As a colossal organization that could nominally be called a [country].
In reality, even the most basic underlying principles by which the Illusory Mist Realm Country operated were utterly different from those of other nations.
Though it contained countless living beings.
There were, in fact, very few who could truly be called [citizens] within the Illusory Mist Realm Country.
Perhaps—only the [official members] of the Snow Moon Cloud Heaven Pavilion could be considered [citizens].
Aside from them.
The vast majority who thought themselves citizens were merely [cattle and sheep] living within this [colossal ranch] established by Ling Wuyuan—or [leeks] growing in a field of leeks.
As for Zhang Heng and the others?
No matter how powerful they believed themselves to be, or how much they thought they were managing the nation's affairs.
In Ling Wuyuan's eyes, their actual status amounted to nothing more than [sheepdogs].
They were specifically responsible for helping the [citizens]—or rather, the [shepherds]—manage the [cattle and sheep] within the Illusory Mist Realm Country, this [colossal ranch]—
When all was said and done.
Ling Wuyuan had always followed the principle that the weak were prey to the strong.
The reason the Illusory Mist Realm Country possessed laws and all kinds of provisions that appeared relatively fair and just was simply because he needed the [cattle and sheep] in his ranch to obediently listen and grow healthily.
That was the sole reason.
It was not because he bore those people any goodwill.
It was an exceedingly pure creed—might made right, and power was truth.
Zhang Heng and the others knew nothing whatsoever of these truths.
All along.
They had believed themselves to be high-ranking figures in the Illusory Mist Realm Country.
After all.
In terms of cultivation realm.
Nominally, they were only one level below Ling Wuyuan.
No matter