Invincible Divine Destiny Selection System Chapter 1: Chapter 1: Starting as an Emperor_1
"If you were granted the opportunity to select a new beginning for your life, what path would you take?"
[Option One: The Era of Dharma's End. Live a life of leisure and luxury every day. Find solace in the world of 2D characters.]
[Option Two: Cultivation World. Pursue the Dao for eternal life. Become a peerless Sword Immortal.]
[Option Three: Dao Martial World. Establish and develop Sects. Become an invincible Sect Master.]
[Option Four: Fantasy Continent. The reincarnation of the mighty, becoming a Supreme God and returning to the zenith.]
[Option Five: Demon World. Become the Sovereign of the Demonic Path.]
[Option Six: Fantasy World. Rule over the lands. Establish a Supreme Divine Dynasty. I wish to become an Emperor.]
Chu Yuan stood frozen. His mind had drifted into a void of darkness within a realm of chaos. Six distinct paths manifested mysteriously before him, appearing as six massive rows of glowing text.
Six potential paths?
For me to decide?
Is this some kind of dream?
Yet, the sensations felt far too tangible for a mere dream.
Deeply perplexed, Chu Yuan examined the six possibilities. Despite his lingering doubt, he approached the decision with total seriousness.
"If this is real, then I choose to be the Emperor!"
Chu Yuan selected the sixth option.
There was no harm in picking one, right? If he actually became an Emperor, wouldn't that be an incredible leap in status?
Only a child would hesitate to choose.
"Ding!"
"The Host has selected Option Six: Fantasy World. Rule over the lands. Supreme Divine Dynasty. I wish to become an Emperor."
"The system is being initialized. The Divine-Level Destiny Choice System is now launching..."
"Binding to the Host in progress."
"Generating rewards. Please remain patient..."
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"Distribution of rewards is complete. The Host has received a new identity: Emperor Chu Yuan II of the Great Wu."
Ding! The chime of the system resonated again.
A massive status interface materialized in front of Chu Yuan’s eyes.
Name: Chu Yuan.
Identity: Emperor of Great Wu.
....
"I am truly an Emperor in an alternate world?"
Chu Yuan felt a surge of adrenaline. Having spent years studying five millennia of history, he knew that being an Emperor was the ultimate masculine ambition—commanding an unstoppable legion, seizing new lands, conducting grand campaigns, and etching one's name into the annals of global history!
However, before he could survey his surroundings or even identify his specific kingdom, the darkness vanished, replaced instantly by the deafening roars of a battlefield.
"Kill! Kill them all! Topple the Great Wu and forge a glorious new empire!"
"Breach the Imperial City! Capture Emperor Chu Yuan II of Great Wu alive!"
"A title of nobility and ten million taels of gold to whoever takes the Emperor alive!"
...
"What is happening?"
Chu Yuan was utterly bewildered. He had barely stepped into his role as Emperor, and already, a revolution was at his doorstep.
Scanning his surroundings, he realized the Imperial City had already been breached. He stood atop the high walls while all four gates lay shattered. Smoke from signal fires choked the air, and a literal swarm of enemy soldiers poured into the city like a plague of locusts.
Suddenly, his vision began to dim.
"Damn it!"
A pitch-black blade was buried deep in his chest, and shockingly, the hand gripping the hilt was his own.
"What kind of choice was this? I haven't even been Emperor for sixty seconds! I haven't even seen the world, and it's already over?"
Chu Yuan’s expression was one of pure despair.
"Divine-Level Destiny Choice is activating. Rewinding time by three years..."
"Time reset in progress, please wait..."
Once more, Chu Yuan’s consciousness plunged into the abyss.
This time, a torrent of memories surged into his mind, feeling as though his very soul was being pierced by shards of information.
In this life, he was indeed the Second Emperor of the Great Wu Dynasty.
Three years prior, the former Emperor had met a mysterious and sudden end on Soul Mountain. Along with him, thirty thousand elite soldiers of the empire—the God Martial Legion—had been wiped out!
The sudden death of the sovereign and the annihilation of the elite core left the empire reeling.
The previous Chu Yuan had been forced to take the throne during the nation's darkest hour, struggling against internal treachery from the Grand General and the Prime Minister, while simultaneously facing external aggression.
To make matters worse, every feudal prince had risen in open revolt.
Beyond the borders, the four neighboring kingdoms—Great Lurk, Great Rule, Great Sheng, and Great Cure—watched like hungry predators in the night.
These four nations launched a coordinated assault on Great Wu, while the Grand General and Prime Minister betrayed their own sovereign from within.
Despite Chu Yuan's desperate attempts to preserve the foundation of Great Wu, the odds were insurmountable. After three years of bitter resistance, the combined forces of the four kingdoms and the internal rebels finally converged on the Imperial City.
Choosing death over the shame of being a prisoner, Chu Yuan had taken his own life to protect the final shred of his imperial dignity!
"The Emperor stands at the gates, and the Monarch dies for his people; there is no greater honor. Had the original Chu Yuan not ended his life, I never would have arrived in this world."
Chu Yuan let out a soft sigh, "But from this moment on, I am the Emperor of Great Wu."
The memory flood continued to wash over him!
From the moment of his birth to his coronation and through his three-year reign.
Eighteen years of life experiences were etched into his brain!
These memories felt completely authentic, as if he had personally endured every single day of those eighteen years. Every detail was vivid and sharp.
A cold sensation rose within him, and his eyes slowly filled with a dark, murderous intent.
"System successfully initialized..."
"Divine Destiny Selection System activated."
"Time has been reverted to three years ago..."
