Please, Your Majesty, flee quickly."
These were the only two generals who had not betrayed him.
Fang Xiang and Fang Bi, the palace guards.
Zi Shou sneered.
"Flee?"
"As the monarch of a nation, the supreme ruler of ten thousand chariots, how could I possibly flee?"
"These years, I endured the schemes of Immortals and gods, and the treacherous hearts of men. All for the sake of letting the people of this world enjoy a few more days of peace and prosperity."
"I even sought out Ji Chang and offered to abdicate in his favor, as long as there was no war and no harm to the common people. But that Ji Chang was utterly hypocritical, always speaking of the distinction between ruler and subject, and unwavering loyalty, yet his actions were to raise an army in rebellion and act with brutal force!"
Zi Shou slammed his fist onto the dining table.
The System's notification sounds kept ringing in his ears.
"Ding! The Slack-off Check-in System has been activated."
"Reward type is being drawn—"
"Please, Host, randomly choose one category from Magic Treasure, Cultivation Technique, beauty, money, entries, talent…"
"Detecting Host's terrible Luck, all categories are open."
"From today onwards, Host can check in for one Gui Grade reward daily, one Ren Grade reward monthly, one Xin Grade reward annually, one Geng Grade reward every hundred years, and so on—"
"Check-in rewards are divided into ten grades from highest to lowest: Jia, Yi, Bing, Ding, Wu, Ji, Geng, Xin, Ren, Gui."
"Detecting Host's terrible Luck, all grades of rewards can be randomly checked in daily."
"Please, Host, select a check-in location. The check-in location can be checked in infinitely. Other locations can only be checked in once."
"Detecting current location is Shouxian Palace, bind it?"
"Check-in location binding canceled. Detecting Host's terrible Luck, all locations can be checked in infinitely."
Zi Shou: "..."
Could it be that my life's actions, walking on thin ice and failing at every turn, weren't due to the investiture of the gods' destiny, but because my Luck was too terrible?
No, impossible.
Zi Shou denied this conjecture in his heart.
"System activated successfully. Newbie gift package is being distributed. Open it?"
There's a gift package?
"Open."
Zi Shou didn't even think, quickly chanting in his mind.
Jiang Shang was already about to breach the city gates. He wanted to see what this System, decades late, could bring him, and what it could bring to this world.
"Newbie gift package opened successfully. Congratulations, Host, for acquiring the ability 'Hundredfold Return'. This fate applies only to what the Host obtains personally; System rewards are not affected."
"Hundredfold Return: All non-physical things consumed by the Host will be randomly returned to the Host in quantities ranging from one to one hundred times."
Hundredfold Return?
The System can even reward such a thing?
Non-physical things? Does it refer to spirit and magical power?
That's right.
He had magical power.
Initially, knowing that he had Transmigrated to the investiture of the gods world, Zi Shou immediately sought out Wen Zhong to learn Immortal arts.
Unfortunately, he had a five-element mixed Spiritual Root, a mediocre Acquired Human Race Aptitude, and even after decades of cultivation, he was only at the third layer of Qi Refining.
"Daji, come here."
Seeing Zi Shou beckon, the Nine-tailed Fox immediately rose and walked over, her posture light and graceful, alluring and charming.
However.
As soon as she reached Zi Shou's side and before she could speak, she saw a large hand press on her Baihui acupoint, and then a barely perceptible magical power flowed in.
A moment later.
She was shocked to discover that the Aura of this King, who was only at the third layer of Qi Refining, had surged several times.
Although it was still very faint, this change was too unbelievable.
"So that's how it is—"
"Besides magical power… spirit, Divine Soul, and vital Qi should all be things that can be hundredfold amplified."
"Only one infusion is allowed per day, and the return multiplier is random."
"This time, my magical power increased fivefold."
However, before Zi Shou could settle his thoughts, he suddenly felt a certain subtle power on his body growing increasingly dense in his mind.
