Chapter One Hundred: Competing in Character Creation

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  At this time, on the Heavenly Court, in the Jade Pool of Heaven, two people sat down one after another. The two had followed the Taoist ancestor for many years and their strength had also reached the peak of quasi-sainthood. Now, although they were the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother of Heaven, the territory under their jurisdiction was only this small piece of Heavenly Court. How could the two be willing to accept this? Moreover, from time to time, demons would come to the Heavenly Court to play, not putting themselves in their eyes at all, which made it even more difficult for the two to accept. The two were discussing how to revive the prestige of the Heavenly Court and reach the level of the demon tribe's Heavenly Court in those years, monopolizing 40% of the aura of the Honghuang, so that even saints did not dare to provoke them.

  Although the two were ambitious, they were lonely and had few followers. As the master of the Taoist sect and the lord of the heavenly court, it took them two yuan conferences to gather 20 million cultivators. However, these cultivators were of low cultivation level, with most being Tianxian in strength. The strongest among them was only Tai Bai Jin Xing, who had Jinxian strength.

  It can be said that it was very cold and gloomy, but the 33-day Wu clan had never interfered with the affairs of the Heavenly Court, which made them much better off.

  "Jade Emperor, now that humanity dominates the Primordial Chaos and occupies the most advantageous position in the flow of qi, should we also make plans..."

  "It's difficult to make humans obey us, but passing down our faith can also strengthen the power of Heaven," said the Queen Mother of the West, her face showing no emotion.

  Hao Tian thought for a moment, then replied: "Indeed it should be so. The human race wants to produce the third emperor, which is exactly when Lao Tian Ting takes action. However, Emperor Ku and Xuan Yuan still have to make a choice."

  "The Emperor Zhuanxu was born in Jiuli, how can we intervene? Only Xuanyuan can assist him."

  Haotian nodded "Jiutian Xuan Nu is well-versed in military strategy and formation, she can descend to the mortal world to assist."

  All parties' disciples and followers took action, and the human race suddenly became lively. Especially the You Xiong tribe, many high-ranking officials came one after another. First, there was Guang Chengzi, a disciple of the Holy One, who came to take Xuan Yuan as his apprentice. However, unlike the Five Elements Taoist and Xuandu, he didn't often offer strategies but instead held an official position in the You Xiong tribe, thinking about plotting and accumulating merits. He also passed down the "Natural Classic" to Xuan Yuan, which led him to enter the realm of cultivation. However, due to his busy schedule, he was not diligent in his practice and only managed to prolong his lifespan slightly.

  On this day, Laozi was still cultivating in the Eight Scenic Palace as usual. Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed through his mind, and he thought of the matter of human writing. The current human script is incomplete and uses the Wuwen (witch script), which is not suitable. Since this matter has emerged in his mind, he knows that it is a reminder from the Heavenly Way. He should create characters for humans. Even Laozi, who is normally calm and composed, was excited about this. The merit of creating characters is enormous. In the past, Emperor Jiang created the Wuwen script and established himself as the leader of the Wu tribe. Kunpeng created the Yao script and was revered as a Yao master. If he could create human writing, he would certainly gain more human destiny. He immediately let Shanshi transform into a mortal body, abandoning his cultivation to enter the Six Paths Reincarnation in his true spirit form. Laozi used his own two human destinies to protect Shanshi's transformation and ensure that he was reborn successfully in the human world, with the name Cang Ling.

  The old man's actions, how could they deceive Emperor Jiang, the master of reincarnation? Upon investigation, it was discovered that the old man had reincarnated as Cang Lian. Suddenly enlightened, Emperor Jiang realized that this old man wanted to take credit for creating characters. Emperor Jiang smiled to himself, reminding him not to overlook this matter. However, Emperor Jiang was not in a hurry, for Cang Lian's creation of characters would not be accomplished overnight. On the other hand, with memories of ancient texts in his mind, Emperor Jiang could easily recreate the human script by tracing back.

