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Feng River.

The sounds of shouting and killing, wave after wave.

Thousands of ghostly soldiers formed an army formation, blocking and diverting the mid-section of the river, exposing the River God Temple at the riverbed and jointly launching their techniques to assault it.

Two Golden Core Cultivators, one in black and one in white Daoist robes, stood upon the clouds, quietly waiting with magical treasures in hand.

Moments later.

With a thunderous boom, the formation shattered.

"Kill!"

Hundreds of water demons rushed out of the River God Temple, ghastly and ferocious, swinging claws and fangs to attack.

The leader was a cyan-skinned night fiend standing six feet tall, wielding a steel trident magical treasure, emitting dazzling cyan light that froze tens of ghostly soldiers in ice.

The Cultivator in white exclaimed in surprise, "Isn’t the River God of Feng River a Turtle Demon?"

"Turtle Demon or night fiend, we are ordered to capture it and bring it back for trial!"

The Cultivator in black released a treasure mirror from his sleeve, which flew into his hands and radiated spiritual light, reflecting the face of the cyan-skinned night fiend.

The night fiend felt befuddled, its mana flow sluggish, and suddenly pain pierced its chest. Looking down, it saw a dark flying sword penetrating its heart; its demon body, refined for hundreds of years, was as frail as paper.

"My Soul-Cleaving Sword is formless and insubstantial, specialized in breaking down those with strong physical bodies!"

The Cultivator in white pinched a spell, and the dark flying sword vanished in an instant. When it returned to his hands, it was stained with the soul of the night fiend.

Soul Search!

The Cultivator in white declared, "This creature is a servant of that River God. After the Yuntong Dragon Palace fell, the River God has already fled, leaving only this night fiend to collect incense and Wish Power."

"If he has fled, then he has fled. The City God only wants the divine position!"

The Cultivator in black let out a long howl, and the ghostly soldiers battling the water demons surged in power, ferociously and fearlessly going for the kill.

The demon race, with their robust Qi-Blood, naturally overpowered the Soul Bodies. Cornered, they unleashed their ferocity, struggling against the odds from dawn till dusk before finally being eradicated.

The two Cultivators observed coldly from the sidelines, showing no intention of intervening.

The ghostly soldiers originated from malicious spirits and wicked ghosts; in life, they committed bloodshed, so their death was of little consequence. As long as their Soul Power and malevolent energy were collected, the City God Temple’s underworld prison had plenty of punished souls.

Several days later.

The new River Lord of Feng River took office, only at the Foundation Establishment realm, but his surname was Gu.

...

At Da Heng Capital.

Imperial Palace.

Diligent Administration Hall.

Nine identical figures, draped in dragon robes, stood on either side, reviewing memorials.

Faced with difficult decisions in the memorials, they would take out Wish Power Beads, activate the power of incense and wishes for divination, and write down decrees based on the obtained heavenly secrets.

On each desk lay memorials several feet thick, at least tens to hundreds of them, and they were being delivered continuously by secretaries.

Since Emperor Yuanding’s ascension to the throne, he personally handled the affairs of the National Dynasty, with the Officials merely having the right to advise. From high-ranking court officials to Ninth Grade county magistrates, every decree came directly from Emperor Yuanding’s hands.

In the thirty-six provinces and numerous offices of Daheng, with their complex and numerous affairs, even a Nascent Soul Cultivator would need to work ceaselessly day and night.

In order not to hinder his cultivation, Emperor Yuanding refined eight avatars to take care of the state affairs, while his true self sat at the head of the room, chanting scriptures, comprehending the Dao, and refining Mana.

Spirals of azure smoke wafted about.

The scent of incense within the hall was flourishing, condensing into clumps of azure clouds floating among the beams and columns.

This was—

A purple-robed official entered the hall, not placing the memorial on the desks to the sides but rather bowing to Emperor Yuanding, who was seated at the head, to report.

"Your Majesty, there’s another memorial requesting recognition of achievements from Green Cloud Prefecture." Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Emperor Yuanding slowly opened his eyes and gestured to take the memorial, browsing through a few pages with a smile, he said,

"Since merit has been established, let it be issued as such."

"Your Majesty, this is already the seventh request for recognition," said the official. "The Green Cloud Mountain God is insatiable; the Imperial Court conferred upon him the title of a proper god, and clearing his domain of Wild Gods is part of his duty..."

"Where in this world does one find duties so easily defined?"

Emperor Yuanding spoke, "The Jishui Dragon Lord has been appointed by the Imperial Court for hundreds of years, and we haven’t seen that Black Dragon Manager. It’s just some Spirit Stones and elixirs. Let the Green Cloud Mountain God set an example for the National Dynasty."

An example?

The official felt his face grow hot—he was well aware of the content of the memorial, which was filled with flattery, and each one of the seven requests for recognition was just as obsequious, devoid of any pride fitting a Nascent Soul Daoist. He voiced a reminder,

"Your Majesty, after all, the Green Cloud Mountain God belongs to the Supplementing Heaven Sect."

"I am well aware," Emperor Yuanding responded with amusement as he examined the memorial. "With this Mountain God’s temperament, think about it, can he be loyal to the Supplementing Heaven Sect?"

"That... would be difficult!"

The official answered, "The Green Cloud Mountain God is greedy and lascivious, also cowardly and afraid of trouble; he cannot possibly agree with the doctrines of the Supplementing Heaven Sect."

Emperor Yuanding laughed, "That’s why the control of Green Cloud Mountain has been entrusted to the Supplementing Heaven Sect—only then can I rest assured."

"Your Majesty, since our Great Ancestor had achieved Transcendence and ascended to immortality, why bother with external assistance?"

The official continued, "If we gradually sort through the mountains and rivers within the country, there’s no need for the help of the Supplementing Heaven Sect. Even if it takes a few more decades to eradicate the Wild Gods, there would be no lingering troubles."

"There’s no need to discuss this matter further; I have my own plans," Emperor Yuanding stated. "Tell the Ministry of Revenue that if there are further memorials requesting recognition from Green Cloud Mountain, there’s no need to consult, just grant the full amount directly!"

"By your command!"

The official bowed to receive the order, his face filled with confusion as he withdrew.

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Emperor Yuanding took a deep breath of the incense aroma, his gaze profound.

"My ambitions are not simply limited to the bounds of Daheng; in the future, the entire Dongsheng Divine Continent must acknowledge me as their sovereign!"

...

One year later.

Seven Mountains and thirteen rivers—every Wild God was either executed or expelled.

Emperor Yuanding praised the Green Cloud Mountain God for his loyalty to the state, promoted him to a fifth-rank divine position, and bestowed upon him countless Spirit Stones and elixirs.

Since then, the vast expanse of Green Cloud Mountain has been under the control of the Supplementing Heaven Sect.

The Supplementing Heaven Sect members, having been given charge over the mountains and rivers, first set about sorting the mountain’s and river’s veins, slaying the fierce beasts and demons within, building new temples for the Mountain Gods and River Lords, and inspiring dreams in the nearby common people to offer incense.

In the following ten years.

The climate within Green Cloud Mountain’s jurisdiction was harmonious, and no disasters, neither natural nor manmade, occurred.

The population of the region, initially around ten million, grew to fifteen million, mostly new settlers coming to clear land in the mountains.