Certainty III

Heavy snow was falling.

The wind blew the snowflakes askew, making them resemble a sharp arrow, shooting down at the city buildings below.

Spirit Cloud Hall.

The new emperor sat on his throne, dressed in a dragon robe and imperial crown, his face obscured by a beaded curtain, making his expression impossible to see.

There was also a seat next to him, where Yue Dewen, whose eyes were slightly closed, sat upright.

Below, during the morning court session, civil and military officials stood in two rows, completely silent.

"Now that the three Divine General are about to come to court, Your Majesty should not neglect them. However, the new dynasty has just been established, and the military strength under the command of the three Divine General far exceeds that of the capital. Instead of coming to the Spirit Cloud Hall immediately after their return, they have made us wait here for a long time."

The first senior minister on the left spoke in a deep voice.

This person's Suka Yamutie. He is the newly appointed head of the Spirit Person Noble after the mysterious disappearance of the original Left Prime Minister.

"When the Divine General returns to the capital, he should first hand over military power. Going to the Snow Rainbow Pavilion is in accordance with the rules." The Right Chancellor was a tall, strong old man with black hair and a goatee. He was stroking his beard and his eyes were slightly narrowed. He stood to the side, looking calm and collected.

His name was Ji Sanhe. Judging from his attitude, it was clear that he was not on good terms with the Left Chancellor, and he seemed to care little about the new emperor.

Ji Sanhe was a key minister during the reign of Ling Zhi Emperor. Now that the new emperor has ascended the throne, he initially sided with the opposing camp. Unfortunately, after his defeat, he had no choice but to compromise.

As members of the same Spirit Person Noble, although they lost the battle of choosing sides, they did not suffer much retribution. Their Lineage businesses and their descendants suffered considerable losses, but because they possessed the Spirit Seal, they were not afraid of external forces.

As long as one possesses the Spirit Seal, their position as Spirit Person Noble among spirit beings will remain unchanged; this is the fundamental power granted by the Spirit Flight Teaching.

This is the fundamental reason why they were not deposed by the new emperor.

"The Red Turban Thugs have now been initially suppressed, and the situation in various provinces has returned to stability. The Divine General did not take action before, but now he has returned. How to deal with him is probably for the sake of the Great Sect Alliance."

The elder of the Assembled Sages Institute, a newcomer promoted by the Great Dao Sect, spoke at this moment, while looking at Yue Dewen.

The Great Sect Alliance had just stabilized the situation when the Divine General appeared, which could very well be a prelude to his attack at this opportune moment.

"Do any of you ministers have a solution?" the new emperor asked, glancing at Yue Dewen.

The court is now divided into two factions.

The new faction, led by the Great Sect Alliance, and the old faction, led by the Snow Rainbow Pavilion and the Spirit Noble.

Before the return of the Divine General, the new faction held a decisive advantage. But now that the Divine General has returned, bringing with him a large number of skilled military commanders, the situation will instantly reverse.

So the old guard saw hope again and started clamoring once more.

Among the Spirit Noble, Suka, as the Left Prime Minister, was the only one who supported the new Noble. Therefore, his stance was very clear from the very beginning.

"Actually, according to the season, it is currently the time for offering sacrifices to Heaven and Earth. Why doesn't Your Majesty use this as an excuse to personally go to the Snow Rainbow Pavilion to worship Heaven and Earth? In this way, the relationship between the three Divine General can be eased." A general in full dark gold heavy armor stepped forward and said loudly.

"Absurd! How can His Majesty indulge his subjects? Even if Divine General were to arrive in person, there would still be a breach of etiquette!" The Minister of Rites hurriedly stepped forward and shouted.

"Anyway, there are seasonal sacrifices as a cover, which can ease tensions and kill two birds with one stone. We won't lose face, so why not?" The general didn't understand.

Immediately, the two sides, one civil and one military, began to take sides and refute each other.

The leading general was a Hu Xi People, blond and blue-eyed, with a Great Ling Language. He wasn't as fluent in the Daling language as his opponent, and seeing that he couldn't win the argument, he became anxious and was about to attack. He was then pulled back and persuaded by several generals beside him.

The entire court was instantly filled with noise, like a bustling marketplace.

No one took it seriously, or rather, they were used to it.

The Spirit Person value martial arts and profit. In the past, there was a rule that if someone disagreed with another's opinion, they would fight on the spot to decide the winner.

Now they even know to set up a Ministry of Rites, which is much better than before.

Fortunately, this noisy Hu Xi People general did not rise to power through military merit. Rather, Hu Xi People were good at business, and this one spent a lot of money and was good at managing his affairs. He was able to support an army, and his military strength was secondary.

Looking at the chaotic and arguing court below, the new emperor sighed slightly and unconsciously looked at Yue Dewen.

The latter remained seated, expressionless, seemingly oblivious to the noise.

Time passed slowly, and over the past few months, apart from occasional discussions of political affairs, all issues involving the Divine General ended up like this.

The new ministers of the Great Sect Alliance, led by Yue Dewen, are mostly newly promoted, and some are even lower-ranking officials who have never had contact with the core leadership before. They have no idea how terrifying the Divine General.

But they didn't understand; the new emperor, however, knew perfectly well.

Therefore, he dared not make any rash moves easily, and would usually look at Yue Dewen first before taking any action.

Unfortunately, as always, Lao Yue remained silent, watching the clouds rise and fall.

After waiting for a while without any movement, the new emperor had no choice but to accept the news. Seeing that it was almost time, he was about to signal the end of the court session.

Suddenly, a tall and imposing figure strode into the entrance of the main hall.

