Most people in the Southern Jambu Continent believed in the Daoist teachings. His Dao Lineage was based there; it was the Daoist Order's stronghold.
If he insisted on sending Great Emperor Zhenwu, Vanquisher of Demons, and unrest truly broke out, he would offend many fellow Daoists.
After a moment's deliberation, his gaze swept over the immortals, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Zhao Gongming, the God of Wealth, can subdue the demons."
These words drew many eyes toward an immortal among the civil officials.
The immortal held a jade tablet and had been standing there, half asleep. The moment everyone looked at him, he snapped awake.
He was none other than Lord of the Black Altar, Zhao Gongming.
He had been a mighty figure during the Investiture of the Gods war, with a formidable record in battle, and was one of Cult Leader Tongtian's prized disciples.
Even Wen Zhong had to treat him with respect.
During the Investiture of the Gods war, his twenty-four Sea-Calming Divine Pearls had routed the Chan Sect's Twelve Golden Immortals. Even Daoist Ran Deng had suffered badly at his hands.
Had he not ultimately fallen victim to the Falling-Treasure Coins, he might have halted the Zhou Dynasty's advance single-handedly.
Even after losing the Sea-Calming Divine Pearls, he had remained powerful, stronger than most of the Twelve Golden Immortals and far beyond an ordinary Great Luo.
Though his strength had not advanced an inch in all the years since his name entered the Investiture of the Gods List, he was still one of the Heavenly Court's titans.
Zhao Gongming wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth and shook his head with a smile. "You jest, Celestial Master Zhang. I oversee the world's financial fortunes, a duty of utmost importance. How could I leave my