"Master, where does that old man in seclusion live? I'll kick the door down."
Nezha's voice still hung in the night wind. Gu Changqing had already returned from the yard. There were two dead leaves that came from nowhere on his white clothes. He didn't pick them. He walked directly into the Great Hall and sat back on the master's chair.
"You don't need to go."
Nezha stopped Wind-Fire Wheels, and the flames under his feet licked the stone on the threshold.
"Then who's going?"
"System."
Gu Changqing tapped his right index finger three times on the armrest. The rhythm was different from before, faster than before. The intervals between each tap were so short that they were almost connected together.
"Ding, host, please give the order."
"The Firmament Realm Edict, the highest level."
"Ding, the highest level Edict needs to be confirmed by the soul mark of Main God."
Gu Changqing's eyebrows lit up, and a ball of golden light smaller than a grain of rice popped out and disappeared into the air.
"Ding, the Divine Soul mark has been confirmed, the Edict channel has been opened, please dictate the content."
The candles in the Great Hall were deflected again. This time they were not tilted in one direction, but were pushed downwards. The flames were half low, and the wax dripped down the candlesticks.
Tongtian stood on the left, Yang Jian leaned against the door frame, and Nezha squatted back on the threshold. All three of them had their eyes fixed on Gu Changqing.
Kelān huddled in the corner, with the edge of his hood pressed to the tip of his nose.
"Edict Article 1."
The sound of Gu Changqing is not heavy, but the echo of each word in the Great Hall is three times louder than itself.
"The Firmament Realm The establishment of monks throughout the territory will immediately cancel all current missions. All eight million elite members will enter first-level combat readiness. Heavenly Soldier will transfer 50 million from the 60 million to the expeditionary order."
Nezha moved his buttocks on the threshold.
Fifty million.
The last time I called Chaotic Star Sea, I only transferred 8 million, this time it was 50 million.
"Edict Article 2: All seventeen people admitted to Immortal Emperor Level and above must report to the Ruined Temple headquarters within three days. No matter where they are or what they are doing, those who fail to do so within three days will have their titles removed."
Tongtian's mouth twitched, he wanted to say something, but he swallowed it again.
"Edict Article 3."
Gu Changqing's fingers lifted up from the armrest, hung in the air, and then fell down.
"Zhao Gongming."
Tongtian's body moved.
When the three words Zhao Gongming came out of Gu Changqing's mouth, the fingers of Tongtian's right hand tightened around the prescription paper.
"Master, Zhao Gongming are still in seclusion in the Ninth Heaven Sea of Bitterness Abyss. His Cultivation Technique has reached the last step. Forcibly interrupting may..."
"I know."
Gu Changqing's fingers fell down and tapped the armrest for the last time.
"Tell him to come with his Twenty-Four Universe Sea of Bitterness. If you can't get there within three days, I will go get him myself."
Tongtian's mouth is closed.
The meaning of the four words "go fishing personally" in the Firmament Realm is very clear, it is not to invite, but to pull.
"Edict Article 4."
Gu Changqing stood up, walked to the table, put his palm on the picture of the tin dog, and the paper made a muffled sound under his palm.
"The target is announced and the entire army is aware of it."
He raised his head, the candlelight shone upward from below, and the shadows on his face cut his features in half.
"This expedition spans Boundary Sea, and the target is Great Thousand Origin Realm, Indestructibility Origin Temple on the central axis of Myriad Worlds. They will not come back."
"Ding, Edict has been entered. Do you want to confirm the release?"
"Fat."
"Ding, the Firmament Realm, the most advanced Edict, has been released, covering the whole area, and is expected to be delivered to all receiving terminals within three seconds."
Three breaths.
In just three breaths, every monk on every Planet in the entire the Firmament Realm from top to bottom will receive this Edict.
Nezha stood up from the threshold, and Fire-Tipped Spear punched the ground.
"Happy."
Yang Jian changed his position on the door frame, loosening his hand on the knife handle and then holding it again.
"I have walked the road of Master and Boundary Sea once. From the Firmament Realm to the outer edge of the Great Thousand Origin Realm, it will take seven days at the fastest. If there is space turbulence, it will not be stopped in ten days."
"So Zhao Gongming."
Gu Changqing walked back to the Taishi's chair. Instead of sitting down, he stood next to the chair with his fingers on the back of the chair.
"His Twenty-Four Universe Sea of Bitterness can suppress the spatial fluctuations in the Boundary Sea, which is equivalent to opening a stable channel for the entire army."
