Night. Rain.
More than a month had passed since the founding ceremony of the Dragon Mountain Empire. This colossal entity that Lin Qi had created almost as a joke had finally begun to sail forward, stumbling and lurching. No one knew where this newly emerged empire would ultimately go, but it existed now, didn't it?
Blackbeard had completed his enhancement and taken up his post with a band of fierce, wolfish Black Tiger Family loyalists at his side. The Black Tiger Legion, composed of three fully staffed legions, had also begun its enhancement. Every soldier had signed a soul contract, becoming absolutely loyal, death-defying confidants.
Specialized personnel handled the rest of the state affairs. Princess Qingli and Yun had also arrived in Port Vias from Dragon Mountain Territory. Yun displayed astonishing talent in governing; she dealt with the Dragon Mountain Empire's affairs great and small in an orderly, methodical fashion, bringing every matter into perfect order.
This finally allowed Lin Qi to extricate himself from the crushing burden of state affairs and devote himself wholeheartedly to the matters he was accustomed to handling.
The barbarian Martial God he had captured had secretly been transported over. Every day, Lin Qi spent some time squeezing the barbarians' martial techniques out of him. He had also nearly fully absorbed that barbarian inheritance treasure. Through sparring with and comparing himself against the barbarian Martial God, Lin Qi's martial cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds.
Using the Silver Iris Family's network, an intelligence web spanning several continents was gradually being spread. Lin Qi deployed vast numbers of abyssal creatures to infiltrate other continents and secretly establish a great many intelligence outposts. With the help of Black Tiger Family members remaining in the east, Lin Qi's tentacles had even reached into the Eastern Ocean's sea clans.