With Eastern Capital Affairs Settled, He Brushed His Robes and Left; Western Capital's Gathering Storm Awaited Him

"The Society of Light really shone brightly."

Qi Shiyun clapped her hands.

Lin Ruoshui glanced at Qi Shiyun and quipped, "You're hilarious, Shiyun."

It was far too bright-so bright that even a Domain Realm expert like her could barely open her eyes.

Especially accompanied by He Miaoyin's flute music, renowned throughout the Divine Capital.

And that earth-shaking explosion.

Put it all together, and one word summed it up: art!

The ultimate pleasure.

Lianshan Xin sighed in admiration too. "Few people in the world are qualified to enjoy such exquisite art. We've truly been blessed today." Lin Ruoshui worried needlessly. "Lianshan Xin, haven't you set a very bad precedent?"

She worried that "art would run rampant" throughout the world from now on.

"No." Lianshan Xin's answer was categorical.

"Why?" Lin Ruoshui asked seriously.

Lianshan Xin smiled. "Shui Shui, do you think anyone can create an artistic spectacle like this just because they want to? The hardest part of the whole process was the Thunderclap Bombs specially made by Marquis Mo. Only high officials of the Imperial Court are qualified to enjoy Marquis Mo's treasures."

Marquis Mo was the former Heavenly Artificer.

As everyone knew, the Nine Heavens were gods at slacking off and ghosts when work needed doing.

No one should expect the Nine Heavens to be enthusiastic about working.

Making Marquis Mo toil like a beast of burden was no easier than getting Emperor Yongchang to pursue pure love.

Even if Marquis Mo did become a beast of burden, the Imperial Court would reap the benefits.

It had little to do with the unaffiliated rogues of the Jianghu.

"This is part of the Nine Heavens' reserves, and the Imperial Court's reserves. You people of the Jianghu couldn't learn it even if you wanted to. The technology is under embargo," Lianshan