Chapter 054: The Dynasty Name Is Xia

Two months later, Wang Bo successfully unified the realm.

After losing Cihang Pudu, the Great Tang no longer had the strength to oppose Wang Bo. Even when they gathered hundreds of thousands of troops, they were still routed by Wang Bo's tens of thousands of puppet soldiers.

In the end, the Great Tang fell.

Throughout this process, Taiyin Zhenren never appeared again.

When Wang Bo's army attacked Chang'an, the emperor despaired and committed suicide. Many civil and military officials died with him, but the entire National Preceptor's Mansion was already empty; everyone had vanished.

As for those who survived, they surrendered to Wang Bo one after another, expressing their willingness to accept his rule and establish a new dynasty.

But Wang Bo had no interest in being emperor.

After all, he was not originally from this world, nor did he wish to stay in the imperial palace of Chang'an every day, dealing with tedious government affairs. Wang Bo only wanted to live an ordinary, simple, and easy life.

Wouldn't it be better to spend spare time playing games with Xiao Bai and Xiao Qing?

Why waste time on those government affairs?

The reason he conquered the realm was to end the war and let the common people live a good life.

But the problem was that he had conquered the realm, and it had gone very smoothly—sweeping away all obstacles, with no enemy able to withstand a single round before Wang Bo.

However, guarding the realm is harder than conquering it. If Wang Bo were to retire now and walk away, the situation he had painstakingly maintained would likely collapse immediately.

Then chaos and war would arise everywhere, returning to the old days.

Wang Bo could not be so irresponsible.

So, reluctantly, Wang Bo had to become emperor for a while.

After more than ten days of tedious ceremonies, Wang Bo finally ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor. The dynasty name was Xia, the Xia of Huaxia.

Wang Bo thus became the so-called First Ancestor of Xia.

After the dynasty name was set, the era name was chosen as Kaiyuan by Wang Bo. He did not care whether this era name had been used before, because soon the era name would change.

Kaiyuan was just a whim of Wang Bo's.

With the dynasty name and era name settled, Wang Bo began his first morning court session.

Although Wang Bo was unwilling to be emperor, there was no harm in indulging in the thrill of being one for a while.

But what Wang Bo didn't expect was that the first matter at the morning court was all the civil and military officials unanimously petitioning him to appoint an empress as soon as possible and fill the harem.

Unexpected, truly unexpected—you bunch of honest-looking fellows, instead of handling real business, you want me to build a harem?

Wang Bo looked helpless and said, "I fucking agree, alright?"

So after the morning court, Wang Bo found Xiao Bai and immediately told her about it.

After hearing this, Xiao Bai was dumbfounded.

Xiao Qing, even more incredulous, said, "You intend to make a demon the empress?"

"What's wrong with that?" Wang Bo countered.

"But this is the empress."

"Exactly." Wang Bo nodded, pointing at the two of them. "In this world, the only ones I have feelings for are Xiao Bai and you. If not, how about you be my empress?"

"No, no, no." Xiao Qing waved her hands and shook her head repeatedly.

She truly hadn't expected that Wang Bo would be willing to let a demon become the empress of a nation. After the initial shock, she found the whole thing amusing and urged Xiao Bai to agree.

Xiao Bai initially refused—if Xiao Qing wasn't willing, how could she be?

Although she was grateful for Wang Bo's feelings, she felt she wasn't cut out for it; she simply wasn't suited to be a mother to the nation, after all, she was just a demon.

"What's wrong with being a demon? Who says a demon can't be a mother to the nation? Su Daji at the end of the Shang dynasty was a demon, and she still became empress," Wang Bo said with righteous indignation.

Xiao Qing chuckled and said, "As I recall, at the end of the Shang dynasty, King Zhou's empress was Empress Jiang; Su Daji was merely a consort."

Wang Bo couldn't help but glare at Xiao Qing. "Whose side are you on?"

Xiao Qing said with conviction, "I'm on my sister Xiao Bai's side, of course."

"Hey, with my temper, I'll lay it out here: if your sister Xiao Bai isn't willing to be my empress, I'll take you and make you my empress. I mean what I say, so you decide."

Xiao Qing couldn't help but shrink her neck and ultimately decided to back down.

