King Tu's decree swiftly spread throughout the entire Fortune Dynasty.
For no apparent reason, the dynasty, which had faintly begun to breed Internal Strife, instantly settled. The dynasty's fortune, which had ceaselessly roared warnings, likewise fell silent and no longer sent any alerts to its ruler.
As though in an instant, the dynasty had returned to the days when all hearts beat as one.
Within a dark space.
Shadow after shadow gathered together. The outlines of some seemed similar to the high-ranking ministers in the Great Tu Dynasty's court, while one burly shadow seemed vaguely familiar.
"He yielded?"
"Not an ounce of originality."
The eagle-bodied woman said indifferently, "This is good too. His descendants, or a general who usurps the throne and ascends it, would also work, but the dynasty's fortune would inevitably be somewhat weaker. Since the original owner is willing to yield, it is naturally perfect in every way."
"This way, we will receive more merit as well."
Merit was a system of evaluation circulating within the Xing Tian Dao Court. The gods' rewards, promotions in Divine Position, the refining of magical artifacts, and more were all connected to it.
"Ha ha."
"This is naturally for the best."
A burly shadow laughed. "That arrow—I thought we would truly have to kill him. After all, with Dynasty Dragon Qi protecting his body, we cannot fully control even the slightest thread of it. Fortunately, our luck was not bad. We do not need to replace him with someone else."
"Replacing him would make him easier to control, but his fortune would not be perfect. Since it is something the Divine Child is watching, we naturally cannot be so slipshod."
"In your view—"
"Could this man be feigning surrender?"
Another shadow asked.
"The path of fortune—"
"Once one step is yielded,