Three months

[One: You went to settle scores with the Shaman God Cult so quickly? How is the Shaman God? Were you injured?]

When it came to political issues, Huaiqing reacted faster than everyone else and was the first to reply.

Furthermore, she didn't have a clear concept of the power of Half-Step Martial God. She only felt that Xu Qi'an's behavior was too impulsive. He hadn't summoned other Transcendent or even Shenshu to help him before rashly going to cause trouble for the Shaman God Cult.

[Seven: Anyway, Half-Step Martial God is tough and won't die.]

After arriving in the Southern Frontier the day before yesterday, Li Lingsu, who did not return to the capital with Yeji but planned to stay in the Demon Race territory for a few days, was the first to answer.

He was a distinguished guest of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons, treated to fine wine and meat by the Demon Race, and beautiful fox maidens offered songs and dances. When the Holy Son got into high spirits, he would even join the fox maidens in singing and dancing.

Most importantly, despite having a lot of fun, his kidneys felt no strain because, as a VIP, he had complete control.

The fox spirits naturally wanted to serve her in bed, but Li Lingsu sternly refused.

Have fun, but don't even think about sleeping with me.

It would be different at home; his female confidantes, lusting after his good looks, would have already made advances.

In short, life in Southern Frontier is wonderful—you can live a life of luxury without having to lean on a wall to walk.

[Two: It would be best if he were dead!]

Li Miaozhen cursed indignantly.

She had traveled all the way from overseas, intending to get revenge on Xu Ningyan the next morning, but instead he went to Jingshan City?

Miaozhen has quite a temper, huh? Hmm, I'll write you a "friendship letter" later too. Xu Qi'an thought to himself, and with his finger as a pen, he wrote:

[I have conquered the entire Northeast Three Kingdoms, Your Majesty. You may send someone to take over the territory of the Shaman God Cult soon.]

In the distant capital, in his bedchamber, Huaiqing suddenly sat up, staring blankly at the surface of the small jade mirror.

They took it down?!

They took it down already?

Since ancient times, the Shaman God Cult has dominated the Northeast, with a history even longer than that of the Great Feng. With its Transcendent Rank troops and unparalleled cavalry, it is a thorn in the side of the Great Feng, just like the barbarian demons of the Northern Territory.

Did the Shaman God Cult disappear overnight?

[One: What happened? This shouldn't be happening. Didn't the Shaman God protect the Shaman God Cult?]

Xu Qi'an then posted the details of what happened in the Earth Book chat group.

He didn't analyze the changes in the situation that would occur after the Shaman God protected the wizard, or what benefits Great Feng would gain from it, because Xu Qi'an believed that, apart from Lina, the other members of the Heaven and Earth Society were all above average in intelligence.

He doesn't need to explain.

He only explained one point, which was about the Shaman God protecting witches and taking them into his body.

[Three: It seems that even those of the Transcendent Rank must incorporate the methods of cultivators within their own system. When rescuing Shenshu's head, the three Bodhisattva merged into the Buddha's body.]

[Nine: The Shaman God Cult was forced into a corner by you.]

Daoist Jinlian jumped out and commented.

[Part 8: What happened to the seal on the Shaman God?]

Asuro sent a letter inquiring about the matter.

The large eye on Xu Qi'an's wrist lit up, and he appeared on the altar, between the sculptures of the Confucian Sage and the Shaman God.

The sculpture, crowned with thorns, gazed at him with eyes that slowly filled with black mist, devoid of any emotion.

"What are you looking at? You can't kill me anyway." Xu Qi'an ignored the Shaman God's gaze and examined the Confucian Sage sculpture.

This Transcendent Rank sculpture, the shortest-lived but most significant contribution of the Human Race, is now covered with spiderweb-like cracks, as if it would crumble into dust at the slightest breeze.

[Three: The seal of the Confucian Sage will dissipate within three months at most.]

The time of the great calamity remains unchanged: the end of the year!

Three months later, the members of the Heaven and Earth Society felt a sinking feeling, as a sense of crisis and anxiety surged up once again.

