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Chapter 818

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"Haha, after all, you haven't been in charge of the actual affairs before. The internal affairs of the mansion are also handled by a few palace attendants sent by the palace. It's normal to make some small mistakes when you're handling it for the first time!"

Chung Shen-soo held Qingyuan's hand and comforted him gently.

In fact, he was partly to blame for this.

After all, the script he wrote was about the final years of the Shang Dynasty, when Di Xin defied the heavens and attacked the gods.

The grand trend was unstoppable, and it was pushing towards this direction. All living beings in the world were pawns, including the Young Arbiters of Fate!

Even Qingyuan might have been unknowingly affected by the Heavenly Dao!

"Now that you've come out of seclusion, you can decide everything with a wave of your hand. Why don't you continue to be in charge of the Divine Mountain …" Qing Yuan said.

"I'll be out of seclusion for a hundred years at most, and then I'll have to go back into seclusion. You'll have to do it."

Chung Shen-soo waved his hand. "Go ahead and try. Don't worry about anything. I'm here!"

It was just a matter of paying tuition fees a few more times. Now that he had a big family business, he was not afraid at all.

He even cherished the time he had now.

After ten thousand years, a million years, ten million years, or even after the Immeasurable Cataclysm … this young and inexperienced Queen Mother of the West would probably never be seen again.

"Alright …"

Qing Yuan agreed with a bitter expression. Then, he looked at Di Xin, who was shouting in the mirror that the human race would never be slaves. "How should we deal with this person? Why don't we … just let it go and announce a reduction in the amount of tributes, or forbid them from offering anything? "

In any case, Kunlun did not need mortals as tributes.

"That's fine, but it's too lenient. No matter how wrong you were, he flattened your temple's statue, which is the same as slapping our faces!"

Chung Shen-soo's face darkened. "A leader can't be wrong. Even if he is wrong, it's still right. We have to give him retribution. Otherwise, how can we maintain our divine prestige?"

"Then … everything is up to you, my husband."

The Qingyuan County Magistrate weakly agreed.



After the Queen Mother of the West left, Tung Wang Kung sat on the throne alone and fell into deep thought. "But … are we going to start the Conferred God Battle now? Where was Hongjun? I can make a cameo appearance, but what about Tongtian? What about the Primordial Race? Where's the Grand Supreme? Wouldn't it be too shady if I acted alone? "

"That's not right. Even if I act as the Three Pure Ones, what about the twelve Golden Immortals? Where are the ten thousand immortals of Jie School? Don't tell me I have to act … "

When Chung Shen-soo thought about the difficulty of starting the Investiture of the Gods, he couldn't help but want to vomit blood.

In fact, it wasn't impossible for him to transform into a myriad of people, but there were only a few people in the audience, so it would be very boring to perform a one-man show.

"With the current standards of the Great Wilderness, it would be difficult to even promote a few Immortals …"

His seclusion this time was, in fact, mainly to deal with the aftereffects of the last war and to suppress the negative effects of the single divinity.

As for the Immortal Dao of the new world, he only had a rough idea.

At the moment, there were no particularly powerful figures in the Great Wilderness.

Those dragons, winds, qilins, all of them were born powerful, ignorant, and didn't know how to cultivate either.

In fact, most of them were at the Stellar Fiend Realm or Mystical Realm, with only a few Primal Cores.

The human race was even worse off. After the Queen Mother of the West's' Divine Pill Genetic Modification Project ', a few talented people finally appeared.

However, even though he claimed to be an innate god, his strongest skill was only his skills! Not even an elemental core!

It was no wonder that a random servant of the Arbiter of Fate on Kunlun Mountain could suppress the Shang Dynasty for six hundred years with the power of a primal core.

"Speaking of which, the effects of Qingyuan's Divine Pill Genetic Modification Project are not bad. Since the Shang Dynasty … after six hundred years of reproduction, the bloodline has already exceeded five million, which can be said to be a genetic modification of the race …"

The Ming and Qing Dynasties had only been two to three hundred years, and there were at least hundreds of thousands of members of the royal family. This was the power of reproduction and time!

And in this era, the Mystic Bird of Fate descended to give birth to the Shang Dynasty!

