The King of Xiuxianjuan returns to modern times and becomes a landlord

Ying Ni tightly grasped the Nine Nether Cold Jade Soul-Calming Flute, her gaze firm and profound, as if she could see through all the vanity of the world. Few knew that the River of Time possessed the mysterious power to shield itself from the surveillance of the Heavenly Dao. Within this mysterious realm, the power of the Heavenly Dao was profoundly suppressed, as if mired in a silent abyss. Here, Ying Ni could freely unleash her power without fear of interference or restraint from the Heavenly Dao. She seemed to be the master of this world, controlling all matters of life and death.

Ying Ni's gaze was deep and distant. She stared at the figure before her, seemingly transcending the boundaries of time and space, lost in memories of the past. She didn't rush to respond, but slowly, with a heavy tone, began to recount a past event forgotten by history.

He was the last ruler of the Shang Dynasty, a king who once held the fate of a vast empire in his hands. During his reign, he attempted to save the declining dynasty through a series of reforms. He embarked on a massive construction program, constructing magnificent palaces and imposing mausoleums to showcase the dynasty's splendor and power. However, these massive projects increased the burden on the people and fueled widespread resentment.

To enrich the treasury, he increased taxes, making life even more difficult for the people. Despite this, he persisted in his policies, believing they were for the long-term benefit of the nation. To consolidate the dynasty's religious foundation, he strictly implemented the Zhou sacrificial system, hoping to maintain public confidence through the power of religion.

In terms of personnel strategy, he reshuffled officials at court, attempting to optimize government administration and select capable individuals to assist him. However, these changes also affected vested interests, triggering power struggles within the court. To maintain social order, he implemented harsh laws and made legal sanctions extremely severe.

Under his leadership, the Shang army marched eastward several times to conquer the Dongyi tribes. Although these wars expanded the Shang Dynasty's territory in the short term, they also consumed a large amount of national strength and intensified domestic conflicts.

However, these measures sparked intense internal conflict, severely shaking the foundations of the Shang dynasty's rule. Ultimately, at the Battle of Muye, the Shang army was defeated by the allied forces of the princes led by King Wu of Zhou, who subsequently fell, sending the Shang dynasty spiraling into ruin.

Ying Ni's voice gradually deepened, as if lamenting that glorious yet tragic period of history. "Human Emperor," she softly uttered the title, as if paying tribute to the former monarch, and lamenting the ruthlessness of history and the capriciousness of fate.

"You are the one and only last human emperor in the world - Emperor Xin." Ying Ni slowly uttered the name that was enough to shake the heavens and the earth in a calm and firm tone, as if every word contained endless power.

When the identity of Emperor Xin of the Human World was revealed by Ying Meng, he no longer concealed himself and revealed his original majestic face, as if everything in the world was under his control.

"Human, since you know me, you must know my purpose." Emperor Xin's voice was filled with unquestionable majesty, as if every word was filled with endless dominance.

Ying Yun sneered and responded, "Although you are the Human Emperor, my cultivation is not empty talk. What makes you think I will surrender to you so easily?"

Emperor Xin sneered, "Cultivation? I remember that when you returned, the Heavenly Dao placed restrictions on your soul to control the unstable factors. What right do you have to talk to me?"

Ying Lie remained silent, forming hand seals and casting a spell. The Nine Nether Cold Jade Soul-Calming Flute in her hand instantly transformed, condensing into a silver-white longsword emitting an icy aura. With a single thought, the Nine Nether Cold Jade swords instantly transformed into tens of thousands, their tips pointed directly at Emperor Xin.

Not to be outdone, Emperor Xin summoned his own Human Emperor Sword, pointing its tip directly at Ying Ni. The two swords' sword intent clashed fiercely in the air, clashing endlessly as if everything in the world was trembling at their battle.

In a mere cup of tea, the two had already exchanged hundreds of rounds. Ying Ni's swordhand was already oozing blood, and Di Xin was also not unharmed, his condensed golden body noticeably dimming. Yet, their eyes were filled with determination and unyielding resolve, as if this battle would continue endlessly.

"Emperor Xin, if we continue to fight, we will both be hurt. I can still heal my injuries slowly, but what can you do? Perhaps we can sit down and talk."

Under the current circumstances, a continued stalemate between the two would be unwise for either side. Emperor Xin could sense his energy steadily draining away. If this continued, thousands of years of cultivation would be wasted. This would undoubtedly be disadvantageous for him. He carried the last of humanity's destiny, and the Heavenly Dao coveted its remaining energy.

"Okay, I accept your proposal."

The two of them finished their moves at the same time. Ying Ni sat cross-legged, quickly absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy, practicing her mental skills, and circulating several small cycles continuously.

At this moment, they finally realized that continuing to fight would only plunge them deeper into trouble. Perhaps, through dialogue and negotiation, they could find a way to coexist and avoid a mutually destructive situation. After all, whether it was Emperor Xin or humans, they all shared a common goal: to find their place in this complex world.

Emperor Xin watched Ying Ni's healing process intently, a rare look of envy crossing his resolute face. Although as the Human Emperor, he could mobilize the power of humanity, he couldn't violate the rules and practice magic. Whenever Emperor Xin thought of this, anger welled up in his heart, and his disgust for those shameless people intensified. They were greedy for life and afraid of death, being manipulated by the Heavenly Dao, calculating the fate of both the Earthly Dao and the Human Dao.

Emperor Xin's heart was filled with rage at the thought. He could not tolerate the shameless actions of those men, who exploited the power of Heaven to manipulate the fate of the entire world. If it weren't for the final invasion, he and those men would probably still be deceived by Heaven. In the original time, the records of the invasion were erased, and those old men's souls fell into a dormant state. Even he only awakened after the founding of the country.

After calming her spiritual energy, Ying Ni slowly opened her eyes, only to find Emperor Xin lost in deep thought. Time flowed quietly. The two men, just moments ago at loggerheads, now sat side by side, sipping tea and chatting cheerfully. The atmosphere between them had become relaxed and joyful, as if the previous tension and hostility had vanished.