The days flew by. Every few days, Qin Yang would appear in Li Capital, soaking himself in the Ministry of Rites offices and properly reporting for duty.
Cultivating the Void Scripture was somewhat easier than expected. As the saying went, the sea embraced a hundred rivers because it possessed great capacity. His foundation was no longer what it had been in the past; adding another scripture could no longer shake it.
Moreover, Qin Yang had once learned the Void Strolling Steps. Regardless of his proficiency, he did know it, and it shared the same lineage as the Void Scripture.
Qin Yang found it easy to begin learning the Void Scripture, and incorporating it into his own system posed no difficulty either.
Once he had entered the door, all he needed was to cultivate steadily and master the secret arts and precious techniques he required. It was not especially difficult; he merely had to proceed step by step.
After coming in to report for duty and handle proper business for only a few days, some people began to grow unwilling.
The position of Minister of Rites was vacant, and Qin Yang had basically taken full control over the major matters related to the Ten Thousand Year Ceremony. Furthermore, the Great Emperor Princess had just risen to become Crown Prince, making Qin Yang a man in the blazing heat of the sun. Whenever he reported for duty at the Ministry of Rites, those unaware of the situation might have thought that he had already been promoted to the new Minister of Rites.
Naturally, there were people displeased by this. Qin Yang had previously been like a salted fish, clearly holding the position in name alone. He might not be needed once in eight hundred years, and his authority was too limited. Counting