A Hundred Years Until the Fight for the Fruition Rank, Heroes of All Heavens Gather in Southern Heaven

In the Heavenly Court's Mysterious Lady Palace, Ye Wenshu bent over her desk to finish the last scroll of official business. After dealing with the jade slip and imprinting it with her own aura, she looked at the rather empty desk, momentarily taken aback.

In the past, countless matters had been sent to her Mysterious Lady Palace each year. As the Heavenly Court's Incarnation Mystic Maiden, she was either rushing across the Three Realms to suppress demons and fiends or examining reports from every quarter of the Heavenly Court.

But ever since the Golden Palace Heavenly Emperor had forcibly carved out the Judicial Heavenly Monarch's Fruition Rank, she had had less and less to do.

It was not that the birth of the Judicial Heavenly Monarch's Fruition Rank had frightened the evildoers of the Three Realms into keeping quiet. Rather, the Southern Pole Shenxiao Emperor, who oversaw heavenly law and punishment, had lost interest in these trifling affairs.

The Southern Pole Shenxiao Emperor had long since entered seclusion to cultivate his arts. He was waiting for the chance, a hundred years from now, to overpower the heroes of every quarter and seize the Judicial Heavenly Monarch's Fruition Rank, thereby upholding the Heavenly Court's majesty.

If even the Shenxiao Emperor, who oversaw heavenly law and punishment, paid no heed to such matters, why would the divine lords and officials in Shenxiao Imperial Palace take the initiative?

Reports from every quarter piled up in Shenxiao Imperial Palace. No one attended to them, sorted them, or sent them onward. Naturally, Ye Wenshu found herself with time to spare.

The sudden lull was hard for Ye Wenshu to adjust to. "Has nothing come from Shenxiao Imperial Palace?"

An attendant replied, "Your Highness, Shenxiao Imperial Palace stopped issuing documents seven days ago. I heard the