Shen Gongbao grabbed a quick bite in the staff cafeteria and returned to his office. He had been busy lately. The Heavenly Court Academy was still getting off the ground, and there was plenty to do. Really, given his divine office, he should never have come here in the first place.
But what could he do? He had connections. The one thing he did far better than Jiang Ziya was work those connections, and with his silver tongue, he could practically talk the dead back to life. Hence that famous saying: "What brought death and a place on the list? One call of 'Fellow Daoist, please stay!'" The guy was a walking disaster.
As the number-one bringer of grief on the Investiture of the Gods, Shen Gongbao naturally had his strengths. He lacked power and good fortune, but he knew everyone and could talk circles around them. It wasn't as though all the Jiejiao disciples who died and ended up on the list hated him afterward.
In fact, even after the Investiture of the Gods, he had continued to thrive in the Heavenly Court. Wen Zhong and his crowd believed their deaths and inclusion on the list were, first, a tribulation decreed by heaven, and second, entirely the fault of the Primordial Lord's disciples. With two of the Three Pure Ones taking sides against them, they had been hopelessly outnumbered. They couldn't blame Shen Gongbao.
And so, in the Heavenly Court, the East Sea Water-Dividing General's connections were second only to Taibai Venus's.
Opening the Heavenly Court Academy required a highly capable director of academic affairs to coordinate with everyone and handle logistics. Taibai Venus had originally been the best candidate, but he already had too much on his plate. As the Jade Emperor's trusted confidant, he couldn't possibly take