"Your Majesty is wise," the close minister hurriedly echoed, then added, "However, the Little Prince and the others proposed granting Wanze Sect a certain degree of autonomy."
"This way, Wanze Sect may find it easier to accept Dagan's recruitment, reducing their resistance."
"Hmph! Autonomy?" Kang Yeyu snorted coldly, a sharp glint flashing through his eyes.
In Kang Yeyu's eyes, something like autonomy was absolutely impossible.
Within Dagan's borders, all land belonged to the sovereign. It was utterly impossible for Wanze Sect to slip free of Dagan's control, not even by a thread.
Within the territory of the Dagan Dynasty, the emergence of a second Xuantian Hall would never be permitted.
He declared majestically, "Convey my decree. The Little Prince and General Li must negotiate properly with Wanze Sect and use every possible means to draw them to Dagan's side.
"At the same time, keep a close watch on Wanze Sect's every move. Even the slightest rustle in the wind must not escape notice. Should anything unusual occur, report to me immediately. There must be no mistakes!"
"By Your Majesty's command." The close minister accepted the order and slowly withdrew.
In the vast palace, only Kang Yeyu remained. His gaze seemed to pierce through layer upon layer of palace walls toward the distance, though none knew what he was pondering.
Meanwhile, Kang Jingchen was already on his way back to the Imperial City.
Along the way, he continuously used teleportation arrays to travel, seeking only to return to the Imperial City in the shortest time possible.
He had to explain to the Dagan Emperor the stakes involved in winning over Wanze Sect.
Chen Ze's cultivation for the day had come to an end. He let out a long breath, feeling the spiritual power throughout his body flow smoothly without obstruction.