Journey to the West: I have Nine Golden Crows Inside Me
Chapter 1459: Nine Seven Two National Destiny

Chapter 1459: Nine Seven Two National Destiny

"The Emperor commits a crime, he faces the same punishment as the commoners!"

"The Human King truly is the guardian deity of the mortals, what a grand spirit! This is what a true ruler looks like."

Seeing the lofty Emperor kneeling on the execution ground, waiting for the moment of execution, the people of the Nine States not only didn’t feel that this act was trampling on the Emperor’s dignity, but they were actually very excited, deeply satisfied from within.

"Princes and generals, are they but seeds?"

Repeating this line a thousand times over isn’t as direct as sending the Emperor to the guillotine.

Turns out, the Emperor, just like them, must be punished when he errs, must be beheaded, restrained, and kneel on the ground. The Emperor is a man too, no different from them.

When the common people begin to harbor this sort of thought, that’s when the shackles of imperial power within their hearts can be shattered, and they will no longer hold reverence for the Emperor and the nobles.

Only then, will a new era dawn.

Power is fought for, not granted by others. If someone can grant you power, they can naturally take it back.

Only the power obtained through one’s own struggle truly belongs to oneself. To take it away, one must inevitably pay the price of blood.

"Damn it!"

"How dare he, how could he!"

If the people of the Nine States are excited, then at this moment the hearts of the noble families of the Nine States are filled with rage.

They’re scared. Jiang Chen is sending all the royalties, including the Emperor, to the scaffold, trampling upon the dignity of their families, crushing their glory, dignity, and pride into the dirt.

Without their privileges, without that halo of nobility, what then separates them from the lowly riffraff they speak of?

They too are flesh and blood, they too face birth, aging, sickness, and death – a beheading ends their lives the same.

They’re not scared because the death of these royalties frightens them.

They’re scared because Jiang Chen has torn away their halo, exposing their truest selves nakedly to the gaze of the lower class.

If the common people lose their reverence for them, how can they continue to hold themselves above?

The awakening of the masses is what these noble powerhouses fear the most. If everyone could learn to read and write, if everyone had the opportunity to better themselves, how could they continue to fool the masses, how could they maintain their rule.

These commoners, lowly folk, troublemakers, they don’t deserve to be educated – how could such profound words be allowed to be touched by their filthy hands?

They should toil in the fields for life, be driven by them forever, be at the service of them and their descendants.

To dream of turning over a new leaf and becoming masters of their own fate is preposterous.

"The Human King is so ruthless!"

"What is he trying to do?"

"Does he want those lowly people to turn over a new leaf and trample over us?"

Beyond fear, there is anger, an unprecedented rage. At this very moment, the many masters of the noble families of the Nine States wish nothing more than to slaughter Jiang Chen whole.

"Not long ago, there was a rumor that the Human King was struck by the backlash of Heaven and Earth, his cultivation completely destroyed, plummeting back to the realm of mortals."

"And just wait and see, if this news is true, then the Human King, based on what you’ve done today, don’t blame us for being heartless."

"Did you really think that this is still the Ancient Times or the Remotes Past, when the Human King reigned supreme over the world, honored collectively by all races?"

"The times have changed, the authority of the Human King has been weakened to the extreme, even if one is the Human King, trying to do as one pleases in this era comes at a great cost."

Some family heads sneered internally, now, they were just waiting to confirm Jiang Chen’s true state. If the rumors were true, and Jiang Chen had indeed fallen to the level of a mortal, they would certainly make him pay the price.

The Emperor is the Emperor because he has the support of these families; without their backing, the Emperor is nothing!

It doesn’t matter if Jiang Chen doesn’t understand this principle, they will soon make him comprehend it.

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In Luoyang City, Cai Yong spoke with a stern tone, enumerating the crimes of these royal nobles, and through the amplification of the hovering mirror, his words resound clearly in the ears of every citizen of the Nine States.

And as the list of crimes was concluded, streaks of sword light flashed, vivid red blood splattered, accompanied by the dropping of heads one by one.

The rulers of Great Han, as well as numerous royal nobles, under the witness of the citizens of the Nine States, ended their sinful lives.

And their souls, in that very moment, shattered, turning into strands of Innate Divine Light, returning to Heaven and Earth.

With their souls shattered and True Spirits returning to Heaven and Earth, they lost even the chance for reincarnation; in the future, their True Spirits would be nurtured by Heaven and Earth into other living beings, with no relation to them anymore.

Without cultivation reaching the level of Mysterious Immortal, one cannot imprint memories onto the True Spirit, and if the soul shatters, then that is true death.

Only those who surpass Mysterious Immortals, those whose memories are imprinted upon their True Spirits, even if their souls shatter, as long as the True Spirit remains, still have the opportunity to start anew. And these royal nobles, let alone being celestial immortals, are not even close to becoming Mysterious Immortals.

"Here it comes!"

As these royal nobles died, Jiang Chen suddenly opened his eyes, staring fixedly at the Human Race’s Fate, awaiting the forthcoming change.

The shackles of royal authority were broken, the spirits of the people were freed, and all citizens of the land were willingly devoted, the collective will of the whole world captured in this moment.

And just as Jiang Chen had anticipated, the citizens of the Nine States, seeing him truly kill those royal nobles, felt a surge of passion, freed from their shackles, and found immense courage.

At the same time, they were awed by Jiang Chen’s resolve, believing he would surely become a great Emperor.

Where the collective will goes, change immediately follows; above the heads of the citizens of the Nine States, strands of luminance emerged, converging toward where Jiang Chen was.

This luminance, containing both the thoughts and fate of the people, what they formed together, was national Fate.

A nation is formed from the gathering of its people.

The power of each individual’s Fate and belief is exceedingly weak, but when hundreds of thousands, millions, tens of millions, billions... countless living beings bring their strands of belief and fate together, the power unleashed can change Heaven and Earth.

By consolidating the Fate of the people and uniting their collective will, national Fate is formed. Because national Fate is the manifestation of the collective will, should the ruler fulfill the people’s desire and establish a golden age, then naturally the Fate of the nation will flourish, and all will be peaceful and well-ordered.

Conversely, if the ruler fails to fulfill the collective desire and betrays the trust of the populace, the national Fate will weaken, and signs of the nation’s demise will appear.

Speaking of which, the Divine Dao is derived from this principle but goes a step further, making the power of the Emperor tangible and giving rise to the strength to move mountains and fill seas.