The Deliberations

Inside the traveling palace.

The palace halls stretched deep, lit by Luminous Pearls the size of fists.

At this time, under Qingshan and Heishui's arrangements, numerous members of the Water Tribe had come to pledge their allegiance. Most were Clam Maidens and Shell Maidens, Shrimp Soldiers and Crab Generals, and the like. They were quickly selected from among the best to fill out the household.

In the main hall, Fang Yuan sat cross-legged, the divine crown on his head fluttering in the wind.

"Eight attendants at my side, and a retinue of followers before and behind me. I finally have a bit of the bearing of a deity!"

He opened his eyes, and a glint of gold flashed through them.

"Canglang River God is only a count-level divine position. Even if I completely refine its power and obtain its authority, I'll only be able to draw on the spiritual energy of Canglang River and barely contend with a Heavenly Immortal..."

Fang Yuan's goal was to make his name known far and wide immediately, even to catch the attention of the Heavenly Court, so that they would recruit and absorb him.

A lowly river god was far, far from enough to achieve that.

Unless he immediately flooded three thousand li, bringing calamity to the mortal world. That might well attract the Heavenly Court's attention—but then Heavenly Punishment would descend, or cultivators would come to Slay Demons and Exterminate Devils.

"Actually, that could work too. In Journey to the West, didn't Sun Wukong rebel once before he got the title of Great Sage Equal to Heaven? When you're dealing with recruitment by the imperial court, you can't be too soft from the start... The opposite example is Song Jiang in Water Margin!"

Thoughts churned endlessly in Fang Yuan's Sea of Consciousness.

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