Chapter 231 We only believe in the Emperor! Most of these people are demons,...
Most of these people were demons, or demons that hadn't fared well in the prehistoric world. Otherwise, they wouldn't have accepted Haotian's recruitment and come to the Heavenly Court to be assigned tasks.
Because he knew their background clearly, Nezha did not beat around the bush and directly told them both resettlement methods, allowing them to choose.
——Those who are willing to take the double reward and go to Uttarakuru should stand on the left; those who want to take the compensation and return to the primitive world should stand on the right.
Choose your side quickly and easily.
As Nezha had expected, these were all new demons born within the past thousand years. When Tongtian Patriarch was still preaching, they had not yet developed intelligence and could only absorb the essence of the sun and the moon according to their instincts.
By the time they gained intelligence and knew they were looking for a master, the Battle of the Gods was about to begin, and Tongtian Patriarch had stopped preaching.
After the Conferred Gods War ended, the six saints obeyed the will of Heaven and left the wilderness, living in the chaos outside the thirty-three heavens for a long time, and would not leave unless a great catastrophe occurred.
They didn't have a good time. They had no master and no resources. Their path of cultivation was full of bumps and they often fought with others for a spiritual herb or a piece of ore for refining a magic weapon, and ended up bleeding.
If you stay in the Heavenly Palace system, you will at least have fixed resources to obtain every month, but if you return to the prehistoric world, you will have to rely on yourself.
Now that there are other options, most people don’t want to go back to the prehistoric world.
However, the environment in Uttarakuru is harsh. If I go there, will I ever be able to make a name for myself?
Nezha saw through their doubts and said sternly, "The Emperor knows all your concerns. Heaven has promised you that anyone who goes to Northern Juluzhou today will be transferred back to Heaven for rotation in five hundred years."
With this reassurance, many people breathed a sigh of relief and felt that they could go to Beijulu.
However, thinking that Haotian, who recruited them, was gone in an instant, the regime of the Heavenly Court was not very stable. What if something unexpected happened in the next five hundred years and a new Heavenly Emperor refused to recognize him?
Compared to the so-called Heaven, they prefer to believe in Emperor Ziwei, because at least Emperor Ziwei keeps his word.
Although they were in a prisoner camp, they were surrounded by soldiers and generals from the Heavenly Court. They could also hear the gossip of the Heavenly Court soldiers and generals when they gathered together after training.
After the war subsided, Emperor Ziwei actually opened his treasury and used all the treasures inside to provide relief and rewards to the soldiers.
Even the most ordinary heavenly soldier got two good magic weapons and a lot of spirit stones that could be exchanged for magic weapons and elixirs.
When they followed Haotian in the past, they never dared to think about such a good thing.
Some people even couldn't help but fantasize: If I also followed the Emperor, would I also have a share of the rewards this time?
Someone brave enough shouted out the voice of the crowd: "We don't want the promise of Heaven, we want the promise of Ziwei Emperor."
Someone else corrected him, saying, "No, the Emperor is about to become the Emperor of Heaven. We want the Emperor of Heaven's promise, not the Heavenly Court's."
Seeing someone taking the lead, the rest cast aside their concerns and shouted out their thoughts: "We want the promise of Emperor Fuli. We want the Emperor to personally make the promise to us!"
Seeing this, Nezha knew that if he told them that "there will be no more changes in Heaven" at this time, they would not listen. The best solution was to invite Fu Li over and promise them in person.
He waited until the excitement had passed before raising his hand and pressing it downwards, signalling silence. He said in a clear voice, "Everyone, please wait a moment here. I will invite the Emperor to come."
To avoid any further accidents, Nezha simply did not leave. He took out his mobile phone and sent the situation here to Fu Li.
Fu Li was leading Lu Ya, chatting as they walked towards the Heavenly Palace Treasury. When she heard the special reminder on her phone, she immediately took out her nameless treasure mirror to check the message.
When Lu Ya saw her brows slightly furrowed, he knew that something must have happened that required her to deal with personally.
He said considerately, "If the Emperor has something important to do, please go and take care of it first. It's okay for me to wait for a while."
Fu Li smiled apologetically, brought Lu Ya to the Emperor's private vault, and gave him all five tokens: "The reason I asked you to come here today is for this."
She pointed to the storeroom where the barriers and formations were sealed, “There are many treasures in here that were left behind by the demon race’s heavenly court, and perhaps some of them are old belongings of your old friends.
I originally wanted to go in with you, but things are urgent, so you should go in and take a look by yourself. If there is anything, you can take it back and keep it as a souvenir. "
Lu Ya was slightly startled, and a warm feeling surged in his heart. He tightly grasped the five tokens and said seriously, "Thank you."
Fu Li smiled at him, turned around and left in a hurry.
Most of the five treasure houses of the Emperor of Heaven are relics of the demon clan’s heavenly court, but a small part is collected by Haotian himself.
After the fall of the demon clan's heavenly court, Haotian inherited the throne in accordance with the will of heaven, and the legacy of the previous dynasty naturally became his.
But the royal family of the Demon Court did not die out, and the crown prince Lu Ya was left behind. Some things could not be decided coldly by legal rules.
Fu Li has been trying to win over the forces of the underworld. When he becomes the Emperor of Heaven in the future, he will have to maintain his relationship with the underworld even more carefully.
It is impossible to give all these treasures to Lu Ya, after all, maintaining the operation of the Heavenly Palace also requires capital. Fu Li has already started a family and a career, so she can't ask the teacher for financial support again, right?