The man was dressed in pure white heavy armor with gold trim, covering his head so that his face could not be seen. His chest armor was engraved with countless small, intricate Locked Script resembling patterns.

A heavy, long white velvet cloak draped over his back, which he dragged slowly across the ground.

"Divine General: Jigulf Alechi, come to court!" At this moment, the announcer outside seemed to wake from a dream and shouted loudly.

Thump, thump, thump! The figure walked step by step on the thick gray-black carpet of the main hall, making heavy thumping sounds.

His Helmet seemed different from the other generals', with special antlers resembling those of Giant Male Deer Antlers on top of his head. Coupled with his height of nearly three meters and a width of 1.78 meters, he resembled a mobile metal fortress, and just one glance at him could make one feel breathless.

At this moment, Yue Dewen and other members of the new faction all focused their attention on this person.

Among the masters and Great Grandmaster present were several top experts from their respective factions who had survived the previous great upheavals.

In the martial spirit of the Great Ling, the weak have no place to survive.

Ordinary people either attach themselves to the strong or become strong themselves.

Bang.

The newcomer stopped and stood in the center of the hall, looking up at the new emperor. His eyes, hidden beneath his Helmet, were pure silver, carrying a coldness and an air of superiority.

The new emperor instinctively dodged.

The visitor then turned his gaze to Yue Dewen, who was sitting upright to the side.

"It's been a long time since I've been back. I never expected it would be you who broke the rules, Lao Yue."

"The Great Way cycle turns, and destiny is ordained. What? You disagree?" Yue Dewen's eyes widened slowly as he stared directly at his opponent, showing no sign of backing down.

"Submit?" Gigurf laughed loudly. "Yue Sect Leader, I'm a rough man, I don't understand your roundabout schemes."

"Since you claim that the tide has turned and the mandate of heaven has been bestowed upon you, then use your destiny and your power to crush me."

"I'd like to see whether your destiny is stronger or my military power is stronger."

His booming voice resonated throughout the court.

All the court officials fell silent. Even grandmasters Great Grandmaster, no matter how strong their will to improve, dared not speak recklessly at this moment.

The spirit of self-improvement is about self-reliance, not suicide.

It was now clear that the Divine General's return was intended to coerce Yue Dewen.

It involves a conflict between the two most powerful forces in the world; anyone who goes in is like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

Without further ado, Yue Dewen slowly rose from his seat. Step by step, he descended the steps towards the Divine General.

As he approached step by step, a cloud of gray mist, like chaos, rose up from behind him.

Only those who Refining Spirit can see those clouds and mist. Within them, the faces of gods Gods and Buddhas appear and disappear, and seated at the very top are the Great Dao Sect Celestial Venerable and the Moon God.

Gigurf sneered and slowly moved forward, his hand resting on the golden scimitar at his waist.

Pure white mist slowly spread behind him, and at its core, a vertical pupil, the color of the sky, suddenly opened.

Those eyes, several meters wide and over ten meters long, resembled a long, narrow, enormous rift, floating behind Gigurf. They were like Daoist Sect.

Heavy snow covered the rooftops of all the houses in Wushan Prefecture.

In many places, children have already started building snowmen and having snowball fights. A timely snowfall is a good omen for a bountiful harvest next year.

It's Chinese New Year.

Many wealthy households in the city began setting off fireworks and firecrackers.

Mu Chi Prefecture also bought a lot and piled them up together.

In the courtyard, Zhang Rongfang, Zhang Rongyu, her brother-in-law Suda Heqi nurse holding her nephew, and others gathered together, watching the servants Qidian fireworks.

The eaves were now adorned with red lanterns painted with festive patterns. Several worshippers, having drunk too much, were having a drinking contest in a nearby courtyard, betting on who would win and drink more.

As the swords clashed, the surrounding servants gasped in surprise.

Zhang Huanqing was now able to stand and walk slowly.

From a young age, he never seemed to smile. His little face was always tense and he was unusually nervous. A cold firework was stuffed into his chubby little hand. After shaking it a few times, he dared not move. No matter how his mother pushed or patted him, his whole body was tense and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

His appearance made everyone around him laugh.

"Hey, where's Mei Sha? Why isn't she coming out when I call her?" Zhang Rongyu asked, puzzled.

"Miss Mei Sha said she has a headache and is feeling a bit cold, so she's staying inside by the fire and won't come out," a maid replied.

Zhang Rongyu glanced at Zhang Rongfang, whose younger brother stood to the side with a smile. His height had recently miraculously returned to around 1.8 meters, and he looked much more normal.

The previous height of over two meters, almost three meters, seems quite abnormal.

Moreover, this time, the younger brother surprisingly invited a female companion to his home.

That girl is so pretty with a big butt; she'll definitely be able to have many children.

Zhang Rongyu carefully examined the woman beside Zhang Rongfang. Yes, it was Ran Xin Yue, the one Zhang Rongyu had been secretly observing. A sense of helplessness welled up inside her.

A few days ago, as a representative of the Reverse Time Society, she voluntarily accepted Zhang Rongfang's bestowal of a Blood Descendant Daoist Registry in order to completely resolve the aftereffects of Worship God within her body.

Because of their good relationship, Zhang Rongfang also wanted to try to see if the suppressed Worship God could be transformed into Blood Descendant.

So I gave it a try.

It was a great success.

The suppressed Spirit Thread were expelled, and the modified body was regenerated from new flesh and blood, completely replacing the original.

However, during the process, Zhang Rongfang used a large amount of blood to replace it.

Its consumption is far more wasteful than creating a first-generation Blood Descendant.

But this is ultimately a good thing. People who have Worship God can use this method to pull themselves back to normal.

This was extremely difficult in previous Reverse Time Society.