Jiangdong, Tianwu City.
The sky gradually brightened. It was the moment when day and night exchanged places, revealing a wondrous sight: the vault of heaven was split in two, moonlight setting on one side while the rising sun climbed on the other.
After more than a month of turmoil, Tianwu City had finally regained its stability.
As for the unrestricted Jiangdong Fighting Tournament held over a month ago, it had long since been forgotten. Officials great and small had instead packed the Imperial City Bureau's dungeons to bursting.
Yet the Dao Court lacked nothing less than people. Rather, this Fighting Tournament had caused far too many officials either to die sudden deaths or be demoted, solving the Dao Court's severe problem of redundant offices. Great numbers of Advanced Scholars from the imperial examinations joyfully assumed their posts and swiftly swore their Loyalty! Devotion! to Lu Yang.
By now, everyone had recognized reality.
The time to change dynasties had come.
For this reason, the Imperial City Bureau had mobilized in full force, searching everywhere for remnants of the old dynasty. Not even the Astronomical Bureau, which had always remained neutral and specialized in calculating the nation's fortunes, was spared.
It was said that Xiao Shan, now Commander of the Imperial City Bureau, had taken Lu Yang's portrait to the Astronomical Bureau and asked its director whether this man could become emperor. The director was a stubborn sort as well. Faced with the Imperial City Bureau surrounding the place, he actually declared outright that Lu Yang had an unfavorable face.
He even said Lu Yang had no hope of becoming emperor.
The outcome needed no elaboration. Xiao Shan immediately turned hostile, ordered the Imperial City Bureau cultivators to seize the man, then sent him to the dungeons for brutal interrogation.
Within three