Chapter 2694: World Fame

Ever since the news of the God Xiao battlefield opening spread, time in the present world seemed to accelerate.

Major plans that should have taken hundreds or thousands of years to mature were catalyzed and completed within a mere ten-odd years. Some failed, some succeeded, and among them, more than half were significant enough to change the world. Jiang Wang, as a heaven's chosen of this era, participated in all of them.

He did not possess sufficient power, but his influence was indeed unmatched in the world at that time.

The emperors of the six major hegemonic countries were now all his acquaintances.

Even with Emperor Qin Ying Zhao and Emperor Jing Tang Xianqi, they rarely contacted each other, but when they met, they could still exchange a few jokes.

A True Monarch who had cultivated Dao could theoretically not bow before an emperor. Moreover, a True Monarch like Jiang Wang… theoretically, he did not need to bow his head to anyone.

Of course, this so-called "theory" did not affect the depth of his bow at this moment.

"The various emperors bear the heavy burden of the six directions, shoulder the responsibility of the human race, have the universe in their hearts, and grasp the firmament in their hands. And they can abandon sectarian views, accept heroes from within the universe, and build a platform to offer to the world..."

"Now there are no discussions among sects, no divisions among countries, regardless of land, islands, or water, as long as there are traces of life, one can ascend the platform."

"Without the public's great sun, how can it shine everywhere upon the divine land? Without the virtue of creation, how can there be the great light of the world!"

"The world has no heaven-born holy realms, thus there are worldly holy lords."

"Ten thousand sides gather here, thus the national altars are seen as significant. The group of stars is brilliant, thus the eternal night is bright."

"The righteousness of the world relies on the virtue of the holy monarchs!"

Jiang Wang bowed deeply:

"I, Jiang, rose from Guan He Tai, thus experiencing fourteen years of wind and rain. I only feel the vastness of heaven and earth, and the sage's ultimate thunder—Now, for the world, I bow and thank the various emperors!"

The Yellow River Meeting in Dao calendar 3933 was hosted by Jiang Wang, but the reason it could be held like this was the nod of the powerful figures in the present world. Jiang Wang had emphasized this point not only once, and even at this moment, he again proclaimed it to the world.

The dharma images of the six emperors descended. Supported by the momentum of their countries, it was impossible to discern the height of their momentum. The dharma bodies were towering, their imperial dragons were invisible, only the corners of their robes slightly fluttered, like a curtain in the sky.

The emperor's robes, like curtains, connected to the pillars of heaven. The platform of the world was thus established. The various emperors, who held power over the world, all received this bow.

But having received this bow, Emperor Mu immediately spoke:

"And now the Yellow River is clear, the Heaven Sea is settled, all are the merits of Jiang Jun. The heaven's chosen from ten thousand sides, none do not look up to your name. I sit in the North Court, unable to arrive in person... I trouble True Monarch Jiang to host the competition!"

Jiang Wang repeatedly said, "I dare not."

The Emperor of Chu then said:

"Zhang Hua Tai was revealed, and the people of the South Domain have recently worshiped Bao Cai a lot... I can also be said to have benefited from your fortune. Heaven Jun Bao Cai, I trouble you today."

Jiang Wang hurriedly said, "The words are too heavy."

The voice of the Emperor of Qi was devoid of emotion:

"Do I also need to say... 'I trouble you'?"

Jiang Wang quickly bowed:

"I trouble the several Majesties to be present to supervise! I know the burden of the world is heavy, and state affairs are numerous and complex, I dare not disturb the esteemed ears of the various positions... Otherwise, let's just draw lots and start the competition now!"

Perhaps when the emperors were all relatively restrained, only the Emperor of Jing laughed heartily.

The Emperor of Qin, however, asked:

"Today's opening has three matches, yet there are six emperors present. True Monarch Jiang feels... who should draw the lots?"

"Or perhaps—" The Emperor of Jing said leisurely:

"Such an important opening match, True Monarch Jiang doesn't plan to let us emperors draw lots?"

