The deliveryman stood on a high platform, giving a passionate speech, holding a thick stack of documents in his hand.
The document cover reads "The Century-Long Development Plan of the Ghost Realm".
When Xia Tianqiong was planning to unify the Ghost Realm, she told him some basic requirements and development vision, and asked him to make a plan.
As a result, he held meetings with other core management personnel every day, and also consulted with some human experts and officials, eventually producing a planning document that was hundreds of pages long.
Xia Tianqiong glanced at it and was greatly shocked.
The content is very detailed, covering many aspects such as laws and regulations, infrastructure, cultivation guidance, protection of the living, work allocation, and resource allocation.
If things develop according to the plan, the Ghost Realm could very well become a well-ordered cultivation world.
As the delivery ghost spoke on stage, the ghost generals and kings below became more and more surprised and delighted as they listened.
In the end, it turned into admiration.
"No wonder he can become the chief steward of the Ghost God, he's quite capable!"
"It's more than just having some skill; with this plan alone, all the strange and supernatural beings in the world will have to remember his kindness."
"But doing this will involve the distribution of benefits and the redivision of territory. There will inevitably be friction. In the end, the big clans will get the meat and the small clans will get the soup."
"What's there to be afraid of? With the evil god suppressing all directions, our small clan won't be swallowed up by the big clans."
On stage, people were loudly proclaiming various plans, while those below were whispering and discussing amongst themselves.
Xia Tianqiong listened for a while, then teleported away and arrived at the seventh floor of the Prison Tower.
This was once the residence of the ghost bride.
A valley, flower fields, and a small wooden cabin—very simple.
The Ghost Bride was watering the flowers when Xia Tianqiong arrived. Suddenly, she sensed that the other woman was in low spirits and seemed to be mired in a faint melancholy.
"Sixiang, what's on your mind again?"
"Now that the Realm of Ghosts has been unified, shall we set off for the Upper Realm, my lord?"
"Didn't I say before that I would leave a clone to accompany you?"
"What I'm worried about isn't the absence of my husband, but rather that he might encounter trouble in the upper realm."
The ghost bride looked worried, but there was still something she wanted to say.
She also wanted to go to the Upper Realm to help Xia Tianqiong share the burden. However, her true spirit was incomplete, and she was still unable to break through to the level of a Demon God; going there would only be a burden.
Xia Tianqiong walked over, put her arm around her shoulder, and said with a grin, "Your husband is the strongest demon god, so he's not afraid of trouble."
The Bride of Evil remained serious. “My lord, you should be careful. Whether it’s the old god Huo who is actively helping you or the dream god who is secretly trying to harm you, they both have some kind of purpose. If you go to the upper realm, you may get involved in a greater power struggle.”
Xia Tianqiong's smile faded, and he suddenly sighed softly: "Having come this far, there are some things that we have to face and cannot escape. But don't worry, Sixiang, the Ghost Realm is stable now, and I have time to deal with this problem."
"Does my lord have a solution?"
"I have an idea, but it's hard to say whether it will come to fruition. Wait for my good news."
The ghost bride didn't ask any further questions, but instead inquired about other matters, "When will my lord go to the upper realm? Should we hold an ascension celebration?"
"Ascension Celebration?"
Xia Tianqiong raised an eyebrow. "Have you been influenced by the food delivery scam? Why are you doing such fancy things?"
The wicked bride glared at him and said reproachfully, "It wasn't the takeout that was wicked, it was Song Shiqiao who told me. She said that holding an ascension celebration could promote the Heavenly Court and do other marketing, so there are many benefits."
Xia Tianqiong shook his head and chuckled: "This woman really doesn't miss any marketing opportunity. Fine, let her prepare. As for when to go to the Upper Realm, it's not decided yet. I'll have to wait for the right time."
...
The meeting at the food delivery company lasted a full day and night, and has finally come to a temporary end.
But this is just the beginning.
For the next period of time, all the arriving generals and kings of the underworld will participate in discussions on specific matters and offer their opinions.
After all, if the Ghost Realm wants to develop better, it needs to consider the ideas of most of the supernatural beings.
In addition, the more important thing is to establish eighteen "underworlds".
This involves a large number of positions, and all the various ghost clans want to apply, resulting in fierce competition.
None of these things can be accomplished in a short time. They are temporarily staying in the Town Prison Tower, and their food and drink are provided by the "Heavenly Court".
The positions in the first "Heavenly Court" were appointed by Xia Tianqiong, so they were completed long ago and there was no competition.
The other members of the Ghost Clan had some ideas, but none of them dared to mention them.
Afraid of being seen as a troublemaker!
However, the food delivery company said that in the future, they will select outstanding managers from the "underworld" and promote them to the "heavenly court".
This essentially provides other members of the Ghost Clan with a path to advancement, preventing it from being completely blocked.
And so, time flew by.
About ten days later, the demon generals and demon kings, who were arguing fiercely, suddenly sensed an extremely terrifying aura permeating the entire prison tower.
The oppressive aura made them feel uncomfortable all over, and some of the fierce ones even suffered minor injuries.
All the supernatural beings knew that this was the aura of that eerie god.
But why was it suddenly released? Was it meant to intimidate everyone?
If you want to intimidate people, you should have done so on the first day you arrived here, not now!
Just as they were wondering, that aura rapidly weakened.
He fell from the level of a demigod to a demigod, then to a demigod king, and finally to the level of a demigod general.
However, it didn't last long before it rapidly improved, gradually climbing to the level of a demon god.
The temperature fluctuated like this, sometimes high, sometimes low, with the breath rising and falling.
The eerie atmosphere in the prison tower lasted for five or six minutes, tormenting the creature to no end, before gradually disappearing.
Suddenly, one of the Ghost Kings whispered a question: "What's going on? Is something wrong with our Lord of the Realm?"
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