"Big Sister Grand Minister of Fate!"
Kunlun Mountain, East King Palace.
The Minor Minister of Fate who had previously forced Shang to his death found the Grand Minister of Fate. "Someone came to cause trouble earlier, and I sent them packing. I don't know whether I did the right thing or not, so please help me think it over, Big Sister..."
All the Ministers of Fate were unfortunate women gathered from various places. Having lived together for several thousand years, they shared an exceptionally deep bond.
The Grand Minister of Fate heard her out, her expression unchanged. "About this... you handled it somewhat poorly. Although they were mortals, they weren't without roots. They were transformed from one of Her Ladyship's divine pills..."
"Then what should we do?"
The Minor Minister of Fate's expression changed drastically.
"Don't worry. The Netherworld Epiphyllum in the garden has bloomed recently, and Her Ladyship is in the best of moods when admiring the flowers. I'll go speak to her..."
The Grand Minister of Fate smiled as she offered a few words of comfort.
When the Queen Mother of the West went to admire the flowers, the Grand Minister of Fate served beside her. Seeing that County Princess Qingyuan was indeed in a good mood, she spoke up. "I report to Your Ladyship: some of the early Human Race came to my Kunlun Mountain earlier. They were rather disrespectful in their words and were sent away by the Minor Minister of Fate, Green Luan..."
"People from the Shang Dynasty?" County Princess Qingyuan thought for a moment. She had bestowed the divine pills merely to raise the overall strength of the early Human Race, drive the development of the world, and ultimately expand her own divine power.
She truly did not care much about the lives of