Jiang Wang indeed planned to draw the lots himself!

After all, with three matches and six emperors, it was impossible to divide them.

Moreover, he had no intention of letting these difficult-to-serve hegemonic emperors do anything. If they refused as soon as he opened his mouth, how awkward would that be? In the previous period, Huang Ge Yuan,为了增加收入, had gone to find the Emperor of Jing, hoping he could set an example. He wanted to ask several hegemonic emperors to recite advertising slogans... The result was being punished to stand outside the imperial palace all night.

"Which of these emperors is easy to deal with!"—This was Huang She Li's original words, and Jiang Wang also deeply felt the same.

Originally, drawing lots wasn't a big deal. Anyone could be casually called upon to draw the lots. But Ji Feng Zhou's words now made it sound noble, making it seem like only emperors could draw the lots!

"Actually... it is also possible to hold six matches today." Jiang Wang, feeling quite a headache, said with a smile:

"Anyway, they are all main tournament rounds and will not affect the competition arrangements. Otherwise..."

"Is this your meaning, or True Monarch Ju's meaning?" The Emperor of Qin interrupted him:

"I hear True Monarch Ju is a very principled person, one is one, two is two."

In front of the viewing stands, around the platform of the world, eight chairs were placed. The eight members of the Tai Xu Ge were all sitting there in their true bodies.

These were the closest viewing stands, and also the protective positions of the platform of the world. Anyone who wanted to make a move against the heaven's chosen competing on the platform would have to pass through them.

Ju Kui sat in the due east position.

He stood up, bowed to the six emperors in a circle, and then bowed singly to the Emperor of Qin, replying in a serious and methodical manner:

"True Monarch Jiang's meaning is also the meaning of Tai Xu Ge. Naturally, it is also my meaning."

The current era was, after all, an era of state systems. The hegemonic emperors were the highest power holders of this era.

Because the vast majority of them had sensitive identities, being key figures within the state system, the members of Tai Xu Ge did not seriously discuss how to face these emperors during this grand meeting... But they had an unspoken tacit understanding.

"Give enough face, guard the bottom line."

The attitude towards the emperors should be appropriate, but the original intention of hosting this Yellow River Meeting could not be interfered with.

They were, of course, all loyal to their own countries and had their own careers. But besides these, in the position named "Tai Xu Ge," after experiencing so much and doing so much, they also had a cherished ideal homeland...

No one had solemnly expressed it, but it was more or less cherished. The Emperor of Qin let out an "oh":

"I don't want to criticize you all either, but for such a major event as the Yellow River Meeting, orders changing morning and evening... is not very good, is it?"

The dignified Emperor of Great Qin, with this demeanor, did not seem to be truly looking for fault, but rather had a hint of teasing. After all, in the previous Yellow River Meeting, this kid had just come with the descendants of the Emperor of Huai, together "seeing the Emperor of Qin." At most, one could call it "commendable courage." Now, he had actually ascended the hall and entered the room, having somewhat leveled up and could sit equally.

The entire audience was silent, staring wide-eyed at the "idle chat" between the six hegemonic emperors and True Monarch Zhen He.

The heaven's chosen preparing for battle indoors also shrank back one by one, as well-behaved as quails.

Of course, how much of a good mood there was to watch the play, and how much envy there was for True Monarch Jiang's status... were all unspoken.

"Your teaching is correct." Jiang Wang did not argue in the slightest. If he said something was wrong, he would change it, as long as it did not involve the fundamental fairness of this Yellow River Meeting. Other matters were fine.

"It is indeed not suitable to add more matches to the three opening matches that have been decided today. Because many players may not be fully prepared to enter the main tournament today... Your Majesty's consideration is still thorough. I was rash."

He flattered him, and the Emperor of Qin continued his pursuit: "So... who will draw the lots?"

The Emperor of Jing leisurely added another sentence:

"Who will draw first?"

The first thing drawn was the corner of Jiang Wang's mouth.

"There are so many troublesome things!"

