Zi Qi the Ancestor nodded and said,
"Since you're prepared, young man, that's good. What are your thoughts on the Corpse Witch clan? I plan to have Chang Ruo and the other three go to the Corpse Witch clan and eliminate all their Emperor positions, whether they are awake or not."
"As for when this matter will be handled, it depends on your arrangements. We'll definitely have a battle with the Undead clan this time. What are your plans?"
Lin Zhan nodded and said,
"If that's the case, then let me go back and deal with the Emperor positions I've hidden in the Necromancer plane first. I can take this opportunity to revive a few more Old Ancestors."
"I won't touch the remaining Necromancers for now. I'll force the remaining Necromancers to merge with the Corpse Witch clan, and the battlefield will be set in the Necromancer plane. That way, I can send them all to hell at once."
Zi Qi the Ancestor nodded and said to four of the bronze sarcophagi, "Bao Yi, Bao Bing, Bao Ding, Zhu Ren, the four of you should come out as well."
The sarcophagus lids were instantly opened, and a burly man dressed similarly to Shang Tang, along with three middle-aged men in bronze armor and fur cloaks, emerged from the coffins.
Shang Tang, who had been puffing out his chest with pride, quickly bowed to the four and asked, "Grandfather, Great-Grandfather, Great-Great-Grandfather, Great-Great-Great..."
Before Shang Tang could finish his greeting, Zhu Kui gave him a shove and said, "What great-grandfather are you talking about? You're so old, and you can't even speak clearly..."
Before Zhu Kui could finish, Zhu Ren, who had just emerged, gave Zhu Kui a shove, saying, "You little brat, who told you to hit my grandson?"
He then said kindly to Shang Tang, "Come, my great-grandson, let Grandpa have a good look. My grandson is promising, he's even advanced to the Emperor position, much better than your useless father."
Lin Zhan's eyes widened and he said, "Holy crap, this old man is also biased towards his grandchildren."
Seeing Zhu Kui and the others, Shang Tang said with a wronged expression,
"Grandfather, Great-Grandfather, you have no idea. My father beats me up every three days and five days."
"Oh right, Grandfather, Great-Grandfather, why have you guys woken up early? It's not time yet. What's up, are you released from prison?"
Zhu Ren and the others' faces went dark. They waved their hands and gave Zhu Kui, who had just gotten up, another slap, saying,
"You scoundrel, look at how you beat my grandson. Tang'er's brain isn't working well as it is, if you beat him a few more times, what if the child becomes an idiot?"
Shang Tang, emboldened by his elders, said to his father, "Exactly, what if you beat me into an idiot?"
He then realized and said, "Grandfather, I'm not stupid. I've already advanced to the Emperor position."
Zhu Ren quickly coaxed Shang Tang, "Okay, okay, my Tang'er is the smartest. Tang'er has advanced to the Emperor position."
He then fiercely said to Zhu Kui, "If I ever find out you dare to hit my grandson again, I'll break three of your legs."
Seeing that things were getting off track, Shang Jiawei quickly said, "You few brats, that's enough. There are juniors present."
Upon seeing that it was Shang Jiawei speaking, Bao Yi, Bao Bing, and Bao Ding hurriedly bowed deeply to Shang Jiawei.
"Father"
"Grandfather"
"Great-Grandfather"
Shang Jiawei nodded and said, "The general trend of this war of myriad races is in favor of our Great Shang. Since you have also awakened, all of you should work hard to kill the enemy and strive to advance to the Emperor position, so that you may prove yourself as Great Emperors in the future."
Zi Qi the Ancestor looked at his descendants and showed genuine happiness.
"There's no need to say more. Our Great Shang will not have any cowards in battle. This time, let our Great Shang's Emperor Sons reclaim the glory that belongs to our Great Shang."
Lin Zhan was stunned and couldn't help but say, "Emperor Son has too much power. He's really amazing this time."
After speaking, he saw all the Old Ancestors looking at him as if he were an idiot.
Only then did he realize, holy crap, the Emperor Son of Great Shang is me.
"Ah... hehe... I thought the atmosphere was too tense, so I was joking with you all, Old Ancestors."
He then bowed deeply to Zi Qi and said, "Old Ancestor, rest assured. I will reclaim the lost glory of Great Shang a thousandfold. Great Shang has no cowards, and Huaxia also has no lack of soldiers willing to fight. Glory to humanity."
Zi Qi nodded and then showed a hint of authority, saying, "Lin Zhan, you are hereby ordered, as the Emperor Son of Great Shang, to lead the elite forces of Great Shang to conquer the Undead clan and spread the fame of our human race."
"Yes."
Lin Zhan bowed heavily and walked out with the Yamata no Orochi and Old Nine.
Chang Ruo, Cao Yu, Shang Jiawei, and Shang Tang, the four Emperor positions.
Bao Yi, Bao Bing, Bao Ding, Zhu Ren, and Zhu Kui, the five foundational pillars.
A total of nine Old Ancestors of Great Shang bowed to Old Ancestor Zi Qi and then followed closely behind.
Looking at Lin Zhan's retreating back, Zi Ming said to Zi Qi, "Old Ancestor, why do I feel like you're coaxing a child? Just like when Zi Tang coaxed Wu Ding back then."
Zi Qi sighed and said,
"Alas, what do you think? It's because our Great Shang's feng shui is bad, and most of the children born have problems with their minds."
"I think Zhan'er's brain isn't as good as Wu Ding's. If we don't coax him a bit, what will happen if he really has an episode?"
Emperor Zi Ming nodded and sighed, "Alas, it's still the poor feng shui of the ancestral graves. If it doesn't work, let's find those old Taoist priests from the Heavenly Master's Mansion to take a look."
The other two Great Emperors looked at Zi Ming as if he were an idiot.
Damn it, we're all here living well, where did you get the idea of ancestral graves from?
And finding those old Taoist priests from the Heavenly Master's Mansion to take a look, what's the plan, are you going to bury us alive?
Zhao Ming looked at Zi Qi with a complicated expression and said, "Father, you're right. These children really have problems with their brains. It must be inherited."
Zi Qi the Old Ancestor glared unhappily at his foolish son, "Inherited from your grandpa's balls. Don't talk to me, looking at you makes me upset."
He then dismissed his soul projection and went back to sleep in his coffin.
Zhao Ming glanced at his son, Xiang Tu, and said, "See, your grandfather is right. He's just getting angry because I hit the nail on the head. If his brain were good, would we children be like this?"
Xiang Tu looked at his father with an even more complicated expression and said, "Father, I think my grandfather is right. I also find you annoying."
After speaking, he, like Zi Qi, dismissed his soul projection and went back to sleep in his coffin.
Zhao Ming shook his head and said, "Why doesn't anyone believe me? If it doesn't work, let's all go to the Shen Nong clan for a physical examination after we come out."
He then dismissed his soul projection.
Only Emperor Zi Ming was left sitting on his sarcophagus, muttering to himself, "What physical examination? It's right to just find someone to look at the feng shui of the ancestral graves."