The earth gods and mountain gods below were deeply troubled, gazing up at the sky with longing. They were caught between a rock and a hard place. As the lowest-ranking immortals, they admired Qin Fen from the bottom of their hearts. But they had no choice but to obey the Jade Emperor, Primordial Lord, and even Heavenly Dao. Such was the sorrow of those at the bottom—none of them could afford to offend anyone. Even if they were unwilling, they could do nothing about it.
But Primordial Lord did not act, leaving the Jade Emperor helpless. He could only pin his hopes on Heavenly Dao. Unfortunately, Heavenly Dao was stuck as well.
Hongjun stared at the newly issued temporary residence permits and household registers, feeling a stabbing pain in his balls. What did this represent? Many immortals could not see it, but Heavenly Dao was different. This was the Investiture of the Gods. A new round of investiture had begun, with Qin Fen in the lead. It had absolutely nothing to do with him. Personnel authority and financial authority were now in Big Chef's hands.
Appointing Divine Offices meant personnel authority, while controlling Merit meant financial authority. As the Dao Ancestor, Qin Fen had seized the two most terrifying powers of the Heavenly Dao System. Although Hongjun still had his own authority, what fucking use was that? The core of establishing the Heavenly Laws was the Investiture of the Gods!
The changes among the earth gods and mountain gods represented that the Great Dao had delegated its authority to Big Chef. The Heavenly Book was proof!
"Does this count as tossing aside the bridge after crossing the river?" Whenever Hongjun thought about how Qin Fen had gone to the Primordial Wilderness to preach because of the Moonlight Box, all hope