So, after repeated invitations from Wang Bo and the whispering in her ear from Xiao Qing, Xiao Bai ultimately couldn't escape Wang Bo's grasp and agreed to be his empress.

A week later, Wang Bo formally married Xiao Bai.

From then on, Xiao Bai became the empress, mother to the nation.

This made Xiao Qing laugh so hard she couldn't close her mouth. "What do you think, if someone found out that their empress, the mother of the nation, was actually a demon, what would the world look like?"

Her gloating attitude angered Xiao Bai, so that very night, Xiao Bai began to whisper in Wang Bo's ear.

The next day, Wang Bo issued an imperial edict, turning Xiao Qing into his Qing Consort.

This time, Xiao Qing was dumbfounded.

She wanted to object, but under the combined pressure of Wang Bo and Xiao Bai, she simply couldn't resist.

So that very night, she was bathed, cleaned, and sent to Wang Bo's bedchamber.

After a night of tender cries, Wang Bo had successfully taken both sisters.

In the following days, Wang Bo thoroughly indulged his emperor fantasy, issuing all kinds of orders every day. As the founding emperor with no constraints, his commands spread smoothly across the land.

The entire realm operated frantically according to Wang Bo's orders.

To be honest, Wang Bo was not a talent for governing the world; as an emperor, he was unqualified.

But Wang Bo had cheats—not only the help of Miss Friday but also mastery of magic. So under his management, the realm grew better and better.

In the blink of an eye, several more months passed, and under Wang Bo's rule, the realm continued to improve.

At the same time, Wang Bo began to look for the next emperor.

He had already set the general direction; as long as the next emperor followed his policies, the realm would surely get better and better.

As for whether the next emperor would follow Wang Bo's guidelines, Wang Bo was not worried.

Because he would tamper with the next emperor's ascension.

To be precise, he would brainwash him.

He would brainwash the next emperor, so that the emperor would naturally follow the tone set by Wang Bo, advancing, advancing, and advancing.

In the end, establishing a prosperous and long-lasting empire should not be a problem.

Perhaps decades later, with the dawn of enlightenment, Daxia might even become a constitutional monarchy. Of course, whether it would actually happen, Wang Bo wasn't sure, after all, anything could happen these days.

But regardless, Wang Bo had done everything he could.

As for how the world would develop from there, Wang Bo didn't know, and it was no longer his concern.

A dozen days later, Wang Bo found a suitable candidate. After some brainwashing, he held an abdication ceremony in front of everyone and elevated the man to the new emperor.

For a moment, the whole realm was shocked.

No one expected that Wang Bo, having been emperor for only a few days, would abdicate to someone else.

It was simply unbelievable.

But none of the civil and military officials objected, because they had all been brainwashed by Wang Bo and naturally would not oppose any of his orders.

Though the people were in an uproar, military power remained in Wang Bo's hands, so no one dared to speak out.

The abdication passed smoothly.

And the new emperor displayed extraordinary talent, governing the realm in perfect order.

Thus, Wang Bo began to recall the mechanical soldiers.

But to prevent accidents, Wang Bo left a trump card for the new emperor: if anyone dared to start a rebellion after he left, this trump card would be enough to crush all rebels.

Then Wang Bo brought out Fahai and, despite his objections, sent him back.

[Congratulations, host, you have earned a chance to draw a prize.]

"Start the draw."

[Draw started, draw ended, prize confirmed, already placed in your four-dimensional pocket. Oh ho, you're lucky this time, host—you've drawn a Dragon Ball.]

This time, the artifact didn't keep him in suspense and directly told Wang Bo the prize.

Wang Bo couldn't help rubbing his temples. He hadn't expected to draw another Dragon Ball; together, he seemed to have obtained three Dragon Balls.

Just four more Dragon Balls, and he could summon the dragon.

But how many more draws it would take to get those four Dragon Balls, Wang Bo wasn't sure.

It probably wouldn't be a small number.

"Are there any other transmigrators in this world?" After the draw, Wang Bo asked.

[No, host can leave this world anytime, or leave a month later.]

"Let's leave now."

Wang Bo couldn't wait to leave this world, taking Xiao Bai and Xiao Qing to a more stable world to live a peaceful and happy life.