At this moment, a tall man walked out from the viewing stands. He was originally wearing a cloak, hiding in the crowd, motionless and silent. The moment he stepped onto the platform, he had already put on his top crown and bound his hair, unfolding his snow-colored dragon robe!

All the way, he stepped on wind and rain, accompanied by the birth of thunder.

"Why is the referee still in a difficult position?"

That person walked with the gait of a dragon and a tiger, viewing all sides with pride, looking very loyal:

"These lots, you can draw them if you like! If you don't draw, just call me!" He didn't even wear the Ping Tian Crown, using a small snow jade crown today, binding his long hair, his majestic features fully displayed before the people.

The hegemonic emperors were like divine dragons, seen at the head but not the tail.

He, however, wanted to show off his full prestige, his full nobility.

The field was silent for a moment, and the six hegemonic emperors all remained silent.

By seniority, Hong Jun Yan was a person who established a sect and became an ancestor, older than any emperor. If he really wanted to rely on his age and say a few words, others would truly find it difficult to say anything... It couldn't be considered a crime in one word, could it?

Furthermore, the strength of the Li country was there. Perhaps they were just waiting to clash with someone, so they could rise a step.

No one wanted to be rubbed by him.

"Your Majesty." As the host of the grand meeting, True Monarch Zhen He had to step forward to let the competition continue.

He bowed to the Emperor of Li, looking troubled:

"The main tournament is about to begin, and now there is only the referee on the platform. You see, aren't you..."

Hong Jun Yan looked at him in surprise with a hint of anger.

That expression was clearly asking—

I kindly came to resolve your siege, and you treat me like this?

Jiang Wang only pretended not to understand, continuing politely:

"Or would you like to sit down for a while first?"

Although he had been sealed in ice for several thousand years, Hong Jun Yan's expressions were still vivid and rich. At this moment, it became "Old Brother, I understand your difficulty."

This good big brother, very magnanimously, said:

"Old Brother Jiang, let me help you draw the lots first, to avoid making this matter difficult!" Jiang Wang inwardly hated this big brother to death.

In the process of hosting this Yellow River Meeting, among the most troublesome factors, this big brother was indeed present.

His face was like ice and snow, thick enough to compare with a high wall. He could both fight and scold, he couldn't be avoided, and he couldn't be coaxed away.

If he really wanted to throw down the burden and follow this big brother's intentions, letting the emperors clash with each other... This big brother could truly change the face of this grand gathering of heaven's chosen. Perhaps after drawing the lots, he would simply announce that the Li country was the seventh hegemonic country!

"Your Majesty has come from afar as a guest, how can we—"

Jiang Wang was still deliberating his words on this side.

On that side, the great Emperor of Qi just opened his mouth:

"Since Lord Li is so sincerely and respectfully eager to draw lots for us, how can we refuse such a feeling that plays one world? True Monarch Jiang, give him the lots!"

The other hegemonic emperors were all guarding their rivers and mountains, and more or less found it difficult to speak against their ancestral generation. In case Hong Jun Yan said, "When your family's ancestor was with me...", it would be uncomfortable no matter how they responded.

He and Hong Jun Yan were both fighting for rivers and mountains, and he had only established his hegemonic industry in a few decades, while Hong Jun Yan had spent several thousand years on the road... He was not used to it at all.

Jiang Wang subconsciously just wanted to hand over the lots, but then he remembered that this was Guan He Tai, and he was hosting this Yellow River Meeting, so he must remain neutral... He then held the lots in his hand. He smiled stiffly and looked at Hong Jun Yan: "Your Majesty, you see..."

"Then—" Hong Jun Yan seemed to have completely not heard the voice of the Emperor of Qi, and also did not mention the matter of drawing lots. He only looked at Jiang Wang and asked:

"Where should I sit?"

If he hadn't revealed his identity, it would have been fine to sit in the viewing stands.

But he had now put on his dragon robe. Asking him to sit in the viewing stands again would be an insult to him, the Emperor of Li country.

But besides this, where else was there a seat for him to sit?

