Even those veteran ministers of the Immortal Dynasty who had originally considered him too inexperienced and cruel in temperament, such as the Duke Who Guards the Nation, Grand Preceptor Chen, the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, and the Right Clan Court Minister, later became much more restrained when discussing the affairs of the Northwestern Circuit.
After all, among the Thirty-Six Western Regions Kingdoms, the Buddhist and Daoist sects, merchant associations and bandit cultivators, former Border Army troops, and covert agents of other races, which were meek souls who would bow their heads over a single official document?
Without a hard enough fist, the so-called Protector of the Western Regions was nothing but a joke put on display.
Who would pay you any heed?
Qing Chen understood just as well that Emperor Jingtai's inscrutable decree sending him to the northwest had certainly not been a passing whim.
That emperor seated deep within the clouds and mist of Jade Capital Mountain had probably long since seen through his combat strength.
At that thought, a dark Demon Lotus flickered through Qing Chen's eyes.
"That old emperor certainly sees deep."
He had not spent these past few months merely preparing to take office.
On the tenth day after the battle at Immortal-Severing Cliff, the Origin-Initial Devil Sect had sent a special envoy into the Divine Capital.
The visitor had been neither Qiu Qiansha nor Yan Moyou. Both Qiu Qiansha and Yan Moyou were now vying for fortuitous opportunities in the sealed grounds of the Chi Xi Ancient Battlefield and could not get away anytime soon.
The one who had actually entered the Divine Capital was a Spirit Transformation Venerable from the Origin-Initial Devil Sect's mountain headquarters, named Venerable Five Burials, the Branch Master of the Yellow Springs Branch.
Even Qing Chen