Not One for Women, an Emperor for the Ages!
You gave a dry laugh, then put on a stern face.
"You'll have to keep taking risks with me, kid. I already have a list of people I want to promote."
The banner of the Myriad Souls Banner immediately wilted.
["Hey buddy, that's enough! You've already become a Second-Class Star lord, why take any more risks? Let's just settle down here!"]
[You actually wield considerable power now.]
[You hold two Second-Class Star and three Third-Class Star.]
[Although they all appear to have their own masters and be managed by different forces, you are the true mastermind behind it all.]
You can now say you possess a stellar-level power!
[Forty-seventh year, seventy-three years old.]
[A large number of key ministers and regional officials of the Heavenly Dragon Kingdom died, but the country did not descend into chaos.]
[The people at the lower levels are mostly Human Race; Human Race don't care whether those Alien Race lords live or die.]
[The Human Race is also aware of its own limitations; its strength is still weak. Having just secured basic sustenance and the means to repair the chains, it's not the time to cause trouble.]
[Moreover, the existence of the Kindling Society, operating covertly among the people, ensures social stability.]
[The various Alien Race forces stirred up a disturbance for a while.]
[But you swiftly appointed successors to each official position; they were all trusted confidants you had already chosen beforehand.]
[These people are mediocre in ability and passable in cultivation, but they have one outstanding trait—they love to flatter you.]
[From an outsider's perspective.]
[It's like a group of sycophants who rose to power through their glib tongues and flattery of the emperor.]
[Is it even necessary to say who killed Yadada and the others?]
[Whoever benefits from this situation did it!]
[This new batch of court officials were all handpicked by you; their attitude towards the Human Race is rather mild, or rather, indifferent.]
They don't care about ancestral precepts; as long as Human Race doesn't rebel, they will faithfully implement all the policies you set.
[These sycophants will definitely not go against you. As long as you don't blatantly side with the Human Race —practically plastering "I'm Human Race too" on your face—they will assist you and govern Blaze Star according to your ideas.]
[After a year of observation and listening to their inner thoughts, you're sure you didn't choose the wrong person.]
[As for whether the situation will change in ten years, twenty years, or even a hundred years?]
[If the Human Race can cultivate peacefully for this long, it will be difficult for the ruling class of the Alien Race to cause any trouble.]
[After all, there are Kindling Society that can effectively utilize all available resources.]
[Iron Blood Sect.]
[A second-tier sect on a Blaze Star.]
Before the war of unification began, they still controlled several villages and towns, and the Firewood Sect was one of their vassal states.
[Now that the world is unified, the Heavenly Dragon Kingdom has established new rules: all land belongs to the Heavenly Dragon Emperor, and no sect or faction enjoys territorial autonomy.]
[The Iron Blood Sect originally lived a relatively comfortable life by exploiting the residents of their territory and oppressing their vassal forces.]
[Now it's all over, there's no territory left.]
[Most of their own followers were also taken away in the war to fill the gaps, never to return.]
[With the support of the imperial court, the Human Race has risen rapidly and is no longer easy to bully.]
The remaining members of the Iron Blood Sect are living a very difficult and miserable life.
"Sect Leader! We haven't even had a sip of wine every day. You can stand this kind of life, but the brothers can't!"
[Niu Sanjiao, the leader of the Iron Blood Sect, sipped the tea in his large bowl and sighed.]
"What do you want?"
"Let's go raid the town down the mountain!"
"Wouldn't that make us bandits?"
"We used to do it this way too!"
["Before, that was called collecting taxes. Now, only the imperial court can collect taxes. If we take even a little bit of the people's hard-earned money, we'll be executed along with our entire family... Damn it, it's really strange. The punishments imposed on us now are much harsher than those imposed on Human Race. Which race is actually the emperor of this country?"]
"Heh, anyway, they're not from our Minotaur Race!"
[Among this group of Minotaur, a Idea King emerged. He pointed his hoof to the sky, and a lightbulb appeared on his forehead.]
"Sect Leader! I've got an idea! We can knock out the officials, dress up in their clothes, and then impersonate them to collect taxes in the town down the mountain! That way we'll have money to buy wine and meat!"
[Niu Sanjiao looked at the bland, tasteless tea in the bowl and smashed it on the ground.]
"Okay! Let's do it!"
[Dozens of Minotaur grabbed their weapons and had just reached the mountain gate when a dark cloud descended from the sky, its terrifying pressure rendering them immobile.]
"This... this..."
[The Niu Sanjiao raised its head and looked closely.]
[That person standing above the dark clouds, surrounded by lightning, and dressed in a black dragon robe, who else could it be but the current Heavenly Dragon Emperor?]
["Oh my god!! The emperor is here!"]
["His Majesty! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!!"]
["Your His Majesty has graced my humble abode with your presence; I have failed to greet you properly. My apologies!"]
[Niu Sanjiao and the others moved in perfect unison, all lying prone on the ground.]
[You glanced around, then delivered your verdict expressionlessly.]
"The entire Iron Blood Sect, from top to bottom, has committed a capital offense by impersonating government officials to collect taxes. They are sentenced to immediate execution!"
[Niu Sanjiao paused for a moment.]
["Your His Majesty! We didn't do that! We...we just thought about it, we haven't done it yet, this...this...it's not a crime punishable by death, is it?"]
"Want to? You can't even think about it! That's a capital offense!"
[You raised your hand, summoning thunderclouds that filled the sky, and black lightning leveled the mountain where the Iron Blood Sect was located—this was Siduoduo's Divine Art.]
[The Iron Blood Sect is gone.]
[Among a pile of charred steaks, you find a lightning bolt-shaped horn with faint electric arcs wrapped around it.]
[This horn used to be on the forehead of the Niu Sanjiao.]
[But this horn wasn't naturally part of Niu Sanjiao's head; he found it somewhere and attached it to his forehead. He could use this horn to perform some electric shock techniques.]
"I've bombarded it like this, but there's not a single mark on this corner. There must be something special about this thing. We couldn't figure it out in the last simulation, so let's try again this time..."
[Please keep this corner safe.]
[At this point, all the necessary tasks on Blaze Star have been completed.]
[Now we just need to wait for Adou to be born.]
[Forty-eight years, seventy-four years old.]
[After dealing with the older generation of powerful figures, you no longer need to focus on court intrigue.]
[I felt much more relaxed immediately.]
[Surrounded by a bunch of sycophants, showering you with sweet words every day, and whose work abilities are generally satisfactory, capable of helping you manage many of the country's affairs.]
[You stipulate that court sessions should be held once a month to hear the ministers' work reports.]
[Do whatever you want at other times.]
[If you want to do serious business, just lie down and cultivate on the resources of the entire planet Blaze Star.]
If you want to relax, your subordinates will come up with all sorts of entertainment programs for you.
[This emperor must be living a very comfortable life.]
[There's just one downside.]
[The harem.]
[Looking at a group of heavily made-up female Dragon Person Race every day makes you feel nauseous.]
[That's why you never go to the harem.]
[Popular legend has it that the Heavenly Dragon Emperor was abstinent from women, focused solely on state affairs, and worked thirteen hours a day—truly a peerless emperor throughout history!]