In just a few breaths, it had increased more than tenfold.
He was intimately familiar with this power; it had protected him for decades.
It was the Nation's Luck.
That's strange.
He hadn't consumed the Nation's Luck, so how could it be returned a hundredfold?
Wait.
"Ding! As a Tyrant, Host is constantly consuming the Nation's Luck."
"This System is a Slack-off Check-in System, only a Tyrant like the Host, who is slacking off to the point of national collapse, can activate it."
Zi Shou: "..."
It can be like this?
What a pity, what a pity. If the System hadn't been thirty years late, the Nation's Luck he returned would probably be as high as the Thirty-Three Heavens.
"As long as I don't die today, I will surely tear up that investiture of the gods."
Zi Shou was full of confidence in the System; the ambitious Zi Shou of the past had returned.
"System Tip: Host can only successfully check in by maintaining the Tyrant's original intention. If the original intention changes, this System will reclaim all rewards."
"Random Tyrant authentication time, detection starting—"
Zi Shou: ????
Does the Tyrant's original intention also need to be detected?
Zi Shou's mouth twitched. That's simple, he pulled Daji into his arms and gently touched her softness.
"Detection complete. Authenticated as a Tyrant. Please, Host, continue your efforts—"
"I have no experience being a wise ruler, but I have thirty years of skill in being a Tyrant."
"System, start today's check-in."
"Congratulations, Host, for successful check-in. Checked in for Ten Years of Prosperous Era Luck."
"Ten Years of Prosperous Era Luck: Geng Grade reward, which allows the area within a hundred li of the check-in zone to possess ten years of Luck, with favorable weather and abundant harvests, like a prosperous era."
As the System's notification ended, Zi Shou felt that he had grasped a powerful force. With just a slight raise of his hand, he could make the Luck within a hundred li surge!
He took his hand from Daji's chest, walked out of the Shouxian Palace gate, and looked at the rolling smoke outside the palace.
"This prosperous era is as I wished."
Zi Shou was very satisfied with this check-in reward.
"The reason Immortals and gods instigated the Human Race to slaughter each other, insisting that the Duke of the West swear an oath to destroy Shang, was to make the Human Race kill each other and diminish the Human Race's Luck."
"As long as the Human Race's Luck remains, Immortals and gods dare not easily commit evil in the Mortal World."
"Under the Human Realm's Luck, there are killing tribulations, Mortal World disasters, and Luck protection. Immortals and gods don't even dare to circulate their magical power. They do not allow there to be places in the Three Realms that they cannot reach."
"Now that Chaoge has been breached and Great Shang's Luck is dim, Immortals no longer have any scruples."
"Next, as long as Ji Fa declares himself the Son of Heaven, the Human Realm's Luck will be completely gone. From then on, this Mortal World will be the Lower Realm."
"It will even be inferior to the status of the Underworld."
"Even the two ghost messengers, Black and White Impermanence, dare to walk freely in the Mortal World, randomly killing people and taking lives!"
"Good, with this hundred li of Prosperous Era Luck, I can defend a hundred li of Chaoge and prevent Immortals and gods from entering."
"Old Grand Preceptor, let's go out of the city!"
Ninety-five-year-old Shang Rong hadn't even reacted when he saw the King lift him by his collar. Then, the wind whistled in his ears, distorting his face, and in just a few breaths, they arrived at Chaoge's South Gate!
"Look, the Tyrant is out!"
"Tyrant, quickly accept your death!"
As Zi Shou's figure just stood firm, shouts of curses came from below the city gate.
He looked down and saw it was Jiang Wenhuan.
Zi Shou chuckled, and said faintly:
"Isn't this the Royal Uncle?"
"What, your father is dead, and you still want to meddle in politics as a maternal relative and control the court?"
Jiang Wenhuan's face instantly flushed with shame, as if burning, and he angrily said:
"Tyrant! Do not slander me. If not for your tyrannical and perverse ways, how would my Royal Father have raised an army!"