After much thought, she came up with a compromise: open the treasure house and let Lu Ya take whatever he wanted.
Even if Nezha hadn't sent a message to her, Fu Li would have found an excuse to leave after bringing people here.
Lu Ya was no fool, so of course he wouldn't empty the warehouse. As long as he could keep half of it, Fu Li would have a way to maintain the normal operation of the Heavenly Palace.
As for Lu Ya's love-stricken brain attack, why didn't he take anything?
Don't even think about it, it's impossible.
Although Lu Ya liked Fu Li, he was very careful to keep a balance between public and private matters. Not to mention that Fu Li never responded to him, even if she did, he would not neglect public affairs for personal reasons.
It is the interest of the underworld, and he will definitely fight for it.
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Fu Li took the teleportation array of Heaven and went to the camp where prisoners were held in the Lower Nine Heavens.
When the surrendered soldiers saw her coming, they were all excited and shouted, "The Emperor is coming! The Emperor is coming!"
Fu Li nodded to Nezha first, then turned to the crowd and bowed solemnly. Everyone was startled and hurriedly returned the greeting, shouting, "Emperor, you can't do that, you can't do that."
"Everyone, please stand up quickly." Fu Li quickly raised his hand to support them, loudly signaling them to stand up, and said in a clear voice, "The Marshal of the Central Altar has conveyed all of your requests to me.
"That gesture just now was to thank you all for your trust in me. I also promise that anyone willing to go to Northern Jambudvīpa today will receive double their salary, and after five hundred years, I will dispatch someone to relieve them."
She paused, giving them time to react, and then continued, "If you no longer wish to be controlled by the Heavenly Court, I will grant you another compensation. As long as you behave yourself in the wilds of the future, the Heavenly Court will ensure that no one dares to bully you."
If you are bullied, don't be afraid. Just go to the temples of the major gods and file a complaint. Heaven will surely give you justice."
With Fu Li's guarantee, the captives felt relieved and chose sides according to their own considerations.
Seeing that most of them were willing to go to Uttarakuru, and only a small number wanted to receive the compensation and return to the prehistoric world, Fuli and Nezha both breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but smile at each other.
——If there are few people willing to go to Uttarakuru, they will have to find other ways to disperse those people and never let them gather together.
Fu Li immediately personally distributed compensation to those who wanted to return to the prehistoric world, one thousand spirit stones per person, and two bottles of fifth-grade elixirs - one bottle to improve cultivation, and the other bottle to heal injuries.
After sending them out, he asked Yang Jian to come and send them out of the South Heaven Gate.
After things here were settled, the couple went to see Lu Ya together. Lu Ya had already made his choice.
As Fu Li expected, he only took 30% of it and had not touched the most valuable magic weapons in the treasure house.
Fu Li only glanced at it briefly and asked with a smile, "Among the things you selected, I'm afraid many of them are the old things of the ten Yin Marshals, right?"
Lu Ya nodded, his tone filled with mixed emotions: "When we fought the Wu Clan, the entire high-ranking officials of the Heavenly Court went there with the determination to die. They never thought that the Heavenly Court would be defeated. They only thought that if they died in the battle, the magic weapons they had accumulated in the past would serve as capital for the future development of the Heavenly Court. But they didn't expect..."
Having said that, he shook his head, his eyes turned red, and his voice was choked with sobs and he couldn't continue.
No matter whether it was the Demon Master Kunpeng or the Ten Demon Saints, until the last moment before the decisive battle with the Witch Clan, they were still considering the future of the entire demon clan.
They placed all the magic weapons they had accumulated over the years in the treasure house of the demon clan, and prepared for a desperate fight.
Therefore, even though the demon master Kunpeng and several demon saints disappeared after the war and abandoned him, the prince, Lu Ya never blamed them.
——They have tried their best for the Demon Court’s kingdom!
This time, Fu Li asked him to come to the treasury to take things. Even though he knew he couldn't take too much, he still prioritized picking out the things that the Ten Yin Marshals had put in.
Fu Li also sighed for a while and said, "I wanted to keep you for tea, but seeing how you look, I'm afraid you won't be in the mood to drink even the best tea. You'd better go back."
Lu Ya smiled sheepishly: "I lost my composure for a moment, I'm sorry to have made you two laugh."
Nezha joked, "Don't worry, I won't laugh at you today."
All three of them couldn't help laughing.
After laughing, Lu Ya hurriedly said goodbye.
Nezha looked at his back and said, "With Lu Ya's character, if the demon race had not been defeated, he would have been a qualified monarch. No wonder the Ten Yin Marshals are still loyal to him even after so many years of the demon race's extinction."
After he finished speaking, he didn't hear Fu Li's response for a while, so he asked curiously, "Sister, why aren't you talking?"
Fu Li glanced at him and said with a half-smile, "How dare I praise Lu Ya? I'm afraid someone's fire magic will get out of control and burn down my Zichen Palace."
Nezha was stunned for a moment, then realized that he was being pointed at by someone about what happened yesterday.
He smiled awkwardly, walked up to her and bent down: "Can I carry you back on my back?"
This was a really abrupt change of topic. Fu Li rolled her eyes at him amusedly, but still stepped forward and leaned on his back: "Okay, let's go."
Nezha didn't use any magic to escape, but walked slowly forward with her on his back. On the smooth tiled floor, their overlapping shadows were stretched out very long.
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