  He was the only one who had the merit of unifying the human race, and it was enough to make him a saint of that race. However, using his merit to enhance his power wasn't very effective, but the luck of that race was indeed enviable. After some thought, he decided to use the merit of creating characters to refine the Treasure of Merit Law, which would be useful for his disciples. Currently, among his followers, Ao Jiao didn't have any good spiritual treasures on him, and his only third-generation disciple, Nine-Headed Worm, was even more pathetic, without a single acquired spiritual treasure. Thinking about this, Emperor Jiang became even more determined to refine the Treasure of Merit Law. As for Nine-Headed Worm, he still had some spare top-grade innate spiritual treasures on him, such as the Sky-Spanning Sword, the Precious Lotus Lamp, the Eight Scenic Spots Palace Lamp, and the Earth Banana Fan and Water Banana Fan. The Sky-Spanning Sword would be used to plot for the Five Emperors' merit in the future, while the other four items could be given to Nine-Headed Worm, but lamps and fans were probably not suitable for him.

  If Jiǔtóu Chóng knew what Emperor Jiang was thinking, he would probably jump out and swear that he liked lanterns and fans the most.

  Chuāng Yǎn was born into the Yellow Emperor's tribal alliance, with a dragon-like face and four eyes, and a voice that embodied wisdom. He also retained memories from his past life, just like Emperor Zhù. By the age of ten, Chuāng Yǎn had already devoted himself to creating characters, but people at the time did not understand him and thought he was crazy. His parents and siblings all tried to persuade him, but he would not listen.

  Jiuli Emperor, also known as such, at the age of twenty, knew that Cang was born and handed over political affairs to the virtuous men of the tribe for joint management. Alone, he closed his door and wrote characters, and in a flash, ten years passed. The people of the tribe all knew about this matter and praised Emperor Jiuli's virtues. In their hearts, they had full confidence in Emperor Jiuli's character creation, which was infinitely better than Cang's tragic situation at that time.

  Three years passed, and the thirteenth year of Cangjie's life arrived. His creation of characters had made progress, and he had grasped the essence of pictograms and symbols. The symbols he drew were increasingly close to becoming written words, and they completely shed their primitive forms as talismans and magical writings. The Yellow Emperor knew that there was a remarkable person in the tribe who could create characters like himself, so he personally visited Cangjie's home with great joy, thinking him to be a great talent. At present, the three major tribes of humanity were forming an alliance, but they still had a hidden competitive spirit. Shennong stirred up trouble on the sidelines, but he was close to the Youxiong tribe and had not yet decided who should succeed as the common leader of humanity. After all, this was a great matter for humanity, so naturally, it could not be hastily concluded.

  Shennong is just a bit too worried, this time the human emperor's enthronement isn't something that can be decided by one person alone. Back then, Fuxi abdicated in his favor also because he was the one the people of the tribe looked up to. Now, Emperor Ku and Huangdi have roughly equal prestige, with many people from the tribe supporting each of them. Even if Shennong were to abdicate in favor of one of them, the other could still lead an army to overthrow him. In the end, it's just a matter of whose strength is greater.

  The Yellow Emperor visited Cangjie, also for a reason. He had learned from his conversation with Guang Chengzi that after Shen Nong's proof of the Tao, the third position of the Human Emperor would fall to one of them, and in recent years, he heard that Di Ku was creating characters behind closed doors, which made him feel a great sense of crisis. If Di Ku really created characters, he would definitely gain the support of many people, and at that time, he himself would be at a disadvantage compared to him. However, Di Ku's creation of characters this time was also beneficial to the human race, and he couldn't bear to destroy it. His heart was filled with conflicting emotions, hoping that Di Ku could succeed in creating characters, but also hoping that he would fail, which made him feel uneasy and unable to eat or sleep.

  Now I heard that there is also someone in the clan who is studying character creation, named Cang Ling. My heart suddenly felt overjoyed, this person is from my own tribal alliance, if he succeeds in creating characters, not only will it suppress Emperor Di, bring blessings to the human race, but also bring honor to my own tribe and gain more support from the human race. After thinking about it, I decided to make this visit.

  Xuanyuan arrived at Cangjie's residence, saw the thatched cottage was simple and crude, hard to keep out wind and rain, couldn't help but feel deeply moved, such a humble abode, indeed worthy of a great sage. Without hesitation, he gently pushed open the door and entered, seeing inside a young man with disheveled hair, holding a tree branch in his hand, writing something on the ground.

