After relocating several million people here, the immigration work came to a halt.
Over a month later, the several million people had been settled separately in nine great cities.
Within the dojo Wu Chu had opened up, he further divided the land into nine regions, naming them after the Nine Provinces from his memories. Each province contained one great city.
He also forged nine great cauldrons, each stationed in one of the Nine Provinces to gather literary fortune.
Aside from the northern and southern polar regions, virtually every other place had been incorporated into the territory governed by the Nine Provinces. They were, in truth, quite different from the Nine Provinces of ancient China.
Once he had finished these matters, Wu Chu summoned his disciples and those close to him, asking whether they were interested in working in the Little Netherworld.
Upon hearing this, everyone shook their heads. The Netherworld was too gloomy and eerie for their liking. But since it had been created by their mistress, Houtu, and Shiji was also the Great Emperor of Fengdu, they could not say so outright and could only make other excuses.
Huanglong was the most forthright. "The Confucian Sect still needs disciples to help watch over it. This Netherworld should be left for others to manage! Old Round, why don't you give it a try?"
Following the principle of sacrificing a fellow Daoist rather than oneself, Huanglong directly kicked Old Round into the pit.
Old Round cast a resentful glance at this "eldest senior brother," who had entered the sect later than he had, and shook his head. "The gates of First Academy still need me to guard them!"
That sounded rather humble, but in truth, after the two "protectors," Yi and Kua, reincarnated, Old Round could be considered the head of