Good big brother, he is really good at making things difficult for people. If you have the ability, go push down one of the hegemonic emperors yourself. Why are you making trouble here at the Yellow River Meeting?

In the Tai Xu illusion, Dou Xiao Er and Zhao Tie Zhu each held a handful of melon seeds, watching with relish—They didn't have a share in the main tournament commentary, so they were leisurely today. Especially seeing Jiang Zhen He in a difficult position, they felt inexplicably cheerful.

Of course, it wasn't that they truly hoped something bad would happen to True Monarch Jiang, but they loved to see him suffer setbacks.

Heaven knows how bitter the melon seeds in their mouths were when this person first appeared, during the time of mountain calls and sea roars!

But as they knocked, the melon seeds in Dou Xiao Er's hand also lost their flavor.

Then, under the martial arts platform, a person stood up, noisy, arrogant, and fierce. He was wearing a war robe with a red base like flames and golden edges like the sun.

Before he even spoke, he gathered ten thousand gazes.

"Or perhaps—" That person lifted his eyes. Although he was looking at the emperors, his arrogant intent did not diminish:

"You can sit here?"

Then, under Guan He Tai, a circle of people stood up.

Indifferent, leisurely, serious, gentle, silent, dignified, firm.

Each had their own posture.

Every passing instant of time was Jiang Wang's journey of riding the wind and breaking the waves, and it was also their daily renewal and monthly change... Every moment, they were becoming stronger!

Although this era was turbulent, they were always at the forefront. Although this heaven and earth were vast, they were already at the absolute peak.

The members of the Tai Xu Ge were instead very polite, actively giving up their seats, letting the emperor from the snow plain who had come from afar... sit down and rest.

In the viewing stands facing north, in the last row, a tower-like figure also stood up. He took off the hat on his head, revealing purely black eyes without any white. The mountain chief of Tai Xu Public School... Mu Fu Yao!

The scene became... somewhat tense.

The leader of the Li country this time was Xie Ai. The person from the Li country who got an unlimited field main tournament spot was Gui Fei Luan, a disciple of Guan Dao Quan. As for the outer building field... the players from the Li country continuously met strong opponents and unfortunately stopped outside the main tournament field.

These people, including Er Zhu He, were all a bit bewildered at this moment.

What exactly does Your Majesty want to do? We weren't notified beforehand... If we really have to fight, can we still leave?

At this time, Hong Jun Yan actually laughed heartily:

"What are you all standing up for? If you don't know, you'd think you all wanted to surround and beat me!"

He calmly raised his hand and pressed down:

"Sit down everyone, don't be too polite! I am old, why should I still fight with you all for seats?"

Jiang Wang was the one who was most unwilling to see things happen in the field. He stepped forward with a smile:

"Your Majesty, since you have come from afar, why not just watch the battle from the edge of the field? It also carries the meaning of guarding the heaven's chosen of our human race... I will now cast a spell to set up an honorable seat for you—"

He raised his hand, intending to cast a spell to specially create a large chair for Hong Jun Yan.

Hong Jun Yan's hand, however, was placed on his hand:

"Old Brother Jiang, no need to trouble yourself!"

The Emperor of the Snow Plain laughed boldly:

"In the previous Yellow River Meeting, the Long River Dragon Lord also watched from the field. Now that person has passed away, leaving only sighs. He and I were also considered old friends. I will sit in his position and watch, I don't think there's any problem."

"It also won't leave this seat empty, nor will it leave old friends with an empty embrace."

He looked into Jiang Wang's eyes:

"What do you think?"

The six hegemonic emperors were like pillars standing in the six directions, representing the highest power holders in the present world, sitting in the highest positions in the present world.

That year, the Long River Dragon Lord sat in a seat surrounded by the six directions. In essence, he was of course also under the order of the present world, under the six hegemonic emperors...

But nominally, the Long River Dragon Lord, as a viewing guest and the lord of the water race, was treated as an equal to the six hegemonic emperors.

What Hong Jun Yan wanted now was precisely this "nominally"!

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