  The young man was thin and pale, only thirteen or fourteen years old. Although he was not very old and had not yet arranged his appearance, he gave people a sense of maturity, as if the person facing him was not a young man, but an elderly one.

  "May I ask if it is the great virtuous one of Canglang?" Xuan Yuan ordered his guards to wait outside, and went in alone, asking respectfully.

  Cang Ling also discovered Xuan Yuan at this time, and smiled slightly. He put down the branch in his hand, stood up, and carefully examined this candidate for the Human Emperor. Seeing that he was over thirty years old, with a majestic appearance, and an imperial aura surrounding him, which was very dignified. In his heart, he couldn't help but nod his head, thinking that it wouldn't be wrong to have the disciples of the Primitive Sect assist this person.

  "I have seen the Yellow Emperor!" Cangjie slightly bowed and said. Xuan Yuan saw that Cangjie was neither arrogant nor humble, his behavior was proper, and he couldn't help but think even more that he was a great sage. He hurriedly went forward to help Cangjie up, and excitedly said: "I've heard that the great sage wants to create characters for humanity, do you have any plans?"

  At this sight, how could he still not know what was in his mind? With confidence, he said: "This time I've made characters, I have also found the essence of it. Within ten years, I will definitely be able to create them."

  Another ten years, Xuan Yuan listened and his eyes showed some concern, if so, he didn't know if he would be surpassed by Emperor Di Ku.

  Chuán Yǐ was watching his expression, and couldn't help but smile slightly, saying: "Huang Di can rest assured, Chuán Lǐng's creation of characters this time is the arrangement of the Heavenly Way. Although Emperor Zhì is intelligent and has many great achievements, he is after all a mortal man, without the great trend of the Heavenly Way on his side. Wanting to create characters is likely to be extremely difficult. I may be young, but I am the reincarnation arranged by the Heavenly Way, and the creation of characters will surely go smoothly. This time, I need ten years to perfect the characters, as for Emperor Zhì, it's likely to take hundreds or thousands of years."

  Chang Ling said, full of confidence in his heart. Today, the machine was blocked, and he still didn't know that Jiuli Emperor was actually the reincarnation of Jiang San's three corpses. He just thought it was like Xuan Yuan, born to respond to the fate. Now, even if he closed the door to create characters, it was only because he was forced by the Wu tribe. Otherwise, how could he put down his political affairs for as long as thirteen years?

  "It turns out that Da Xian was arranged by heaven, and Xuan Yuan just had some disrespect, please forgive me."

  Xuanyuan said, feeling a bit more at ease in his heart, but still somewhat uneasy. After all, what Cangjie had said about the heavenly way's arrangement was just his own words.

  He picked up the branch on the ground and started drawing on the ground. After finishing, he said to Xuanyuan: "Huangdi, please take a look, can you understand the meaning of this character?"

  Xuanyuan was still perplexed, but suddenly it dawned on him. It turned out that Cang Ling had seen the doubts in his heart and written a character to prove it. A hint of shame flashed across his mind, but he didn't pretend to be polite. He immediately looked at it carefully and saw that the few simple lines drawn on the ground were actually a person. He exclaimed: "This is indeed a person!"

  The king was a man of few words. With a happy heart, he drew several more lines and said, "Please, Yellow Emperor, take another look."

  Xuanyuan turned his head and wondered "Are these soldiers?"

  "That's right, this is 'Bing', the character." Cang Lao said with excitement, feeling a great sense of accomplishment in his heart. Although Laozi was non-action, as an incarnation of thought, Cang Lao was not non-action at all.

  Xuanyuan's heart was greatly settled, and he exclaimed with joy: "Is it really the arrangement of heaven? This time, the human script will be entrusted to Cangjie Da Xian."

  "This is a matter of great benefit to mankind, I, Cang Lai, cannot decline." Cang Lai smiled slightly.

  It's as if I've already seen myself creating words, with countless merits and virtues accumulating on me.

  Just as the two were chatting happily, the sky and earth suddenly shook, and a cloud of good fortune emerged from afar, with golden symbols flying into the air, triggering a powerful spiritual wave.

  "How could this be!" Cang Lao was greatly shocked, his face suddenly becoming extremely unsightly.

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