Previously, they were unaware of the truth of the great calamity and still harbored a sliver of hope, thinking that even if they were truly powerless to reverse the situation, with their Transcendent Realm abilities, they would still have a way out.

If they can't stay in Nine Provinces, they'll go to sea.

The world is vast, where can't we go?

But now that we know that the goal of the Transcendent Rank is to replace the Heavenly Dao and become the will of the Nine Provinces world, that's different.

These remnants of the Great Feng will likely face certain death no matter where they flee.

No matter how vast the world is, there is nowhere to hide.

[Nine: If the great calamity is not overcome, all living beings in the world will be reduced to ashes.]

[Six: Amitabha Buddha, all sentient beings suffer.]

The Daoist Daoist Jinlian, Li Miaozhen, and the Hold Compassion in One's Heart Master Hengyuan, who were cultivating merit, were not thinking about their own safety, but about the survival of all living beings.

Jinlian, Hengyuan, and Miaozhen the most danger; they might do something that puts them in danger. No, I can't let them take the blame; I'm so sorry. Xu Qi'an quickly banished this thought from his mind.

Among the other members, such as the Holy Son, Chu Yuanzhen, and Asuro, some were more rational, while others lacked the awareness to dedicate themselves to the common people.

[Seven: If things truly reach a point of no return, Xu Ningyan will definitely die.]

At this moment, the Holy Son sighed in the group chat.

For a moment, no one spoke.

Ah, so they've planted their flag for me in their hearts too. Xu Qi'an sent a message:

[I encountered an old friend in the Shaman God Cult, the Holy Son, who is your confidante, Dongfang Wanqing.]

[Four: Congratulations, Holy Son.]

Chu Yuanzhen quickly stepped forward to speak, easing the oppressive atmosphere.

[Second: Congratulations, senior.]

[Eight: Congratulations!]

[Nine: Congratulations!]

The other members offered their congratulations.

In the distant Southern Frontier, Li Lingsu's expression slowly stiffened, and the fox-woman dancing gracefully in the hall suddenly lost her allure.

Let me rest for a bit, I'm running out of nutrition, that wretched Xu Ningyan. Li Lingsu muttered to herself, and sent a message asking:

[Did Sister Rong merge into the body of the Shaman God along with the other witches?]

He complained, but he still cared about his woman.

[Three: Hmm!]

Xu Qi'an's concise reply.

After ending the group chat, Xu Qi'an used spatial teleportation to appear next to Dongfang Wanqing.

The latter's delicate body tensed, as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Come back to the capital with me. Li Lingsu is waiting for you there." Xu Qi'an looked at her and said calmly.

"Of course, you can also choose to return to East Sea Commandery."

His expression and tone were calm, even indifferent, which made Dongfang Wanqing feel relieved.

She realized that in the presence of this legendary figure, she was no different from a reptile; if the other party wanted to kill her, she wouldn't be alive now, much less talk to her.

He didn't make things difficult for me out of consideration for Li Lang. Dongfang Wanqing bowed respectfully.

"Thank you Silver Gong Xu."

The Imperial Palace, the Imperial Study.

Wang Zhenwen, dressed in a scarlet official robe and wearing an official hat, ascended the steps with a solemn expression and headed towards the Imperial Study.

Beside him stood Wei Yuan, dressed in a magnificent dark blue robe, his temples frosted with white, his features handsome and refined.

After the meeting yesterday, Wang Zhenwen only rested at home for an hour before throwing himself into his heavy official duties.

But Wang Zhenwen was still in high spirits. At his rank, his family had a lot of elixirs and medicines from the Bureau of Astronomy. As long as it wasn't a disease that meant his life was coming to an end, he didn't have to worry about his health.

Wang Zhenwen has already survived a life-or-death ordeal. The diviners from the Bureau of Astronomy said that having survived such a calamity, he need not worry about his health for at least ten years.

A summons in the dead of night must mean something big has happened. Wang Zhenwen's expression was grave; he could only hope things weren't too bad.

