317: It's just a pity that her hips are a bit wide.

The leading old man knelt on the ground, his expression filled with excitement, and shouted, "Human Emperor Shen!"

The title of Human Emperor, perhaps for those high and mighty Ancient Desolate Families and ancient Holy Lands, was merely a strong individual capable of conversing with them. While some could treat the ordinary Human Race equally, the majority still looked down upon them, often viewing them as nothing more than ants.

The cultivation world had always been like this; the strong remained strong, while the lives of the weak were as worthless as blades of grass. Even with external threats looming, it did not hinder internal strife in the slightest. Such was human nature.

However, for the ordinary Cultivators who occupied nearly ninety percent of the Five Domains of the Human Race, it was extremely important. They were the deities in the hearts of many Mortals and commoners. Every generation of Human Emperors had walked among the people, with deeds of saving lives and healing the wounded deeply engraved in their history. The Human Emperor Hall was the only leader with a direct connection to them.

Afterward, those older generation Cultivators changed their address one after another, calling out loudly. These Cultivators were filled with gratitude; as long as one had merit in killing the Yao Race at the Imperial Pass, they could exchange it for rewards. How could they not be excited?

They had been at the Imperial Pass for many years; who hadn't fought against the Yao Race, and who didn't have the lives of a few Yao Kings on their hands?

On the side, Murong Chen watched this scene, dumbfounded, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Holy crap, Brother Shen has become the Human Emperor!!"

Even in the Lower Realm, he had heard legends of the Human Emperor! The Human Emperor was the collective leader of the Human Race! His status was transcendent, which went without saying!

Murong Chen found it hard to believe. How much time had passed? What on earth had Brother Shen done in the Upper Realm!

Beside him, Wang Damu's face was full of shock, and his eyes held a hint of panic. Damn! How did Fellow Daoist Shen become the Human Emperor!

If he found out that my grandfather had dug up the grave of the previous Human Emperor, wouldn't that be the end of it??? No, no! This matter absolutely must not be leaked! However, just in case, I should get closer to Fellow Daoist Shen!

Behind Shen Nian, Jun Fengyan was even more nervous, keeping her head down and remaining silent. On her shoulder, Bai Ze merely watched this scene silently, without saying anything.

Just at this moment, "Lord Human Emperor, this old man dares to ask, is this rule aimed at us, or..." The old man suddenly cupped his hands and spoke, his voice trembling slightly.

At their Realm, who didn't have descendants? Some even had wives and concubines in groups, having become Old Ancestors of a clan! If Shen Nian's rules weren't just for them, then it would be completely different!

Shen Nian's move was tantamount to giving everyone at the Imperial Pass without a background a fair chance. At the very least, there was hope. As long as they had merit, they could also cultivate the most profound Cultivation Techniques and the most powerful dao palace! This was equivalent to a revolution!!

"You have reminded me..." Shen Nian couldn't help but chuckle, with a hint of self-deprecation. I almost forgot that I am still the Human Emperor.

Although this position was something Old Man Tianji had tempted him to take with the Human Emperor Legacy, he had ultimately agreed to it. He hadn't been the Human Emperor for long—counting it all up, it had only been half a month—but he truly hadn't done anything beneficial for the entire Human Race. Thinking about it, he was indeed a bit derelict in his duties.

The various Cultivators looked up one after another. The leading old man was even more confused; Shen Nian's sudden remark left him somewhat baffled for a moment. But the next second.

"There should be people from the Human Emperor Hall at the Imperial Pass. Go find one of them and have them contact Old Man Tianji. Tell them that I said: starting from today, for those in the Human Race who have merit in killing the Yao Race, Cultivation Techniques, Divine Abilities, Medicinal Pills—whatever the Human Race possesses, they can be granted!" Shen Nian spoke with a hint of seriousness, his tone carrying a touch of command.

He understood that this move would affect the interests of many factions, but so what? He was not the Old Human Emperor! If they were unconvinced, drag them out and hammer them! What state was the Human Race in, yet they were still making a mess of things. How could they fight the Yao Race like this? Rely on him alone?

After Shen Nian's voice fell, the old man was stunned at first, then immediately bowed excitedly to the ground, weeping uncontrollably! However, while many Cultivators were excited, some still furrowed their brows.

"Human... Human Emperor Shen, what if those Holy Lands refuse to comply..." the old woman asked, voicing everyone's concerns.

"Simple." "Then beat them into submission," Shen Nian said casually.

The old woman's eyes lit up, and she immediately bowed deeply. Although Shen Nian's displayed strength was not yet enough to intimidate the entire Five Regions of the Human Race, they all knew that Shen Nian was not only the Human Emperor but also the Head of the Shen Family, the strongest Ancient Desolate Family of the Human Race! His words naturally carried a certain weight!

Even if they might not be able to trade for many truly core Legacies and divine medicines in the end, it was enough!

"Are there any other questions?" Shen Nian glanced ahead and sensed the vibration of the barrier, knowing there wasn't much time left.

The leading old man shook his head, then spoke with a respectful gaze: "We hereby congratulate the Human Emperor on obtaining the Thousand Buddhas Legacy and wish you great immortal fortune!"

After speaking, the old man stepped forward and reminded him via sound transmission: "Lord Human Emperor, beware of the Buddhist monk Worry-free. Although his strength cannot threaten the Human Emperor, he is adept at disturbing one's state of mind and converting opponents with profound Buddhist teachings..."

The crowd finally bowed respectfully to Shen Nian and then left one after another.

Seeing everyone leave, Wang Damu immediately stepped forward and praised: "Fellow Daoist Shen is already the Emperor of the Human Race at such a young age; that is truly badass!"

Murong Chen's expression shifted. How could he allow someone to steal his position? He quickly spoke up: "That's right, Shen—"

"That's enough!" "There isn't much time left. I'm going to the next level. Your Realm is too weak, and this ruin..."

However, before Shen Nian could finish his sentence, he heard a Buddhist chant ring out. "amitabha~"

Worry-free, who had been watching from afar for a long time, finally stepped forward. He pressed his palms together, took a deep look at Shen Nian's surroundings, his expression changing slightly, and then said.

"Benefactor Shen, there is no need to worry. This poor monk has seen the second level; it is rather special and will not pose any danger to your life. Benefactor Shen can rest assured..."

Shen Nian looked up. Before him stood a monk in white robes, with red lips and white teeth, looking very handsome. There was a red mark on his forehead, which added a touch of eeriness to him. He was not wearing monk shoes, walking barefoot on the ground, possessing something of the aura of an ascetic monk, but the only difference was that his feet were flawless, unstained by dust.

"This poor monk is Worry-free, from the Little Leiyin Temple of the Western Heaven in the Five Domains..." Worry-free introduced himself with a smile.

Murong Chen and Wang Damu also carefully sized up the newcomer, whispering to each other. "This monk is damn good-looking, but it's a pity that his hips are a bit too big..." "Brother Murong's eye is indeed sharp. Could it be that you are also interested in men?" "Bullshit!"

Meanwhile, Bai Ze, on Jun Fengyan's shoulder, glanced at Worry-free, a strange look flashing through its cat-like pupils, which vanished in an instant.

"Do you know what the trial ahead is?" Shen Nian asked softly.

Worry-free nodded gently, then said: "This is a ruin left behind by a supreme figure of our Buddhism. This poor monk has long admired him, so naturally, I know more about it than others..."