Shouyang Mountain, Minglun Hall.
Fuxi, Shen Nong, and the Three Sovereigns, Xuanyuan.
And the three little ones—Nezha, Wukong, and Jingwei—who had just been led by Cangjie to obediently listen to the morning lesson.
All heard Zhenyuanzi's decree, which crossed boundless space and rang clearly throughout the mountain.
Nezha blinked his big eyes and tilted his head, not quite understanding.
"City God? Earth God? River Gods and Mountain Deities? What are those? Can you eat them?" He always focused on the strangest things.
Sun Wukong scratched his ears and cheeks, his golden eyes darting about. "Sounds like... getting an official post?
A deity in charge of a place? Could I become one someday?"
He seemed rather interested in "being in charge of a place."
Jingwei hugged her little straw bird and asked softly,
"Father, are those deities who protect a region just like... just like how Shouyang Mountain protects the Human Race?
Only they protect smaller places?"
Shen Nong lovingly stroked his daughter's head and sighed. "Jingwei is right.
Saint Zhenyuanzi's action turns 'protection' and 'order' into measurable merit and inheritable divine offices, bringing them to every inch of the Primordial Wilderness.
From now on, the land will no longer be a wild and chaotic place. It will become a great network, with those holding divine offices guarding and managing it at every level. This is a legacy for all ages."
A glint shone in Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan's eyes as he said gravely, "Even more significant, the authority to oversee and enforce 'fair trade contracts' has been delegated to the grassroots City Gods and Earth Gods.
The 'contract laws' that the Heaven and Earth Money House has long wanted to promote, but has faced resistance in doing so, will spread at an entirely different pace now that these deities are scattered