Journey to the West: I have Nine Golden Crows Inside Me-Chapter 1260 - 870 The Invincible First Emperor (Part 1)

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Chapter 1260: 870 The Invincible First Emperor (Part 1)

After hearing the story of the First Emperor, Jiang Chen didn’t know what to say anymore. He realized that in terms of personal character, he would never be able to attain the level of the First Emperor in his lifetime.

This was truly a holy emperor, one who devoted his heart to the people. Jiang Chen truly couldn’t do this. He could sacrifice himself for the Human Race, but only if it didn’t endanger his own life.

If he had to choose between the Human Race and his own life, then Jiang Chen would definitely choose his own life without hesitation.

This was the biggest difference between him and the First Emperor; in the First Emperor’s heart, the Human Race was more important than his own life. But in Jiang Chen’s heart, his life was above everything else.

As long as he was alive, the Human Race wouldn’t perish, but if he died, what did the strength of the Human Race matter to him then?

Valuing one’s own life too highly, even above the Human Race, showed that Jiang Chen was extremely unfit to be the Human King.

However, on second thought, whether a Human King was qualified or not wasn’t about how much he valued the Human Race, but rather what he did for it. If the Human Race prospered under his rule, then he was undoubtedly a qualified ruler.

Of course, no matter how well he performed, it couldn’t hide the flaws in his morality. Without that heart for the country and its people, Jiang Chen was afraid he would never become a saint in his lifetime, unable to reach the mindset and realm of a holy emperor.

At this moment, Jiang Chen didn’t say any words of gratitude on behalf of his people for the First Emperor’s sacrifice; such words, no matter how many times spoken, were meaningless compared to direct action.

The best way to repay the First Emperor was to eradicate all the unstable elements within the Human Race and return it to a clean state, making the First Emperor’s sacrifice worthwhile and ensuring it wasn’t in vain.

"Let’s not talk about me anymore, let’s talk about you instead," the First Emperor said.

"I wish to imprint the concept that ’humans can overcome the heavenly fate’ onto the Heavenly Earthly Origin. This might almost seem impossible, but in truth, there is still a certain chance of success."

"After all, the Chaos World has been shattered several times, and the Heavenly Dao couldn’t have remained unaffected. It’s undeniable that the power of the Heavenly Dao has indeed become stronger, but its power is too scattered, far from being as concentrated as it was before."

"This means, as long as the force challenging the Heavenly Dao is strong enough, there is still a certain chance to break through It."

"Why do you think the Heavenly Dao is so furious? Isn’t it because although I didn’t break through the Heavenly Dao, I still shook its Original Source?"

"The turbulence of the Heavenly Dao’s Original Source produced infinite backlash, which led to my fate of Neverending Calamity."

"Therefore, although imprinting the concept that ’humans can overcome the heavenly fate’ onto the Heavenly Earthly Origin may seem preposterous, it’s not entirely without a chance of success."

"And you, when you struck Randeng just now, I sensed your punch’s intention—vast and boundless, endless, like the combined outcry of innumerable beings, an ideal so lofty it’s almost unbearable to face directly."

"If I’m not mistaken, your punch’s intention should be ’Everyone as Dragons’!"

"Everyone as Dragons, ah... This is the shared wish of all emperors of our Human Race, to create an era of the Human Path where everyone is as powerful as dragons."

"Alas, everyone knows that this is an impossible task to accomplish."

"You’re even more resolute than I am; at least, my plan, though audacious, still has a possibility of success. But ’Everyone as Dragons’ is universally acknowledged as something that can’t be done."

After discussing himself, the First Emperor started talking about Jiang Chen. At first, he was indeed shocked by Jiang Chen’s punching intention; its aim was too high, just impossible to achieve.

Words can deceive others, but will cannot. Punching intent is the embodiment of a person’s will and also represents the goal for which they strive.

Just as the First Emperor’s punching intention was to protect the Human Race and he was willing to sacrifice himself for it, Jiang Chen’s punching intention to wish for all people to be as powerful as dragons meant he would have to struggle for this cause.

"They say it can’t be done, but if you don’t even try, how can you know it can’t be done?"

"The road is long, but without walking it, you’ll never reach the end!"

"In the end, even if it truly can’t be done, it doesn’t matter. At least while striving for this goal, the Human Race is continuously getting stronger."

"Moreover, setting an unachievable goal for yourself is just the motivation needed to keep pushing forward relentlessly!"

Jiang Chen has his own thoughts; whether ’Everyone as Dragons’ can be achieved or not isn’t important. What matters is the process. And this process is what makes the Human Race continuously stronger.

"Haha, you’re right!"

"Sometimes, the journey is more important than the destination."

Upon hearing Jiang Chen’s words, the First Emperor couldn’t help but laugh heartily. Then, he turned the conversation to serious matters and ceased the small talk with Jiang Chen.

"Jiang Chen, what do you think of my Xianyang city?" With the story finished, the First Emperor began talking about serious matters.

"Very strong! Incredibly strong!"

"In the outside world, it could at least be comparable to the combat power of a Great Divine Transcendent level."

Recalling everything he had seen in Xianyang, Jiang Chen praised.

"Indeed it’s strong, but not strong enough!"

"In my vision, Xianyang should be a Primordial Holy City, possessing power comparable to a Daluo Jinxian of the Primordial."

"Given another ten thousand years, I might have been able to achieve this. But unfortunately, Heaven could no longer tolerate me and did not give me enough time."

The First Emperor’s voice was full of regret about not being able to see the full potential of Xianyang.

In his vision, he wanted to refine the twelve golden figures to the peak of the Quasi-Saint realm and then have them merge with Xianyang.