Yang Jian nodded and said nothing more.
Kelān sat back on the stool in the corner, his silver-grey pupils staring at Gu Changqing's side face from under the hood.
"Mr. Gu."
"Say."
"There are twelve natural barriers around the Great Thousand Origin Realm. The strength of each barrier is no less than Immortal Emperor level Law's full blow. If you bring 50 million Heavenly Soldier over, how many can you break through?"
Gu Changqing didn't look at her.
"We'll talk about the twelve barriers later."
"You don't even have an attack plan?"
"There is a plan, but it is not what we are talking about now."
Kelān's mouth was closed for two breaths.
"You don't trust me."
"You have been searched. I have seen everything that needs to be seen. Whether you believe it or not has nothing to do with it."
Gu Changqing turned around to face her and took his fingers off the back of the chair.
"The combat plan was not disclosed in advance because the Undercover Agent system of Origin Temple penetrated too deeply. More than 30,000 pieces of intelligence were collected under our noses. Before Undercover Agent was completely wiped out, all the tactical details were only in my mind."
Kelān's fingers rested on his knees.
"Including Sect Master Tongtian and Yang Jian?"
"They know what they should know and what they shouldn't know. I will tell them on the spot when they get to the battlefield."
Nezha rolled his eyes at the door.
"Master, are you even on guard against me?
"You have the loudest mouth, so you are the first one to guard against me."
Nezha's face turned half red, and he opened his mouth twice, but not a single word came out.
Tongtian pulled up a chair and sat down, with the prescription paper spread out on his knees, and his fingers traced the words on it line by line.
"Master, you know Zhao Gongming's temper. He has been in Sea of Bitterness for nine thousand years. He finally reached the last step and was interrupted in seclusion. The first thing he did after entering Ruined Temple was not to listen to Edict, but to find someone to fight with."
"Let him fight."
Tongtian's finger stopped on the third line of the prescription.
"Who to hit?"
"Call Nezha."
Nezha and Wind-Fire Wheels almost flew out from under their feet.
"Why?"
"Don't you say you are quite smart? Practice your brain with Zhao Gongming."
"That's not training your brain, that's killing your life. Zhao Gongming That old man is a mad cow when he comes out Sea of Bitterness. I had a shot with him last time and my gun was bent, but his fist is fine."
Gu Changqing ignored him and said the last sentence to Tongtian.
"Three days later, Ruined Temple will assemble. You will be responsible for the overall framework of the formation. You will decide the formation of the vanguard. I only want the results."
Tongtian rolled up the prescription and stuffed it into his sleeve, and stood up.
"Understood."
When he walked to the door, he paused and looked back at Kelān.
Kelān sat in the corner and didn't move. His eyes under the hood met Tongtian's gaze, and then moved away.
Tongtian said nothing and walked into the night.
The candle flame in the Great Hall jumped a little, the candle was half shorter, and the light dimmed one level.
Gu Changqing sat back on the Taishi chair, took out the black sphere from his sleeve with his right hand, and rolled it back and forth twice in his palm.
Kelān stared at the ball for five breaths and then spoke.
"What do you plan to do with it?"
"Stepping stone."
"The component of the door is the lock, not the key."
"Locks can also knock on doors."
Kelān pulled the corner of his mouth, and then loosened it halfway.
"Mr. Gu, my father guarded the door for 76,000 years. In the end, the only thing he regretted was not destroying the door in the first place."
Gu Changqing threw the ball into the air and caught it.
"Your father was not destroyed because he was not strong enough?"
Kelān took two breaths.
"It's because he's not ruthless enough."
Gu Changqing stuffed the ball back into his sleeve and drew a final circle with his fingers on the armrest.
"This problem does not exist for me."
Xiaotian Dog climbed up from the foot of the chair, swept his tail twice on the ground, walked to Gu Changqing's feet and lay down, resting his nose on the top of his boots.
There was a muffled sound in the distance outside the yard, like something very heavy falling from the sky. The ground shook and the tea bowl on the table slipped two inches.
Nezha's face changed.
"This movement..."
Communication Array came on, and the voice of Tongtian came rushing in.
"Master, Zhao Gongming arrived. He didn't wait for three days and left the customs after receiving Edict."
Gu Changqing picked up the tea bowl and took a sip.
"How is your temper?"
Tongtian's other end sank for a moment.
"He was standing outside the yard, holding a piece of Sea of Bitterness in his hand."