"Greetings, envoy of the mighty kingdom!"
The voice from the sky rang out like Thunderclap, reaching everyone in the Village in an instant.
The moment Xu Shuo heard it, terror filled his face. He hurried out with a group of people, knelt on the ground, and spoke respectfully.
In the entire Village, only Chen Cuo and Hongyuan remained standing beneath the newcomer's gaze from above.
Hongyuan glanced at Xu Shuo and the others, then chuckled. "This looks rather different from what he told us. According to him, his people migrated because they refused to submit to the Xiahou Clan. Yet one so-called envoy shows up, and this is how they behave."
"History always gets a little polish." Chen Cuo was not surprised. He raised his head, looked straight at the newcomer, and asked, "What brings you here?"
"I am Jiu, an envoy of the Royal Capital Sage Temple." He descended slowly. The radiance around him dimmed, revealing a figure in golden robes who looked like an ordinary man, save for the starlight flickering in his eyes. "The Royal Capital Sage Temple oversees all spirits and supernatural beings under heaven. You have received the people's worship and obtained an Imperial Edict. I must determine where your Authority belongs, enter you in the register, and have you accept your mandate and seals!"
Faint thoughts of incense coiled around him. In the Netherworld, he seemed connected to multitudes.
He was a Deity.
As Jiu spoke, the starlight in his eyes grew clearer and brighter. Tiny flashes of lightning even appeared around him as he fixed his piercing gaze on Chen Cuo and Hongyuan.
A faint glow rose from Chen Cuo and Hongyuan in response.
Suddenly, astonishment appeared on Jiu's face.
"You preside over childbirth and wealth?"
His voice grew grave, but he swiftly