"Host identity confirmed: Chu Yuan, Second Emperor of the Great Wu Dynasty."
As the notifications faded, Chu Yuan found himself sitting within a magnificent, ancient palace hall.
Inside the Divine Yang Palace, a sun-like orb the size of a basin hung from the ceiling, illuminating the room.
"Option One: Take the throne and serve as the Emperor of Great Wu. Destroy the Great Sheng Dynasty, execute Grand General Shangguan Qingyun and Prime Minister Li Yun. Conquer the surrounding nations and unify all internal factions. Reward: ???"
"Option Two: Decline the throne and abandon your duties. Flee the palace in secret to live as a commoner. Reward: A peaceful life lasting one hundred years."
"Option Three: Remain passive and make no choice. Reward: ???"
The three divine choices were presented before him.
Before he could react, the system issued a warning.
"Warning!"
"If Option One is chosen and you fail to destroy Great Sheng, eliminate the traitors Shangguan Qingyun and Li Yun, and unify the nation within three years, you will be reduced to ash. If you choose Option Two, you will live a life of tranquility. Please decide with caution."
"Note: The Divine Destiny Selection System ensures that every decision will fundamentally alter the Host's future."
"There's actually an option to run away from the palace?"
Chu Yuan stared at the floating choices.
"Indeed. The system would use mysterious powers to shield the host, ensuring a century of peace, a family, and a natural death."
"Of course, I must be the Emperor. Why else would I come to this world? To live a mediocre life until I rot? This is my world now; how can I permit others to trample upon it?"
The soul of the previous ruler had been filled with resentment, unwilling to watch the Great Wu fall under his watch.
Having absorbed the memories of this world’s Chu Yuan, the new Chu Yuan felt a deep connection to that identity and shared that burning indignation. He had just inherited this crown; he refused to be the last ruler of a dying nation.
Since the system had transported him here to be the new sovereign, he would ensure Great Wu did not meet its previous tragic end. He would make it eternal!
He was the Emperor of Great Wu now; his ties to Earth were severed!
"This empire belongs to me!"
"I choose Option One!"
"Host has made a selection. Rewards: Emperor’s Saber, Great Thunder Technique, three thousand Destiny Points, and one random lottery draw."
Emperor’s Saber: Supreme Grade.
Originating from the era of the Three Emperors, this blade is the ultimate weapon of humanity. It was forged from the collective faith of millions of worlds and countless souls—a sword of absolute conviction wielding the peak of human authority and power.
The Great Thunder Technique: One of the Three Thousand Great Daos, granting control over infinite lightning and the destructive essence of the Thunder God.
"The Great Thunder Technique!"
Crackle! A surging, electric warmth flooded Chu Yuan’s veins. As he tightened his grip, webs of fine lightning danced across his skin, making it appear as though he wore gauntlets of pure electricity.
"So this is the Great Thunder Technique!"
Chu Yuan threw a test punch, feeling the raw power behind it!
The system was truly miraculous. While others required immense talent and decades of Cultivation to master one of the Three Thousand Daos, he had mastered it instantly through a reward.
"Emperor’s Saber!"
With the blade in his hand, Chu Yuan felt as though he had become the Supreme Human Emperor of myth, carrying the will of billions. It felt as if the entire world was his to command.
A Supreme-level item!
In this world, even the most legendary treasures of the Great Wu were only at the Heaven-level. A Supreme-level artifact was something beyond their wildest legends.
From his inherited memories, Chu Yuan knew this wasn't just a political landscape; it was a world of powerful Cultivators who could soar through the clouds and shatter the earth—an immortal and terrifying realm.
He didn't know the full extent of a Supreme-level item's power, but he knew it was world-shaking.
Emperor’s Saber: The weapon of the Supreme Human Emperor.
Linked Cultivation technique: Emperor’s Incantation.
Attribute One: While wielding the Emperor’s Saber, the Host's Realm battle power is increased by one full level.
Attribute Two: ???
Attribute Three: ???
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Attribute Nine: ???
"A full realm increase in battle power? What about the other eight attributes?"
Chu Yuan questioned the system.
"A Realm battle power increase of one means the Host's combat effectiveness is boosted by one entire stage. For example, if the Host is currently in the Meridian Channeling Realm, equipping the saber grants the power of the Soul Forging Realm. If the Host reaches the Divine Abilities Realm, he will possess the power of the Peeping Divine Realm, and so on."
"This boost applies up to the pinnacle of all known realms but cannot surpass the absolute limit."
The system's voice remained cold and mechanical, existing solely to provide data and choices.
This was heaven-defying!
Utterly heaven-defying!
Chu Yuan’s face lit up with shock and pure joy.
Nourishing, Channeling, Soul Forging, Origin Spirit, Divine Abilities, and Peeping Divine—these were the six primary stages of Cultivation he was aware of.
The late Emperor of Great Wu had been at the peak of the Divine Abilities Realm, just a hair's breadth away from the mighty Peeping Divine Realm.
Such power was rare among imperial bloodlines; otherwise, one of these nations would have already conquered the others.
Currently, Chu Yuan was only in the Meridian Channeling Realm. However, with the Emperor’s Saber, he could strike down those in the Soul Forging Realm.
The Emperor’s Saber was truly a treasure worthy of its name. A Supreme-grade artifact was indeed a cheat code against the heavens.
"The Emperor’s Saber is bound by eight seals. Its full potential will be revealed as each seal is broken."
Attribute Two Seal: Gather the collective will of one billion sentient beings to unlock the next power.
Current Status: (Seven hundred million / One billion)
"Note: The one billion beings must be of the human race. Livestock such as pigs, dogs, and sheep do not contribute to the collective will."