The bloodline of the Shang Dynasty was not only noble in the grand scheme of things, but it was also accompanied by power, which was why it developed even more rapidly.

In fact, over a long period of time, his bloodline had even spread to the Four Barbarians, giving the entire population of the Great Wilderness a bloodline modification.

"But it's not very useful!"

"As the bloodline continues to be passed down, the number of innate gods that can activate the bloodline of the divine beasts will decrease, and most of them will gradually fade away … But this is also uncertain. As long as there is enough data, there will occasionally be a few special cases and mutants among the descendants …"

"But this is not the Path of Immortality."

Chung Shen-soo pondered for a while. "Now … my Path of Immortality is only the beginning, starting from refining essence into Qi, and can be called a Qi Refinement Cultivator … I can find someone to spread it, but … who should I find?"

With his current status, it was enough to simulate Hongjun Purple Cloud Palace to preach.

But … no one came.

No, if he opened the Purple Cloud Palace, most of the people who came would be his own people from Kunlun Mountain, with at most a few dragons and phoenixes. It would be a little awkward.

"Not enough actors, not enough cultivation … This Investiture of the Gods is probably going to become a poor person's shrunken version … Sigh, it's hard to find extras."

Chung Shen-soo sighed and suddenly waved his hand.

In front of him, figures floated up one by one.

Feng Xi 'er, Huang Xie, Zhang Taiyi, Su Wei, Su Tang, Perfected Lord Qingwei Dao Miao, Perfected Lord Taiping Guang Miao, Perfected Lord Zhu Zhujiu, Perfected Lord One, Nine Spirit Dragon Mother, and the five Undead Immortals …

Well, there was no Loopy Clam, that silly dog. Because Chung Shen-soo had left him in Xuan Ming Yuan Cave, the destruction of the natural world was not affected.

"From this aspect, a silly dog indeed has silly luck."

Chung Shen-soo touched his chin and expelled this thought from his mind. He looked at the figures.

Some of them died, some turned into information forms, and some were erased from their roots by the True Gods.

Originally, Chung Shen-soo could only resurrect the first two.

However, after digitizing the Seven Lights Skies, he obtained the memories and data of the entire world. He could completely resurrect the five Undead Immortals.

But after thinking about it, it was not in line with his grand plan, so he let them continue to die.

"Now that I think about it, it is impossible to resurrect the entire Second Empire, but it is completely possible to resurrect a group of people first."

"In fact, I don't even need to resurrect them. I can send their True Spirits to reincarnate and let them train in my world. Finally, they will achieve enlightenment, and it will be considered as completing the previous karma …"

"At the same time, some of these people are extremely talented. I can let them add bricks and tiles to my Immortal Dao …"

"For the first reincarnation, those who are really talented don't need to go. Let's use them as cannon fodder first!"

Chung Shen-soo's figure flashed and disappeared.



Qi Mountain, Zhou Yuan.

This place was located to the west of Yin Shang. There was a clan called "Zhou".

Its commander surrendered during the prosperity of the Great Shang Dynasty and was appointed "Fang Bo", which was a military commander in a certain area.

Because it was in the west, it was also known as "Xi Bo".

The Zhou clan envied the Shang Dynasty bloodline and intermarried with the Shang Dynasty for generations. Thus, they had the Connate Godfiend bloodline and could occasionally produce a few mystical abilities.

Now, it was Ji Chang's era in Xi Bo.

In a splendid palace, Ji Chang was pacing back and forth uneasily.

His second son was about to be born, and this made him very distraught.

"Chirp chirp!"

At this moment, he suddenly heard a clear and melodious chirp of a bird.

Ji Chang could not help but walk out of the palace and saw a colorful bird chirping on the peak of Qi Mountain not far away. It was the divine beast — the phoenix!

He could not help but be moved. "In the past, when Yin Shang was rising, the heavenly bird descended and gave birth to Shang. Now that the phoenix is chirping on Qi Mountain, is this a sign of the rise of Western Zhou?"

At this moment, Ji Chang saw the phoenix flapping its wings and suddenly descending. Like a blazing rainbow, it landed in the delivery room of his concubine.

"Wah!"

The loud cry of a baby echoed in the surroundings …

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