He glanced at Wei Yuan beside him and noticed that the other man's expression was equally solemn.

In these turbulent times, even the slightest disturbance can put them on edge.

As Wang Zhenwen stepped across the threshold of the Imperial Study, he glanced around and saw that Zhao Shou was already sitting upright in a chair.

You're here pretty early!

Indeed, for Confucian School, receiving a summons only requires reciting it once:

I am in the Imperial Study.

We can arrive immediately.

Wang Zhenwen and Wei Yuan walked to the foot of the throne and bowed to the Empress, who was illuminated by candlelight.

"His Majesty!"

In the current court, the three most trusted and relied-upon ministers of the Empress are Wei Yuan, Zhao Shou, and Wang Zhenwen.

Rumors circulated in the court that the Cloud Deer Academy faction, represented by Zhao Shou, was specially supported by the Empress to counterbalance the Wang Faction and Wei Faction.

Therefore, these three would always gather together whenever there was a major event.

"Please, my two ministers, have a seat."

Huaiqing nodded and instructed the eunuch to offer him a seat.

After Wang Zhenwen took his seat, he glanced at Zhao Shou and saw that he looked calm and his brows were relaxed, which made him feel relieved.

It's not that this old fox is shallow or easily seen through, but rather that when faced with trouble that doesn't involve factional strife, Zhao Shou doesn't deliberately hide his thoughts.

Just like when Buddha attacked Leizhou, the situation was urgent, and the three of them frowned all night.

At this moment, he saw Huaiqing smile and say:

Silver Gong Xu went to Jingshan City tonight for a cleanup operation.

Wang Zhenwen suddenly realized, stroked his beard, and laughed:

"It's time for reckoning. The Shaman God Cult has repeatedly schemed against the imperial court and against Silver Gong Xu. Now that Silver Gong Xu has achieved great success in his cultivation, it's time for them to pay the price."

"That old codger, Salun Agu, is probably in for a rough time. Hmm, is His Majesty planning to send troops to attack the Shaman God Cult?"

If that's the case, forcing the Shaman God Cult to negotiate a peace agreement would be a safer option, allowing them to seize territory, people, and resources without losing a single soldier.

If the Shaman God Cult is unwilling, then we will resort to force again.

Huaiqing shook his head:

"I am not here to attack the Shaman God Cult. I have summoned you three ministers tonight to discuss the takeover of the Yan, Kang, and Jing kingdoms."

Wang Zhenwen, who had taken over, suddenly looked up, her slightly bloodshot eyes fixed on Huaiqing.

Before the great calamity arrives, there will be no more wizards in the Nine Provinces.

"The Shaman God Cult has disappeared in Northeast China."

Huaiqing calmly delivered the astonishing news.

"There are no more wizards in Nine Provinces, no more wizards in Nine Provinces."

Wang Zhenwen muttered to himself, and this old man, who had been navigating the ups and downs of officialdom for decades, revealed an expression that was inconsistent with his experience and status.

Since the establishment of the Great Feng, the demons and barbarians and the Shaman God Cult have been like thorns in the side of the Central Plains, raiding and killing every three to five years, causing countless deaths.

In the eyes of generations of scholars, quelling demons, barbarians, and Shaman God was a great undertaking for all ages.

And such a monumental achievement was accomplished in his generation.

Wang Zhenwen suddenly remembered something and abruptly turned her head to look at Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan sat there expressionless, slowly turning his head to look in the northeast direction, remaining motionless for a long time.

Forty years ago, the army of the Shaman God Cult conquered the three northeastern prefectures, slaughtering hundreds of miles of land and leaving no trace of human habitation. The entire family of the prefect of Yuzhou was killed under the iron cavalry, leaving only a child who hid in a rotten well for several days.

That was Wei Yuan.

For decades, he rarely mentioned his family feud, because he knew that destroying the Shaman God Cult was extremely difficult, almost impossible.

If even the Confucian Sage of yesteryear couldn't accomplish this, who could?

But now, the Shaman God Cult no longer exists, and the Yan, Kang, and Jing kingdoms will also vanish into thin air.

