"Palace Master, isn't this...isn't this a bit inappropriate?"
The young Taoist priest hesitated.
“I’m not joking,” Zhao Churan said. “I originally wanted to have a serious talk with him, not just about what happened between us, but also about other issues.”
"What if he doesn't want to talk?" the young Taoist priest asked worriedly. "I even suspect that if I go to him, he will throw me out."
"Then you have to go. If he doesn't want to see me, then you should relay my words to him..."
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On the other side, Ye Qiu quickly returned to the army's encampment, issued several orders, and swiftly took control of the northern region.
Furthermore, news of the great victory in the north spread throughout the Great Xia, causing a great stir throughout the land.
Ye Qiu's prestige also reached its peak at this time, and he was admired by countless people.
Ye Qiu, who was in the north, felt some mysterious energy entering his body.
These mysterious energies are extremely profound, seemingly capable of elevating his magical power and physical body.
In particular, the primordial spirit visibly strengthens after absorbing these mysterious energies.
Ye Qiu didn't understand what kind of energy this was, but since it wasn't harmful, he didn't bother to investigate it further.
Three days later, the North was completely at peace.
Ye Qiu plans to leave with Wang Xiaoyu and Lin Meng and return to the capital.
But just then, the young Taoist priest finally came to their door.
"Stop chasing me, I really am Emperor Wu's friend."
The young Taoist priest was panting heavily.
Behind them, a group of soldiers chased after him relentlessly. When they saw that the young Taoist had reached Ye Qiu, the soldiers knelt down in fear and said, "Emperor Wu, he ran too fast. We couldn't stop him. We are sorry. Please punish us, Emperor Wu."
"You can all leave now, it's alright." Ye Qiu waved his hand.
"yes."
The group of soldiers then got up and retreated.
The young Taoist priest stepped forward and said to Ye Qiu, "Young Master Ye, you..."
"How dare you! Address me as Emperor Wu, or I will charge you with disrespect and behead you."
Yuan Feng, standing behind Ye Qiu, interrupted the young Taoist boy with a serious expression.
The young Taoist chuckled dryly: "Yes, yes, then call him Martial Emperor. Martial Emperor, the Palace Master said he really wants to see you and has a lot to say to you."
"If that's why you're here, then you can leave," Ye Qiu said bluntly.
"Emperor Wu, what the Palace Master wants to talk about is not just between you two, but also other things."
"I won't see you." Ye Qiu's attitude was firm.
The young Taoist priest smiled bitterly; it seemed Ye Qiu was determined to sever ties with the Palace Master.
Remembering the Palace Master's words, the young Taoist could only say, "Alright, it's fine if I don't see you, but the Palace Master has some words for me to convey to you."
"explain."
Ye Qiu stood with his hands behind his back, staring directly at the young Taoist boy.
The young Taoist said, "The Palace Master said that the establishment of the Great Xia Dynasty was only the beginning of chaos and bloodshed. Many Taoist traditions, even more terrifying than those who declared themselves kings, have gradually entered the world."
They wouldn't want to establish a dynasty, but they would certainly want their tradition to be the most prestigious in the region, and the resulting influence might be even more terrifying than those who declared themselves kings.
Moreover, constant battles are inevitable between the various Daoist lineages; Emperor Wu, please be cautious and do not be careless.
"Are you done talking?"
"That's all."
"Alright, thank you." Ye Qiu glanced at Yuan Feng behind him and said, "Please entertain this fellow Daoist for me, and guard the northern lands well. I'm leaving now."
"As you command."
Yuanfeng bowed respectfully.
Ye Qiu didn't dawdle and quickly left with Wang Xiaoyu and Lin Meng.
Throughout the journey, Ye Qiu kept his brows furrowed.
Ye Qiu had already guessed what Zhao Churan meant by having the young Taoist boy deliver the message.
With the revival of spiritual energy, various major lineages of cultivation have emerged.
They are bound to clash, and conflicts will continue.
Managing these relationships is no easy task.
After all, in such a great era, the laws of the old era are no longer effective, and new rules are needed to emerge and form a certain binding force.
"Brother Ye, what are you thinking about?"
Wang Xiaoyu couldn't help but ask.
Ye Qiu glanced at Wang Xiaoyu, and thinking of Wang Xiaoyu's extraordinary understanding of certain things, his eyes lit up. He grabbed Wang Xiaoyu's hand and said, "Xiaoyu, help me think about how to change the rules if we want to make new ones?"
That's it?
"That's it? Did you already think of that?"
“Of course,” Wang Xiaoyu said. “Brother Ye, I did think about this beforehand, and I can give you some suggestions for your reference.”
In fact, many rules from the old era can still be applied in today's world, but some of them need to be changed.
For example, conflicts and disputes between sects can be resolved by themselves, and the Great Xia will not interfere.
However, there is one condition: if a large-scale battle breaks out, they must submit an application to the Great Xia to resolve the matter privately. Furthermore, their conflict must not harm innocent people. Anyone who violates this rule must be severely punished.
Given the need to manage countless cultivation sects, my suggestion is to establish a special department to monitor and manage all sects and families, large and small, separately from ordinary citizens, and manage them separately.
“That’s interesting. Go on,” Ye Qiu gestured for Wang Xiaoyu to continue.
Wang Xiaoyu hesitated: "Brother Ye, there's one more thing, I... I'm a little afraid to say it, I'm afraid you'll punish me."
"Just say it. Whatever you say, I will pardon you."
"Then I'll tell you..."
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