Chapter 1: Your Majesty's Early Morning Court

  "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you've finally woken up."

  "Who... has been chattering nonstop since early morning, isn't it annoying!"

  Zhang Youren curled up in his quilt, his face etched with exhaustion. His eyebrows were furrowed as he tried to adjust his sleeping position for greater comfort. A muffled murmur escaped his lips, but before the words became clear, he pulled the quilt over his head, turned onto his side, and closed his eyes, ready to drift off into another light sleep.

  "Good heavens, no!"

  "I clearly closed all the doors and windows last night, how could there be an outsider's voice? Hmm, this bed is quite big, and it's so soft, this sour and refreshing feeling, it's comfortable to the point of excess!"

  Zhang Youren's sleepiness suddenly disappeared, and he turned over and got up.

  "Ah..."

  "What kind of people are you!"

  When he saw everything in front of him, he was completely stunned, nervously letting out a shrill scream, and hastily grabbing the quilt, like a weak woman who had been violently assaulted, tightly covering his chest muscles.

  "Your Majesty, it's me, old minister Taibai. What's wrong?"

  An old man with white hair and beard, dressed in ancient attire, holding a duster, stood before him, smiling and slightly bowing his head.

  "Your Majesty?"

  "Is he filming or has he run to the emergency room?"

  "Where is this?"

  Zhang Youren's mind was filled with a string of questions, leaving him bewildered and at a loss. As he glanced around the room, his mind suddenly felt like it was racing with thousands of galloping horses.

  Golden pillars, jade stone pavement, shining with dazzling light, dazed his titanium alloy dog eyes, making him even more bewildered.

  Where is this? This golden luxury, this extravagant momentum, doesn't it let people live? His half-asleep eyes suddenly cleared up, jumped up, and showed a greedy color, in the room with gold and jade inlays, he touched east and west, hated to pry out a piece and take it to the black market to buy it, and savored it fiercely.

  The building has a rich ancient flavor, fully revealing the luxurious and grand style, with carved dragons and phoenixes, and under it is a dragon bed that is even larger than the house he bought with a 30-year mortgage, and outside the door are palace maids standing with their heads bowed and eyes lowered, making people feel like they are in a dream.

  "Wow, I've wasted 20 years of my life! This is the life of a rich man! If I had such a luxurious house, I'd be set for life and wouldn't need to work hard on construction sites just to earn 200 yuan a day. Who needs to struggle to make money to find a wife?" He's drooling with envy, his eyes shining like stars, as he yells out loud: "Where are you, rich man? I want to hug your leg!"

  Unfortunately, this get-rich dream solidified when that white-bearded old man walked up to me with a flattering smile.

  "What the hell is going on! How did I end up here? And who is this weirdly dressed old man? Your Majesty... I haven't even met the queen's mother, let alone you, damn it!"

  "Ouch, it hurts!"

  Just as Zhang Youren's mind was a complete mess, a severe headache struck him, he clutched his head with both hands and fainted.

  "Ahhhhh!"

  ……

  In his coma, Zhang Youren had a very long dream.

  Before the end of the Investiture of the Gods, Jiang Ziya took over from Heaven to invest the gods. The Four Great Heavenly Kings, the Twenty-Eight Constellations, the heavenly stars and the mountain gods of the Five Peaks were all invested more or less. Only one position, that of the Jade Emperor, was still vacant. Many immortals and gods looked at this position of the master of the three realms with envy, secretly calculating their own merits in the Investiture of the Gods.

  However, everyone knows in their hearts that when it comes to achievements, few can surpass Jiang Ziya, who holds the Seal of the Gods and wears the apricot-yellow flag. Moreover, he has someone backing him!

  Jiang Ziya was a disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun, and also the temporary substitute for Hundun's Hongjun Da Zu Fengshen, who can compare with his background.

  Then someone deliberately sneered: "Zi Ya Dao Ren, don't you know who should sit in the position of Jade Emperor?"

  Jiang Ziya stroked his silver beard with one hand, and carried a burden on his back. He gazed at the throne adorned with nine dragons, his eyes filled with eagerness. In that instant, his body, over eighty years old, seemed to be filled with vitality. However, after serving as Grand Counselor under King Wu of Zhou for many years, and struggling in the mundane world for so long, he appeared much more composed. Jiang Ziya took a deep breath, forcing down the urgency in his heart, and put on an air of nonchalance, saying calmly:

  "This seat, of course, is... occupied."

