In the pure land in the deepest reaches of the Village of Heaven, flowers perfumed the air and birds sang. Waterfalls cascaded and springs flowed, streaks of silver falling from the cliffs to gather on the ground below into a divine lake wreathed in immortal mist. Spiritual energy pressed against the senses, and auspicious signs abounded.
The cries of immortal cranes were often heard, and red carp could often be seen leaping. When the cranes cried, their voices rang across nine marshes and far into the heavens; when the red carp leaped, their tails swept up a thousand startling emerald waves. A divine dog and a dragon horse wandered to and fro, as though a peach-blossom paradise had sprung up here; silver turtles and golden cicadas nested wherever they pleased, as though a jade celestial palace had descended into the mortal world.
Spirit children, divine children, and immortal children played by the lake. Four or five old men sat cross-legged on bluestones, cultivating in contentment. A Big Black Dog stood like a man and walked on two legs, holding a golden divine staff. He gestured grandly, spittle flying as he lectured the two young men before him.
Ever since Jiang Tingting, Tianxuan's actual helmswoman, had left for the distant Ziwei Imperial Star, power had remained in the Black Emperor's paws. Calling him a dog-headed strategist would hardly be unfair.
"The Heavenly Court's foundations truly are extraordinary."
Watching this scene, the Divine Silkworm Princess sighed with deep feeling. The Heavenly Court had no shortage of successors whatsoever. Generation after generation inherited its legacy in orderly succession, and its disciples possessed astonishing talent, enough to defy heaven.
The two young men the Black Emperor was lecturing were none other than Wang Shu and Second Fool. They had already cultivated to the Immortal