"Mm." Bei Ming nodded slightly and waved his hand. Daoist patterns flowed through the void, and a list appeared:
"You are willing to go to the Heavenly Court, contribute to the development of the Literary Sect, and exert yourselves for it. I am very gratified.
The positions of Orthodox Gods are connected to the core of the Heavenly Court and even the order of the Primordial Wilderness.
Diligently carrying out your duties will allow you to gather luck and incense offerings. For you, this is also an opportunity."
Bei Ming pushed the list toward Han Chi and Guichenzi:
"I have selected suitable key positions for you.
Han Chi, I now entrust this to you. Go with Guichenzi and your fellow junior brothers to the Heavenly Court and ask for these positions."
The names of one hundred and twenty-one disciples were clearly listed.
Corresponding to them were all positions of Orthodox Gods in the various departments of the Heavenly Court, every one of them a post with real authority.
At present, the Heavenly Court lacked people.
Haotian understood this better than anyone.
To him, the most urgent matter was not internal struggles for power, but truly setting up the Heavenly Court's "stage" first, so that luck could gather and order could function.
Only when the Heavenly Court could operate smoothly would it make sense to discuss the distribution of power.
If even its operation was a problem, where would there be any talk of fighting for power?
Even if he were merely a "powerless" Heavenly Emperor, as long as he occupied that position, the Heavenly Court's luck would naturally be shared with him.
The only difference was how much he received.
The disciples were all curious about the positions they were about to be assigned.
However, the atmosphere in the hall