Xu Qi'an accomplished this.

He was cultivated by Wei Yuan.

Cause and effect cycle.

Taking a deep breath, Wei Yuan composed himself and smiled:

"His Majesty summoned the three of us here to discuss how to take over the three kingdoms?"

Huaiqing nodded:

"The Three Kingdoms have vast territories, suitable for farming and hunting, and rich in resources. After taking over the Three Kingdoms, Great Feng will completely solve the problem of money and food, and the arrangements for Mahayana Buddhism can also be put on the agenda."

"This matter cannot be accomplished overnight, but we still have three months."

"However, many matters can be postponed, but the matter of conquering the three kingdoms must be announced to the world immediately, so as to consolidate our Fate and strengthen the power of the Great Feng."

Wang Zhenwen immediately said:

"There's no need to trouble Silver Gong Xu with this matter. Just send a few Transcendent with the border troops from the three prefectures to handle it."

With the large number of Transcendent experts in the Great Feng, Old Wang spoke with great confidence.

Huaiqing nodded:

"The details still need to be discussed."

Xu Qi'an abandoned Dongfang Wanqing in the Holy Son's residence, leaving the beauties with a message:

Entrusted by Li Lingsu, you are here to help him find his beloved. From now on, you and she will be sisters. You must live in harmony and not make things difficult for my brother Li Lingsu.

The women dared not refute Xu Silver Gong Xu's words and were all very friendly.

She asked him with a beaming smile where Li Lingsu was, eager to share her joy with her Li Lang.

Seeing this, Xu Qi'an was very pleased to see such harmony.

He thought to himself, "My holy son, my Silver Gong son, this is all I can do to help you."

Upon returning to the Xu Residence, I found Lin'an fast asleep, exhausted from her work. So I didn't disturb her. Instead, I sat at my desk, pondering what I should do for the next three months.

These three months are crucial.

As the ancients said, "Preparation prevents trouble, and preparation leads to success, while lack of preparation leads to failure."

"First, there's the Western Regions. With me and Shenshu here, the Buddha shouldn't devour Leizhou before the great calamity. Even if He comes, we're not afraid; two Half-Step Martial God are enough to hold back the Transcendent Rank."

"As expected, He will wait for the Shaman God and the Gu God to break free of their seals. At that time, when multiple Transcendent Rank devour the Central Plains, they will inevitably join forces to kill me and Shenshu. He will wait until after devouring the Central Plains to compete with the other Transcendent Rank for the Heavenly Dao."

"On the side of the Shaman God Cult, most of the witches have already merged into the body of the Shaman God, which is equivalent to handing over their territory. They hope that Huaiqing can incorporate the Three Kingdoms as soon as possible to increase their Fate. The stronger the Fate, the greater the benefits."

"Unfortunately, I don't know how to use Fate, and I don't know if I can even contact the unreliable Superintendent."

"The Gu Race of the Southern Frontier should migrate to the Central Plains. When the Gu God is born, they will all transform into Gu. Once these leaders transform into Gu, they will become ready-made Transcendent Gu beasts."

"Huang and Gu God are the same; we can't give him the opportunity to develop his power. I hope the Nine-Tailed Fox can resolve the issue of the descendants of Gods and Devils as soon as possible and eliminate this hidden danger."

After arranging everything, Xu Qi'an returned to the most crucial question:

Ascend to Martial God!

Regarding this, he had two methods: First, he would consult the records of the Bureau of Astronomy to see Superintendent had left any clues.

Second: Summon all Transcendent experts to brainstorm and discuss how to advance to the Martial God.

There's no need to shoulder everything yourself; you need to know how to make good use of talent.

Whether they are Transcendent from the Great Feng or the Gu Race, they are all Transcendent intelligent individuals. Well, Lina's father Long Tu, doesn't count.

After figuring it out, he pinched the bridge of his nose, didn't go to bed, but disappeared from his desk.

The next moment, he appeared in Mu Nanzhi's boudoir.

P. S.: Typos will be corrected later.