  When he said this, Jiang Ziya's eyes swept across the crowd of immortals and gods, revealing an expression that they all understood, causing some of them to be extremely contemptuous, yet having to put on a respectful face, preparing to offer congratulations.

  Who would have thought that just as Jiang Ziya's words had fallen, and everyone's flattering words had not yet been spoken, a strange change occurred, and something unexpected happened!

  In a corner that was not eye-catching, a young fairy heard Jiang Ziya say the words "naturally there is someone" and walked out of the crowd with a smile, quickly walking to the dragon chair and sitting down, bowing his hands to Jiang Ziya: "Zhang Youren thanks for the title!"

  The gods and immortals were all speechless!

  Only Jiang Ziya was left, disheveled in the wind, muttering to himself: "How could this be! How could this be! Is there really someone in this world named Zhang Youren? This...this...isn't he teasing me?"

  Unfortunately, Jiang Ziya was the one who sealed the gods on behalf of heaven, so his words were as good as gold. As soon as he spoke, Zhang Youren's name was immediately branded on the list of gods, and it could not be changed. Even if he had an extremely powerful background, even if he had made great achievements, they could not compare to the two words "fate".

  After that, Zhang Youren has been sitting in the position of Haotian Jinqiao Supreme Emperor up to now, although he was squeezed by saints and suppressed by Taoism and Buddhism together, but this position has been firmly seated.

  As the next catastrophe approaches, the Jade Emperor sitting on the dragon throne begins to feel uneasy. Having been entrusted by heaven, he will also be bound by the number of catastrophes! Moreover, since the catastrophe, although he is the first person in the three realms, he has never truly taken charge for himself. Therefore, he wants to take advantage of the arrival of the catastrophe to plan a way out for himself, and perhaps obtain new opportunities in the catastrophe, becoming the true master of the three realms.

  He arranged a series of follow-up moves, preparing to make a big show in the robbery. Who knew that this Jade Emperor was also a lucky star, but unfortunately, when the robbery arrived, the heavenly machine did not appear, and it was impossible to deduce the past and future. The master of the three realms was unexpectedly ambushed, his soul scattered. By coincidence, he was robbed by Zhang Youren, who crossed over from Earth, and became the current fake Immortal Emperor.

  Memories stopped here, and Zhang Youren also woke up. When he woke up, he was startled by a cold sweat. Recalling the events that occurred on Yu Huang's body, he finally understood that being Yu Huang was not an easy position to sit in, with a precarious future and every step being difficult. Thinking of this, Zhang Youren wished he could immediately return to Earth and go back to working on construction sites, even if he only earned 250 yuan per day, barely scraping by, but it was much more stable than his current life of living on edge.

  However, he also knew that now he had taken the position of Jade Emperor, and there was no chance to shirk.

  Nor does he know what Jade Emperor Laoer was thinking, but when he died, he set up a friendly Ren one way, and actually sealed the memories in his brain. Some memories can only be opened at specific times and under certain circumstances, making him now confused about many things, unable to figure them out no matter how hard he tries.

  The current situation in Heaven, the arrangement of the Kalpa, the backhand laid down by the Jade Emperor, and so on, are all a blank slate.

  "Jade Emperor, you old man, if you come back to life, I'll beat you to death!"

  After Zhang Youren vented his emotions, he slowly began to face up to his current identity.

  Come what may, welcome it!

  Now that I'm in charge of the Heavenly Court and have become the master of the three realms, let me, Zhang Youren, become the true number one person in the three realms. Let the world see that a bricklayer like me can still make the three realms lively and exciting!

  Zhang Youren's face was flushed with excitement, his spirit and demeanor were magnificent.

  "Your Majesty."

  Just as Zhang Youren was constantly talking nonsense, an untimely voice came in.

  "Your Majesty, you've finally woken up. The Queen Mother has sent someone to urge you several times, asking if you will be attending the Peach Festival with all the gods and immortals in full array, so she can make arrangements."

  "Will there be a Peach Party?"

  "Wow, heavenly roots! Brother, I must savor it carefully."

  He was all smiles as he prepared to respond to Tai Bai Jin Xing, but after a quick calculation, cold sweat began pouring down his face.

  "Is it said that the Monkey King of the Mountain of Flowers and Fruits will come and fight?"